Chapter 550: Youth blood inspirational drama

"Boom!" A black shadow smashed the ground from high altitude, metal fragments flying across!
Even the hard alloy floor is recessed into a big pit, showing the strong impact.
"Cough! Cough! This ... this is impossible!" Morsi coughed out blood in the big pit and looked up hard at Spartak still suspended above him, his eyes full of disbelief.
At this time, Morsi not only twisted his right arm strangely, his armor was also torn, and his body was covered with bruises.
Especially a slash that cut almost his entire waist, and even saw the scorched black energy knife marks of the internal organs, making him completely unable to stand up.
"Huh ~ Huh ~" Spartak fell slowly, panting and kneeling on the ground. He was also wounded in many places. Apart from no fatal injuries, there were only more scars than Morsi.
The look on his face at this time was also very complicated.
Should I be surprised? But the feeling of being out of control made him creepy.
Should I be afraid? But the excitement deep inside cannot be faked.
He has no doubt at this moment, he really encountered an unexplainable mysterious event, the mysterious man who claimed to sign a contract with him really fulfilled his promise.
It's just the price of getting this power ... Is it really using your own body or even your soul ...
Recalling the experience of just a few times involuntarily, Spartak can only think that his soul was indeed controlled by the devil ...
In fact, the mechanical worm that just completed the "possession" operation naturally has no time for any delicate micro-operations, and even the nervous system of the Lane people has not yet been parsed.
However, after all, he has rich "enhanced" experience for humanoid life, so in a short time, Spartak was transformed into a pseudo "Wolverine" to strengthen the moving bones of the limbs and form a simplified driving device in the body. It is very simple.
Nie Yun also used this to improve Spartak's combat effectiveness and carry out remote "character control"!
"Hiss ~ What did I see? The lower-level fighters actually won?"
"Yes ... is it luck? Obviously it looks weaker ..."
"This guy seems to have a beast-like instinct. Those slayings were actually hidden by the slightest difference, otherwise he might be lying down now."
"It's a good luck guy to jump from a low-level fighter to a high-level fighter."
"..."
In the shock and discussion of the following people, Spartak moved the scarred body with difficulty and walked to Morsi, raising the energy weapon on his arm and aiming at him.
"It's over, Morsi!" Spartak looked at Morsi coldly.
Even if he has a slightly complicated guilt for him, the enemy is the enemy, and being kind to the enemy is cruel to himself. Such people have long been eliminated by brutal wars and trials.
"Huh ..." Morsi smirked.
No matter how the other party defeats itself, failure is equal to death, which is a consensus that all Ryan warriors are accustomed to.
Being able to become bronze-level fighters, each one is an elite stepping out of the sea of ​​Daoshan step by step. The long brutal battle has already made them look down on life and death.
Not only the life and death of the enemy or comrade-in-arms, but also their own life and death ...
"Tell me, where is Sula, how are you treating her?"
Hearing Spartak's questioning, Morsi had a strange look on his face, and the corners of his mouth had a touch of arc.
Seeing Morsi's weird expression, Spartak's heart sank suddenly.
Could it be ...
"Damn, you bastard!" Spartak roared.
Just as Spartak was about to pull the trigger and kill Morsi, a familiar voice suddenly entered his ears.
"Spartak!"
Spartak shuddered, turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came, and at the next moment he saw the figure that made him careless ...
This is a tall female Ryan, wearing a very handsome Huconian dress. From the perspective of the Ryan's aesthetic, this is definitely a beauty.
"Sura!" A flash of surprise flashed in Spartak's eyes. "You ... are you okay?"
Originally thought that Sula fell into Morsi's hands and was likely to be insulted and brutally treated, but from her, there seemed to be no signs of abuse, even a trace of wounds, which made Spartak again Surprised and happy.
"I'm fine, in fact ... except for restricting my freedom, they have nothing to do with me." Sula looked at Morsi with a complex look.
"What ?!" Spartak turned incredulously to look at Morsi.
"Humph! Even if I were to retaliate, I wouldn't deal with an irrelevant woman!" Morsi snorted coldly, with the arrogance of being a soldier.
Spartak froze.
It turns out so!
Even if it is a senior bronze warrior, Morsi cannot directly kill another bronze warrior.
So he took Sula and created the illusion that Sula was abused, just to provoke hatred and force himself to take the initiative to shoot him ...
From beginning to end, has he never thought of hurting Sula ...
Spartak's look at Morsi immediately became complicated.
"Huh! Don't look at me with the kind of disgusting eyes, since you have defeated me majestically, then charge my head like a warrior!
I do n’t need anyone ’s mercy, especially yours! "Morcy sneered.
Upright ...
Spartak's face was hot and inexplicably guilty.
"Master Spartak, please also pay attention to our unintentional embarrassment for Miss Sula, and leave us an adult!" Several people around Sula suddenly knelt down and pleaded.
These people were Morsi's Huduan officials. Obviously, they saw that the situation was not good and quickly released Sula.
"Asshole! Who told you to do redundant things! Cough!" Morsi angered, but he coughed for a while.
"Spartak." Sula stared at the wounded sweetheart. There was no more words, just waiting for his decision, his eyes full of tenderness.
Obviously, no matter how, this wave of heroes save the beauty, Spartak has completely captured the heart of the beauty!
Spartak hesitated for a moment, his tense face gradually soothed, and finally he slowly lowered his arm ...
The threat of letting go of the enemy does exist, he is not indifferent, but the other party has no idea of ​​wanting to hurt Sula, this feeling must be accepted, the only disgust for Morsi has disappeared.
What's more, it was originally a victory like cheating. Even to save the sweetheart, the glory of the warrior does not allow Spartak to take his opponent's life with peace of mind!
And Morsi ... is undoubtedly an opponent worthy of his respect!
"Cough! Damn bastard! You will regret your behavior today!" Morcy couldn't help angry.
"Do you think I can let me be grateful to Dade if I let it go? Can we make a write-off between us? You are wrong! I will be even more crazy to revenge you. Between us, we are destined to live only one!"
"Follow you! I will wait for your revenge, and then I will defeat you again and again!" Spartak seriously said.
"Spartak, I want to remind you that the God of War deathmatch stipulates that the only way to win is to kill your opponent. If you give up killing Morsi, then you will not be able to obtain the honor and status of the senior bronze warrior! At this moment, the captain suddenly said.
"Admiral, I voluntarily give up this opportunity!" Spartak said without hesitation.
"Um ... interesting! Ha ha ..." The captain didn't feel annoyed at the trip, patted Spartak on the shoulder with admiration, and then left.
"Hey! This kid actually gave up and became a senior warrior? Brain show is amused!"
"I think this guy has my appetite, hello! Do you want to join our team, and guarantee you to advance to the intermediate soldier within six months!"
"A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, I just gave up like that, it's really stupid! But ... I like this kid a little bit, ha ha ha ..."
"Good thing, kid! Like my warrior of the Ryan tribe!"
"..."
A variety of screams and cheers rang from the crowd below. Obviously, Spartak's behavior won the respect of these soldiers.
...
"Huh! There is actually such a reverse plot. This interactive drama is unexpectedly very connotative ..."
Catherine could not help but sigh as she watched a group of low-pixel villains clapping around the protagonists and heroines.
But looking at that relish, it seems to have completely forgotten what I was doing ...
"Um ... but it doesn't look like a bitter drama, it seems to be quite energy!" Catherine smiled.
"Uh ... it's really unexpected ..." Nie Yun was also speechless.
I thought it was a tragic actor, and the result was a long time ... Is it still a youthful inspirational drama? !
Can I say that the director slipped ...