[Comprehensive British and American] The Dark Lord of the Red Tin Can

It clearly has the basic structure of a human being, but the body structure seems to contain this metal, and the place where the face should be is also filled with a mass of pink objects that don't know how to describe it.

"alien!"

I don’t know who yelled, and the scene became chaotic in an instant. Panic screams were mixed with the sound of something being knocked down. A few minutes ago, there were only shadows left on the street that was leisurely and leisurely. Tom finally knew the identity of this species. The original name was Alien.

However, escaping like a headless fly does not do much at all. Those species called aliens hold weapons that obviously exceed the standard value of force. Although Tom doesn't know what it is, he understands that if he is killed If it is swept, there is basically no chance of survival.

The child who was naively asking questions just now cried loudly in fear, and half of his mother's arm was cut off in an instant, and the shrill cry was extremely stimulating to the eardrums. Immediately it was not much better than the one on him.

But he has no time to sympathize with others, because there is already an alien running towards him!

When the distance was close enough that he could clearly feel the heat from the weapon and saw the ugly veins that were different from humans, Tom finally pulled out his stiff legs that almost merged with the ground, narrowly avoiding the attack.

The beating speed of his heart is simply abnormal, but this feeling is actually not that strange. It seems that at a certain time, he has also experienced some confrontations and wars.

This thought flashed by, and before he could recover, his eyes were already occupied by a beam of blue light. Even if he dodged, he still slammed his head and face on the right hand that hadn't completely left. The sensation made him think that his hand had even been chopped off.

The sense of crisis of death made Tom burst out the last trace of strength in an instant, so that he could avoid the lightsaber hitting from behind again. These species that can be called living beings seem to be completely unaware of fatigue, and the interval between attacks is very short. , After solving one, immediately slaughter another non-kind in sight, which can be called a killing machine.

He didn't know if this sudden situation was a feature of this world. He vaguely heard the sound of someone cheering in the distance. What's there to cheer for when it's so dangerous?

When the beautiful weapon lightsaber approached again, if it was hit in such a deadly position, it would definitely kill it.

At this moment, Tom clearly felt some changes in his body, and the power he felt so familiar seemed to return to his grasp in an instant.

"All petrochemical!"

It wasn't until Tom saw the alien in front of him froze in a posture of picking up a weapon and about to slash, that Tom realized what effect his words had had just now.

Just now he was not so much taking the initiative to attack, it was more like a kind of memory in his body, he subconsciously read out the most suitable plan, even though he didn't know the real purpose of this sentence a minute ago.

Tom became more curious about his life experience, but the most important thing now was not this. He didn't know when this war would end, and the injury on his hand had to be dealt with as soon as possible.

With the cover of the already stiff, rock-like alien, he managed to find that a nearby coffee shop seemed to have an underground warehouse, the door to the passageway to go down had been opened, and a person who was probably a clerk fell on the ground. That vicinity, it seems that it has been cleaned up, and those aliens should not come again in a short time.

In order to cross this long distance, Tom had to pretend to be fighting against the already stiff and stone-like body in front of him, then lifted the body, and slowly moved it to the entrance of the passage, crippling one This movement behind the hand is especially unbearable.

At this time, there were very few aliens nearby, and they probably went to sweep other areas. It seemed that they were still very organized and disciplined, which was why his abnormal behavior was not discovered. Tom himself had a certain understanding of his situation. Judging, he can't use much of those magical powers that he doesn't know.

Everything is going smoothly. Although there are only coffee raw materials in the warehouse of the coffee shop, based on what he has seen and heard in the past few days, such a well-built city should not be seen very often in wars like terrorist attacks Yes, otherwise the speed of construction can't keep up with the destruction, so even if he is trapped here, he should be rescued soon.

However, the timing of everything was such a coincidence. Tom had already stepped on the ladder going down, and suddenly he felt that something he had been looking for was nearby!

This feeling came suddenly, just like the magical power that saved his life appeared inexplicably, but Tom intuitively felt that this must be a very important thing, and it was worth getting it back even if he temporarily ignored the current danger.

It only took him two seconds to make a decision, put his feet back on the ground, and after quickly judging the direction, he sprinted towards the sensed direction without using the bulky "cover". Anyway, there were no outsiders nearby. Stars, probably won't get hurt.

This fluke mentality made him a little bit unable to adapt, but his pace still didn't stop for a moment.

The destination is an open place, where the scene is more tragic than that near the coffee shop, and the target fused with the color of blood is still very conspicuous to Tom.

It was a human-shaped object covered in metal. Tom couldn't tell if it had anything to do with aliens, but at least it looked less ugly than those aliens. Eyes were eyes, mouth was mouth, nose...

Wait a minute, this person seems to have no nose, tsk, it seems that he is not a special case.

However, it seemed that the iron can was not in good condition. It was lying there with scars all over its body, and its eyes seemed to have no luster.

Of course, he didn't come to treat this man with good intentions. First, he looked at the big iron can from head to toe to make sure that his target was really him, and the thing was probably in his waist.

But a new difficulty appeared immediately. Tom tapped his waist and abdomen with his hand. The hard touch made him not know how to do it for a while. Several attack spells came back and forth in his mind, but he was not sure. Will those spells cause this person who doesn't know if he is dead to explode directly.

More importantly, he couldn't confirm whether that thing was part of this person's body. This was the only clue he could get to his identity, and it couldn't be easily lost or destroyed.

Tom was still thinking of a way, when he suddenly felt a heavy blow to the back of his head. This was probably a standard beating plot, but he was the one being knocked.

too!fall!mold!up!

Tom himself is not a good-tempered person, which he has clearly understood in the past few days, but now he doesn't even have time to lose his temper, and he fainted as soon as his eyes went dark.