The Hero System of Meiman

"What! Is he made of iron?"

Oliver was shocked: "This is a high temperature of three to four hundred degrees!"

Oliver is right. The critical temperature of water vapor is 374.5°C. Anyone who is in it will be burned by the heat emitted by the steam.

Slade gasped: "His physical strength has surpassed the physical realm!"

"Is this the physical strength that can be achieved after being injected with mirakuru?" Until now, Oliver still can't believe that a person's physical strength can reach such a level, "Is he using a blind trick!"

The nigger smiled and said nothing, just removed the iron cover from the steam boiler and threw it at Oliver.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

The high-speed rotating iron cover, like a cutting dead line, attacked Oliver.

Oliver was shocked: just a piece of thin paper drawn at high speed can cut his finger. If it is touched by the edge of the iron cover, he may be dismembered!

But the speed at which the iron cover struck was too fast, beyond his ability to react.

He could only see the dead line approaching at high speed, getting closer and closer, and he was helpless.

"I can't believe I died like this."

At the moment when the thought flashed through Oliver's mind, a green light hit the dead line, deflecting the dead line's trajectory, causing the dead line to turn into a round cake and hit Oliver.

"Uh uh uh uh..."

Oliver had a brush with death, but he could only put up a defensive posture in a hurry, protecting his chest with both arms and resisting the huge force, "Uh-huh...ah..."

He gritted his teeth, trying to endure the pain in his right arm, "Ahhhhh... my arm seems to be broken!"

The nigger said: "You are so lucky, Oliver." As he said, he removed another L-shaped steel pipe from the boiler, not caring about the burning sensation coming from the steel pipe. "Since you are still alive, take a good look at it." Let me ravage your partner!”

As he spoke, the nigger launched his first counterattack.

call.

He waved the L-shaped steel pipe in his hand and hit Slade like an adult beating a child, leaving Slade unable to resist.

"I heard that you also have mirakuru on your body?" The nigger yelled while beating him: "The mirakuru on your body is fake, right?!"

"Come on, tell me if it's fake!" The steel pipe in the nigger's hand hit Slade with a bang, without giving Slade any chance to fight back. "Look at you trembling like a dog!"

In just half a minute, the nigger had been beaten hundreds of times, and the steel pipe had been flattened.

But he had no tendency to stop, "Come on, tell me how you feel?"

He kicked Slade to the ground and put his foot on his chest, "Tell me loudly, do you accept it?!"

Slade's mouth was full of blood, but he laughed, "I refuse to accept it, what can you do?"

The nigger smiled solemnly and said, "If you don't accept it, I'll beat you!"

As he spoke, he held the steel pipe in his hand and thrust it into Slade's chest, directly penetrating Slade's body!

"Oh no!"

Oliver watched helplessly as Slade was beaten and saw him lying on the deck covered in blood, but there was nothing he could do, "...No!"

He wanted to rush forward and give the nigger a strong counterattack, but it backfired. An iron rod thrown by the nigger was stuck on the edge of the ship.

"Just watch from the side!"

The nigger twisted his wrist, "Who's next? Oh, by the way, it's your turn!"

He stared upwards at the mast, "Are you ready to die, young man!"

Yu Hua said nothing.

"Why, are you too scared to speak?"

Yu Hua remained silent, just watching everything on the deck.

Slade was lying on the deck covered in blood, and Oliver's right arm was broken, but the Negro still had many men who needed to be eliminated one by one.

He needs a quick fix!

Yu Hua took a deep breath. The sea breeze from the North China Sea carried an icy air, making him calmer.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the string, not aiming it at the nigger, nor at the nigger's men.

Instead, it aimed at the center of the two.

"Dragon Archery·San!"

A green arrow that explodes into fragments, attacking multiple targets at the same time. The fragments hit the deck or wall and begin to rebound.

"Ouch!"

The nigger's men were attracted by Yu Hua and could not take care of the injured Oliver and Slade, so they all rushed towards him.

"Dragon Archery·San!"

"Dragon Archery·San!"

"Dragon Archery·San!"

The green arrows in Yu Hua's hand flowed one after another, as if they were riding the wind.

"Rush up and kill him!"

The nigger's men gathered below the crowd, trying to climb up the mast and drag Yu Hua down.

