Chapter 225: The Sacrifice of Old Friends (Part II)

Compared to George, the scavenger was not a good marksman, and his work in the team rarely consisted of accurate shooting and effective killing, but at this moment, the little white face was resting in the trenches due to his injuries, and he had to give all his energy to lock the enemy in the optical gear. Hubot's left hand suddenly clenched into a fist and smashed the barrel from the bottom up, and the two ceramic bullets broke away from the barrage and shot high into the enemy's chest, the aerodynamically cut alien warhead barely made a screaming sound that broke through the air, and the gray bullet silently slashed through the air.

However, the sneak attack had no effect, and a thin pink line lay across the air, cutting the two bullets into four petals with incredible precision, and the ruptured warhead immediately spun in the air and stalled, falling diagonally to the ground. The blonde man smiled appreciatively, his right hand reached into his arms, and with a flick of his arm, a blood-red whip appeared in his hand with a crackling lightning, "I'm going to go." He reminded in a very graceful manner, and the thirty-five-meter-long "Flame Snake" scorched the air and made a "whining" sound, and in an instant, it turned into a whirlpool of electric fire, twisting everything around Dvoru's body into pieces.

"Just kidding......" A cold sweat slipped down the scavenger's forehead, "Is this the power that humans can have?"

The small figure flashed, and Eva panted back to him, "No, Bot, he's not human anymore...... He's an outlier......"

Dvorul's wrist moved, and the braids shot out of the vortex of flames like snake letters, crackling and bounced violently on the ground, the dirt splashed, and the grass and trees burned, "Be careful!" The beard pushed Eva's shoulders hard, and the two fell to each side, and the whip roared through the two of them, building a wall of fire in an instant. Both's submachine gun accidentally fell, and was immediately ingested by the flame snake, turning into two red scrap metal in a welding-like blast.

"Eva!" the scavenger shouted, and from the other side of the wall of fire came a response from little Lori: "I'm fine!

Bot was stunned for a moment, "You mean ......"

The fire whip struck again, completely interrupting the communication between the two. The scavenger rolled several times in quick succession to dodge the devastating blow, kneeling on the ground and coughing violently, spitting out charred saliva. In the dimness, he saw a black-clad figure running and jumping, wisps of silver thread shooting out from the bottom of his sleeve, "Guise, Antai!", he shouted at his partner.

The half-faced guy dodged a ray of pink lightning with a twisted bone-shrinking motion, and roared angrily, "What's the use of tactics......! Uh-huh!" As soon as he finished speaking, a pink "light snake" burst out in the air, and Guiss tried to pull out, but he was still crossed by a thin line through his arm. He took three steps backwards, his right hand grasped his left arm, the sleeve of his shirt slipped slightly, and there was a ring of blood on the surface of his left shoulder, and small beads of blood were oozing out of the wound one after another.

"Gith!" Bot jumped to his feet, drew a pistol from his bosom and fired in the direction of the enemy, and sped away with his partner. The fingers of Gis's left hand were still moving, but as his body trembled, the sides of the annular wound began to slowly separate. Blood splattered out, and Gith's entire left arm fell off, and he grabbed his arm, looking a little lost for a moment.

"Hell, what a daze!" the scavenger emptied the bullets in his gun, dropped his pistol and pulled Gise back. The fire whip shrank back against the ground, the vortex of flames calmed down, and Dvoru's tall figure in the smoke and dust slowly walked slowly, dragging the blood-colored whip in his right hand, and the pink silk thread looming between the fingers of his left hand. "You're good, but it's not enough. The blonde man unconsciously stuck out his tongue and lips, "Not enough...... Don't run away, after you are settled, it will be time to enjoy the meal. Let's hope the Orientals aren't killed by my stupid buddies. ”

The three warriors on the ghost's right hand gathered in one place, the corners of Eva's skirt were all burned, and her face was black and red, and it was impossible to tell if she was injured for a while. "Got it, there's only one chance...... she whispered her lips as she laid out tactics to her friends. The scavenger nodded vigorously, but Guise fell weakly, the massive bleeding from the wound had deprived him of his judgment, "Fight, fight......" The ugly face showed a hideous expression, and half of his face Guise gritted his teeth and clenched the silver needle between his right fingers.

"Boom!" Dvoru had no patience to tease his weaker foes anymore, and the "Flame Serpent" began to spin again, emitting a snowy glow of lightning and scorching flames. The whip came close to the ground, scattering the members of the Glorious Circus in one fell swoop, and the blonde man began to move slowly, and the offensive and defensive "Flame Serpent" and "Arc of Light" blocked all the space within ten meters, and within the detection range of the "drift net", this was the absolute domain of Dvoru.

