A corner of a sloping tall building.

"The joints and internal organs were all shot, and the throat was pierced, this can't die, Miss, you can really endure it." The little princess was on hand to quickly help Tuwenwen treat her wounds, but when she started to deal with them, many of Tuwenwen's injuries had actually recovered mostly.

"It's obviously a change disaster, but the special ability of that change system gives her a physical fitness like a self-adaptation disaster, including a certain regeneration ability, which plays a role at this time." Rost the Rat said from the side.

Jeffrey's body was also briefly bandaged, he didn't have many injuries, and the main problem was the lack of energy.

I was a little relieved to hear that Tuwenwen was fine.

Then, his eyes moved to Wan Yi, who was treating the injuries of the sand dunes.

"No, the sand dunes are very standard changes that are a disaster, the regeneration ability is not strong, plus the ether energy is empty, there is no energy to support the body, and now it is no different from ordinary people." Wan Yi shook his head and frowned.

"That means it's dead, right, OK, mission accomplished." Jeffrey naturally doesn't care about the sand dunes at all.

It was meant to kill him.

Although Dune's desperate appearance also made Jeffrey feel very unlikely.

Misfortune often dies in madness.

And for a certain obsession, to die with all your might, this kind of death is already very luxurious for the calamity.

Jeffrey is quite envious of Dune.

This kind of happy way to die......

"Wow!" The cactus corgi sniffed out of nowhere and ran around the dunes worriedly after seeing them, but because they knew that they were full of thorns, they generally couldn't jump on the dunes without permission.

It anxiously walked around the dunes, calling.

Suddenly, Dune raised her hand and grabbed Wan Yi's arm.

Wan Yi's gaze shifted from the cactus corgi to the dunes.

"Garden ......"

“……”

"Those kids, they're all gone, right?"

"Hmm." Wan Yi replied in a deep voice.

"Old man...... This? He's stupid...... Don't let him get too tired......"

Wan Yi looked at him quietly, and the eyes of everyone around him were focused on him, and Jeffrey and Rost, who were originally chatting, also fell silent.

"I'm overpowered...... I can dream better than an old man...... I want a nice garden...... The world sucks...... Pity...... It's a pity that I'm not the chosen one......" Dune's eyes trembled.

As soon as the little princess wanted to speak, she was stopped by Wan Yi raising her hand.

The vision in Dune's eyes continued to blur and blur, but the hand that held Wan Yi was still strong.

"Take care of the old man......" he pleaded, "keep him away from these bad things...... Let him go and accompany the children...... Don't just stand by and watch...... How can a gardener ...... Don't take care of the flower ...... with your own hands."

"In exchange for ......"

His voice began to be faint and choked.

"In exchange for ......"

……

The white gloves pressed Hyundai to the ground, but Hyundai turned around and poked out the barrel of a gun again, pushing it open and firing at the same time.

He was shot in the flank, took a few steps back, and then a hurricane howled in front of him, and Brother Hyundai kicked him in the face and kicked him out.

The white gloves rolled on the ground several times, wiped off the nosebleed, and then fired a quick shot forward.

The rain of bullets attacked each other, and they were evenly matched for a while.

But soon those zombie bombermen surrounded him.

He quickly rolls on his side, no longer stalemate with Hyundai, and kills the approaching Bomberman.

Bombermen's self-detonation speed often can't keep up with the speed at which the white glove hands get up and down, but they're learning to behave.

No longer obsessed with the exact killing, there is still some distance from the white gloves and they will directly blow themselves up.

If you can't blow up people, it's perfectly acceptable to be a little disgusting on the other side.

The white gloves were embarrassed by the continuous shockwave around them, and the white uniform on their bodies hung like rags.

Coupled with the oppression of the "cadres" of the troupe, as well as the continuous force on the No. 0 air island and the aircraft early in the morning, the current white gloves are about to enter the end of the crossbow.

Deplete.

The troupe is consuming him.

I'm afraid that from the time they invaded Sky Island 0 in the first wave and lurked around him, these troupe members were already watching him.

White gloves are not strong.

Even the unstable realm that has been mastered in the first place has amazing power.

After discussion, Wan Yi believes that unless the body opens the "Wan Yi World" to exchange injuries for injuries, and at the same time restricts him from leaving the battlefield directly, Wan Yi has no other way to deal with him significantly.

In any case, dealing with such a strong person will definitely result in a lot of death.

As soon as I heard this, I was excited.

After the bomb on the aircraft was instantly dismantled by the white glove against the realm, the attrition strategy had already shown signs in the bottom of his heart, and he found an opportunity to encircle, and several "brother" level Wan Yi took turns to oppress, and the bomber Wan Yi who was enough to blow up an empty island urban area in the Golden Circle was pressed in all directions.

Compared with consumption, it is impossible to show weakness.

Use manpower for the opponent's energy.

White Glove also knew that this was Yang Mou, but he had no choice.

He has a mission on his body, and he also needs to find out the reason for the sudden madness of the herd boundary.

Protecting the Sands faction is one thing, but protecting the Golden Circle itself is also a heavy responsibility.

He didn't care about the lives of ordinary people, but he cared about the symbol of the Golden Circle.

He couldn't get overtime pay, but he still had to work hard.

