The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 172 Dark Road
The reason why the Xinzheng faction came here is because of their belief in the curse blade, and the appeal ability of the curse blade on the entire fellow is not weak.There are fans all over the source force envoys, although most of them will not give up their foundation and future to hang out with her, but now they heard that Curseblade has been promoted to branch manager.

And reached a mutual cooperation agreement with the car owner who owns a train.

Fame, future, profit, plus the current shortage of manpower for the curse blade.

Their leader, Richardson, decided to join them.

The icing on the cake is not as good as giving charcoal in the snow.

Although it is far from the situation of sending charcoal in a timely manner, the first association to join will still be reused.

"We are still short of manpower, we need more soldiers."

Richardson said this, the beautiful boy with a pure sense of melancholy squatted on the ground, facing the portable sand table formed by the source force, explained to Gwen who didn't understand or pretended to understand: "Sniper Cat The best time to rendezvous with the Old Countryman is three hours later, this time has great maneuverability, the monsters summoned this time include not only demons but also devils, and they will use this time to set up traps."

I understand the trap.

Gwen glanced at him.

"So this trough is very dangerous. If we want to go down, the two sides are the perfect time to outflank..."

He uttered a series of technical terms, a series of data, and a large number of information on the hoarding and consumption of bullets that interested utopians.

In Gwen's ears, in the end, it only became the strategy game version of "a drum beat, the left and right ambushes came out, and they shot indiscriminately"...

He wasn't really interested in how the monster would ambush.

But because Richardson is new here, it is not easy to cheer up the other party's interest, so he had to patiently widen his eyes, smile, and make a performance of listening carefully, which makes people feel good when they look at it.

The other party also looked at him more and more pleasing to the eye.

They walked around the edge of the car, checked the placement of machine guns and so on.

Gwen doesn't know how well the cat lights are arranged, but in short, the smile on Richardson's good-looking face is getting less and less, and the frown is getting more and more frowning, and you know that the cats have indeed reached the level of stretching their hips. An unacceptable level.

"It's going to be rearranged."

He said so.

Gwen thought to herself: I want to go back to eat ice cream and watch TV series with the manul.

But there was no other way at this time, so while driving the car, he took Richardson around again. The members of the Xinzheng faction had quite a lot of experience in how to use traps and use traps. With their help , and quickly upgraded the fortifications again.

……

Having the ability to manipulate train buildings is quite useful for building fortifications.

The rangers asked Gwen to build a one-meter-high arc-shaped wall, so as to have enough shooting range and a flexible barrier.

The narrow passage is a bit crowded for ordinary Utopians in full armor, but it is an easy passage for armored squirrels. As long as you ride on it, you can rush to the rescue of the Sniper Cat within a minute. above all borders.

……

After setting up the line of defense, Gwen went to catch the cat Varo again.Caught in the small courtyard serving as the center of defense, Cursed Blade and Richardson were sitting and preparing for it.Gwen has already started the train, and in about twenty or thirty minutes it will crash into the thick wave of monsters surrounding the Old Countryman.

"Meow, what are you doing!"

The fat cat was dragged by its beard by Gwen. If it was an ordinary cat lamp, it would have already greeted it with a paw.

Gwen let go and patted the other person's stomach:

"Will you come to help when we break through in a while?"

"Help?" She widened her eyes.

Gwen put it another way: "Help me kill some monsters."

"Meow! Cats like this the most, but cats only fight elites, meow!"

As soon as this sentence came out, both Cursed Blade and Richardson, who were maintaining their weapons, were shocked.

What kind of cat lamp is this?
This kind of cat really exists in this world, and those who fight are the elite! 'Type of cat light?

Gwen also looked a little surprised.

The cat Varo patted his stomach, and the cat's ears trembled: "Meow, cats can gain adventure experience by beating monsters, so that the cat's strength can increase. But the problem is, the cat has no experience in fighting mobs now, meow haha Ha ha!"

I don't know why the fat cat is smiling so happily.

