How Did It Become a River Crab?

"Oh, you're such a fool."

Mo Lan raised the shield, turned on the horsepower at full speed, and rushed towards Kada Jhin's bell tower with a [Crab Sprint] at full speed.

From his position to the bell tower, there is a blank area of ​​about 200 meters, all the buildings are destroyed, there is no shelter, and Mo Lan wants to pass through this open area!

On the high tower, Jhin, who hid his face behind the mask, frowned slightly, but still raised his rifle and aimed at Mo Lan who was running straight towards him without dodging or evading.

Although in the game, Jhin uses the pistol on his waist for level A, but here, as long as long-range sniping is required, Jhin can use his rifle that can only be used when he is usually wide open.

This rifle has been remodeled by the Iron Wheel Factory, and the power of the bullets can be adjusted at will. There are five levels from low to high. Jhin glanced at the hideous conical shield in front of Mo Lan, adjusted the power to level two, and buckled. The trigger was pulled.

"Oh!"

Bullets wrapped in dark red fireworks roared out of the gun and hit the shield in front of Mo Lan fiercely.

And then... no more.

This bullet hit an invisible barrier before it approached Mo Lan's shield for [-] seconds and disappeared.

Mo Lan was 160 meters away from him.

"Exquisite shield..." Jhin raised his eyebrows, adjusted the power of the bullet to level three, and shot it out with one shot.

This shot penetrated the invisible barrier, and then bounced off with a clang like a BB bullet shot at the wall.

Mo Lan was 130 meters away from him.

"..." At this moment, Jhin suddenly felt that something was wrong. In his impression, no shield could block the shooting of the third-level bullet.

He pulled the trigger again, and this time he adjusted the power to the highest level five.

This shot penetrated the invisible barrier and hit the vanguard shield, making Mo Lan's body slightly stagnant...and then disappeared.

Mo Lan was 100 meters away from him.

Only at this time did Jhin's complexion hidden under the mask undergo an extremely obvious change.

...It doesn't make sense.

Why can't a weapon that can penetrate three layers of steel plate break through a shield that looks only two fingers thick?

In a daze, the sense of crisis forced Jhin to open a button on the gun body, and the muzzle of the rifle in his hand immediately bloomed like lotus petals, emitting a cold light.

Master Jin's ultimate skill [Perfect Curtain Call] fires four powerful bullets, causing high damage and deceleration effects to the hit enemies.

The moment Mo Lan saw the muzzle of the gun on the roof light up, Mo Lan suddenly took out a scroll from the inventory, tore it apart, and the light pointed in the direction where Jhin was.

The next moment, Jhin opened fire.

Completely different from the previous bullets, this time, the bullets fired by Jhin are like real meteors, with the blue tail flame enveloping the bullet body, burning the air, tearing the sound barrier, precisely and without error...

It hit Mo Lan's side 30 meters away, on the signboard of a tavern on the next street.

The second bullet hit the floor in front of Lucian's bunker.

The third bullet, which went into the hole that the little brother had dug, got next to Lucian's horse and scared it half to death.

... This shit is outrageously crooked.

The scroll that Mo Lan took out was the [Scroll of Myopia] that the seller sold him at a low price with endless points for 200 (the original price was [-], Mo Lan forcibly rounded it up) when he was doing targeted shopping...

Although it was a white outfit, although it could only take effect on a single target for ten seconds, for Jhin who relied purely on marksmanship, this was his nightmare.

In a daze, Jinyu exploded under the threat approaching in front of him, and his vision became clear for an instant. He seized the clarity of this instant, swung his sniper, and blasted the last bullet at Mo Lan who was charging!

This bullet is the ultimate bullet, the tail flame is like a scorching sun flashing in the night sky, descending from the sky, with infinite power, it bombards Mo Lan's shield with precision and perfection!

At this moment, Mo Lan's body was like a big fireball that had been detonated, wrapped in the flames bursting out from the bullets, pushed back a full ten meters, and stopped in place, motionless.

Just when Jhin breathed a sigh of relief, the flames faded, and Mo Lan, who was wearing a cracked shield, reappeared in Jhin's field of vision.

Leaning on the shield, Mo Lan raised her head and glanced at her blood volume.

"Oh, it's down 9%, I'm going to die!"

