Data Wasteland

On the roof of the tallest building in the residential area, a huge golden harp stands in the air. Under the dim moonlight, the bone hand covered with the erosion cloth gently plucked the strings, and the strange sound of music floated out.

"Sniffing the fragrance of blood, I found the temple of requiem. It was a dilapidated scene, ghosts singing licentiously. Black rosemary blooms, vines winding and growing. The soul looks around, faith in the **** moonlight. Sniffing the fragrance of blood, I find peace The palace of the soul..."

"The long-haired vampire queen opened the dusty window. The dead branches illuminate her face, pure and pure like a girl. Her grieving voice sings with the undead. Beloved, do you remember my appearance? I enter. On the night of the funeral, have you been sad..."

The singing voice is melancholy and deep, and every end will be accompanied by a few syllables of vibrato, making people involuntarily depressed, wanting to leave this **** on earth and step into the ideal paradise.

"It's a terrible piece of music..."

The tall and thin figure squatting in the corner of the roof sighed. The power of this paradise harp is almost as powerful as a small nuclear bomb. If he hadn't possessed the guard level strength and could block the magical energy in the sound wave, he would probably fall into a dream of endless sadness, looking for eternal relief.

"Don't talk, it looks like someone is coming over there," the middle-aged woman said.

The tall and thin figure quickly turned around and followed the instructions of his companions, the thick ink-like darkness swaying slightly. Soon he caught a trace of a figure. With the help of the shelter, the opponent approached here at a very fast speed.

I saw him showing contempt, snorted coldly, and stretched out his arm to take out an oversized sniper rifle from the void. The sniper rifle was twice as tall as his own, like a three-year-old child holding a rifle. Kick the gun stand, set it on the roof, pull the bolt and shoot, aim at the target.

In guard-level battles, thermal weapons are still one of the main attack methods.

The texture of the gun body gradually lit up, the bullet in the barrel became crystal clear, and the blue light overflowed the muzzle.

"Little boy, don't run too fast."

After a short period of energy storage, the sniper pulled the trigger, and with the dull shot of the gun, Lan Yingying's bullets came out.

In the next instant, a blue glow burst out in the distance. The black boss in the rush hit a bullet head-on. The moment the bullet hit the psionic armor, it shattered into countless small black particles. These particles continue to absorb energy in the friction, become red and transparent, and finally burst.

The blue mang broke out, and the old black monster was blasted out several meters, crashing into two shacks in a row before stopping.

"Hunting,

Black titanium bullets. "

In the ruins of the shack, the black old monster stood up, reminding the companions behind him, while hiding in the darkness.

The attack was resisted, and Zhu Zexi on the rooftop was not surprised. He pulled the bolt open to eject the smoking cartridge and reloaded a black titanium bullet. In this level of battle, thermal weapons cannot cause fatal damage to the strong with psionic armor. Its main purpose is not to kill, but to consume the opponent's psychic energy.

He used the sniper gun "Hunting Demon" produced by Hongtu Heavy Industries, with a barrel length of 2.9 meters and a total length of 4.7 meters, and a 25mm sniper shell. Due to their excessive power, they belong to the controlled category of firearms, and only high-level officials in the principality can purchase them.

"Old guy, come back if you can't, don't try to do it!"

The voice of the old partner's concern came from the intercom, and the old monster black replied "I'm fine", and before Qin Gui said, "Chen Xiaoyou, please!"

"Roger that!"

Chen Xingyi, who was hiding behind him, turned into three, took out three sniper rifles and aimed them in the direction of the black boss.

In the next few seconds, the two sides fell into a stalemate, both looking for each other.

The black old monster cat is lying down, using the shelter of the shack to gradually approach the buildings in the residential area.

Quietly, a white shadow appeared behind him. Two narrow vertical pupils stared at his back, and the scarlet letter was vomiting.

"Look where you hide!"

Zhu Zexi shouted and pulled the trigger to blast off the attackers hiding behind the shack.

At this time, Chen Xing locked the position of the tall and thin man through the fire, and three sniper rifles fired at the same time. The latter was also immersed in the joy of hitting the target. Three black titanium bullets came one after another and hit at the same time.

The expected scene did not appear. The bullet was blocked by an invisible stand a few meters away from the tall and thin man, exploding into three blue glows.

"Spherical psychic shield, covering a radius of five meters!"

Seeing Yue Canglian put down her binoculars and reported to Chen Xing next to her.

On the roof, the middle-aged woman's hands glowed, and the gap opened by the bullet slowly closed like a liquid.

"He used a clone!" the woman reminded.

"Do you think he is the only one?" Zhu Zexi sneered, and his body trembled at a high frequency, like layers of shadows, and then with a scream, there was a figure on the left and right.

The three of them are in Silver Claw

The country is known as the "iron triangle combination". Ruth has a fake heaven harp, which can perform large-scale damage, and is good at using psionic shields to protect teammates. Zhu Zexi is an accurate shooter like Chen Xing. Yuling can detect and assassinate. Wu Hai is a powerful assaulter. Together, the three can attack and defend as far away as possible, and can adapt to any situation. This is why Wei Haitang sent them to assassinate Chen Xing.

The long-range warfare situation has become three-on-three. Chen Xing has a terrain advantage, and Zhu Zexi has a protective shield for his teammates. The shooting level of the two is similar, and neither side takes advantage.

After a few rounds, the white-ringed snake spirit quietly went around behind the opponent, twisting his slender body, and approaching the target little by little.

When it was about to approach, it raised its triangular head, arched its snake body, and was about to launch an attack when suddenly an iron shoe fell from the sky.

"Fuck!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bone cracking, the Seven Cun of the Snake was stepped into the soil. The heel of the iron boots is very high, more than ten centimeters visually.

Looking up, the lace skirt fluttered slightly, revealing pantyhose with belt. Then a cold light flashed, and a knife was inserted from above, nailing it firmly to the ground.

"Thank you." Chen Xing said without looking back.

"It is Canglian's mission to protect the master." The Qianying behind her bowed slightly.

At the same time, Zhu Zexi, who was on the rooftop, had a pain in his head, grabbed his hair, and shouted with canthus, "Retreat!"

The white ring snake spirit screamed unwillingly, and the snake body under the high-heeled iron boots turned into white mist, flew a few meters away and regrouped into a snake shape, and quickly slipped away against the ground.

If the fully formed Yuling is killed, the spiritual body engraved with the mark of life will also dissipate. The former Red Dragon Principality Elder Ralph's mechanical Yu Ling Angamasso and Ogamasso were crushed by the mayor, and they were completely destroyed and could no longer be used.

But some Yulings are very difficult to kill because they have various escape skills. For example, the white-ringed snake spirit in front of you, although it is fragile, can turn into a white mist and escape when injured, and it is difficult to completely eliminate it.

On the rooftop, a tall figure stood on the edge, holding his chest with both hands, condescendingly watching the rapidly approaching figure below.

The visitor was wearing a black robe, with a haggard figure, and one sleeve robe was empty, drifting backwards with the fast-running air current.

"Dare to come with one hand, do you want to die!"

In the voice of the question, the strong man's arms bulged, and Fang Zheng's face was angry, like a lion despised by a hyena.