Chapter 135 The troops are divided into three groups
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The women around him even let out a cry of fear that they couldn't suppress.
"Pula, what's in the belly of the ship? Do you know?"
The female storm warrior shook her head: "I don't know, a lot of spider-like things came so suddenly. In the blink of an eye, they were all over the ship, crawling over from the ventilation ducts, from the side of the ship, from the ceiling, and all kinds of places. I just
He killed a few spiders and was knocked over."
Mark had a vague guess. There shouldn't be a female spider's nest at that location, right?
Suddenly, in the next moment, more than ten spiritual lights appeared in Mark's perception.
"Be careful!" Mark only had time to roar, and strands of spider threads shot out from all the dark corners.
Mark was actually fine. Mini's shadow suddenly appeared next to him. Countless spiritual threads were criss-crossing, protecting Mark and the three women behind him tightly. The seemingly thinner spiritual threads could easily be shot.
The spider silk is cut open and cut into pieces.
The four people in the back group were much more panicked.
Whether it was Pula or the two heroic knights, it was obvious that they were not very adaptable to this kind of attack. They were a little busy shooting down the spider silk with their weapons in a corner, but ignored the safety of the poor guard.
"Ah! Help..." the guard screamed, but his voice stopped suddenly.
When Mini used her spiritual thread to kill more than a dozen spiders hiding in the ventilation ducts and the outer walls of the cruise ship, everyone discovered that the guard was actually scared to death.
He was too weak and frightened.
This way of death is destined to lead to no salvation.
"Alas." Mark sighed softly and looked at this little spider.
The spider's body is in the shape of a black and white ring, and its eight legs are obviously not ordinary, showing a sharp blade shape.
The spiders ranged in size from the size of a rice cooker to the size of a fist. Only then did Mark notice that the ventilation ducts were already covered with spider silk.
These weird evil spiders walk on their own spider silk, achieving the effect of making no sound.
At this moment, Mark heard another explosion, and the sound seemed to be closer.
Mark was delighted: "Conrad! I'm here."
"Here we come." A rich voice came from far away.
A minute later, Conrad's burly figure appeared in front of Mark.
Mark noticed that there was a long bloodstain on the giant man's shoulder: "How is your injury?"
The giant man said in a loud voice: "Young Master, the wound is not poisonous and is not a problem. The wound has solidified."
Mark insisted: "Take care of the wound. Our opponent has spiders."
Conrad did as he was told and spat: "Damn it, I got some zombie victims."
As soon as the two parties talked, Mark realized that Conrad had a slight back. The place he entered was on the lower level, which was the warehouse area. Not only were there maze formations, but there were also some pre-existing protective formations, which hindered his progress.
"You mean you blasted open the door and walls all the way and ran out?"
"Yes. I heard your signal, eldest master, but there is obviously something wrong. I found it by intuition."
"..."
Conrad returned to being reckless, but his intuition was equally amazing, replacing insight and perception.
Is this how one force defeats ten skills?
In any case, the addition of Conrad has significantly improved the strength of this team.
"I wonder what happened to Abner and Vivian."
Mark didn't know that he was scolded badly.
The other side.
"Boom boom boom!"
Continuous explosions could be heard.
A green illusory claw that was the size of a car pounced towards the head, and its sharp scream made it full of power even before it could kill it.
Vivian tried her best, and with the blessing of the power of the night, she pushed her agility to the extreme and was able to barely escape this blow.
"squeak--"
Not only was the iron plate wall hit, but even the 10mm thick I-beam used as a support was twisted into a twist in the blink of an eye.
In the dust that was rising all over the sky, many steel nails and iron lumps were shot out like a machine gun.
After finally escaping, Vivian was horrified and couldn't help but yelled: "Ahem! Where did that bastard Mark go?"
"Maybe he broke out of the maze and ran to save people, right?" Abner's voice came from far away. There were constant flashes of light on his side, and it was obvious that he was also entangled by some elite demons.
"I can't bear the siege of the enemy here, and that boy ran to save the woman, right?" Vivian complained to herself in a low voice: "If he dares to do this, I will definitely kill him when I turn around."
"The greater the pressure on our side, the smoother things will go on Mark's side." Abner waved his sword and cut an elite demon in two pieces. He raised what looked like a short-barreled shotgun in his left hand.
He fired a shot at a giant bloody eye on the wall diagonally above him.
"Bang!"
The golden beam of light was like an exaggerated dragon spear thirty meters long, accurately piercing the illusory eye.
There was a faint scream in the void. Even if the opponent did not appear in front of him, Judge Abner was very sure that he had hurt the opponent.
"Hold on! Vivian." Since the last time he worked as a coolie, but protected Mark from blowing up the [Lair], Abner has a mysterious trust in Mark's ability to find the enemy's leader.
