Under the violent attack, the man holding the dagger was covered in wounds.
The originally decent suit turned into tattered strips of cloth, stained deep red by the dripping blood. What was looming underneath was a horrifying wound that was so deep that the bones could be seen. The blood on his face almost covered his sight, but he didn't dare to distract himself from wiping it off.
.
But none of these scars were caused by being hit by the opponent head-on. Just the wind pressure and sonic boom generated by the battle left his whole body covered with wounds that would be almost fatal to ordinary people.
I have been able to dodge until now without being killed head-on. Should this be classified as a miracle?
Vincent unexpectedly came up with such a weird idea in the midst of life and death, and then, the strong inner pressure of death swept over his heart again.
The mecha monster in front of him is a pure killing machine. All her logic is just to calculate the most efficient way to destroy. Vincent has faced various cold killers and powerful warriors, but when faced with a
When using cold-blooded weapons in the true sense, he actually felt that those former enemies were so gentle and polite.
Breathing violently, Vincent felt that his lungs had begun to burn, and even his heart and other tissues and organs were about to be reduced to ashes. His physical strength was already gone, and what was even more fatal was his psychological exhaustion.
, the attack of the robot scorpion is like an endless storm. She does not need to fight back, think or hesitate, or even breathe. Attacks carried out by humans will inevitably be interrupted, but for a machine,
No matter how intense the action was, it was just a series of simple reciprocating movements, and Vincent's physical strength was quickly consumed by the confrontation with such a tireless fighting machine.
After an upward attack was dodged, the cold-faced Scorpion woman crossed her hands and raised the two knives in her hands, raising half of her body high like an angry horse. The dazzling blue-white electric light on the blade crackled. She had seen this move before.
The powerful Vincent jumped away without hesitation, but this time, the opponent's moves changed. The electromagnetic explosion did not explode as expected. The fatal long knife instantly changed direction when it was halfway down, heading towards
He came here cut in half.
Subconsciously, Vincent raised the short knife in his hand and made a blocking gesture - this was the first time he had made such an action since the fight, because the danger brought to him by the two long knives was too great.
It was too strong, even so strong that it felt like you would die if you blocked it.
And what happened in the next second proved that this feeling was not illusory.
Amidst the ear-piercing sonic booms and metal explosions, the dagger forged from a special alloy instantly turned into a mess of metal wires, followed closely by the entire arm that turned into blood mist before it could react.
Without even a chance to scream, Vincent saw a black shadow coming towards him quickly, and was then severely knocked away.
The robot scorpion twisted its body and used its weird metal tail to whip away its opponent.
The man who was whipped horizontally flew through the air in a parabola of more than 100 meters, then crashed into a wooden door with the words "No Entry for Unused Persons" written on it, and disappeared into the darkness.
The scorpion woman who caused all this tilted her head, unconsciously shook her tail that had just been messed up, and flattened her mouth slightly depressed.
It seems...excessive force...The man-made materials in this world are really fragile...
"Kacha... Kacha... Kacha..."
The sound of the movement of mechanical limbs sounded faintly in the distance, like the footsteps of the God of Death stepping hard on his heart. Vincent, who was hiding in the utility room, was full of despair and smashed his left hand, which was dripping with blood.
He scratched his head, trying to use this method to keep himself away from the urging footsteps.
That monster...is coming...
Once upon a time, I had played the role of pushing the helpless weak to the brink of death, but who could have imagined that all this would happen to me today...
The other party is playing a cat and mouse game. This is something I just realized. The mechanical monster is so powerful. Her charging speed even reaches more than ten times the speed of sound. Steel cars and reinforced concrete walls are defeated.
The opponent was not even qualified to be distracted. Those two huge long knives were so powerful that the only result of his bold block was that his entire right arm was instantly cut into meat paste, including his own knives.
The short knife that was said to be forged from the strongest X-alloy also turned into a mess of metal wires.
Thinking of the strange scene of the dagger turning into a metal wire, Vincent felt a little confused at first, but soon, this doubt was dispelled by an astonishing fact:
Could it be that every time the mechanical scorpion swung its sword, it was actually nearly a thousand instant slashes?
What kind of technology can create such a murderous weapon that violates the common sense of physics!?
