At this distance, it is not difficult to hit one shot, but it is much more difficult to hit all three shots in a row, not to mention that each shot can accurately hit the place where you want to attack. Even a professional shooter can
There is no 100% guarantee under any circumstances.
But at this moment, Mailin seemed to have divine help, just like the sharpshooter in the story who hit the spot he wanted to aim at with all three shots!
After the gunfire, three holes were opened in the monster's face, chest and right leg by Mailin's attack.
Karl could clearly see that this monster in human skin staggered back two steps as if it had been hit with a hammer, its waist leaning back at an alarming angle. A normal person's body would never be able to bend like this.
Yes, the result is definitely hemiplegia!
But before the two of them could breathe a sigh of relief, the scene before their eyes brought their spirits back to the limit of tension.
Although the monster staggered back two steps, and although its waist was severely twisted after being shot three times, it did not fall to the ground and still stood on its feet in the corridor.
And when they took a closer look, they discovered that not even a drop of blood came out of the wound caused by the shooting.
Then the monster started to move. Its twisted upper body seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and then it was straightened back bit by bit.
After standing upright again, even though there was a hole in his face, the weird smile still didn't go away. A black sticky substance surged from the wound on his face, pushing the bullet stuck in his head bit by bit.
came out.
After the black object filled the wound, no sign of the previous injury could be found in just a few seconds. The two wounds on the body were repaired at the same time, and even the clothes were repaired.
It turns out that even this guy’s clothes were made of this kind of thing!
"Ding, ding, ding."
After three soft sounds, only three warheads were left on the ground.
After finishing repairing the body, the monster turned its eyes and looked at Mailin at the top of the stairs.
"Mr. Mailin, don't you want to take me out alive?"
At this time, what came out of Mrs. Lawn's appearance was a man's voice, which was full of a sense of contradiction. Moreover, the owner of this voice, Karl, still remembered that it was the voice that was thrown on the table by Mailin and swallowed by the window.
Thomas!
"Why did you shoot me!"
Then the monster in front of him asked with a sinister smile.
And now his voice is no longer just that of Thomas, it has undergone new changes.
Four male voices are mixed together, and four voices are shouting one sentence at the same time in one mouth, but the listener will not feel confused and can clearly distinguish which four voices are, which is extremely strange.
Unlike Karl, who only recognized Thomas's voice, Mailin directly recognized the owners of these four voices, who were the four boys who followed him into the building!
"What did you do to them!"
Strong fear drove Mailin, and he subconsciously continued to pull the trigger.
This revolver only had five rounds of ammunition, but after the last two gunshots, Mailin continued to pull the trigger as if he didn't notice it.
Under his hysterical shooting, neither shot hit.
"Boss, where are you going to shoot again?"
From the monster's mouth, four voices laughed at the same time.
Seeing that Mailin had no hope, Karl gritted his teeth and clenched his right fist and rushed towards the monster in front of him.
"Where are you running..."
Seeing Karl rushing towards him with bare hands and intending to punch him, before the monster could finish laughing, he was struck by the dagger that suddenly appeared in Karl's hand.
Yes, Karl looked like he had lost his mind and rushed over to beat this guy with his fists. If that was the case, he was indeed seeking death.
But this is not actually the case. At the same time as Karl waved his fist, a dagger suddenly appeared in his empty right hand. The original straight punch turned strangely, and this time the punch turned into a slash. This is exactly what happened.
The trick-changing skills in Phantom Knife!
The two of them were very close to each other originally, but the unprepared monster at this distance did not dodge at all, and took the knife honestly.
Moreover, the dagger was as sharp as it should be, and the monster's right arm was cut off completely with one blow.
"Hmm!" Originally, the monster didn't care about this slashing attack. After all, his body would not be seriously harmed by ordinary knives.
But it immediately realized that something was wrong. The right hand that fell to the ground lost contact with it. At the same time, there was a strange force on the wound that prevented the wound from healing.
"The power of dreams?"
When it sensed something was wrong, it immediately jumped back and moved away from Carl with its non-human level jumping power. This also caused Carl's second knife to miss.
"How could you have the power of dreams?" The monster looked at Karl doubtfully, and finally realized it when he saw the dagger in his hand.
"It turns out to be the [Decapitating Blade]." Then, like Marianne, it also realized something strange.
"How could you possibly be able to use the [Decapitating Blade]!" it asked in surprise.
"Don't assume that others can't do it just because you can't do it yourself." Through the monster's words, Karl learned the name of his weapon [Decapitation Blade], and also heard a new term [Dream Power].
"It doesn't matter, I don't care if you say it or not. When we become one, your nature will be mine."
Seeing the monster being so guarded against the dagger in his hand, Carl felt that just like Marianne in the theater before, he should be able to handle it.
But the next scene immediately overturned his estimate.
The monster that originally maintained the appearance of Mrs. Lawn instantly turned black. A black one-armed humanoid stood there. The thing that made up him was the same as the black viscous seen in the wound caused by Mailin's previous shooting.
Objects are the same.
Immediately, the black humanoid collapsed and fell to the ground into a puddle of black mud, surging and moving towards Karl. At the same time, this puddle of black mud also exuded a special smell. Although it smelled very sweet, it gave
People have a "disgusting" feeling, like a guy wearing heavy makeup and wearing too much perfume.
Although the speed is not fast, as it advances, the volume of black mud continues to increase, and it is only a matter of time before it fills up this corridor.
"Now we're in trouble." He knew at a glance that this was something he couldn't solve. Karl made a quick decision, turned around and ran away.
"Let's go!" When passing Mailin, Carl deliberately bumped into the dazed man.
It's a pity that Mailin has become mentally unstable due to losing control of his emotions. After seeing the changes in this thing, he was reminded of the Jack the Ripper battle 11 years ago. Now his eyes are full of shock and confusion.
He was frightened and didn't react at all to Karl's actions. After being knocked down, he still mechanically pulled the revolver without ammunition in his hand, as if this could give him a sense of security.