I don't have a system but I have a hammer

Heh, the current him is not as vigorous as he was 10 minutes ago. He is sweating profusely, curled up behind a temporary bunker far away from the war zone, holding the Koran with faint light in his hands, gritted his teeth and endured something...

Looks like this guy is dying...

Glancing at the battlefield that was coming to an end, and then at the priest who was less than 600 meters away, I thought for a moment, crawled out of the pile of corpses without thinking, and then slowly approached him at a pace that my relatives did not recognize...

3 minutes later...

I saw him and he saw me...

After staring wide-eyed and small-eyed for a few seconds, he came to his senses. He only looked at the blood and dirt on my body for a while, and then managed to squeeze out a tired smile...

"Dude, why are you…"

"Don't ask, I'm here to save you..."

With a calm face, I answered casually, and the speed of my feet increased a little, while calculating the distance in my heart...

He frowned, but didn't say much, just pouted towards the battlefield where there were only a few monsters left...

"It's almost over, if you want to help out..."

Zilazila~

An unexpected blue electric current from the hacker drone cut off all his right to speak, and also kicked off the exciting drama brought by the lunatic...

"Alien Battlefield: The Fall of the System Host"

After scanning the situation in front of my eyes and making sure that no one noticed, I casually catapulted the flying claws and dragged the priest over...

Naturally, I took off his Taoist robe, and at the same time took off the protective clothing he was wearing inside, and after putting it on straight away, I slit his throat...

"Ding, do you want to activate the battlefield... system!"

"Ding, do you want to activate the Allah...system!"

After silently chanting and activating, I watched the Quran of the painting god disappear before my eyes, stood up and shook the blood on my body, and turned my head to look at the battlefield ahead, with a blazing fire shining in my eyes...

Ha, what an exciting day...

Without any nonsense, I picked up the submachine gun in my right hand and the tungsten cannon in my left hand, and suddenly activated the jets on the soles of my feet, and shot towards the system host closest to me, like a hungry wolf waiting in the dark for a long time. …

You have poisoned a world...

Now I want to poison another...

Heh, let's all die here today!

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Number one is a system host, he has two abilities...

One is that in the process of killing, he can temporarily increase his own all-round attributes, and the other is that he can enlarge any organ of the body. Due to some reasons that are inconvenient to disclose and ashamed to speak out, he is still single...

But compared to a woman who disappears overnight, he prefers the exciting alien battlefield...

Because here, he can get the unprecedented pleasure of killing, which cannot be replaced by those playthings that are disposable and pokeable...

Similarly, there are too many rules and regulations on the earth, so that on the first day he entered the tail star, he sneaked to a small village of Harkers without telling the leader, and put all the bloodthirsty desires he suppressed on the earth...

Release them all!

Killing is wine, women are food!

He was obsessed with it, fell into the vortex of desire and couldn't extricate himself, fell in love with this primitive planet full of playthings more and more, only regretted that he hadn't come here sooner...

And today, it was another day where he could release the pleasure, so he came to the front line early, hid in the crowd, and couldn't wait to look at the Hakk tribe in the distance, waiting for the coming of that beam of light...

Soon, the monsters all over the sky attacked, the stormtrooper suffered heavy casualties and fled, but he still hid in the corner without changing his face, watching the tragedy in front of him, because the stormtrooper was just a group of ants...

Also because, the singing has not sounded yet...

Yes, although he really wants to let go and kill wantonly, sometimes he still has to listen to what the leader says...

"In the name of mankind, fight to the last moment!"

Hearing the sound of the signal, he could no longer bear the urgency and madness in his heart, rushed out like the wind, and started the massacre performance that he had imagined countless times...

oh?You ask how to perform...

Simply put in one word...

kill!

Yes, number one doesn't care about the lives of shit...

As long as it is moving, alive, and breathing, he wants to slap it, and then crush, squash, and trample it until it loses all life and turns into dust!

Therefore, as long as it is the place where No. [-] appears, it is impossible for anyone to survive...

Even companions, comrades-in-arms, no one survived!

Unlike other system hosts, he didn't experience any fatigue or exhaustion after nearly 10 minutes of frantic slaughter, but was still in good spirits and in excellent condition...

This is all because of his killing system, which can give him a steady stream of physical energy and strength when the host is killing. In other words, he is a perpetual mobile phone that exists for killing!

Wow ~ snap ~

With a powerful slap accompanied by howling winds, Number One, covered in blood, slapped the last colorful mandrill on the cliff, and then turned his head to glance at Hake on the other side. Clan, with playful eyes, licked the scarlet corners of his mouth, and swallowed the blood froth in his mouth...

In the end, he still held back the completely crazy idea of ​​rushing to the other side, and turned to look at the stumped limbs and arms around him, as well as the several stormtroopers lying on the ground dying, and suddenly made a meaningful arc...

In the next second, he rushed forward with extreme cruelty, met the horrified eyes of the wounded, and smashed him into pieces...

pat~

Looking at the meat paste and internal organs scattered like flowers under the palm of his hand, he smiled with extreme satisfaction, and then walked towards the next position where the poor bastard was lying with unrecognizable steps...

pop~

the second…

pop~

The third…

This kind of blowing feeling like ordinary mosquitoes is the spiritual food that No. [-] enjoys the most. Although it is only for a moment, it is more refreshing than drinking an iced Coke on a hot summer day...

But just as he was enjoying it, when he was about to wave his hand to deal with the fourth poor thing, he suddenly heard a voice that surprised him...

"Ding, do you want to activate the soldier king system!"

Why are there still monsters?

Puzzled, he frowned, but he didn't take it seriously, he didn't even care about his companion's death, he just activated the system casually, then glanced behind him subconsciously...

But the scene in front of him changed his originally lazy and indifferent expression drastically. He just muttered "what's going on" in a daze, and then his eyes widened in disbelief, as if seeing Ghostly...

That's right, what caught my eye was a young man who was also covered in blood from far away. He was precisely harvesting the lives of every capable user at an extremely fast speed...

Behind the man are the system hosts who are lying on the ground, leaning against the rock wall, covering their necks, spitting blood, or dying...

Yes, they were alive and kicking just now, but now they have long since lost their vitality when they came here, only the deep fear of facing death is left...

Currently, there are less than four system hosts who are still alive, and they are running in the direction of No. [-] in a panic, shouting in panic...

"Run! Run!"

"He has energy in him!"

Who is this man who came from nowhere?

One doesn't know, the only thing he knows is...

The thing hanging on that man's waist is something that the top executives of the alliance will focus on every meeting, but it is absolutely impossible to exist here...

That's a handle...

Hammer!