Facing such an enemy, can you persist for so long?
However, being chased by such a terrifying monster, he still survived to this day. Apart from the fact that the other party was teasing him, Vincent could not think of any reasonable explanation.
With a slight feeling of boredom, Vega swung her tail slightly and walked towards the utility room in front. In her scanning field of vision, the trembling enemy figure was clearly visible behind the wall.
Stupid life form...although the fighting ability is barely noticeable.
It's almost time to end the opponent's life. If we want to collect information about this new type of enemy, it has been completed a few minutes ago. This enemy's power only stops here. His spirit is on the verge of collapse. There is no point in continuing to exert pressure.
More information... in the future battle...
"Vega, did you hear that?"
Just when Vega had stood still and the tip of the tail on her back slowly opened, revealing the red crystal used for sniping inside, a sudden voice in her mind made her stop immediately.
"Stand by! Sir!"
"Has the enemy been eliminated?"
"No, sir!"
"What took so long?"
"Collect information, sir!"
"...Actually, you can say a few more words...at least you don't have to ask me a question and you can answer..."
"Understood, sir!"
There was silence on the other side for a moment, except for a banging sound that sounded like a wall being smashed.
"...Okay, come back..."
"As you command, sir!"
"...You should at least question what to do with the enemy who is still alive! Aren't you surprised at all?!"
"Vega carries out the order, sir!"
Then there was what sounded like a crowd of people smashing the wall at the same time...
After trembling in the shadow of death for several minutes, what Vincent heard was the sound of "clicking...clicking" metal limbs moving gradually away.
gone?
gone!
I was surprised at first, and then it was a huge surprise when the facts were confirmed.
That mysterious machine monster really retreated!
Of course Vincent would not think that the opponent was retreating because he could not find the target. Such an advanced machine that was far beyond human imagination would not be able to scan his way. In fact, hiding in the utility room was just a matter of course.
In order to seek some psychological comfort, the machine woman must have let him go for another reason... But the reasons are meaningless. The important thing is... that he survived... from being chased by a weird machine monster.
I had a lucky escape...
Yes, you should quickly report what happened today to your superiors. The appearance of such a machine monster that clearly does not belong to the human world in the city definitely means something. Even if you can't figure it out, the higher-ups of the organization may have some information...
But before that... I still have more troubles to solve... The effect of the emergency potion will soon end, and the heavy bleeding in my right arm will probably kill me... And the people from the supernatural team are also searching
Here, whether you can escape is a question that doesn't need to be answered... The superpower team... Can that scorpion... How is it possible, that is not something that human technology can create... Damn it, head
dizzy……
With a "clang" sound, Lin Xue closed the heavy red wooden door forcefully, completely strangling the faint music outside the door, and then briskly returned to her position.
This is a large office with bright lights and an elegant layout. The fully loaded bookshelves are stacked with a dizzying number of files. However, there are very mismatched stuffed bears hanging on the ornamental indoor landscape trees.
, the coffee pot next to me was steaming, and behind the large and outrageously corrupt semicircular boss's desk in front of me sat a half-immortal named Lin Xue.
No one would have thought that such a place, which apart from the sad stuffed toys, smelled like the office of a certain big 82 leader, would be the stronghold of the supernatural team established underground in a KTV.
Okay, actually I really want to complain about how ubiquitous the superpower team's strongholds are and why it's so surprising that I can dig out a superpower team contact point just 300 meters from my house and then turn down for 15 meters.
Distant facts.
It feels like the superpower group is like a certain kind of space magician called a "teleporter" who is theoretically quite rare, but in fact is a magical creature that can appear in any small village in the corner.
Okay, I'm so confused...
"First of all, we should celebrate that this operation finally failed!"
With a look on her face that she had finally returned to her own territory, Lin Xue sat triumphantly on her leather seat, her face as bright as the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning.
Based on this alone, you can imagine how many times this guy missed the target before we helped - from this, you should thank me as a great benefactor instead of giving me a flying kick as soon as you meet me and then saying without sincerity that this is just a person.
I'm so sorry for getting used to the moves and choosing a better move next time or something, damn girl!
"Then, let us denounce the stupid move of a big log suddenly cramping up and letting the enemy run away..."