Gwen gave him a blank look.

Sure enough, it is still a cat lamp, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.Killing the mobs has brought out the experience protection.

"Mao Lantern, do you still have the type to fight?"

At this time, Richardson probably felt that he had made money by being on this train. Such a big furry creature, who can even speak Utopian language, can finally go to the battlefield. This kind of creature is worth the fare just by looking at it. .

"Meow! You can call me a cat, the cat Valo!"

The cat lamp is a completely different type of "powerful creature" in the traditional sense. Even with the combat power to be able to face the lizard head-on, the cat Valo is very good at communication.

With a reassuring cat smile, he explained: "Among cats, there is no such thing as a fighting type. The most basic classification of cats is that they do not have a 'combat function', but the adventurous and pioneering cats will have certain abilities." Combat ability, because rich fat cats are all pioneer cats, which require certain combat capabilities."

Being able to get Mao Deng to explain it in person, this should be regarded as a relatively authoritative explanation.

Even Richardson, who is not very clear about the cat lamp group, can understand the function of the cat lamps.

The ecology of cat lamps is a highly civilized biological group. They have their own language, their own characters, and their own ethnic customs, etc., as well as all kinds of weird legends.Cat lamps have always been a race attached to a powerful civilization. Through their own particularity and irreplaceability, or "things that can be copied but are easy for cat lamps" as highlights, In exchange for a sufficiently free atmosphere and sufficient caring policies.

There are variants or subspecies of cat lights all over the multifaceted universe.

They float in the entire multifaceted universe, land on planets with no one or people, and use their unique ley line energy to develop the potential of the planet.

Parallel worlds are a characteristic of the occult world. It must become a occult world to establish a sky screen. Only with a sky screen can parallel time and space be established, and a closed space loop can be created to connect with the multi-faceted universe.

The responsibilities of the cat lamps are actually the roles of pioneers and pioneers.

"Therefore, it is normal for cats to have a breed that can fight!"

Cat Varro puffed out his stomach.

"Then what kind are you?"

Gwen noticed that Curseblade avoided the word 'breed'. Obviously Curseblade didn't know much about cat lamps, and cat lamps never taboo against the word 'breed'.

The cat Valo patted his head: "Meow, the cat is a cat called a villager cat lamp! It belongs to the cat lamp type that is better at fighting. For some reason, cats have the urge to take risks and have the desire to fight. impulse!"

……

The cat Varo went out to prepare for enchanting.

Curseblade, who had never seen this cat fighting, was a little skeptical: "Will this cat lamp really go to the battlefield?"

On the contrary, Richardson, who is not familiar with it, is more confident: "I have never seen a small cat lamp that grows so big. She is a bit similar to a big cat lamp. Then the fighting power should be a bit similar."

……

A sea of ​​monsters.

If you want to describe the tide of monsters surrounding the Old Countryman, ocean is a good word. It's not a secret, but a group of monsters about one or two meters apart attacking the train.

Long Yan glanced over, but couldn't see the source.

A petite woman appeared behind him: "Long Yan."

She spoke very softly and calmly, as if she wasn't talking to the driver.

"Clear a driveway, the mind flayers are coming back."

"..."

Faced with this almost command sentence, Long Yan was not angry, he turned his head, moved his left hand wearing a chain armor glove, and a question came out from the nothingness under the helmet: "Is Gwen's identity a mind flayer? Are you sure?"

"Nothing is [-]% certain. Gwen's features are [-]% similar to those of the latest mind flayer."

"So you made a gamble?"

Ninety-five percent similarity is nothing, even very low.To identify a reincarnated body of a strange story, at least a [-]% similarity rate is required to determine a [-] to [-]% chance.

Guai Tan is the source of power.

Source power is the power of the heart, under the blessing of this power, people will be subtly infected.As a result, it is getting closer and closer to the characteristics of the reanimated body of the source force. The most critical incident of the entire old countryman before is the blood of the ghost witch. some masculine traits.

