hunter rule

Zhao Guangli smiled at this moment.

Finally arrived, the new crossbow blade.

"This is against the rules. Off-site personnel intervene!"

"What are they doing? What is this mechanical creation!"

"The enemy...the enemy is coming?"

Wen Yangxiu kept silent.

Everyone's weapons have been reported in advance, but although Zhao Guangli reported it, he has never used it. He didn't expect it to appear in this way...

Should a senior person deliver it in person?

Wen Yuanxiu nodded slightly, this boy didn't seem to be simple.

"Beatot Cavendish!"

"[Electronic Dragon Controller], a high-ranking member of the new generation, the new researcher of the Gear Academy, Beatot, how come he is here!"

The metal mechanical dragon soared high above the sky, and electronic flashes radiated like bright lampposts.

"Learn from...Senior, will we be too ostentatious?"

Trevithick, facing the fierce cold wind, held down his messy hair.

Beatote looked particularly amused when he saw Bird's Nest Head's cautious look: "Swaggering? When you reach a higher level, you will also choose to be so swaggering."

"Little Terry."

"However, what you said is not bad. If this continues, people from the Tianxuyuan will really come to deal with me after a while."

After Beatot said this in the cold wind, the silver-white electronic dragon in the sky roared loudly, slowly scattered into mechanical parts, and finally gathered in Beatot's hands to form a small

A black box exclusive to construction mages.

Beatote grabbed Trevithick's clothes and accurately landed on the ground.

………………

"Zhao Guangli."

Beatote, a tall man in white, landed in the audience. At this moment, he attracted everyone's attention.

Some people know it, some people don't.

But everyone knows that this is an extremely powerful professional.

Zhao Guangli lazily raised his head and waved: "Senior, hello."

Beatote smiled: "This weapon not only cost you a lot of blood, but also took away precious equipment at home. It took the exclusive team a week to create the monster."

"If you lose but are not dead by chance, I will personally send you on your way."

Beatote's voice, neither too loud nor too soft, passed through Song Tingyu's ears and was directly delivered to Zhao Guangli.

"Understood."

Zhao Guangli smiled.

At this moment, he stood in front of the black box as if there was no one else around.

"Do you know...Beatote?"

Song Tingyu asked in a deep voice.

Zhao Guangli opened the black box. There was no password on the black box. He just opened the lock and said, "I don't know you."

"But I recognize this weapon."

"Do you know the horror of having your blood and essence drained from your body..." Zhao Guangli smacked his lips: "It's like a blood cavity. What you draw is other people's blood, but what I draw is my own blood."

Song Tingyu's face was gloomy.

"It's been so long, my... crossbow blade."

In the end, Zhao Guangli grabbed a mechanical metal switch and took it out.

What was presented in front of everyone was a pure black mechanical device.

The pure ink color, without any other color, looks deep and terrifying.

On top of the familiar pitch-black rack is a light crossbow. The sides of the crossbow body are made up of tiny strings, and right above it is a rotating disc device.

The streamlined body exudes a depressive and bizarre atmosphere, just like an accordion artist playing on the street late at night.

"This is……"

"What a terrible evil spirit... Is this what a weapon should have?"

"The new rage seems to be an elegant variation hidden in the middle of the night."

"The artist with the breath of murder."

Beatot looked at the dark weapon in the center with a smile in his eyes.

"The Bell Tower clan has spent a huge amount of resources to build monster-level weapons. If they can't control them, they may die on the spot."

When the imperial family first found the Bell Tower clan, they spent at least three times more resources to recruit the most discerning bell tower craftsmen in the family, and even had the endorsement of Trevithick, the young master of the bell tower.

However, the requirements in Bell Tower City are extremely high.

Since you want to make extraordinary weapons, you must do your best.

The first is a large amount of blood essence of the target user, which is the best way to improve the compatibility between oneself and extraordinary weapons.

Second, the original drawing of the so-called crossbow blade... wasn't strong enough.

Give them, these mechanical artists, the right to play.

Zhao Guangli stretched out his right hand and grabbed the enlargement under the crossbow blade.

Zhao Guangli agreed to all these contents.

Zhao Guangli only had one request, and that was that the core of the crossbow blade, the central axis, must be made of his own materials.

That is the only part that originally belonged to the Black Hunter and can still be used.

The familiar feel and the unfamiliar new equipment, these two strange feelings are mixed together.

"Black Hunter, I'm sorry..."

Zhao Guangli stood in the sky, his eyes changed from lazy to extremely cautious and firm.

Since I came to this world, there have been countless people who have caused harm to me.

And now...

I'm going to start my revenge on them.

No matter who it is, no matter where it is.

The dark hunter armed with a crossbow will be your nightmare that cannot be annihilated.

Its name is...

"[Nemesis]."

The sound is quiet, but it is deafening.

Song Tingyu could hear the heartbeat.

What happened.

So dangerous.

It seemed like something dangerous was about to happen.

Song Tingyu looked ahead, his handsome face beginning to show anger.

"Are you... kidding?"

"You are a pariah. You don't know where you got a mysterious weapon... What is that... a crossbow with strings?"

"Ha ha……"

"Guys like you don't understand anything at all. There is a gap between heaven and earth between us."

Zhao Guangli raised the crossbow blade.

Each crossbow blade is unique. In addition to the same basic shape, its exclusive abilities and emphasis are different.

However... Zhao Guangli's spiritual energy is now concentrated behind his solid back.

The crossbow blade returns, and the golden psychic quiver can finally be used again.

"Still resisting...still resisting..."

Song Tingyu's handsome face twitched a little.

Why, why can't you die?

"Father, father is looking at me."

"If I want to kill you, I must kill you gracefully and calmly."

Song Tingyu's bloody blade was raised, and every priceless weapon was attached to his blood.

The whole picture looks beautiful and coquettish.

He looks like a bloody noble prince.

[Goddess of Vengeance] aims at Song Tingyu.

The virtual arrow made from the psychic quiver was placed by Zhao Guangli with a blue solid arrowhead, and then pressed into the slot above the crossbow blade.

Although the details have changed, the basic structure has not changed at all.

The fighting spirit was compressed, and a violent emotion swept over Zhao Guangli's position.

Uneasy emotions emerged in the hearts of the surrounding audience.

What does that devilish boy want to do?

The strings on both sides of [Goddess of Vengeance] automatically moved without wind, and the disc above began to rotate inexplicably, hovering above the sky with a melodious and melodious tune.

"Exploding Arrow... This is the most complete version."

Zhao Guangli looked seriously at Song Tingyu's handsome face, a face that could drive thousands of girls crazy.

"Speak to Sakura for me."

Song Tingyu's expression changed.

"Feel sorry."

A clear blue light passed through the front.

Across the sky between the audience seats.

Passed through the wall.

Smoke, dust, and the wind of freedom.

There is also the back view of Zhao Guangli gently lowering his arms.