Return from the second dimension

"Be vigilant, there is an abnormal situation ahead."

In the Reaper’s internal network, an early warning message is issued to remind peers to take precautions.

When fellow practitioners are fighting, they must beware of messy methods. In many cases, they cannot be prevented.

As a combat weapon, the Reaper is not made of flesh and blood, but it is made specifically for monks.

Those methods of practitioners have no effect at all when facing the harvester.

This kind of natural restraint, when the practitioner fights the Reaper, almost always ends in disastrous defeat.

Reapers will also suffer losses, but the number of casualties is significantly lower than that of monks.

"Click!"

A soft voice sounded, and it was particularly clear among the deep cracks.

"There is a trap! Speed ​​up!"

After hearing the sound, the mastermind of the reaper issued a warning, and the ten reapers began to move fast.

At the same time, the rock walls on both sides gathered towards the center, as if to squash the Reaper.

At the same time, there was a sharp stone cone, which drilled out of the rock wall and pierced towards the reaper.

The situation at this moment is extremely unfavorable for the Reapers.

"puff!"

The stone cone stabbed a reaper and fixed his body in place, unable to flee at all.

"Disintegrate!"

Seeing the rock wall squeezed over, the reaper's body trembled and turned into countless little mercury snakes.

Then they gathered together, swimming forward desperately, and quickly avoided the closed rock wall.

"The exit is just ahead, be vigilant, and be careful to ambush!"

In the Reaper’s communication network, orders were issued again and they were ready for battle.

In the next second, the front suddenly opened up.

But there was an abyss underfoot, with no place to stay at all, and it was obviously another deadly trap.

On the stone platform opposite the abyss, a dozen indigenous monks stood, staring at the reaper with gloomy eyes.

The Reaper in mid-air changed his body shape during the fall and restored his original flying posture.

"kill!"

The indigenous monks on the opposite side raised weapons similar to guns and kept shooting at the Reapers in mid-air.

The energy beam resembling white light hit the top of the rock wall, leaving traces of charred black and dark red.

In a very short time, the energy beam melted the rock, and the temperature was a little frightening.

Faced with the dense beam, the Reaper was also very afraid, quickly dodge the attack of this speed of light.

The aboriginal monks who ambushed on the opposite side opened their eyes and kept chasing the target in the air.

They gritted their teeth one by one, obviously carrying a deep hatred.

The enmity between the two parties is indeed endless, and the sudden invasion of the Reapers caused the monks' homes to be turned into ruins.

The enemies were extremely jealous when they met, either the monk killed the Reaper, or the Reaper killed them all.

The biggest characteristic of the reaper is that he never keeps alive.

While the indigenous monks launched their attacks, the Reapers also launched their attacks, and their equipment was more sophisticated.

Facing the Reaper's counterattack, the indigenous monks threw out magic weapons one after another, propped up various shields.

They had been prepared for a long time, just staying here deliberately to ambush the Reapers who came after them.

During the battle, a reaper was hit and a cloud of flames burst out of his body.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Ten beams of light came one after another, constantly hitting the Reaper's body, directly tearing its body apart.

Turned into burning debris, constantly falling into the abyss.

The other nine reapers took the opportunity to rush through the abyss and attacked the native monks.

Their speed is so fast that they launched a close attack at the moment they landed, slashing the fast-rotating chain saw at the native monk.

"puff!"

An indigenous monk was attacked, his body and shield were directly cut off, and the fragmented flesh and blood flew around.

"Asshole!"

Seeing that their companions were attacked, the other indigenous monks roared loudly, and their weapons shot crazy beams.

Several more harvesters were hit, their bodies shattered instantly, but they were not fatal injuries.

But in an instant, the wound healed again.

Because these harvesters use special materials to make them, they are the product of the combination of technological civilization and spiritual civilization.

It is precisely because of its excellent characteristics that it will become the first choice for ground clearance battles and the nightmare of monks in the invaded world.

The longer the battle between the two sides, the worse the situation of the indigenous monks, even if they belonged to the ambush, they still did not take much advantage.

"Don't love war, leave immediately!"

The leader of the indigenous monk, after discovering that the situation was not good, immediately greeted his companions to evacuate immediately.

It turns out that the Reaper at this moment has completed the battle game and entered the stage of formal implementation.

This is the terrible thing about the Reaper, who has powerful calculation and deduction capabilities, and can collect various data about the enemy in battle.

And in a very short time, complete the tactical deduction and choose the best combat plan.

Due to the use of group thinking, the Reaper acts like the same person, and the combat effectiveness is definitely more than doubled.

The indigenous monks knew this and chose to retreat decisively so as not to be surrounded by the harvesters.

Unexpectedly, the speed is still a step slower, and the nine harvesters have formed two circles to surround all the indigenous monks.

The upper and lower circles attacked at the same time, intensively bombarding the indigenous monks in the center, leaving the opponent with no dodge.

The indigenous monks who were under siege quickly propped up the magic shield to resist the storm-like attacks.

In their hearts, they couldn't help but regret, and they should not set a trap here rashly.

Because of the lack of materials, the weapons and equipment of the indigenous monks could not be compared with the invaders.

In the past battles, the indigenous monks had lost more and won less, and even if they won occasionally, they would have paid a heavy price.

"Brothers, we are afraid that we are going to die here today, but before dying, I will desperately kill a reaper!"

A bearded monk yelled at his companion, and at the same time took out a metal round tangle.

On this metal cylinder was engraved with dense runes, shining with a faint blue light.

Practitioners in different worlds naturally have different appearances of artifacts, but they must not be denied their power because of their appearance.

"What are you doing, you can't use this thing yet!"

Seeing what the bearded monk took out, the other monks widened their eyes and immediately stopped talking.

This special cylinder, comparable to a super bomb, is also a weapon for suicide.

This is the work of a refiner, only to be able to drag the enemy to die when desperate.

Before being invaded, this kind of thing was rarely used by monks, because it would take their own lives when used.

However, after being invaded, this blasting tube specially used for suicide unexpectedly exploded.

Certain monks, knowing that they are bound to die, will take the initiative to detonate this magic weapon and die with the reaper.

"Do you think we can leave alive?"

The bearded monk gave a cold snort, looked at the shield that was about to collapse, and sighed secretly.

Once the shield breaks down, none of them can run away and will be torn to pieces by the Reaper's weapons.

At that time, even if you wanted to drag the enemy to death, there was no chance at all.

Thinking of this, the beard immediately made up his mind and couldn't hesitate any longer.

"what!"

A scream came, and the shield supported by a companion next to him was directly shattered.

His body below the waist was instantly beaten into a ball of rotten flesh, and fell to the ground screaming.

"Brothers, let me go one step ahead!"

Upon seeing this, the bearded monk rushed out of the team and rushed to the nearest harvester.

"Bad son, die for me!"

The bearded monk's eyes were red, and the faces of his dead relatives flashed in front of him, and endless hatred broke out at this moment.

He stared at a reaper, ready to hug the opponent tightly, detonate the magic weapon and die.

Killing one is enough, killing two and earning one is impossible anyway.