A New Character Every Month

With a sliding step, he avoided the heavy blow, and Tang Dao slashed on the right hand of the martyr.

Just hearing the sound of steel colliding, a rotten giant hand flew out.

In terms of single-point attack, the attack power of these two Tang knives has surpassed that of ordinary thermal weapons, coupled with Lin Zian's superhuman physical fitness, it has caused such an effect.

The martyr whose hand was cut off was unable to pick up the iron cross with one hand, so he could only let it fall.

It seemed that this was the first time he encountered such a thing, and the movements of the martyr paused for a moment.

Lin Zian was so powerful that he forcibly turned his body in mid-air. With this strength, another Tang knife slashed at his left hand.

Another rotten giant hand landed.

After beheading his hands, Lin Zi'an quickly exited the range of the martyr's attack.

He stuck the long knife back into his back and said with a smile, "Without your hands, what other means of attack do you have?"

"Evil man, your soul has fallen into the abyss!"

The eyes of the deceased suddenly turned red, and he said something completely different from before: "My deceased will represent the Lord and adjudicate your sins!"

Call ~

There were several howling wind sounds around.

A trace of black air visible to the naked eye rose from the nearby tomb and gathered around the martyr, and a lot of black air directly entered its body.

There is also some black air condensed at the fracture of its hands, as if it is repairing its palms.

"Hey, isn't it good to cheat like this?"

Lin Zian shook his head, and while walking towards the martyr, he drew out his two knives.

"As the saying goes, villains die because they talk too much. I'm obviously not a villain, but why do I suddenly talk a lot?"

Lin Zian sighed, usually he didn't talk so much.

After all, sometimes you talk too much. If you accidentally let others use the hole cards that you don't have time to use, you are asking for trouble.

He rushed forward and chopped off the condensed palms of the martyr along with a small arm.

"Evil man!"

The martyr without a palm kicked him violently.

Lin Zian dodged the attack with a roll, and came behind the martyr, and cut off its two arms with his backhand.

The martyr who lost his main attack method was like a tiger whose teeth had been pulled out, posing no threat to Lin Zian.

"Thank you for giving me a chance to learn anatomy."

Lin Zian looked at the martyr with a smile on his face, and swung his two knives.

1 minute later.

"Finally done."

Lin Zian put away his two knives and looked at the martyr who had been dismantled into a pile of parts by himself.

Although black air continued to pour into the head of the martyr from all directions, trying to restore its body.

But now it has only one head left, and it can't recover in a short time.

Listening to the martyr who was still shouting "evil man", Lin Zian stretched out his little finger to spare Rao's ear, and said, "Do you think I can't do anything about you?"

He had already tested the hardness of the skull of the sacrificial victim just now, and it was almost on par with his custom-made Tang knife.

If he insisted on beheading his head, the two Tang knives might not be far from being scrapped.

Lin Zian also tried to poke the Tang knife into the eye socket of the martyr and stir the rotten meat inside, but he still couldn't kill it.

After hearing his words, the martyr was silent for half a second, and then spit out the same words again.

"What should I say to you, why don't you believe me?"

Lin Zian took out two high-explosive grenades from his tactical belt, and smiled brightly at the martyr.

Immediately, he quickly pulled out the insurance on it, and inserted two grenades along the eye sockets of the victim.

Then the whole person ran behind a big tree a few meters away with lightning speed, and flew to the ground.

At the same time, two grenades exploded at the same time.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the big tree that Lin Zian used to hide was riddled with holes by the flying shrapnel.

If he was standing or squatting, he might have to try to operate on himself.

[Kill the strange martyr, get [-] reward points! ]

[The cross-border support has been completed, and will return to the original team in 3 minutes! ]

Lin Zian glanced at the countdown that had stopped in the lower right corner, and the two messages that appeared in front of his eyes, got up and patted the dust on his body, and turned to look.

At the center of the explosion, there were a lot of vegetation ignited by the explosion, and there were a few bone fragments around it, which seemed to be the skulls of the martyrs.

"How miserable!"

Lin Zihan shook his head sympathetically, and bent over to pick up a fragment of the skull.

Although the head of the sacrificial victim was very hard, it was not strong enough to withstand the impact of the grenade bursting in a small space.

