Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

At this time, Rankopel looked at the communication room, the structure of the communication room is very simple, there is nothing to explore.

There are only a few documents on the table inside, not too nutritious things, all chicken and dog things, and one document is even purely a cruel criminal law that tortures people.

This may be useful during torture, but for myself who knows the structure of the human body well, I already know what is in it, and I can even write more.

The only useful information is that the mine automatically initiates a situation communication every two hours to inform the nearest military outpost or military base in Usas if there is any abnormality in the mine.

This also informed Rankopel that he had to clear the entire mine within two hours and immediately go to a safe place, and at present Rankopel did not have the strength to go head-to-head with the regular army of Usas.

These mutant pickets are simply the difference between children and adult strong men in front of the regular army of Usas, and they have been thrown dozens of streets in terms of training, ruthlessness, discipline, and equipment.

Rankopel will not be like Jeston's little strength and flutter, thinking that killing mutant pickets is like slaughtering chickens and dogs.

He had never underestimated Usas, a giant bear nestled in a vast snowfield.

To borrow a quote from the old general Herag: Don't underestimate Usas, even if its corruption and madness will eventually destroy it, it is still the most terrible thing on the continent.

It's just that if Usas really starts looking at you, you will understand the difference between you being an enemy of Usas and Usas being an enemy of you.

"Let's try Jeston's Source Stone technique,"

Rankopel read silently.

One of the uses of Jaston's Source Stone technique is to control the iron element in the air and land, exporting it as armor and blades to cover his body.

Huh

With a strange friction sound in the air, fine iron sand began to appear.

Then they flew towards Rankopel, who stretched out his hands so that the iron sand could quickly attach to his arms.

Soon, the iron element condensed on his arms, and a pair of iron blades glowing with glow appeared on his arms.

"Wow..."

let out a comfortable sigh, the iron blades were not bulky, but dexterous, and connected to his heart, as if they were an extension of his own limbs.

Subsequently, his upper body also began to gradually appear a layer of iron armor that was half a finger thick.

The lower body does not add too much iron armor, only some pillars and levers at the joints and major muscle movements, which looks like some kind of exoskeleton.

This thickness and structure were carefully calculated by Rankopel, and considering the source stone skill load and the impact on the mechanical power, such an iron weapon was the most uniform and suitable for itself in terms of various attributes.

Click.

Without much effort, he cut off one corner of the thick iron table in front of him, and the section was as smooth as a mirror, like a kitchen knife cutting potato chips, crisp and neat.

And used to cut the human body, especially the light protection or even no protection of the human body, let alone the human body.

Just out of this small communication room, Rankopel saw a dozen mutant pickets rushing towards him with machetes.

In addition, in the distance behind them, if Lan Koper was not mistaken, four more warlocks were coming, one of whom was already close to his range.

"Damn it! kill him

!" "Everybody go up! He'll be alone!" "

[Usas foul mouth] I already proposed to kill all the monsters here!

More than a dozen mutant pickets quickly formed an encirclement, and the angry roar and the blade of the machete in their hands broke through the air, and there was only one target, that is, Rankopel in the middle.

Unfortunately, at this time, the pure amount of stacking is meaningless.

The members of these dozen mutant pickets didn't even have a single one who could release the source stone technique, only the few warlocks who arrived behind them were still a little threatening.

At this time, Rankopel saw the two mutant picket team members in front of him, one left and one right, holding a machete and slashing diagonally towards him.

"...!!"

And Rankopel didn't even move, but sank down with force, bent his arms backwards, and then suddenly stabbed forward!

Rankopel twisted his waist and threw the two corpses away, and then rushed into the crowd, with the iron armor he was wearing now, the machetes of these pickets slashed with all their strength and left only a white mark.

So there is no need to have the slightest fear, the other party can't even break your defense

! Poof! Boom!

The blade enters the body, and the sound of flesh and blood flying is endless.