"This is a worker...... his smile was completely less calm and frivolous, and even looked very hideous under the continuous killing.

Soaked in smoke and blood, he had never killed as madly as he did today.

The Noisy Monster burst in again, slamming directly into his back.

The blade turned, and when he turned around, he pierced the noisy monster into a sieve, and then exploded his head with a shot, and before the white gloves could catch his breath, Brother Hyundai set fire again.

This time he continued to flee, completely abandoning the idea of competing with others under such encirclement.

The surrounding Bombermen sped up.

——

All those who pounced on it turned into corpses!

Brother Hyundai and the noisy monster who had recovered from his own looked at the pieces of meat and internal organs.

I thought about it for a moment.

"Did you just see the white light and his blurred movements?" Noisy asked.

"Well, I see."

"He's slowing down?"

"Yes, but not because of consumption." Brother Hyundai said with some seriousness: "It's not that I suddenly became faster, it's that he took the initiative to give up the pursuit of extreme speed in the realm." ”

The original realm of the White Glove seemed to stop in time.

But now he's slowing down his quest for speed.

"Time stop" began to weaken and became "bullet time".

In this way, his physical and mental burden will be greatly reduced, and even if it is reduced, the only Wan Yi who can barely keep up with him in the weakened "bullet time" is Brother Hyundai.

And this regulation of the realm is illustrated.

His grasp of the realm was improving.

"He's progressing...... "Modern Brother Road."

"Alas, how do you play per capita?" The noisy monster patted his head.

"But the speed has slowed down, and his 'invincibility' in the realm state has also become 'damage reduction', and when he just broke through that explosion circle by relying on the realm, he had some more injuries on his body." Hyundai Brother and the others further replayed and analyzed the performance of the white gloves just now and came to new conclusions.

"So what?"

"Don't worry so much, keep consuming."

After saying that, Brother Hyundai disappeared directly in place, leaving a gust of wind howling, and the cold wind poured into the noisy mouth, blowing it grinning.

Before he knew it, the White Glove was back below the Golden Network Building.

The continuous use of the weakened realm helped him pass through quickly, and at this time he had left Bomberman behind, except for a little more burns on his body, which were all within the allowable range.

Suddenly, his head turned and he dodged a rusty bullet.

I turned around and saw the gun monster: "You are the one who chases the most closely in this group, do you want to compete with me?" ”

"I couldn't keep up before, but now I can try." Modern Gordao.

"Oh, come on!"

The two figures blurred in an instant, and the sword light and bullets collided again and again.

There were a few more bullet holes on the white gloves, and the barrel on the modern brother began to shatter again.

At one point, the white glove's pupils suddenly contracted.

Brother Hyundai saw the blooming of the white light in front of him, as well as the continuous high-frequency flashing figure of the white glove.

Bang!

The two are inseparable at the touch of a button.

Brother Hyundai fell out and rolled on the ground several times, leaving a trail of blood in the end.

The white-gloved face was a little sluggish, looking at his stomach, a deep bullet hole, blood gurgling out.

"Hehe, you should have used the full version of the realm just now." Brother Hyundai, who was lying on the ground, looked at the gray sky and smiled.

The white gloves covered his stomach, took out emergency medicine from the inner pocket of his clothes, ate and injected it, stopped the bleeding, and relieved the injury.

"But I still won." He looked at Brother Hyundai and said.

"Really? Okay, okay, then I'm not a loser, but ...... The wheel war isn't over yet, and the next opponent ......"

White Gloves frowned.

Suddenly.

Bang!

Stout vines grow, holding back the edifice, which is leaning further and is about to collapse.

White Glove's eyes widened and he jerked his head back.

The expressionless sand dunes were held up in the air by a lotus petal, looking condescendingly at the white gloves.

"Disasters like you are not much different from ordinary people, although the heart piercing can last for a while, but this time is almost dead." The white gloves don't look very good.

No one would like to see someone who should have been killed by themselves appear in front of them again.

The sand dunes in front of him didn't speak, and his hands were lightly sealed.

The two wooden dragons instantly spawned and pounced on the White Glove.

After the white gloves shot and found that it could not be broken, they jumped to avoid the collision of the wooden dragon.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if he is resurrected or not, it's a big deal to kill again, the scourge who lacks physical strength and only relies on special abilities to gain a foothold is no different from ordinary people in front of me!" White Glove quickly calculates in his heart.

But as soon as he looked up, he saw that the sand dunes had burst in front of him.

His mouth opened slightly, and the voice reached the ears of the white glove.

"By the way, I've been there since I first met you...... I hate you too, piggy. ”

The continuous punches and kicks attacked, and the white gloves that had just consumed a lot were actually suppressed by the weak change of the sand dunes!

After a few rounds, he couldn't parry, and a punch hit a wound in the abdomen before being knocked out of the way.

The white gloves gritted their teeth and covered the abdomen that was oozing blood again, and looked gloomily at the sand dunes in front of him who flicked his wrist and indifferently accepted it.

"You, not him!"

In front of him, "Dune" chuckled, polite, but full of arrogance from the bottom of his heart, just like when he was most energetic.

……

"In exchange, I put my body, my strength...... ...... for you"

(End of chapter)