Chapter 410 Three is Art

Jhin's precise marksmanship and high single-shot damage may be a threat when dealing with crispy skin like Su Cai and Lucian, but what he is facing now is Mo Lan who holds a purple-quality vanguard shield.

The Pioneer Shield transformed from the Abyss Blade has inherited the purple-level attributes and the [Hardness] entry. It is already much ahead of the dungeon level in terms of frontal defense. It is Mo Lan's trump card equipment. When the color is stronger than 01:30 points.Now let him eat the [Broken Grace] at the beginning of the Holy Grail War, there will be some cracks on the top of the shield, and it will never burst.

In addition, Jhin seems to be a level higher than Sarah, Ding Tian and Cassiopeia are a small boss, and it is expected that the Vanguard Shield will block his level A.

As for the 9% scraping ult... In the game, the pure damage of Jhin's ult is actually not too high. Most of the damage comes from the extra damage caused by the enemy's lost health when the enemy's blood remains. , that is to say, is a beheading skill.

Even if the basic damage of this skill has been increased a lot in the endless space, facing Mo Lan, who is full of health and wearing a vanguard shield, the damage he can cause is negligible. He can deal 9% damage, which already shows that his output is enough Taller.

It's not that AD doesn't work hard, it's just that wild monsters are too muddy.

With the help of this blow, Mo Lan also figured out the mechanism of the Vanguard Shield's block and damage. After becoming purple quality, when the enemy's output exceeds the level that the Vanguard Shield can perfectly resist, but it will not raise the shield , the shield will first receive the corresponding damage, subtract the damage received, and finally deduct the overflow value to Mo Lan's blood volume.

The 50% damage reduction will only take effect when the shield is broken, but Mo Lan will try to avoid the situation of breaking the shield in the future. After all, this thing is also the Abyss Blade and the Skull Crusher. If the hole cards are gone, it will be quite hurt.

Seeing that Mo Lan was almost uninjured and rushed to the bottom of the clock tower, Jhin silently put down the overheated and temporarily unusable rifle, disassembled it, pulled out the revolver with only four rounds on the rear, and prepared to Hold on to the clock tower.

In order to protect his own safety and prevent "irregular works of art" from running up, Jhin set up dozens of traps in the clock tower, including high-power, anti-aircraft, and remote-controlled types. The power of the traps is progressive, so far. Even this inexplicable crab will suffer a lot if it hasn't broken through the first floor...

Thinking about this, Kenny Jin lowered his head and saw Mo Lan put the shield back behind his back, took out a pixel-style stone pick from his lower body, and knocked on the clock tower.

In the next second, the clock tower collapsed.

Numerous traps were squeezed and detonated, and the continuous sound and light show of explosions was staged crazily, blowing up the ruins of the collapsed clock tower everywhere, debris flying everywhere, and the dust rolled up almost made people think that there was another soul-eating sandstorm.

In the sound and light of the explosion, there seemed to be a tall and thin figure who was being bounced around...

"Good guy, this building has reduced the durability of my stone pickaxe by 25%."

Half a minute later, standing outside the dusty bell tower with other people (including the brought up horse), Mo Lan held the stone pick in amazement.

"After all, he is also a small boss, and he can understand if his hometown is tough." Su Cai narrowed his eyes: "Oh, it's out."

Accompanied by Su Cai's words, a tall and thin man covered in cuts and bruises crawled out from the rubble of the bell tower.

At this moment, Jhin's steampunk-style mask was broken, revealing his ordinary face underneath. He struggled to raise his head, looked at Mo Lan and the others who surrounded him, fell silent for a moment, and shook his head regretfully. Shake your head.

"Unfortunately, art will always be terminated by the ignorant."

"..." Lu Xi'an was about to pull out the revolver at his waist, but Mo Lan stepped up first, spread the pliers, and said, "It's not that I don't understand, I just have a problem." Mo Lan said: "You As I said before, you think death is an art that requires continuous self-improvement in order to produce better [products], right?"

"Art has always been like this, death is the beginning and the end..."

"Close your anus, I'm not interested, let me ask you a few questions." Mo Lan pointed to the man who died in front of the "water cup" outside, "Who was he before he was alive?"

"...a groom."

"Oh, groom!" Mo Lan nodded, pointing to the bodies of the lovers, "What about them?"

