Zhang Lang instinctively wanted to hide, but he couldn't escape at all!
What was shot out of that huge firearm was not a bullet, but a thick laser!
In an instant, Zhang Lang's vision was filled with a dazzling white light, and he felt that half of his body had lost consciousness!
And the house sealed by the magic of the law was completely broken. The thick beam of light shot through the wall, disturbed a sparrow, extended all the way, and hit the mountain thousands of meters away, burning the trees and melting the rocks.
, burned out a melting hole with a diameter of several meters and an unfathomable depth!
After everything calmed down, Olivia's room was in a mess. The big hole burned in the wall was still dripping lava. Looking along the straight path from the molten hole to the laser cannon in the killer's hand, there was a clearly visible line on the ground.
Carbonized black line.
Zhang Lang, who was originally on this line, had lost his entire right arm and half of his chest, and his skin and flesh at the wound were scorched and sealed, and he fell behind the charred sofa; before he could push him away completely, old Charol also
He fell on the other end, with burnt marks on his body, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead; the Stitch Monster behind him had been beaten into pieces of flesh and blood, the little witch on his shoulders had also fallen off, and his legs were missing from the knees down, so he could only lie down.
On the ground, his face looked painful.
"hehe……"
The killer crossed Zhang Lang and walked towards the witch. Taking advantage of the damaged light source and the reappearance of the shadow, he stored the huge super weapon and murmured to himself:
"If possible, I really don't want to use this positron cannon... It takes a lot of points to charge it once... I hope the kill reward can make up for this loss..."
At this time, Olivia sat up with difficulty and muttered something, but the severe pain stimulated her nerves, making it difficult for her to sing her magic smoothly. The killer would not give her this chance, so he rushed forward and blocked the master.
The little witch's throat lifted up the body that had lost its legs and became lighter.
"If I'm to blame, it's because you are too valuable. Although the main mission only gives you more than 300 points, but considering that you are proficient in so many spells, you are probably worth more than 500 points in the second-level world..."
The killer took out the knife again and pointed it at Olivia's struggling face:
"Be my score and become the food for the Soul-Eating Blade!"
As he spoke, he was about to stab him with a knife, but suddenly, he felt the scene in front of him change. When he came back to his senses, the little witch was no longer in front of him, but a tall man with half of his clothes burned off.
, the right arm and chest were exposed, looking very strange.
"Isn't he dead?"
Doubts arose in the killer's heart, and his head fell with gravity. What came into his eyes was a man wearing a brown vest... "This clothes... looks familiar..."
Then, he completely lost consciousness...
Poof, the killer's corpse, whose head was turned 180 degrees, fell to the ground. Zhang Lang walked up and grabbed the collar of the back of the neck of the little witch Olivia, who was about to fall, with one hand to prevent her from falling to the ground, and looked down.
:"Your leg……"
"Don't carry me in this position, it's so embarrassing!"
Olivia gritted her teeth and said: "My legs can recover, but it will take time. I'm in too much pain and can't concentrate on casting spells... There are painkillers in the iron box under the coffee table, bring them to me."
Zhang Lang did not immediately follow her instructions, but first took out the revolver from his waist, slapped the knife on the corpse on the ground, hit it from the head to the heart and spine, and stepped on it twice to confirm.
After feeling completely dead, he carefully placed the little witch on the sofa and helped her get the painkillers.
At this time, a groan was heard not far away. Zhang Lang turned around warily and found that it was old Charol. This unfortunate neighbor was actually still alive!
He walked over and found that the old guy was similar to him. Half of his body was burned, the wounds were scorched black, and his internal organs were severely damaged. It was a miracle that he was still breathing...
Zhang Lang carefully picked up the old man and came to the witch who had just taken the painkillers and was casting a spell on herself: "Save him, your old client!"
Olivia glanced at him and shook her head: "It's hopeless... My ability is not a miracle, and it takes time to heal. He won't be able to survive that time..."
Zhang Lang frowned, carefully put down Old Charol, lowered his head and rummaged through the killer's body, but found nothing. This guy's equipment and props were all hidden in the shadows.
"Damn reincarnator, he doesn't even have a recovery potion!"
Zhang Lang cursed, and old Charol was shocked. He took his last breath and said, "You... are also a reincarnation? Then why do you want to protect her?"
Zhang Lang was shocked when he heard this, and his pupils shrank: "Do you know what I'm talking about?"
In the mission world, reincarnators cannot disclose information about the altar and the real world. Even if they did, the natives would not be able to understand it or misinterpret it into other meanings... Zhang Lang is relatively unconstrained by the altar.
It's so strict, but at most it can only briefly mention the characteristics of reincarnation without revealing details... This old man has a concept of the term reincarnation and knows the content of the task, which means...
"I am also a reincarnation person!" Charol coughed up a mouthful of blood: "Are we... on different missions?" When he said this, he did not avoid Olivia at all, because he knew that she would not understand...
"It's indeed different..." Zhang Lang narrowed his eyes and became murderous. He originally thought that Charol was an indigenous figure, but he didn't expect that he was actually a reincarnation. He probably brought someone into the world when he came to this world.
The fate of an individual... Just like his identity as a police officer, his identity is that of Charol, Olivia's neighbor!
Since he is a reincarnator, Zhang Lang has no reason to let him live.
"I have a request……"
Old Charol didn't notice Zhang Lang's murderous intention, and said with his last strength:
"My real name is Charles, Charles Meagher. I live on Bute Street in the East District of Sky City. I can't go back. If you have the opportunity to go there, I hope to tell my wife, Lena Meagher, that I
There is some personal money hidden in the second row and third grid of the TV background wall... Then, I'm sorry, I love her..."
"Do you love her?" Zhang Lang frowned: "Have you ever thought that those who died in your hands also had lovers and relatives waiting for them to return?"
"No...I...I..." Old Charol struggled to argue, but when he became agitated, his internal organs deteriorated and his remaining vitality was rapidly depleted. In the end, he couldn't say anything, and his head tilted.