Minjia began to walk down the distant mountain. The distance he agreed to with Krel was...500 meters!

The conditions for victory and defeat have also been changed. As long as they can kill Minjia three times, they will win.

Minjia only needs to break into Krell's formation in three deaths, even if Minjia wins.

Krell discussed it with his subordinates and then reached a consensus - that once monsters like Minjia rushed into the crowd, they had no chance of winning!

Just look at the SAT troops that were forcibly entered by Sato.

Minjia walked five hundred meters away, looked at Krell and the others who were waiting for the battle in front of him, and took a deep breath.

A layer of black mist poured out from his body, covering his body surface, forming a set of pitch-black armor, with only two eye beads exposed.

In Minjia's eyes, he was wearing black armor, but in the eyes of ordinary people, he was still the same.

This is called...the emperor's battle suit!

What Minga challenges is the self who is a sub-human and a perfect life, and what he challenges is his own limits.

Of course, there are all methods to use them.

An illegal man who acted as a referee, saw that both sides were in place, slowly raised the signal gun in his hand.

Seeing this, Minjia, who was attacking, his muscles tightened slightly and slowly breathed.

Krell and the others on the defense also held the weapons in their hands tightly, and several steel monsters also pointed their muzzles at the figures in the distance.

"Swish!" The red signal flare rushed straight into the sky!

Min Jia exerted force under his feet, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot. The next moment, countless shells fell in his original position.

"Boom boom boom..."

Minjia put his arms in front of him and rushed out of the fire ball that exploded from the shells intact.

Suddenly, Minjia felt a cold needle sensation coming from his brain, and subconsciously turned his head to the side.

"call out!"

A bullet rubbed his face armor and flew into the fire ball behind him.

But just by rubbing, Min Jia felt that the black fog-face armor he had condensed had been broken.

The next moment, countless senses of crisis came from all over the body.

Minjia's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body flashed to the side at a speed that ordinary people could not achieve.

Countless bullets passed by him, and a RPG with tail flame landed beside him, and a ball of fire exploded.

Gravels and metal fragments hit Minjia's black armor, making a crackling sound.

Minjia was in a ghostly figure, holding a black fog shield, Chengzhizi moved, and quickly approached Krell and the others' positions.

Although Minjia's speed was fast, his movements were clearly presented to Krell and the others as soon as he pulled away.

Countless missiles, grenades, bullets, like predictions, formed a wall and blocked Minjia's route.

These subordinates of Crael are not those civilian troops who have not received professional training, either excellent veterans or famous mercenaries.

In terms of experience, it is not much different from those regular troops.

Faced with the rain of bullets that were being photographed, Minjia had to jump back with a moment of foot, letting the explosion light push him back.

An experienced sniper suddenly burst into flames at the muzzle of the anti-equipment sniper rifle in his hand.

Minjia, who was unable to dodge in mid-air, only felt the big shield in his hand tremble. A bullet penetrated the big shield and tore the armor on his abdomen, and flew out from behind him with a large piece of minced meat and blood.

"Puff!" Minjia squirted blood into the face armor.

He felt that his spine had been broken by a bullet, and his abdomen was almost hollowed out by that bullet.

If it weren't for the Black Mist Armor that fixed his body, he would have said goodbye to his lower body now.

Not long after it was just now, I was injured so severely. Minjia admitted that he did look down on the modern world without extraordinary power.

Although there is no extraordinary power in the modern world, ordinary humans use their own wisdom to create weapons... can kill gods!

The next second, Minjia's feet wrapped in armor stood on the ground again, and his hollow abdomen just regenerated, covering the black fog armor again.

Compared to being beaten into two pieces, this kind of regeneration after being fixed by the armor is much faster and consumes less vitality.

Several strong men stood up, carrying six heavy weapons that were spinning rapidly.

The next moment, a roar like a tearing cloth sounded on the battlefield. The unique roar made everyone who knew what the sound represented shock their bodies.

Battlefield meat grinder, infantry killer... Gatlin!

The super-fire rate of fire almost all the tracer bullets separated by apart are connected into lines.

The orange-yellow "Pipian" swept towards Minjia.

The strong sense of power and power was so stimulating that Min Jia's head was almost blown up. He had a premonition that once he was "washed" by this light column, his first life would be gone!

Minjia kept moving left and right, avoiding the orange light.

The steel giant beasts that had been reloaded did not need to aim, and roared at the approximate direction of Minjia.

A ball of fire exploded beside Minjia, swallowing his figure...

"Bang bang bang..."

"Boom boom boom..."

If Minka goes all out at a distance of five hundred meters, he believes that he can rush through within ten seconds.

But if there are guns and gunfires in this five hundred meters range, and gunfire is scrubbing the floor...

Thirty seconds passed, and Minjia rushed out more than a hundred meters.

During this period, he was resurrected once!

This is what is prepared, the roar of ordinary humans to extraordinary life!

Krell roared, his body trembled with the roaring Vulcan cannon. He pressed the trigger and never let it go. The bullets were fired out like money.

He swears that he had never had such a good time in the first half of his life!

Compared to this refreshing stock, what is the money you get paid for?

Money that cannot bring yourself happiness is meaningless like waste paper!

Two hundred meters...

Three hundred meters...

Four hundred meters...

The distance was closer, Krell and his team's firepower became stronger, and Minga could dodge less.

No matter which direction, there are bullets and explosions.

Minjia can only choose the direction with the least sense of crisis and sprint forward.

The black fog armor on his body has been almost always in a state of being broken and repaired. The armor protected his body is not much better, and he has never stopped regeneration and recovery.

Five hundred meters...!

The roar that resounded through the sky suddenly came to an abrupt end, so quiet that the roar echo just now could be heard.

It's Minka who won!

The black fog armor on his body dissipated, and Minjia walked to Krell, who was sweating profusely and flushed.

"Mingasan, you are such a... monster!" Krell rubbed his numb hands and breathed heavily.

In the face of this praise, Minka showed a meaningful smile and said something lightly.

Just finished speaking,

Krell's body shook, his breathing suffocated, and then a more heavy and hot breathing sounded.

At this moment, only Minjia's words were echoing in his mind.

"Then...you...

………I want to~ do you want~?”

………
Chapter completed!