The miserable life of Arknights

"I heard his determination from Wendigo, he will not come to Lentinom."

“...... Is it. Hasn't he understood His Highness (Theresia) yet? "The slime in the hands of the shapeshifter cluster grows and drips down the desert, and just one drop can corrode through the desert tens of meters deep.

"Is he still willing to call His Highness?"

"I don't know, but his hostility towards me and even His Highness no longer exists, I think I understand it."

The shapeshifter gathered his hands, the slime in his hands was withdrawn by him, and his gaze moved from Lentinium to the king of scavengers.

"Then why don't you want to come here?"

"His bloodline is no longer loyal to His Highness, no longer loyal to Sakaz. Like he is now - a patriot.

"Now his homeland is Usas, his home is the Integration Movement, and his heirs are Nacates, the Grim Reaper (Frost Star) of winter."

The King of Scavengers no longer stopped walking towards the city, and there was a god in the integration movement, and the appearance of such beings was enough to disrupt all plans.

"How long until the heir of the alien race?" The shapeshifter cluster has changed back to its previous appearance, and he still needs to wait here for the arrival of the other party.

"It won't be long, she's gone before I meet the ageless lordess."

“...... Immortal Lord. The cluster of shapeshifters did not continue to ask, but walked out of the stone cover range in one direction.

Scout could see each other, and it was obvious that the cluster of shapeshifters was coming towards him.

Swoosh——!

A bullet came out of the Scout muzzle without making too loud noise, or not a sound at all in this noisy environment.

Fifty kilometers away, high-speed spinning bullets swooped towards the cluster of shapeshifters.

Bang!

The moment the bullet made contact with the shapeshifter cluster, the body of the shapeshifter cluster was torn apart by the energy contained in the bullet.

Exploded into corpses scattered across the desert.

“...... He's dead? Scout was a little incredulous after repeatedly confirming that the other party was indeed dead.

But the other party was indeed blown up by him.

Scout dialed the communications "Command, the target is dead." "

......

The cluster of shapeshifters who were shot into corpses scattered into dozens (corpse-like) lying on the desert.

"Alas, the other party will not stare anymore. His Highness (Trasis) asked me not to alarm anyone, it was too difficult. The

cluster of shapeshifters sighed, and after confirming that the sense of lock was no longer there, dozens of him walked in one direction until they fused again.

The shapeshifter cluster patted the dust on his body, and it was still a little difficult to simulate being blown into corpses.

It is necessary to control the power and speed of the opponent's bullets, and it is also necessary to match the visual view.

Fortunately, the opponent's bullet does have some power, enough to penetrate his skin, and it can indeed cause damage to him, but it is only that.

"It seems to be the little sniper guy who used to be with His Highness (Theresia)?" The cluster of shapeshifters looked in the direction where Scout had just been.

The moment he touched the bullet, he already knew the identity of its owner and the general situation.

"Lying down the corpse, listening to the tone of the scavenger, it is estimated that it is almost there, which can make him deflated, it seems that Calaton City is not simple."

The cluster of shapeshifters walked to lie down in the middle of a plot with an open view, not far from where the previous crash was.

......

Victoria Rentinium Outer Desert (Rhode Island Squad)

"Whew... Finally, it was almost there, and he was able to bypass the army of the dukes and the army of the nobles and the deep pool, and the information provided by Misery was indeed reliable. The Doctor stood panting on the desert, and he could already see the behemoth, Lentinum.

"So how are we going to sneak into Lentinom?" The Doctor turned to look at Amia, who was busy.

"If I forcibly go to the city like the last time Chernoberg, I may need to be mentally prepared."

"We can't get to Lentinium like we forced our way to the core city of Chernoborg." Amia shook her head with some regret, the structure of Lentinom was completely different from other mobile cities.

“...... So how did Misery and Logos get in?

"Doctor, please trust the abilities of our elite operators."

"If Huang is good at mobile warfare, Rosemary is the core of annihilation tactics. (Why would you have the idea of a war of annihilation for a pharmaceutical company, hey.)

"Then the above two Origin Stone Skill Masters are undoubtedly the most suitable for infiltration missions among all elite operators."

"When you see Misery's Source Stone technique once, you will understand why I say that."

"You may have heard of a so-called space spell in the Flame Mouth... This sums up somewhat's magical about Misery's source stone technique, but not all. "

“...... It sounds like a spec with Tianshuo's time spell. The Doctor recalled his previous days with Tianshuo.

"Well, there may still be some differences in the source stone skills of the two, haha..."

"Before joining Rhode Island, he even managed to infiltrate the underground cemetery of the ancient dynasty of Salgon."

"And Logos... He had his own most special methods, which could not be applied to any untrained sorcerer either.

"I think that as long as there is still a theory that there is a theory of life entering and leaving, there is no substantial wall that can stop them."

Amiya started the transmitter, and now that she is out of danger and can reactivate it.

"In addition, there is a special operator who will join us when we enter the city. But we probably won't be able to use her methods. Amia debugged the transmitter and received messages from outside.

"What we need to do now is to search for the Black Steel flying machine that fell nearby, and Miss Jessica found us an informant who could take us into Lentinom."

Amia handed the Doctor the record of the communication.

"According to the last distress signal from the aircraft, it is not far away, and I hope that the informant and the pilot will be safe and sound during these two days."

“...... Two days, not killed by the crash, now they are all dying, right? The Doctor looked at the record above, and the message Jessica sent was more than a day ago.

"Don't think so, Doctor."