Beng Tie, the interstellar warlord starting from Yaliluo

Just as the tension between the two sides was about to begin, the sudden sound of the wall next to him attracted the attention of everyone present.

Thorn sting, stinging..... There

was a shrill dissolving sound, followed by a loud thud, and the entire metal wall was kicked out in front of everyone.

The iron plate flew in the air, cutting a very graceful arc, and was directly hit by the green beam of light just before it hit the ground. It then turned into a ground of molecules under the slightly dull gaze of all living beings.

These guys were stunned, but the necromantic warriors who forced their way through the wall and relied on pre-set combat procedures didn't have the notion of being stunned.

As the four Necromantic Warriors walked out of the tunnel with the Gauss Ripper Rifles in their hands, the pawns of the Antimatter Legion finally came to their senses.

Melee swung the blade of light in his hand and slashed at the strangely shaped metal skeleton shelves, and then the weapon got stuck in it and could not be pulled out and was taken away with a single shot.

The pawns with ranged weapons in their hands picked up their guns and prepared to fire, so that these skeletons that came out of nowhere would know what the power of destruction was.

After that, due to the long preparation time, before the attack could be launched, the green beam sprayed from the muzzle of the Gauss Ripper rifle in the hands of the necromantic warriors was disintegrated on the spot.

"What are these?" said

the silver wolf in the void with a slight hint of surprise. After all, a group of metal skeletons with explosive combat power suddenly appeared, and this kind of thing can be shocking enough no matter where it is placed.

"I don't know, but since it's interfering with the script, it needs to be addressed.

Shrugging indifferently, Kafka said as she aimed her twin guns at the necromantic warrior who had just turned around after clearing the pawns.

"There is always an end to the wonderful times, and it's time to say goodbye.

Softly, Kafka pulled the trigger of the gun in her hand, and her body began to spin as if she were dancing a beautiful dance.

The bullets brought up countless blue lights in the air, weaving a dense web of fire like spider webs, and countless bullet casings piled up on the ground. With a barrage of bullets, Kafka's footsteps stopped.

"BOOM!"

As the sound fell, all the bullets exploded in an instant.

With the sound of a loud explosion behind him and a large amount of smoke kicking up, Kafka tucked a strand of burgundy hair behind her ear and walked towards the gate in front of her. After all, although the destructive power of the weapons in the hands of those skeleton shelves just now is good, these should be ordinary monster levels, at most a little stronger than pawns.

Just as she was about to reach the door, the battle instincts brought about by the many battles suddenly began to frantically remind Kafka that something that could threaten her life was approaching.

With a wealth of combat experience, Kafka rolls sideways.

As she rolled to the side, the next second, the green beam that had just broken down a pawn in an instant shot at the place where she had just stood, sending a large hole in the floor along the way.

"Damn, careless!"

Kafka frowned slightly, this time it was a little bigger.

I thought that these metal skeletons that I had never seen before were just some miscellaneous soldiers with more destructive power than the pawns, but I really didn't expect that these guys could continue to attack after experiencing a baptism of their ultimate.

Her eyes were fixed on the smoke of gunpowder, always on guard against the green beam of light that might fly out of the smoke in the next second, and might kill her at once.

As the smoke slowly cleared, the necromantic warriors who had carried Kafka's set of ultimates showed their figures.

Although the hardness of the living metal on their bodies is very good, it is a natural protective gear. But Kafka is also a Destiny Walker no matter how you say it, isn't it? A powerful Destiny Walker still has a lot of damage after a set of big moves!

" "This metal actually repairs itself!"

Wide-eyed as he watched the large number of scars that had just been punched out on the necromantic warriors' bodies, and under the wriggling of the surrounding metal, they had recovered in just a few seconds, and Kafka's hand slowly grasped her long knife.

After dealing with this wave of attacks, the necromantic warriors quickly re-entered the combat mode.

The four necromantic warriors set up their Gauss Ripper rifles and aimed them at the enemy in front of them, and there was a frenzied fire.

Although the beam fired by the Gaussian Ripper rifle is very destructive, the rate of fire is not that fast.

The long, burgundy-edged blade unsheathed, and Kafka's figure tossed and turned down the hallway, dodging most of the beams that were shooting at him.

If there is really no way to avoid it, use the long knife with a special material in your hand to block.

Between the tossing and turning of countless beams of light, Kafka quickly came to the front of a necromantic warrior.

The long knife in his hand instantly slashed at the neck of the necromantic warrior, directly slashing it down.

Although the Necromantic Warrior's head was successfully cut off, the long knife in Kafka's hand was also broken with a crisp sound.

Although the material of this long knife is very good, it is still ordinary after all. Being able to take five or six beams from the Gaussian Ripper rifle in the rush just now was quite a good result.

Drawing his submachine gun from his waist and firing at the remaining necromantic warriors who had quickly turned their muzzles towards him, Kafka quickly retreated.

Originally, even if the knife was broken, she still had the confidence to be able to put down the metal skeleton shelves in front of her, but this idea was instantly shattered after she saw the metal between the neck of the guy who had just been directly decapitated squirm, and actually reconnected the head and body that flew out.

This kind of thing is simply a rei

, the other party fights more and less, and as long as he is hit by the opponent's attack, even if he doesn't die, at least he has to peel off his skin. And judging from the speed of the death just now, it is more likely that he will die directly. And this thing can quickly recover from a horrific injury of the level of being beheaded.

At this moment, a colorful stream of data appeared around Kafka's body. Then vanished in place before the necromantic knights' next attack arrived.

Necromantic Warrior: ???

obviously, soulless necromantic warriors don't have a way to comprehend the sudden disappearance of the humans who were still in front of them. Could it be that the other party also has the technology of phase transfer?