And judging from the fact that only the head of the sacrificial body can move, there should be something inside to maintain its life, similar to some kind of core soul flow, but it can't be found by ordinary means.

"One hundred reward points, it seems that the equipment can be upgraded."

Lin Zian turned to look at the reward for killing the martyr, but his smile didn't last long. When he remembered that the total reward points of 543 points after completing the cross-border support had nothing to do with him, he became expressionless.

"The reward for the task I did is mine. If I don't agree, even if you use the rules to receive it from yourself, you have to return it to me!"

He laughed again.

Chapter 270 Five Slashing Bullets

"Captain, are you okay..."

In a daze, the man with glasses heard someone calling him.

"Who's calling me?"

He subconsciously opened his eyes, and he saw a few familiar faces.

These few people, without exception, are members of the Oath of Victory.

The man with glasses blinked, remembering the moment before he passed out, when the martyr seemed to throw an iron cross at him.

So, I'm dead.

He muttered to himself, "Is this the world after death?"

Several faces looked at each other, and then a woman in a black combat uniform said: "Captain, you are not dead, you not only dragged the martyr, but also killed him in the end."

"what?"

The man in glasses was so frightened by this sentence that he wanted to sit up, but just halfway up, he fell back because he was too weak.

Fortunately, there was a soft mattress under his body, which did not cause any secondary damage to him.

However, due to the sudden force of the muscles, there was still a pain in the neck.

Before the man with glasses could continue to ask for details, the people around the bed began talking in a hurry, congratulating themselves for their luck and thanking him for what he had done.

Through their scattered words, the man with glasses quickly pieced together a so-called truth.

The time came to the last six and 10 minutes of the countdown. As the captain, the man in glasses, in order not to let the team members die because of his recklessness, used his flesh and blood to attract the attention of the martyrs, thus ensuring the safety of the team members.

Later, before the countdown, he found the weakness of the martyr and solved it in one fell swoop, successfully conquering the [-]th floor.

The man with glasses recalled this nonsense "truth", the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

When did I have such lofty sentiments of sacrificing one's life?

Why don't I know it myself?

However, he had to believe the matter about the sacrifice of the buried, because on the panel given by the gods, there was news about the settlement of the sacrifice.

In addition, on the leaderboard of the Raiders floor, the Oath of Victory also jumped from the eighteenth floor to the thirtieth floor.

The woman in black suddenly said: "Speaking of which, this time we are also considered a blessing in disguise. Although we were teleported to the 29th floor, after solving the martyrdom, the weirdness on the [-]th floor on the [-]th floor will disappear automatically without a fight, and our progress is also slow." I was pulled to the [-]th floor in one fell swoop, and now I am a well-deserved number one, so I don’t have to worry about being overtaken by the other three teams in a short time.”

Hearing the sound, the man with glasses turned his head and glanced at the surrounding environment.

No matter how hard he dared to believe it, he had to believe it from the information on the panel and the fact that the tenth floor of the ward was healed.

You must know that starting from the tenth floor, every ten floors you conquer, the tenth floor will be transformed into a luxurious floor with multiple areas by the power of the gods, and the more you go up, the more luxurious it will be.

From the decoration of this ward, one can see one or two.

Although the man with glasses was pleasantly surprised by this accident, a problem soon popped up.

Who killed the martyr?

The man with glasses turned his attention to the nine people around his bed. Originally there should have been ten people alive besides him, but within a few minutes after the martyr in the middle disappeared, he caught another team member and hung him with a black Cross, let it successfully ascend to heaven.

"It can't be them."

After only a few seconds, the man with glasses denied the guess.

After all, it was he who sent everyone to the crisis-ridden [-]th floor with his own hands, causing a large number of casualties and greatly losing the prestige accumulated during his tenure as the captain.

And if anyone among these nine people gets rid of the martyr, there is no reason to hide it.

As long as he stood up and waved his arms, he could easily deprive him of the captain's position and become the captain himself.

The privilege of the captain is not small, and he doesn't believe that any of these nine people can resist.

"Is that..."

In the mind of the man with glasses, the most unbelievable person appeared in his mind, and at the same time he was the person most likely to solve the martyrdom: "Deadpool!"

On the other side, Lin Zian had already returned to the dark staircase leading to the twentieth floor from the nineteenth floor.