The system is the king of the counterattack master

In fact, Han Xiaodong knew in his heart that if he really met the generals, he did have a lot of means, so he might not be able to let them take advantage of it.

However, most of his methods are desperate, and the relationship between himself and the creator is life and death. There is only one life, and if there is a slight mistake, this little life will be gone.

This is not a game, and it gives you a chance to start over by flipping a coin, let alone a school fight, no one will really fight to the death.

Whether it is Ark or the Creator, their current attitude towards themselves is probably to kill without mercy and make a decisive decision. There is absolutely no room for maneuver, which is very dangerous.

The so-called not fighting uncertain battles, knowing that the opponent is stronger than himself and wants to kill him, if he is still stupid and rushes to fight for his life, that is not brave, it is stupid.

He's not stupid, so Han Xiaodong needs to find an absolutely safe means of survival for himself, even if it can't guarantee 90.00% safety, it must at least reach [-]%!
After all, he only has one life, but the creator of the world has endless heads.

"No matter what you do, you have to find a way to save your life. The dead have no right to speak. This is the truth." Han Xiaodong seemed to have a righteous face and made a conclusion, completely ignoring the two guys, K and Xiaobai. The fear of death, the expression of disdain.

Rubbing his nose, and cheekily bypassing the taunting mode of these two guys, Han Xiaodong changed the subject solemnly:
"Before that, since we have poked the hornet's nest today, we might as well poke it a little bigger. Xiaobai, keep moving forward, and we will make this island completely disappear from the earth!"

The progress of the assault was much simpler than Han Xiaodong expected.

Different from the usual tactics of the Ark, the strongest combat power on the entire island seems to be the generals and soldiers they encountered just now. This kind of routine of sending troops in reverse by ordinary people made Han Xiaodong very confused.

It's like Doudizhu throwing a king bomb first, unless you can play all the cards behind you in one go, otherwise once the three axes are cracked, there is almost no possibility of throwing the remaining cards in your hand.

Now, Han Xiaodong is facing this kind of situation. He gnawed off the opponent's big and small kings first, leaving a bunch of small soldiers, and the people hiding behind are almost a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Han Xiaodong was very puzzled by this tactic. According to the routines of film and television dramas, it must be the youngsters who fight before the battle. It is really rare for this kind of general in the army to take the lead.

Instead, K gave a reasonable guess: the first thing they broke through should be a back door of this island.

And that back door is just connected to the warehouse full of monsters, but this warehouse, except for the magic soldiers and the magic generals, other people are not allowed to enter, so the only ones who greet them are the black-robed girl and two magic soldiers, Plus, of course, a whole bunch of monsters.

Later, the development of things was almost in line with K's expectation.

The road they are going forward is almost getting wider and wider, it really seems that they have entered the highway from the narrow path.

What really surprised Han Xiaodong was the fighting will of this base. The blocking along the way has never stopped, but since the death of the black-robed woman, monsters such as berserkers and stone men have never appeared again. , are followers of the founder.

Those who came to stop them were not so much believers as dead soldiers.

Originally, according to Han Xiaodong's plan, if the opponent's resistance was not very fierce, he planned to forgive those who were tricked into the base and had a heart of repentance.

But the reality is completely different from what he expected. Almost all the people they met treated Han Xiaodong as if they were killing their father and enemy. They came to him desperately with the attitude of either you die or I live, and they didn't even have a chance to speak. give him.

It has to be said that the Creator also put a lot of effort into these believers, arming them with equipment with runes, so that compared with ordinary people, they have tremendous offensive and defensive power. increase in magnitude.

However, this has no practical significance. Although the individual combat ability has been greatly improved, it is a pity that these people are flesh and blood after all. How could Han Xiaodong and Xiaobai, who can even repair Berserkers, be stopped by these guys.

On the contrary, it was the complex terrain inside the base and some institutions that appeared from time to time, which brought them a lot of trouble.

These things should have been set up at the same time when the base was built, and there were special people to operate them, so even if the black-robed woman died, it would not affect their function.

After breaking four or five traps in a row, Han Xiaodong seemed a little impatient. These believers were even more annoying than Gao Kui, at least Gao Kui would say a few words to them, but these believers were like lunatics. Rushing forward with slogans they didn't understand, there was almost no more content to communicate.

