Chapter 113: Electromagnetic Cannon

At this time, the chaotic war situation in the oasis has completely gotten out of control, and it is really embarrassing for the well-dressed decent people to tear off their usual sanctimonious disguises and expose their true faces.

Foreign spies who are suppressed by the external environment and act cautiously may be understandable, but the heads of the chambers of commerce from the major provinces of the Desert Empire seem to retain the tradition of being both merchants and bandits.

When the order is still stable, it is the merchants who trade fairly, and when they decide to grab a handful and run, the face of cutting down if they are not satisfied is exposed, and the heads of people are rolling and blood is flowing.

The fact that the crossbows, which were no less powerful than the arquebus, such imperial military equipment, and contraband of the people, were taken out to shoot their targets was enough to prove how this group of merchants had their hands and eyes to the sky, and at the same time to show how terrible it would be for those who were willing to go out when they decided to be unscrupulous.

Ye Zhiqiu estimated that it was a greeting from a competitor, and it seemed that he liked the goods carried by the pack beast, or he knew that the caravan owner Ou Ke had made a lot of money, so he decided to block the road and cut the way.

Out of the principle of shooting the first bird, Ye Zhiqiu, who was obviously the host, naturally became the target of the strong crossbow. However, Ye Zhiqiu's keen sense of danger was much more than ordinary people, and when the strong crossbow was aimed at the position of his heart, he felt a slight stinging pain in the middle of his chest.

At this time, there are two options, one is to avoid sideways, which is the safest way to save yourself. However, the caravan guards behind him will inevitably be poisoned, after all, this is a very powerful crossbow arrow, which is either dead or injured. The second is to intercept in advance, and the proper use of Damascus steel knives requires a certain amount of risk.

Between the lightning and flint, Ye Zhiqiu didn't think too much, the scimitar in his right hand was held backhanded, and the three-finger-wide blade was close to the stinging part of his heart.

Immediately after, he noticed a slender white light breaking through the air, just aiming at the corresponding instability, so he was secretly surprised in his heart: "Ballistic mastery? transcendent intuition? or sixth sense prediction capture?"

The "clinking" steel arrow hit the scimitar with a crisp crashing sound, but it could not penetrate the broad blade and fell to the ground in a gloomy state.

Ye Zhiqiu only felt a numbness in the tiger's mouth, and at the same time, several ribs in his chest were faintly sore, obviously under a certain impact, and raised his head at the moment, showing a mouthful of white and shiny teeth towards the attacker who "missed" not far away.

At this moment, the genetic adjuster codenamed Fifty-One came to Ye Zhiqiu's side, and seeing that his gold owner was threatened by his life, he immediately reached out and picked up the crossbow arrow, and with a slight force with both hands, he broke the dull arrow and came down.

Ye Zhiqiu immediately sensed that a dangerous aura rose sharply, and the cold hairs on his body stood up, and he couldn't help but glance sideways, needless to say, the surprise in his heart was needless to say.

"Fifty-one" clasped his hands together, his fingertips flickered with a small blue arc, and the crossbow arrow lying in the palm of his hand was strangely suspended, and the tip was aimed at the strong crossbow attacker not far away.

"Fingertip jumping electric light!" Ye Zhiqiu laughed in surprise, and then saw the humanoid electromagnetic cannon, which launched an arrow weighing no more than a dozen grams at a speed that exceeded the sound.

The sharp and piercing sound of "swishing ......" was like the noisy screams of thousands of birds, and there were still small and continuous arcs of electricity in the air, light blue electric light, which was connected by the hands of "Fifty-One" to the powerful crossbow attacker who died through his brain.

There was a faint smell of burnt air in the air, a bit like ozone, but what was even more disturbing was the fact that the human electromagnetic cannon appeared in the first industrial revolution, the era of coal and the steam engine, was amazing.

The sneak attacker who fell to the ground with a bang, behind him was a plasma splash picture like a child's graffiti, and the people of the same chamber of commerce dodged and fled one after another, and they no longer dared to appear in front of the White Camel Mountain Chamber of Commerce.

However, due to the attack of "Fifty-One", it attracted the natural enemy of fate, the mysterious dark holy warrior, and the Andromeda Twist with his arms wrapped in chains.

In the war of the dark world, the holy warriors of Death Queen Island have died under the electromagnetic cannons of these "children of the storm", and they have formed a deep hatred for each other, and at this time, the sight of a lone genetically modified person, a sinner who violated the authority of creation in the realm of gods, has made Andromeda's eyes red with anger.

I saw that this person's hands were raised, and the chains of his arm armor immediately ejected out, extending forward more than ten meters in the air, biting two date palms respectively, and then contracting rapidly, pulling Andromeda into the air quickly.

Ye Zhiqiu heard the sound of breaking the air, looked back, and happened to see the dark holy warrior who was hunting in clothes and being torn off his disguise by high-speed movement, and the obsidian suit shone with an ominous dark green streamer under the sunlight, like the juice of the broken intestine grass full of poison.

"What the hell? The strong killing intent is not coming at me!"

Ye Zhiqiu immediately understood, and couldn't help but open his mouth towards "Fifty-One", and reminded loudly: "Be careful!"

The Stormchild had also dealt with the Dark Saint Warrior before, and even fought against the Bronze-level Saint Seiya, and when he heard the sound of the breaking wind, he immediately lowered his body and rolled under the chest and abdomen of the pack beast, relying on the incomparably thick cover to cover the enemy's vision, and at the same time preparing to wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

His reaction speed was so fast that he applied a slight electric current to his body muscles, making his reaction speed even faster, and in the blink of an eye, the whole person disappeared.

If Ye Zhiqiu hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he would have thought that "Fifty-One" had performed a terrifying instantaneous technique, or teleported. It's just that the child of the storm hid himself and hurried to the scene of Andromeda one step slower.

Ye Zhiqiu saw the dark saint warrior falling from the sky, the angry flames in his eyes came at him completely, and he didn't say a word of superfluous nonsense when he was the next time, he directly put out his two knives together, and put on a starting hand that was on the attack, and the momentum on his body rose sharply, like a raging bonfire.

"The legendary holy warriors of Olympia, the best super soldiers in the world, are no less than the berserkers of Norsepa. The knowledge of the contemptible late autumn leaves, the wandering swordsman of the Eastern Empire, can you have the opportunity to teach me martial arts?"

As soon as the words fell, the momentum on Ye Zhiqiu's body instantly converged and disappeared, and the scimitar became an extension of both hands and arms, and an indescribable rhythmic ripple spread.

The Storm Child, who was lying under the pack beast, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene: "Amazing control ability! This man has a heavenly martial art similar to that that that can only be learned by the guardian of the Holy Land, and he is full of momentum!

And in the eyes of Andromeda, the stranger on the other side reveals the unique realm of the "hero", as long as he steps into, or attacks, he will face a stormy attack.

"Mysterious Oriental! Seemingly inconspicuous, but very terrifying warrior in personal strength! Fortunately, I just know how to crack the realm of heroes!"