Guise, who was seriously injured, was slow to move, "Wow!" The braid gently brushed his body, and half of his face screamed miserably, and he fell down with a high-voltage electric shock, and his chest was charred and bloody. At this moment, the scavenger threw two defensive grenades from the side, and Dvorul's fire whip raised its head like a deft tentacle to wrap around the grenade, "Boom! boom!" Two flames appeared in the air. In the interval, two round shock grenades rolled against the ground, the only high-destruction weapon left on Both's body. The two grenades were locked at a distance of five meters from the enemy, and the vortex of the flame snake suddenly expanded, "Knock! knock!" Two muffled sounds were heard, and the grenades that relied on the directional impact to cause damage created two deep pits that sloed downward in the ground, and the earth was raised in the sky, and the debris and shrapnel exploded countless small electric sparks in Dvoru's invisible power grid.

"Bang bang!" The gun of the giant python revolver rang out again, the blonde man shredded the bullet at will with an arc of light, walked a few steps in the direction of the attack, and suddenly frowned and looked at the figure of the little girl holding two guns: "If you want to lure me into some trap, this method is too clumsy, as far as I know, you can't cause me any harm, what's the use of resisting?"

He suddenly stopped the spin of the whip and dragged the whip in a different direction and walked slowly to the unconscious Guise, "Aren't you dead yet?" ――No, it's a snack bar with an aperitif. Dvoru slowly crouched down, grabbed Guise by the collar with two fingers and pulled him up, and looked at the ugly face with interest: "Bleeding and pain, which cause of death will come first, old fellow?"

The tip of his right index finger flashed with electric flashes, and as the fingers plunged into the gap in his mandible, Guise suddenly opened his single eye, and his whole body began to spasm violently, and pink blood foam continued to spurt from the corners of his mouth, and the dying man was experiencing great pain. The "sting", which directly transmits pain signals to the trigeminal nerve, is one of Dvoru's favorite techniques, in his opinion, pain is the most wonderful gift from God to mankind, if there is a strong enough heart, pain can be transformed into supreme pleasure, and death from pain is the last gift to the enemy, the blonde man looked at the one-eyed man who was constantly twitching, and his heart was full of savior-like noble feelings.

"Bang bang!" "Bang bang!" The gunshots were still ringing, and Dvoru completely ignored the harassment, the "arc of light" laid by his left hand would shatter the foreign object the moment the potential difference of the "drift net" changed, and he could concentrate on helping Half Face Gis complete his last prayer - to enjoy this pre-dinner snack.

Suddenly there was a strange sensation in his eyelids, Dvoru closed his eyes and shouted: "Laser blinding, if you think this will be useful......" At this moment, Guise, who had been struggling for a long time under the "sting" of his right hand, suddenly opened his one eye, his eyes burned with hatred, and the juggler's right arm and legs worked together, shooting out all the flying props carried on his body, steel needles, boomerangs, and throwing knives rose from the sky like flying locusts, and the blade reflected the fire to show a confused color, like a dream of steel petals blooming.

It was a completely unexpected attack, and the blonde man gritted his teeth and retracted all the pink filaments used for automatic defense with both hands, quickly weaving an "arc of light" defense in front of him as he flew back. He had a total of thirty highly conductive polyaniline carbon nanotube hairsprings hidden in his body, all of which were now used to weave frontal defenses and activate the highest power generation capacity at the same time. "Buzz......" dense pink light network resonated, slicing countless hidden weapons into pieces. But at this moment, the flank attack was launched again, two "Monty Python" revolvers and a Beretta automatic pistol opened fire with all their might, Dvoru roared angrily, and had no time to separate the "arc of light" to defend, so he could only mobilize the power of the "dark armor" to prepare to resist these bullets.

"Puff puff!" Four bullets hit his body, Dvoru snorted, and four bullet holes appeared on the right side of his suit, and the yellow and clear bullet head was ejected by the dark armor, but the cracked skin still flowed blood, and in an instant, his spotless suit was dyed dark red. The blonde man's eyes froze, and anger rose in his heart like a tsunami, "Hmph!" The arc of light was great, and the fragments of the flying needles clanged and scattered all over the ground, but the man in front of him who pretended to be dead had disappeared, "I'm sorry, sir." The wound on his left arm appeared twenty meters away, and a playful smile squeezed out of his scarred face: "Six years ago, the nervous system of my face was completely dead, and I couldn't feel pain. Now, it seems like you're a gift to me, right?"

Dvorul grabbed his whip and whipped the "Flame Serpent", and the fire vortex rose high, and the enraged senior councillor of the Brotherhood strode towards the enemy.

"Bang bang. ”

The dull and faint sound of gunfire rang out, and Dvoru's footsteps suddenly stopped. There were several wounds on his body, and instead of the bullet being squeezed out, on the contrary, blood began to gush out. This was an attack that was completely undetected by the "drift net", so the "dark armor" failed to defend in time. - It can't be!