Those who can fight, will fight with all their lives to kill the intruders. Those who can't fight will simply commit suicide and die in martyrdom. After finally catching two alive, they want to ask the whereabouts of the missiles, but they bite them apart before they can say anything. Poison kills itself.

Han Xiaodong really began to admire this Dongmenshe. This guy's brainwashing is simply more powerful than nuclear bombs. Nuclear bombs can only kill or scare people, but this old guy Dongmenshe can make people die for him.

Once this ability is used to do evil, the threat it poses is self-evident.

At the beginning, Han Xiaodong would try his best to use his skills to solve problems, hoping to keep two people alive and ask for news.

Later, the brutality and madness of these people completely annoyed him, so he didn't even bother to ask, and he didn't even use skills. The key point is a knife, there is no nonsense.

It has to be said that believers in these bases are simply more terrifying than berserkers.

Berserkers are puppets based on people, and they fight entirely by orders and instincts. But these people are conscious people, but they are like bloodthirsty demons, wishing to come up and kill Han Xiaodong directly to relieve their hatred.

This reminded Han Xiaodong of a saying: Sometimes, people are scarier than devils.

Killing all the way from beginning to end, Han Xiaodong no longer remembers how many people died by his knife. This is the most murder he has killed since he cooperated with K.

Even though he was protected by the air shield, the clothes on his body were also sprayed with blood, so that the original color could not be seen. Half of his body was stained red with the blood of the dead. From a distance, he looked like a Rakshasa.

In comparison, Xiaobai is much more elegant. Although he is also a killer, Xiaobai can always dodge the splashing blood skillfully.

As a result, after rushing all the way, Han Xiaodong made himself look like a seriously injured person, but Xiaobai was still clean and tidy, without any signs of distress.

If it was in the past, he would never be able to do this kind of massacre, and he could walk over the enemy's corpse without changing his face or beating his heart.

However, the actions of the creator, the madness and distortion of these fanatics, and the trial of the king's heart made him understand what a real war is, and also deeply understand the state that needs to be maintained in the war .

The comrades-in-arms who were talking and laughing with you yesterday may already be the object of your worship today.The relatives and friends who were still missing in the last second, you may receive news of their death in the next second.

In fighting, there is no right or wrong, only life and death. No one has a deep hatred with anyone. Even if they sit in different places, they can pour a cup of tea for each other and chat about their ideals in life.

But here is the battlefield, when the enemy's scimitar swings at you, the only thing you can do is to send him to see God first, there is no other choice.

This is war. Han Xiaodong has already declared war on the founders. There is no compromise, no retreat, just life and death. If it is said that these people died unjustly, it can only be blamed that they voted for the wrong temple and chose to help the tyrant and become a minion.

In the matter of killing people, at first it was anger, then it was excitement, and in the end it was numbness. When Han Xiaodong completely lost interest in wielding a knife.

His blade deflected slightly, piercing the chest of the last believer on the opposite side, and directly nailing him to the wall.

"Ah~~~!"

The believer yelled, and he didn't know whether it was because of pain or excitement. He was waving a scimitar in his hand, and he managed to attack Han Xiaodong, but Xiaobai chopped off his wrist.

The hand with the scimitar slipped from his side, Han Xiaodong didn't even look at it, he directly reached out and clamped the believer's chin to prevent him from committing suicide.

"Say, why do you want to turn those people into monsters?! Tell me, and I'll give you a good time!"

After killing so many people, Han Xiaodong's eyes no longer had the ease they had before. At this moment, there was only a deep indifference in his eyes. Even the strongest fighter would shudder because of the cold eyes. The continuous fighting made him doubt many of his previous conjectures. Whether those berserkers voluntarily became that way became a thorn in his heart.

Seeing Han Xiaodong staring at him, the believer became quiet all of a sudden, looked at him for a while, then laughed wildly, and said vaguely: "That's what they deserve! Their distracting thoughts have polluted the temple. Purify them! Long live the leader!"

Looking at this believer who had fallen into madness, Han Xiaodong suddenly felt angry again. With a struggle in his hand, the black dagger, together with the handle, sank into the believer's chest.

Seeing the body of the believer in front of him slowly wither away, the anger in Han Xiaodong's eyes gradually disappeared.

He pulled out the dagger that was already full of blood, let out a long sigh of relief, and let the body that had lost its temperature slide to the ground by itself, leaving a shocking bloodstain on the wall.