However, Yu Hua did not pay attention to the actions below, but surrendered his eyes to the nigger.

The nigger sneered, "So that's why you climbed up the mast early!"

Yu Hua said: "Not bad!"

"Shooting from a high position without interference? What a beautiful idea!" The nigger took out a piece of steel.

, said: "Come down here!"

Whoosh.

The steel piece was like a hidden weapon, snapping the mast in half.

creak...

The mast fell slowly down.

And Yu Hua also began to fall from the sky.

"Yu Hua!"

Oliver was shocked and said: "Hurry up and shoot a rope arrow and run away!"

Slade opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

But the message in his eyes was just like Oliver's, telling him to run away quickly!

The nigger signaled his men to rush towards Yu Hua and shouted: "Run, where are you going?"

Yu Hua said nothing, just sprinted along the fallen mast.

His steps were nimble, like a Japanese ninja.

In the eyes of everyone, he flipped and jumped, pulled out a green arrow in mid-air, and spit out a series of strange spells.

"竜が我がenemyを喰らう~!"

At the moment the spell ended, a green light that was enough to cut through the sky condensed on the dragon's bow.

The next moment, a majestic and green dragon, flying and circling, shot at the black ghost along with the arrow.

"My God, what is this!"

The nigger, who had always kept his expression straight, couldn't help but become moved.

His men were even more horrified and speechless.

"Oh my God, this is the dragon from the East!"

Oliver gasped.

However, the moment the blue dragon attacked the black man, all thoughts were no longer important.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa..."

The nigger and his men roared in pain.

Their bodies exuded a green shimmer, and smoke began to rise from their eyes.

"Aaaaaaaaaa..."

Green smoke also began to emit from their open mouths.

Under the illumination of the silver moon, they looked like a group of undead warriors who had just crawled out of the grave, but were purified by the green holy light.

"Uh huh..." The nigger clenched his hands into fists and exhaled puffs of green smoke. "I am a transformed super mirakuru warrior... I am immortal..."

His men also began to spit out smoke, "We are eternal..."

Yu Hua carried the dragon's bow on his back and stood on the mast, saying: "Nothing is eternal, including gods!"

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo..."

The nigger and his men roared in unison, as if they were fighting against the dragon soul in their bodies.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew through, and all the green smoke disappeared.

Except for the swaying flames, broken masts, and a mess on the deck, nothing seemed to have happened.

There was only one skeleton standing on the deck, as if to mark what had just happened.

Slade worked hard to pull out the steel pipe that penetrated his body, and climbed up from the deck with blood in his mouth, "Little... son... really... there..."

Before he could finish speaking, his legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Fortunately, Oliver helped him up in time and prevented him from falling.

Slade still wanted to try to speak, "I really... really want... to change into a... beautiful..."

But before he finished speaking, he saw a group of skinny people wearing ragged prison uniforms standing at the entrance of the cabin, but with moving faces.

"Thank God!"

A person stood in the middle of them, it was the pastor whom Yu Hua and Oliver knew.

"I have been praying sincerely since I was imprisoned, praying for someone to rescue me. Now, I have finally waited for this day."

He looked at the skeleton standing on the deck and said, "Is the nigger dead?"

A smile appeared on Slade's face and he said: "Dead...!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh……"

The prisoners on the ship cheered loudly.

The priest walked to the skeleton and saw only the heart of the skeleton with a blood clot hanging on it. "What, what is this?"

Yu Hua and others looked forward and saw that the blood clot was bright red and still squirming slowly, as if it was very vital.

Oliver said: "Oh my god, is this the essence of mirakuru?"

Yu Hua said: "Maybe."

Oliver smiled sarcastically, "Can you let me end its life, brother Yu Hua?"

Of course Yu Hua knew what Oliver was talking about, so he generously handed the dragon's bow into his hand, "Come on!"

Oliver handed Slade, who was supporting him, to everyone. He ignored Slade's protests and opened the dragon's bow with a buzz.

Whoosh.

A green light passed through the red blood clot.

"Kill the Anthony's deputy commander, nigger, and gain 1000 experience points."

"Level improvement: Level 3."

"Attribute points gained: 5 points."

"........."