Chapter 125: Struggling, only desperate
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Star Rank Hunter
- Chen Ci Lan Tiao
- 1254 characters
- 2021-02-03 03:22:25
Although he found a way to chase Xilin, the panic still shrouded the "fangs."
Not counting those who are outside the z-star zone, the number of "fangs" on the planet was nearly 100,000, but now Caraño suddenly finds that there are only 50,000 left unconsciously. [.]
No one had thought of it. A Xilin, a mixed-child, and a famous boy in the galaxy, destroyed more than 50,000 people on this planet. Of course, these more than 50,000 are basically buried in the belly of the insects. In addition to the "bird of paradise", after the experimental base was deserted, the original small parasites have slowly been used for the primary inhibitors because of the inhibitory agents that have not been upgraded. Resist resistance, once resistance is generated, then the "fangs" parasitized by these small parasites will not last for a long time, do not need "bird of paradise", the parasitic people are like a living nutrient supply Those who are slowly sucking the nutrients by the small parasites.
In the process of chasing Xilin, many "fangs" people ran down and fell down, and they couldn't get up again after falling down. In their bodies, there were a lot of small parasites splitting every minute. The small parasites that proliferate and produce resistance are like hunger-stricken refugees who suddenly see a big table of delicious food.
Therefore, for the "fangs" people, from weakness to death, but only a few minutes, but in a few minutes, they will clearly feel their weakness process, feel the passing of their lives, just like being The devil's hand took the soul and slowly went to hell.
Struggling is not allowed, only desperate.
The experimental base, this undoubtedly scored a knife in the heart of Caraño, is the biggest slap in the face that Caraño has suffered for so many years.
In fact, the destruction of the "fang" experimental base implies multiple elements. The geographical environment of the Chisha area accelerated the speed of desertification, and the experimental base found that it was not timely. When the desertification touched the experimental base, it was too late to stop it. And no one would have thought that there would be a semi-mechanical life that could punch holes and shield the scanning signal.
So Caraño still doesn't know why this happened suddenly. However, since things have already happened, it is too late to investigate. Carano now puts all his energy on killing Xilin.
In the cross field area, the night is slowly coming. For the "fangs", the night was their favorite. The slaughter under the night and the frightening and desperate cry of listening to the prey in the night are their favorite, but, The current situation is not the case. Xilin is like a quiet catcher in the dark, step by step to push them to the edge of collapse, what if the night is covered up?
"Poisonous teeth" can't imagine.
The night is a demon.
The temperature difference between the day and night on the planet is large. Although the thick protective clothing can keep warm, they always feel extremely cold. The scalp is chilly, and every pore is chilly, which stimulates their nerves to tighten tightly.
The "pets" traced the scent to the cross-field area, but it was only on the edge of the cross-field area. It was impossible to determine the approximate location, and there was no precise positioning. For the "fangs", this is undoubtedly a blow.
50,000 people, silently gathered on the edge of the cross field, formed a circle to surround the cross field, but it was not harvested, no matter how to search, the cross field was turned over and did not see the figure of Xilin.
They rummaged through every inch of the ground in the cross field, but the result was like a joke, laughing at their incompetence.
puff--
Someone fell down.
Every moment, people fall down. This cross field is like a field of demons, and the souls of these people are absorbed all the time.
Dark night, bloody, cross, one by one.
The "sinners" who have been tied to the cross and have not been removed for many days, and the indigenous beasts that have been eaten by the "Bird of Paradise" with only a few incomplete bones sneer in the whistling wind. people. It seems that these people are waiting to be their companions.
After an hour, five went to the second, leaving only 30,000.
The 20,000 people fell down like this. Without the sound of guns and guns, there was no killing, so it simply fell down.
They have never experienced this sense of helplessness and powerlessness, and the hand with the gun trembled for the first time. They killed people again and again, walking through the battlefield again and again, watching the prey struggle under their own knife and guns, and thought they could face Shura safely, but in the end they found that real does not need to be fierce. Oh, you don't need the rendering of the guns. In such a quiet place, slowly watch the hands of the of death hold their throats and take them away from the soul.
After half an hour, there were only 10,000 people left, and the pace of death was faster.
The rest of these people are undoubtedly the elite of the "fangs", their genetic level makes them linger for a long time, but they are only hard-resisting, no inhibitors, they just slow down the pace of going to hell.
What about the a-level genes? In the face of these small, visually negligible lives, they also have to go down the drain.
The current "fangs" are no longer controlled by Caragno. "Poisonous teeth", this is an uncontrollable group.
The group of "fangs" is not an army, not a hunter group. They are just people who are gathered together to kill the thrill of harvesting life. Under the pressure of Xilin step by step, finally, the tight nerves reach a critical point. Point - crazy.
The rest of the people are crazy. Since it is dead sooner or later, it is better to enjoy this last madness.
The people in the aircraft began to fire on the ground. The fire shone through the flesh and blood of the shells and the "bird of paradise" that jumped in it. The killing stimulated their excitement, and the mad sneer, lifted from the sensible person. The gun in your hand is either shot at someone else or shot at yourself.
Perhaps many of them have never thought about it. In their hands, the last harvested life will be themselves.
Caraño sat quietly on the high ground and watched the melee on the ground below, the air plane and the fighter plane, quiet like an outsider. Around him, lying torn people, now Caraño, did not wear protective clothing, but no "bird of paradise" approached him.
Now Caraño is the real Caraño, even the "Bird of Paradise" can not approach the king.
Everyone who knows "fangs" knows that Xilin can keep those bugs away, but they don't know that their king can.
Caragno knows that somewhere, Xilin also quietly looks at the scene here.
Who is more despicable than anyone? Who is cruel than who?
People who know "fangs" say they are a group of madmen, but Caraño feels that Xilin is colder, more mad, and more like a demon than a "fang".
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In the evening, I knocked on a friend of a cup of snow-melted coffee. After I came back, I diarrhea. If it is cheap, it is not so good. Today is even more.
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