hunter rule

The president of the Iron Hands, the formal order mage Xu Tianhang, is completely dead!

This is something Zhao Guangli could not imagine.

Even though they were both at the official level, the old man was easily defeated.

And more importantly...

The drone in front of me was a little different from the ones Zhao Guangli had destroyed before.

It is larger than before, and the metal chamfers look sharper.

The aura exuded was also terrifying from the inside out.

"We are both formal professionals, and the boss of the underground force was actually eliminated so easily." Su Lin said in a low voice, "Now things are getting serious."

"You can also feel that as the level of professionals increases, the gap in combat effectiveness of the same level becomes wider and wider."

Su Lin's voice sounded clear and clear.

"Unless a quasi-level professional is truly gifted and talented, the end result is that the upper limit will not be particularly high and the lower limit will not be particularly low."

In the distance, with the death of Xu Tianhang, the crowd began to become more and more chaotic.

Stomping, roaring, and all kinds of disorderly outbreaks.

Zhao Guangli nodded, that was indeed the case.

"Then when you reach the trainee level, you should be able to notice the difference."

"The knight's armed slots have reached five, and the direction of the mage is blooming. There is a clear gap between the upper and lower limits." Sulin stretched out his tentacles and looked at everything in front of him with cold eyes: "Among the trainee levels,

The combat effectiveness of people like you and Dana Delany is very different from those of ordinary trainees."

"It depends on the combat ability, occupation, and difficulty of the ritual used, but it depends more on experience."

Zhao Guangli gritted his teeth and escaped another round of bombings.

The drone above looks unscrupulous.

Life was completely harvested by this cold instrument.

"Then...what about the formal level?"

Zhao Guangli asked.

"If there is a clear gap at the trainee level, then among the formal levels, that gap has become so large that it cannot be bridged."

"The weak formal level and the powerful formal level can almost be described in terms of heaven and earth."

"For a formal-level man as strong as a facially paralyzed woman, who lives a comfortable life in the inner city and never engages in production, it is as simple as squeezing an ant to death."

Zhao Guangli clenched his fist: "The guy who controls the drone..."

"Very strong."

"Being able to kill an official level easily is something that not everyone can do..."

"Wait, what do you want to do?"

Su Lin suddenly felt something was wrong.

On Zhao Guangli's wrist, the hunter's curse began to glow faintly and flicker.

After Zhao Guangli came out of Wanli Plain, he rarely used his curse power.

In order to delay the possible resurgence of the curse as much as possible, Zhao Guangli would only use physical skills and the crossbow chain saw most of the time.

But at this moment, Zhao Guangli's curse power slowly extended to the metal drone in the sky.

"You're crazy!" Su Lin snapped.

Zhao Guangli shook his head: "Of course I know that I am no match for the drone owner, but..."

"It shouldn't be a big problem if we confirm his location, right?"

Zhao Guangli said coldly.

"you mean?"

"This kind of drone should not be disposable, and it needs to be refueled, right?"

Su Lin was stunned and instantly understood what Zhao Guangli meant.

The power of the curse is attached to the metal drone.

The sound of bombing and ground smashing resounded throughout the streets.

The once bustling environment is now empty except for corpses.

Buzz buzz buzz.

The drone's propeller rotated, and the electronic eye extended out and made two slight turns.

Then he slowly retracted the barrel.

Return.

far away.

Zhao Guangli picked up the communicator.

"Major Shen He."

………………

Huge machining factory.

Under the vigorous development of the Sky Drive Alliance's construction mages, the entire machinery industry is booming.

Various steam machinery technologies are very popular and occupy half of the world.

Metal factory interior.

A man who was only about 1.4 meters tall came out of the shadows.

He was wearing a beige jacket. He was not too old, probably around thirty years old.

The man held the metal remote control in his hand, and his face became gloomy at this moment.

From the end of the machinery factory area, the sound of military boots on the metal floor could be heard.

Ender was very familiar with this voice. Before he came to Ludu to work undercover, he often heard this voice.

People from the Alliance Military Headquarters are here.

"Who is it!"

Ender's voice sounded from the void: "Give..."

"Here, uncle, get out!"

A tall and delicate figure emerged from the darkness. The cold and charming Shen He in military uniform was carrying a black box with an expressionless face.

"Oh, it's a beauty..."

Bang!

Before Ender could finish speaking, spiritual energy surged into the sky.

In just an instant, that impeccably beautiful face appeared in front of Ender.

Shen He's right hand, which was wearing a mechanical glove, pressed down on Ander's neck, and then pressed down hard.

Completely broken!

"What!"

Ender's entire body was pinned to the metal ground by Shen He.

Apply force directly, and you will hear the sound of your face rubbing against the ground.

The ground cracked.

Ender let out a loud scream.

Shen He stretched out her left hand, but at the same moment, as if she sensed something, she let go of her right hand.

Two laser beams grazed the corners of Shen He's military uniform.

Holding the gap, Ender quickly broke away, then rolled quickly on the ground, finally stopped, and stood still instantly.

"Who are you!"

Ender roared in a low voice, and the left side of his face was red and swollen.

Around him, five or six metal drones slowly gathered from all directions.

The electronic eyes extended out and all focused on the woman in front.

The barrel is deep and pointed straight at the enemy.

"Major Shen He, the target has been locked!"

Cui Sheng's urgent voice came from the communicator: "According to the files of the city hall, the other party came to Ludu three years ago and is currently the chief engineer of Shiyun Machinery Processing Factory!"

"But judging from the current situation, this person's true identity should be..."

Ahead, Ander grinned when he heard the sound.

"Top Ten."

"They are the top ten soldiers who have never appeared in a formal event in the disaster zone!"

There was no emotion in Shen He's eyes.

She opened the black box with one hand.

The silver-white sniper rifle is easily held in his hand.

"Top Ten..."

"Do you know a man named Leon Jean?"

Shen He's voice was also devoid of any emotion.

Ender opened his mouth, about to say something.

Gunpowder spreads.

ignite.

Boom!

Double explosion!

The spiritual energy of the two people spread out at the same time.

Blocking out the sky and the sun, the entire machinery factory area was completely filled.

"Go to hell!"

Ender quickly jumped backwards and fell down the floor upside down, while the drones around him received some kind of instructions.

"start up……"

"Self-destruction!"

Boom boom boom!

"I am a mechanic. There is no need to confront you, a guy who has practiced gun martial arts..." Ender's face was filled with a ferocious smile: "The self-destruction of the kill drone is..."

Bang!

There was a gunshot.

The bullet quickly passed through Ender's upper body.

"What!"