Epoch of Twilight

But after a while of excitement, there was a sharp pain in the brain, as if being violently stirred by a red-hot steel braze, and the pain made the whole body break out in cold sweat. Blood flowed from the nostrils like running water.

Even if a steel machine is overloaded, it will cause damage over time, not to mention the most fragile human brain. The act of dodging bullets this time has reached the limit of what the brain can bear, and he even doubts that if there are a few more attacks like this, will the brain explode because of this.

Bullets flew by from time to time.

Soon he snorted again, sweat dripping from his forehead!

"Damn it!" He covered his nose, but the blood still kept spilling from his fingers, his brain seemed to have been churned into a mess, and even his spirit began to feel a little dazed.

If this continues, Luo Yuan doesn't know if those two people will die, but he knows that he will definitely die. Perception is like a double-edged sword, while making him powerful, it is also a burden, and with his current physical fitness, he simply cannot afford it.

His eyes were fixed on the direction of the bullet, like a volcano about to erupt with hot magma, and the killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"I can't wait any longer. Rather than dying of aggrieved death, it's better to fight."

He took a deep breath, suddenly lifted the saber, and jumped up from the ground. Under the astonished eyes of Qian Dakui and the others, he kicked his feet hard, and his body rushed towards the opponent's position like a spring.

At this moment, all rationality and danger were left behind by him.

He pursed his lips tightly, and the speed was getting faster and faster. As soon as the strong wind reached his side, it turned into a gentle breeze, and his whole body felt surrounded by a mass of air current.

The surrounding scenery receded quickly.

If someone calculates now, he will be shocked to find that his speed has reached 100 meters and 8 seconds, but this is in the jungle, not only are there branches crossing everywhere around him, but the ground is also uneven. If the environment is changed, the speed may be even faster Even more terrifying.

"Grass, someone is running over, running so fast!" A young man with long hair exclaimed.

"Idiot, shoot quickly, that's an evolutionary, kill him?" Another middle-aged man in his thirties changed his face and cursed loudly. He hurriedly picked up a mortar warhead and stuffed it into the barrel.

"boom!"

It's a pity that the blaster is not a firearm. Although the operation is simple, it involves various complex parameter calculations. If you are not a professional, you can't play it at all. In addition, when you are flustered, you even fire without carefully identifying the direction. The mortar spun past Luo Yuan and exploded tens of meters behind, not even hurting a single hair.

The long-haired man emptied the rifle after a while, and he threw the rifle away: "Give me a grenade."

"Damn it, you won't find it by yourself!" The middle-aged man cursed angrily, with cold sweat on his forehead, he picked up a grenade and clasped the ring, but his palms felt slightly sweaty.

The speed of that person was as fast as a ghost, and the dense branches of the jungle could not affect his speed. At first, he was still a hundred meters away, but after hesitating for a while, he was already tens of meters away.

The cold murderous intent firmly locked on here, making his hair stand on end.

"Escape!" The thought came out of nowhere, and quickly took root in my heart. He glanced at the long hair who was still looking for the grenade in the backpack, and thought to himself: Don't blame me, blame you for being too stupid.

With a ruthless heart, he turned and ran.

The long-haired man seemed unaware of all this. He took out the grenade from his backpack and was about to stand up.

At this moment, he felt his breathing tightened, his heart twitched fiercely, he raised his face blankly, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, and his long hair was blown back by a gust of wind.

"Grass……"

A green light flashed away.

The word "grass" was only half spoken, and then stopped abruptly. The long-haired man suddenly felt himself flying, and his vision kept spinning. He vaguely saw a fountain of blood spurting from a headless corpse. out.

Luo Yuan's blade shook, and the blood quickly slid down the translucent smooth blade, and it became radiant in a blink of an eye.

He picked up the long-haired man and dropped the rifle, grabbed another handful of bullets, and stuffed them into the rifle one by one. Looking at the middle-aged man who had already run tens of meters away, he calmly pulled the trigger.

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"

However, the third burst shot finally hit the target, but the opponent was wearing a bulletproof suit, and just staggered, and then began to run desperately.

Luo Yuan took a deep breath, feeling the flash of inspiration just now, and aimed again!

In the next second, the middle-aged man's head burst open like a watermelon. He continued to run a few steps according to his inertia, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Drip, after self-training, you have learned spear skills!"

Luo Yuan was taken aback, he didn't seem to have touched the gun a few times, and he didn't fire more than twenty bullets. Unexpectedly, spear skills would come out so soon. He opened the attribute panel and found that the words "spear skills: 1" appeared after "knife proficiency: 0".

This was a pleasant surprise.

However, even his first-level spear skills could hit the opponent, and the two Hedong people fought for a long time, but none of the bullets could get close to him within half a meter. It can only be said that this is a bunch of rabble.

What was even more unacceptable was that he was almost killed by the mob.