"Ah, my legs! Monster... He's a monster

!!" "

Damn! This demon guy is not an ordinary

demon, he is a blood demon!!" "

[Usas foul mouth]! Who mixed a blood demon in the first place, Lao Tzu will cut him even if he goes to hell!!" Soon

, the angry roar turned into terrified invective.

The blades in their hands also began to become less stable.

There was even a newly arrived mutant picket team member who was poured with the flesh and blood of the companion who was blocking and cutting off his waist, and the whole person screamed and directly threw away the weapon in his hand and ran away.

Lao Tzu still has to live!!

Lankopel's killing efficiency is extremely high, and by the time the first warlock from afar arrived, more than a dozen mutant picket members had been slaughtered, and the stump and broken arms and internal organs were spilled on the ground.

Then, Rankopel looked at the four Usas warlocks who rushed towards him in the distance, he took a long breath, his toes grasped the ground, his legs were bent, and then he jumped sharply!

At this time, the Usas Warlock in the distance was about a hundred meters away from Rankopel at this time, and after a quick chant, a fireball the size of an adult's torso gradually appeared in his palm.

Then, he raised the fireball and aimed it at Rankopel who was rapidly advancing in his direction, at this time, Rankopel was less than twenty meters away from him

! Woohoo~!

The fireball quickly flew towards Rankopel, and at the same time Rankopel was also approaching quickly, unable to dodge at all, and did not need to dodge, Rankopel directly crossed his arms and slashed at the fireball that flew

!

The fireball was directly split into four lobes and then dissipated in the air.

A blow split the fireball of the Usas Warlock in front of him, and then Rankopel jumped forward, and the iron blade burned by the high temperature of the flame pierced into the chest of the Warlock in front of him!

Lan Ke Per had just killed the warlock, and the other three warlocks also entered the range of their own, and the three warlocks' chanting skills were more exquisite, and the speed of launching the spell was faster!

Rankopel moved swiftly like a cheetah, looking for the shortest path between the gaps where the fireball landed, and he couldn't dodge it, so he slashed it with the iron blade of his arm.

In less than half a minute, Rankopel burst into front of the three warlocks, spun in mid-air with lightning speed, and swung three swords, cutting them off.

"It's a little hot..."

Rankopel looked at the iron blades that had turned into his arms.

At this time, they had burned red because they had split the warlock's high-temperature fireballs several times in a row, and although the temperature inside was not as high as it seemed outside, his hands were also a little hot.

"This environment is really helpful..."

Saying that, Rankopel pressed the iron blade in his hand that had burned red into the snow!

"Whew... Much more comfortable. After

cooling, the pair of iron blades were raised again, returning to the icy pure black.

At this moment, Rankopel's scalp went numb.

Then a sound of breaking the air sounded, and Rankopel instinctively flashed sideways, a black shadow swept by, and his left face cut a shallow bloodstain.

It was the first time Rankopel had shed blood in this world.

Rankopel turned to see a heavily armed crossbowman sniping at himself on a lookout.

It's a good crossbow

! Unfortunately, you are aiming at me

! Huh!

Another sound of breaking the air sounded,

and the sharp arrow tore through the air and shot straight towards his heart.

This time, Rankopel had already prepared and easily dodged with a leap, and at the same time, his right hand glowed scarlet and aimed at the corpse of a mutant picket team member beside him.

"Blood spear!"

Rankopel whispered

, a corpse on the side quickly shriveled, a blood ball began to condense rapidly, then twisted, deformed, and finally turned into a

spear made of blood!

Rankopel grabbed the blood spear, and then threw it sharply in the direction

of the crossbowman!! The blood spear was extremely fast, and the scarlet afterimage swept through the sky, and instantly came to the crossbowman's eyes!

The crossbowman reacted very well, and actually wanted to dodge with a downspin, but unfortunately, the speed of the blood spear was faster than the speed of his roll, so this action was only half carried out and stopped abruptly.

The blood spear easily pierced his lungs, shot his whole person straight out of the observation pavilion, and then fell from a distance of tens of meters, falling heavily to the ground, without a sound.

"Whew~ I didn't expect that the consumption of this move is not small!"

Rankopel exhaled a long breath.