"A business couple."

"What about the father and daughter?"

"I used to do handicraft business in the town..." Jhin sneered and said, "Don't ask, I remember the name and history of every artwork, this is my respect."

"It's really respectful." Mo Lan said flatly: "But I'm curious, this town is so deep in the occupation, where can such victims come from?"

"I sent them here myself."

"Is there something wrong with your brain?" Mo Lan tilted her head and said, "There are caravan gangsters and violent beasts all around you. The geographical relationship is so good. You can just use them as materials. Why waste time?"

"Of course it is..." Jhin suddenly felt something was wrong in the middle of speaking.

"Of course what? Tell me?" Mo Lan asked:

"It can't be that they are more powerful. Are you worried that you won't be able to beat them? No way? No way? An artist who says he wants to improve himself won't just pick on people who can't resist just because he's afraid of bloodshed and risk. Bar?"

"Your art won't be so low-end, right? A dignified artist won't be disgusting enough to be a bullying little dog, right? Don't, don't, don't you? That's all your art? The Nossus caravan next door randomly picks out a master Can you do it too?"

"Or, your art is limited to people other than me, who is stronger than me?" Mo Lan said with a smile: "Oh, then your art is really shabby, quite shabby."

"..." Jhin was about to speak, but Mo Lan raised his pliers and stopped him.

"Don't rush to argue with me. I have a proposal. If you really love your art, I have an excellent doctor and all kinds of fancy tools. Today, we will make a work of art with you. The subject is the last-minute struggle of those who cannot survive or die, isn’t it?

Don't worry, the brothers will work hard together, and we will definitely give you a complete obedience. The brother next to me has been a federal marshal. When the time comes, we will transport you to the city and take your name. Damn, you will be famous forever! "

Having said that, Mo Lan changed the topic.

"Hey, but if you really think that your art is fart, there is no problem, turn around now, climb out, climb out of our sight, let us feel comfortable, you can survive, and don't do any art in the future , live a good life, you see, how is it?"

Jhin looked at Mo Lan and his colleagues in silence, his pupils trembling, and remained silent for a long time, then turned around and crawled out with difficulty towards the outside of the town.

"Hey, that's fine, let's go, run to your new life." Mo Lan nodded, began to beat, and shouted "Come on, come on" rhythmically.

After spending 3 minutes with the sound of refueling and struggling to climb tens of meters, he felt his body suddenly slammed forward a lot, and hit the sharp wooden beam in front of him head-on. The beam pierced his neck and out the back of his chest, trapping him in midair.

"Let's talk about it." Looking at the twitching killer who stopped moving, Mo Lan put down the Force Staff, and said to the people behind him, "This is fucking art."

Chapter 410 I have a flat A! !

"You killed [Western Cowboy Jhin], and you will get an instant treasure chest X1 as a reward."

Perhaps because Jhin's combat power is not high compared to Skarner and Fiddlesticks, his kill reward does not have endless points, but only an instant treasure chest.

But it doesn't matter, as a player, if you open the box for me, we will be happy, money is not important, the main thing is the process of opening the box.

After a stick was stabbed to death, Mo Lan and the others spent a few minutes putting all the victims' bodies together, found a shovel in the town, and simply dug a grave for them to bury.

It was early morning at this moment. After finishing this task, the players immediately set off and headed towards the iron wheel factory.

"I've seen a lot of this kind of scum." Lucian, who was galloping, sighed, "Justify yourself with a high-sounding reason, but in the end they are all a bunch of twisted idiots who are greedy for life and afraid of death."

Mo Lan didn't answer, but was just glad that Jhin was a low-level vest version. If it was replaced by Jhin who dared to kill anyone in the main universe, beating up the Kinkou sect, and Piltover's big sister Qing Gangying just facing Jhin, this can Two for one is light.That was a macho man who escaped from the pursuit of Master Ninja, Piltover Elite Guards and Piltover Master, and this kind of LOWB vest was completely different.

This also made Mo Lan sure that apart from the skill mode and combat style of each hero's armor, there will be huge gaps in other areas, such as strength, personality and background.

After thinking about a bunch of miscellaneous things, Mo Lan and Su Cai, who were on their way, took out the [Instant Treasure Chest] from their backpacks at the same time...

On the way back on the road, traditional arts are indispensable.