Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 568: 586: Half a Day, You Play Wheel Warfare! (2 more)

I just don't know. If you replace it with your own alloy wire cord dart, the wrist blade can still break! Luke muttered in his heart.

A bang burst, the floor beneath the four eyed legs crumbled across the street, and the spear burst rapidly into my hand.

Unlike just now, the spear in the four eyes was very fast and clearly exploded at full strength.

Luke stepped back and the decorative spear still swept across as a stick.

The four eyes did not retreat, and the left wrist blade flipped.

Boo!

The interlocking of the decorative spear and the wrist blade turned into two cuts, and the spear of the four eyes still came quickly.

Luke picks eyebrows: Bullying me with my gear, right?

His body rolled over and his eyes crossed again.

Meanwhile, his left hand rubbed between his waists and his fingers threw two black darts into his eyes.

The darts rotated at high speeds, pulling out some slight arcs from left to right, blocking the sides of the four eyes.

Four-eyes turned around and saw two black shadows, subconsciously sidedodging, and the spear speed in his hand had to slow down.

Luke just stood still, twisting hard, with only half a dozen decorative spears left in his hand, making a dull, broken sound.

Four eyes were just forced to move by two black darts with arcs, and Luke's half-cut spear followed.

Half-cutted spears hit it hard on the armor in front of its chest and took it flying.

Luke bowed down and touched his right hand on the side of his leg, pulling out the knife to chase him.

Danger was perceived in the half-eyed four eyes, the waist forcibly pushed, flexed and twisted, the spear in the hand plugged into the ground, and the floating state was terminated in a raw fashion, with the left hand lifted towards the fluttering Luke.

Luke's heart sounded a warning sign, and as the speed decreased, he saw a sudden black shadow erupting from his left wrist of four eyes.

The shadow is very fast, it's less than two meters in the air, but it's a net.

Luke lifted his left hand, and the two black darts were now spinning back from both sides, their fingers cleverly beneath the black dart, and the black dart turned at his hand, pounding straight into the net.

After a few subtle noises, the black darts and the mesh were entangled and landed not far from Luke.

Luke no longer approached, but pulled two black darts out of his waist again, not slowly, and pinched them in his hand: "It's fair that you hooked me up with a dart, right? ”

Four eyes across the street can't say a word.

Luke's half-cut decorative spear just came out, and his armor was just for hunting, impossible to defend against the tremendous power on the half-cut spear.

Now it feels stuffy on its chest and can't breathe, just watching Luke lift a black dart.

……

In the spacecraft, a tone was sounded again: "Suspected low-level guardians were found entering the hunting grounds. ”

“According to the agreement, the fighting was to be carried out by the parties themselves and the remainder of them could not intervene. ”

“The quantity of prey exceeded expectations, and hunters may not be able to complete the clean-up and prepare to initiate the clean-up process. ”

……

In the ruins, Luke looked at the four eyes that barely stood: "Any last words?” The darts in your hand are ready to go.

Luke shrugged with regret as his four eyes made a low howl: "Sorry, I don't understand alien language! ”

He was ready to do it.

At this point, the warning signs appeared in his heart and his body flashed for several meters.

A high-velocity spinning silver light swept past the position he had just stood on, piercing into the stone wall behind the slope.

Luke picks the eyebrows: “Another one? ”

In the dark passage, a shadow appears again.

It's similar to the previous cat's face and four-eyed equipment, and wears a mask, except that its mask has a simpler shape and is almost like a dog's head.

Luke whispered, “Why don't we just pick it now? ”

Emerging masks also hold spears in their hands, creating a momentum.

Luke rolled his eyes: “It's been half a day. Are you guys in a wheel fight? ”

The voice just dropped and the ruins began to vibrate again.

The roaring noise lowered a heavy stone door in the middle of the passage.

Luke didn't do it again, staring at the newly arrived dog's head until both sides were separated by a stone door.

The reason they didn't do it was simple.

Dog-head masks are concerned about the safety of all eyes, and it's impossible to give up teammates and come after Luke.

Luke also has the expedition retreating, and he doesn't want to be blocked into the space across the street.

Just looking at the stone door for a few seconds, he retracted his gaze.

The system's prompts suddenly arrived.

System: Kill the Iron Blood Warrior “Axe” to learn some of its abilities.

Iron Blood Warrior “Axe” Ability: Basic Fighting, Basic Spear Mastery, Basic Tracking... Nerve Remote Sensing (Not Learnable), Regulation of Body Temperature, Primary Limb Regeneration (Prerequisite: Power 40, Integration 20000.

Luke is stunned: What the hell is this? When did you kill the Iron Blood Warrior?

At this moment, there was an angry howl next door.

Luke found a hollow brick-sized flat hole somewhere on the stone wall and looked up to the other side.

And there you see, two masked creatures standing in one corner, and there's an extra luminous green liquid.

Luke, that reminds me: The cat's face that got hit by himself seems to be stuck there, and this bastard got smashed to death by a moving stone wall?

Since it was Luke who seriously injured it and had difficulty moving it, he was unable to avoid the falling stone wall in time, so the system father determined that he had shot the cat in the face.

He was kind of crying.

Earlier, he was simply testing the combat power of these masked humanoid creatures, and he didn't do everything he could to kill them, and he didn't mean to kill them instantly.

When the test was complete, he tried to kill the four-eye, and finally the dog arrived and threw a dart at him, and the ruins began to change, separating the two sides.

But Luke's got something, and more than one.

His gaze shifted towards the stone wall not far from him, with the double-headed spear with the cat's face on it.

Above this spear is the silver dart thrown by the dog's head.

This dart has six sharp sharp sharp blades that protrude from a semi-circular metal disc and look a bit like a crab.

The dart was interesting, the route was arc, and the killing power was horrible, much more intelligent than the test dart he had just done.

Luke thought about it, going up and picking out the spears and the six-paw darts with a military knife, and then taking them apart in storage.

After all this, he looked at the little hole again, and the two masked creatures across the street had left.

He grinned and walked into the tunnel behind him, following the trail of the expedition.

No one was around, he was moving at full speed, he was moving fast, and minutes later he heard screams and gunshots coming from the corridor echo.

Luke sighed silently: How many monsters are there in this shithole?

One hand grabbed the microflush behind him and the other grabbed a decorative spear from the statue next to him, and he rushed into the passage.

At the top of this three-metre high channel, there is a raised stone canopy, shading the left and right sides and most of the top of the channel.