"Bastard Mark, you have to succeed! Otherwise, I will die and become a ghost." Vivian muttered angrily.
Mark on the other side sneezed.
"Meow, who is cursing me!" Mark said casually, causing the three women behind him to tremble.
Anweina said weakly: "A curse?"
"Uh, no, I feel like this should be a blessing from my pig teammates. My curse resistance is very high."
Mark looked into the deep ship channel, and he felt the change in the flow of fate.
After changing his job to Destiny Predator, he became more and more sensitive to this change.
"What's wrong?" Conrad asked.
"I'm going to act alone." Mark's words made the three women shudder. When they heard his reasons, they were helpless: "If I delay here any longer, all the hostages will be killed. Moreover,
I think I've found an enemy lair."
Mark can sense Alanzo's state, and the guy is trapped.
In the restless and swaying heart of the girl, she naturally hopes that her sweetheart will come only for her and accompany her until she is out of danger. This is the most ideal.
Mark is obviously not this kind of character. Although he didn't say it, the three women could guess that he should be shouldering a more important task.
Mark turned to Conrad: "I'll leave them to you for now. If I launch an attack, those damn big spiders won't have time to harvest the lives of the hostages."
"Okay." Conrad said concisely.
Mark nodded to the other four people, then kicked his legs and flew out with an exaggerated step of ten meters in one step.
"Ah!" the three women exclaimed. It was only then that they realized how seriously they were holding Mark back.
Sure enough, as soon as Mark moved, countless large and small spiders around him immediately started to stir.
They quickly shuttled through all the dark corners, ventilation ducts, and outer walls of the ship, trying to go around and intercept Mark.
It's a pity that their opponent is Mini.
With Mark's body as the center, within a radius of 20 meters, whether behind a steel wall or through a thick ventilation pipe, sections of strange spiritual threads appeared out of thin air, easily cutting those fast-running spiders into several pieces.
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To deal with a boss with a hard body, Mini's spiritual thread attack power may not be enough. To deal with this small evil, Mini is the most terrifying weapon.
Wherever Mark went, it was like a series of firecrackers, the sound of spider limbs falling, and a crackling sound.
The three Anweina girls were stunned by this momentum.
"Is this Mark's strength?"
Conrad proudly said: "No, this is not even a warm-up for the young master."
Here, under the guidance of the fate dice, Mark rushed towards the belly of the ship without hesitation. He didn't know what was there, but the fate dice would not trick him anyway.
【18】Point.
A subtle point that made Mark confident.
The return is not as high as 20 points, and the risk is not necessarily that high either.
The scenery at the edge of the field of vision became like a fleeting glimpse as Mark's body flew by quickly. Passing through the spacious VIP area and following the stairs to the lower floor, the passage immediately became narrow, especially when entering the staff dormitory.
It makes people feel even more uncomfortable.
No small evil demon dared to attack Mark. When the purification lantern was turned on to its maximum power, spiders that dared to jump out of the darkness would be instantly evaporated. And their sharp long legs would immediately become fuel for the centipede lantern.
This sudden advance has entered a state of perfect cycle.
"Woo!" A demon that looked like a mummy suddenly jumped out from behind a door nearby. Unfortunately, it was far from reaching Mark and was cut into pieces by Mini.
Mark quickly rushed to the fourth floor below the deck and finally arrived at the warehouse area.
As soon as he rushed in, Mark was shocked.
"This thing is damned."
In the warehouse area, which is three stories high and as big as three basketball courts side by side, there is a terrifying thing that looks like a stomach bag hanging.
Mark didn't know what it was. It looked like a devil's stomach and lungs.
Near the side of the ship, two huge openings are constantly 'breathing'. The sky-high black mist is constantly being sucked in from outside the ship, and the debris contained in it, including some poor people, will be retained inside by this stomach pouch.
, and the purified black mist will be sprayed out of the ship again, lingering around the entire ship.
Just when Mark wanted to take a closer look, the signs of crisis suddenly came. Mark didn't even think about it and rushed directly into the warehouse area.
His refusal to retreat but to advance clearly exceeded the opponent's budget.
It wasn't until the dust dispersed that Mark discovered that what had just fallen from the sky and attacked him was an absurdly large spider demon.
16 scarlet eyes stared at him.
At this moment, a mental shock wave that made him extremely uncomfortable rushed into the spiritual sea like an overwhelming force.
"Hiss!"
Where Mark stood half a second ago, the thick metal deck on the ground was easily torn apart by the giant spider's claws.
Mark relied entirely on the pull of Mini's spiritual thread to escape this fatal blow.
Tonight is over, don’t wait. I can’t finish writing.