Of course, Luo Yuan is just a little self-inflated after surviving a catastrophe, not because his marksmanship is really better than them.

After all, the environments of the two are different. At that time, he had the chance to win, he was calm and relaxed, and his marksmanship was outstanding. And those two people were already difficult to aim at his inhuman speed, coupled with his own mental tension, in the end they all started to shoot randomly.

"Boss Luo, you are too good, you can kill two of them at once!" After a while, Qian Dakui's rough voice came from behind.

When Luo Yuan turned around, the smiles on the faces of several people suddenly stopped: "You...are you injured?"

"Are you okay?" Yang Dawei said.

They had been fighting before, so they didn't know that Luo Yuan had been bleeding from the nose. When I first saw it now, I was a little surprised.

His current image is quite shocking, not only his face is covered with blood, but even his clothes are almost soaked in blood, which makes people feel that he has been seriously injured, and now he can stand still just struggling to support himself.

"A little injury, nothing serious!" Luo Yuan shook his head, his face was calm, but his face was a little pale.

A trace of pity and admiration flashed in everyone's eyes. It is impossible for everyone present to act as if nothing had happened after being so injured.

Luo Yuan wiped his nose and was relieved to find that the bleeding was no longer there. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he found a bottle of mineral water from where he was and washed his face.

Several people watched Luo Yuan wash off the blood and reveal a fair face, they couldn't help being a little dazed, seeing the headless corpse beside them, they felt chills, and then showed a look of understanding.

Luo Yuan could guess what they were thinking, but he didn't bother to explain. He looked at the mummy of the person who had been parasitized by the mutated leech lying motionless on the ground.

I don't know whether to call him lucky or unlucky. After fighting for so long, he was still unscathed. He asked, "What should I do with this man? Do you want to kill him?"

"Don't!" Yang Dawei hurriedly said: "It's useless to kill him with a knife. I'm afraid the eggs inside him have already hatched. Once you kill him, they will flow out along the blood, and it will be troublesome then." .”

"Then burn it with fire, and burn all the mutated leeches inside to death." Qian Dakui said.

"That's a good idea!" Luo Yuan said.

A few people quickly found some dry grass and dead branches. The mummy was moved to the firewood pile, and when it was about to light the fire, the mummy suddenly changed. A slender object appeared under the skin of his neck. At first, there were only one or two objects, but after a few seconds, become densely packed,

These small objects, about the thickness of chopsticks, about an inch long, covered almost every inch of the body's skin. Looking at it, Luo Yuan's scalp was hairy, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

"Dawei, turn on the fire!" Qian Dakui shuddered, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly shouted.

Yang Dawei swallowed, and immediately ignited the more flammable withered grass. The flames sprang up quickly and burned quickly.

Everyone thought that this person was dead, but they didn't expect that the flames had just approached. At this time, the mummy suddenly opened those empty eyes and began to struggle, but his body was too weak, even if he struggled It just twitched a few times like a flashback.

At this time, his clothes and hair had already started to burn, and within a dozen seconds, they had already been burned to ashes.

He struggled weaker and weaker, and his eyeballs quickly shriveled and ruptured under the high temperature.

The mutated leech that was about to come out was stimulated by the high temperature outside, quickly retracted into the body, and burrowed deep into the body. But the monk who escaped could not escape the temple.

As the flames burned more and more intensely, the skin of the mummy began to crack and burn, and the corpse was reduced to ashes.

Even though more than an hour has passed, Luo Yuan still feels a little nauseous when he thinks about it.

He cut off a thin branch that was in front of him, and asked, "How far is it?"

Qian Dakui was secretly envious of that sharp horse-chopping knife. He didn't know what kind of strange material it was made of. It looked neither gold nor jade, but it was so sharp. No matter what tree it encountered along the way, it would be broken with one blow. He had never seen it before. Had a second shot.

Hearing Luo Yuan's question, he looked at his watch, estimated the time and said, "It's not far away, we only need to walk for half an hour."

While Luo Yuan was excited, he was also a little worried about gain and loss and said, "It won't be taken away by others, after all, it's been such a long time."

"It's not very likely, it's relatively deep there, few people would go there, and we were in a panic at that time, so we only encountered it occasionally.

It was a small lake, very dangerous, there were second-level mutant beasts that were hard to see outside, and there were everywhere. There are even more terrifying third-level mutant beasts.

We just forgot about it and hurried back. Those feathers you want, right by the lake. "

Qian Dakui and the three of them all looked solemn, with lingering fears in their hearts.

The third level, that is, the blue level.

Luo Yuan's heart sank, and his expression became solemn.

Blue-level creatures are not so easy to deal with. Even though his current strength and equipment have undergone tremendous changes from when he dealt with the guard-level green beetles, he is still not absolutely sure of defeating blue-level creatures.