There are also [-]% of the male source of permanent power.

It can be said to be an extremely serious pollution of ghost stories.

"It's not even a gamble."

The woman replied, "If this is considered a gambling table, we only paid the average consumption per game. We have just entered the game, and we haven't seen the river of cards dealt yet."

"Hope your gamble pays off."

Long Yan sighed with a rare bit of anger, and at the same time slowly raised his hand, sensing the direction of the source force.

A few seconds passed.

He asked a little puzzled: "That Gwen, the source of force on his body doesn't seem to be... source of force?"

"It means that the possibility of our winning the bet has increased a bit, so hurry up, Long Yan."

……

There are a lot of monsters.

Gwen thought so, and even Richardson looked a little hesitant.

On the contrary, Curse Blade is full of confidence.

"Through Laura's relationship, we found someone to help us open the way."

"Open the way?" Richardson couldn't help asking, "With so many monsters, who can help us open the way?"

"Hey."

……

After about five or six minutes.

A cloud of glowing flames emerged in the sky, and at the same time, a suffocating force continued to spread.

A burst of power that made Gwen's instinctive palpitations continuously vented out through the clouds.

but……

It doesn't seem to be as invincible as it used to be.

Gwen clearly realized that the gap between herself and Long Yan had been narrowed!
Although Long Yan was also improving at a very fast speed when he was improving, but in short, this time his progress was faster than Long Yan, so from this flame of source power control that is more terrifying than before, In the clouds, what I feel is not the past 'death' fear, but a certain sense of danger.

Will not die because of this AOE.

thought Gwen.

……

The power of the flames was vividly displayed in Long Yan's hands.

Fire has always been a symbol of power, of unimaginable horrors.Its destructive power is the first kind of power 'close to magic' recognized by human beings who do not have mysticism.It is a deterrent force, a destructive force, and a pure natural disaster that destroys an area.

When fire rained down in the sky, even demons and demons with standard fire resistance were extremely afraid.

The power attached by the origin of the dragon flame made the fire rain fall continuously like some kind of small meteorite rain.

The entire area has been devastated.

……

Long Yan will definitely get retribution for destroying afforestation.

thought Gwen.

The originally well-greened plant belt ignited a raging fire, and the scorching heat seemed to dry out the eyes just by looking at it.

And the effect formed after the fire rain landed is like a hip-hop dance studio above the room. emergency call.The line of sight in front of him began to bump constantly, as if riding a bicycle through uneven and watery ground caused a sense of loss of control.

Steamy clouds and mist kept floating up.

After the smoke.

A horrible scene has already appeared on the ground. Apart from the Utopia rails that have been strengthened by magic, dozens of scorched earth pits have appeared around, just like the land that has been bombarded by cluster artillery fire.The soil that was turned over was mixed with the scorched blackness of the monster, just like the scabs of human wounds.

"Full speed ahead!"

Gwen called to Shadow.

Petunia popped a head out of it, then sank in again.

Cumulus clouds similar to volcanic eruptions erupted from the main tower at the front of the car, and the overall temperature of the front compartment seemed to have increased by a few degrees.

"coming."

boom -

The train suddenly ran out of high speed, and the bump lasted only half a second before being canceled by the witch's excellent (or magical) characteristics.

The whole train drove down the railway to the land that had been baptized by the power of Long Yan once.

The monster that was emptied for a short time rushed forward like a tide.

The monsters know that such a small train alone is rare.

Almost instantly, the sound of patter, patter and thump sounded on both sides of the train, and monsters climbed onto the train one by one. Even though many were thrown off by the high temperature and high speed, many of them managed to climb up a little bit.

At the same time, the sound of machine guns began to sound, pouring out the bullets that the residents of Utopia had spent a long time saving.

In Gwen's world, people spend money to meet their daily needs.

The same is true in Utopia, except that money has become bullets, water, electricity, food and housing have become 'killing monsters for survival'.

That's it.

(End of this chapter)