pinnacle evolution system

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The resolute-looking soldiers held their guns and released a series of continuous flames from the muzzle. The powerful firepower interweaved into a dense bullet net and pressed against the jumping figures.Through the moonlight, one can vaguely see their blue grimaces, their cold-glowing blue-gray scales, and their long knife-like forelimbs.

The blue-faced ghost, the slave-level Carlos, a creature above human beings.

"Increase the firepower, we must get the awakened members of the garrison to support!" The old police officer standing in the center of dozens of patrols shouted loudly, even though his side had an absolute advantage in numbers, he was still a little flustered , as if surrounded by not fully armed soldiers but a group of weak lambs to be slaughtered.

"Damn it, I didn't expect to meet Carlos who sneaked into the city at night."

Relying on their excellent jumping ability and their forelegs as hard as a knife to block, those green-faced ghosts moved left and right in the hail of bullets, and they were unscathed by the firepower net created by dozens of soldiers.

"Impossible, impossible, how could they be faster than the bullets." Cold sweat flowed from the forehead of a soldier, facing the approaching figure, after firing all the bullets in the gun, he unexpectedly Throwing down the gun, turned around and fled.

"Stop, do you want to be a deserter?" The old police officer looked at the soldier in disbelief.

Behind the soldiers is an undefended city. If they don't block Carlos, those unarmed ordinary citizens will face Carlos' bloody massacre. How can they escape?

"Aren't you going to die? How can humans defeat Carlos!" The soldier yelled like crazy. He didn't want to run away, but what if he stayed in the face of Carlos?Not to die.

"Do!"

The sound of sharp knives cutting into flesh.

The last image that the soldier saw was a running headless corpse. Before his consciousness dissipated, he was still wondering why that body was so familiar?
What he didn't know was that when he was running happily, a Kaqing-faced ghost flew behind him, and then used its long knife-like forelimbs to slash its head neatly.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

The cold moonlight illuminated Carlos' bloody forelimb so clearly. Under the terrified eyes of the soldiers, Carlos raised his knife again.

A few green-faced ghosts were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, setting off a bloody storm, just a few breaths, and the ground was covered with severed arms and stumps. The scarlet blood dyed the ground red, as ferocious and terrifying as hell.

The two sides are not at the same level at all, no, they cannot be compared at all. Even if ordinary people are fully armed to the teeth, they are still fragile in front of Carlos, who is the lowest level, like a white paper that can be broken with a poke.

Just when the old police officer was in despair, a group of blue fireballs the size of a millstone suddenly appeared, directly blasting the arms of a blue-faced ghost to pieces.

"I'm sorry, it took me a while to meet a red-faced yaksha on the road." A rough voice came from a long distance. Although I didn't see anyone, I can still imagine its heroic posture.

The visitor had a dignified body, a majestic appearance, eyes like cold stars, eyebrows like lacquer, and a red-faced monster's head was carried in a hand as wide as a cattail fan.

"It's Tie Lan, the Fire Mage of Close Combat. He actually killed the warrior-level Carlos Red Faced Yasha." The old police officer shouted excitedly, as if the crisis had been resolved as soon as Tie Lan came.

"Attribute armed, Yan Fist!"

Blazing blue flames suddenly rose from Tie Lan's casserole-sized iron fists, as if wearing a pair of blue flame gloves for him.

"Give me death!"

Like a runaway wild horse, Tie Lan sprinted towards a green-faced ghost, raised his fist wrapped in green flames, and blasted towards the ghost-like face.

There are humans who dare to fight Carlos in close combat?The corner of the green-faced ghost's mouth split into a cruel arc, and he raised his long knife-like forelimb to swing at Tie Lan's fist.

The expected touch did not appear, and the arm that should have been separated directly pierced its forelimb with terrifying heat, smashing its head.

"It's not fun, come again!" Tie Lan pulled out his arm and roared, his blood was not cold yet!