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"What?! Merlin's beard!"

Dewlo couldn't help but cursed, his eyes were incredible.

He blinked, as if he doubted something wrong, and his eyes looked back and forth between the people on the ground and his dagger.

"Crazy? What is going on?"

Then Dvelo remembered that he seemed to be hit by this guy with this gun.

He pressed the shock in his heart, took a deep breath, and then looked down to check his wound.

He touched the snake strange leather armor hit by the bullet, and the original tough surface now became dry and wrinkled, as if the dead leaves exposed by the scorching sun.

"this……"

Dhello frowned, his fingers pressed gently on the surface of the leather armor, and he could even feel some strange dry texture, as if the vitality of the leather armor was drawn away.

Before he could fully understand what happened, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the air, interrupted his thoughts.

"Don't look, only you, I can't give it to the Lord."

Devilo raised his head sharply and looked at him alertly.

His ears captured the source of the sound, and then locked a direction.

The sound turned out to be from the golden carving group in the center of the battlefield!

Those "people" who were originally turned into gold sculptures suddenly moved together.

Their heads rotated mechanically, harshly, and stared at Dvelo coldly and empty.

Each eye is dark like abyss, without a trace of human emotions, but it exudes a chilling coercion.

Dhello narrowed his eyes, raised his mouth slightly, and the dagger in his hand made a knife flower, with a little taunt in his tone.

"You are really lively for your body."

However, the other party did not respond, just standing there coldly, as if it was brewing.

Suddenly, all the "people" who turned into gold sculpture lifted their hands together, and their movements were stiff but extremely neat.

Dhello's alertness was full, and he widened his eyes, and a strong anxiety rose in his heart.

"What are they going to do?"

At the moment he thought, those golden sculptures fiercely inserted their hands into their chests!

That picture is extremely strange, accompanied by tearing of tooth acid, everyone draws a weapon from the chest -some are firearms, and the cold light flashs.

Some are the ax, and even dripping the body fluid on this person.

There are some more weird things, which look like some kind of magic device, exuding a dangerous light.

None of the exceptions are golden!

"See the ghost!"

Dhello cursed in a low voice, his body was short, and a rolling hid behind a nearest large booth.

The next second, the overwhelming firepower suppressing sweeps!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets and beams poured crazy like heavy rain. They hit the metal board of the booth, splashed Mars, and the deafening sound made Dhello's eardrums faintly pain.

"Oh, this group of guys are really dependent!"

He gritted his teeth, and quickly evaluated the surrounding environment, and his eyes locked a larger booth.

The material of that booth looks more solid than other places, and even looks like it has been strengthened.

Intuition tells him that there can be more bullets in that place.

He took a deep breath, rushed towards the booth, and flexibly shuttled in the rain of guns and bombs, almost running on the edge of death.

At the moment of the progress of the progress, Dewlo found that it was not only greater than he expected, but also a few people hidden.

"Lupine?!"

Dewlo recognized the familiar figure at a glance, and his voice was surprised.

Lupine was half kneeling on the ground, holding a small box with hibiscus tightly in his hand, his face was full of anxiety.

He was obviously scared by the chaos outside, but at this moment seeing the appearance of Dewlo, his expression was slightly relaxed.

"Why are you here?"

Dhello glanced at the box with a little question in his tone.

"I thought you had run to the street with others!"

At this time, the more violent offensive hit!

The bullets screamed in the air in the air, hitting the metal booth around the exhibition field, splashing a piece of Mars.

The broken glass and metal fragments were scattered, and the entire exhibition field seemed to be involved in a stormy purgatory. The deafening gunfire came one after another.

After Davor squatted at the booth, his fingers tapped the handle of the dagger gently, and his eyes glanced sharply around.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a low and strange magnetic sound sounded from the loudspeaker of the exhibition field.

"Why do you struggle?"

The sound echoed in every corner of the exhibition field, with a weird soothing force.

"As long as you dedicate yourself to the Lord, you can get eternal tranquility. The grace of the Lord will wash away your pain and avoid the torture of the bullet through the body ..."

Devera heard the words and almost laughed.

He murmured in a low voice.

"Dedicated to the Lord? Don't you have to be shot? This peace is not too cheap."

He shook his head, raised his eyes and continued to observe the situation outside.

At this moment, the sharp shouts came and interrupted his thoughts.

"Dewlo!"

It was a sound of gold sculpture, with the cold mechanical texture, but it could clearly convey sarcasm and threat.

"If you come out to surrender, I can consider friends who do not kill you."

Devilo laughed, too lazy to ignore this set of words.

He gently picked a gap in the exhibition with a dagger and glanced at the golden sculptures outside.

They were stiff but accurate, and they were forming a encirclement around the booth. The fire suppression did not stop for a moment.

"These guys really make up my mind to consume me to death ..."

Dewlo was counted in his heart, and Lupin shouted in his ears.

"Dewlo!"

Lupine shouted loudly that his voice was almost overwhelmed by the sound of guns, but he desperately squeezed out all his strength to let his voice pass.

"We tried it just now! Now it's the gold coin rain outside!"

"Gold coin rain?"

Dewiro froze for a moment, and then sank.

"What's the ghost?"

Lu Ping pant and shouted.

"As soon as those gold coins meet people, they will make people become golden sculptures! Just like those people just now!"

After listening, Dhello pulled the corner of his mouth and muttered in a low voice.

"This is the" crossing life and death "in their mouths? It turns directly into a gold sculpture, immortal ... Oh, it sounds good."

He lowered his body, quickly checked his equipment, swept his dagger and protective suit, and frowned slightly.

He didn't like this passive beating situation, but the gold coin rain outside and those gold sculptures made him unable to think of a better way.

The impact of the bullet seemed to knock on the roof of the tiny rain, and the eardrum was numb.

Dhello took a breath after shrinking at the booth, and suddenly he heard a painful scolding from not far away.

"This is a curse! Uh! Damn!"

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