Violators of the Doomsday Game

Chapter 206 Hero saves mutants!

"The whereabouts have been leaked. It seems that we are not cautious enough." The mutant Cummings was sitting on the ground, eating a large piece of thigh meat of the radioactive creature.

Mutants do have powerful regeneration and self-healing capabilities, but in the process, they also consume their own nutrients.

If there is insufficient nutrition, not only will the effect be greatly reduced, but it may even become ineffective.

Because of this encirclement and suppression, they did successfully escape, but they also lost some personnel.

As for the traitor? This is unrealistic, because they have never contacted the Brotherhood of Steel since they left, so their whereabouts cannot be communicated at all.

Passed along by the mutants who came out together? This is even more impossible. We all only have one piece of clothing. How can we pass it on to others? We are still in the north, where we are unfamiliar.

All the mutants who came with Cummings were native to the South.

Therefore, the most likely possibility is that their own whereabouts were leaked and the pure-blood people in the northern sanctuary were aware of it.

For example, after the group of pure-blood warriors they met before were killed by them, there would definitely be consequences, and they couldn't just let it go.

"Boss, the pure-blood shelter in the north seems to be weak." The mutant Rean said after swallowing a large piece of bone meat.

If it had been in the south before, they wouldn't have been able to escape at all.

"It's just that the pure-blood shelters in the north didn't pay attention to us. Otherwise, how could they be a group of mainly composed of third-level shelters, and the rest are fourth- and fifth-level garbage."

"In the south, those who fight us are pure-blooded people from the first-level shelter, and they are much stronger."

"The combat armor imitates the first-level fire armor, and it has to face the more powerful bionic armor. Do you think this group of third-level shelters can handle it?"

"There are indeed first-level shelters in the north, but they have never experienced a real war, so they don't know how powerful we are."

"Otherwise it wouldn't have ended so easily." Cummings said calmly.

The North has never encountered such a large-scale declaration of war by mutants, so it is naturally impossible to consider it to be much of a threat.

When the Brotherhood of Steel first emerged in the south, the pure-blood shelters in the south had the same attitude. It was only after they were beaten hard that they started to take it seriously.

However, by the time they paid attention, it was already too late. The Brotherhood of Steel had completely established its foothold. Under the leadership of its leader, even if it was at a disadvantage, it was enough to face the encirclement and suppression of all pure-blood sanctuaries without falling.

Until now, a large number of mutants have been united and began to reach out to the north.

The Brotherhood of Steel in the South is already as powerful a force as the first-level Sanctuary.

But in the north, the difference is not just a little bit, but that there is no influence at all.

"But, they also saw the situation in the south, why didn't they pay attention to it?" Rean hesitated and asked.

"Do you know about the Wasteland King?" Cummings asked.

"Of course I know, it's very strong." Rean replied.

"Yes, but neither you nor I have seen how powerful it is, so we can't clearly understand how powerful the Wasteland King is." Cummings gave an example: "So the pure-blooded people in the north Sanctuary has no way of realizing the true power of our mutants!"

"I see." Li En nodded as if he understood. Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a voice.

"You can't realize the power of fire, dirty mutants." A cold voice emerged.

In an instant, everyone stood up alertly.

Not far away, a black knight riding a crystal black horse, dragging a giant scythe, was looking down at them with a commanding view.

"Level 3 Fire Armor!" Cummings couldn't help but feel his heart sink. He didn't know the other party, but he had fought against Level 3 Fire Armor during the southern battlefield.

At that time, the opponent was already in the third stage of awakening and unleashed three stages of awakening skills at the same time.

He survived in an extremely difficult way.

Yes, not victory, but survival.

Of course, due to the limitations of the Fire Armor, leaving the shelter too far will lead to weakened strength.

The reason they met at that time was because the Brotherhood of Steel had invaded this level three shelter, so the other party was able to use its full power.

If encountered in the wild, he is really not afraid.

It's just that the level three fire armor he met now cannot exert its full power after leaving the shelter. In his opinion, it can only exert its second-stage awakening state at best.

It may be even lower, so some people fight it.

"It seems like you've seen a lot of them in the south."

"I'm very lucky to have survived."

"It's a pity that you shouldn't have come to the north."

"Remember, the person who killed you is a noble noble!"

It was Sloan, the great elder of the Cold Nobles Sanctuary, who came. Through a series of planning and coercion, he allowed Cummings and the mutants to come to the surroundings of the Cold Nobles Sanctuary.

Just as Cummings thought, because of leaving the shelter, the third-level fire armor of the Cold Noble could only exert the power of one stage of awakening.

But it's enough to kill them, after all, it's level three.

The crystallized war horse arrived in an instant, waving the giant scythe in its hand.

"Awakening Skill·Winter Lotus!"

The giant scythe flew, and a huge icy lotus emerged.

His awakening skill is offensive, with extremely powerful range damage.

The cold lotus exploded in an instant.

Cummings stood at the front and blocked all attacks with his huge body.

One of his heads was broken because of this, but fortunately he had two heads.

"Give it to me, stop, come!!!" Cummings held down the giant sickle with one hand, and the other hand firmly resisted the opponent's charge.

The good news is that there is a chance to win, and the bad news is that the winning rate is not high.

The cold nobles who are far away from the shelter are indeed unable to exert their full strength, but the injuries of Cummings and his mutants have not recovered, and they are also exhausted.

"Puff" Cummings spit out a mouthful of blood, because when he blocked the charge just now, his internal organs were injured.

"Hehe, just a barbarian with only strength." Sloan's disdainful voice came from the fire armor of the cold nobles.

Then he drew back the giant sickle, intending to give Cummings a fatal blow.

However, there were not only Cummings, a mutant from the Brotherhood of Steel, but also other mutants.

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Seeing this scene, they naturally rushed forward.

Cummings also endured the severe pain and launched another attack.

However, both the nobles of the cold and Sloan himself were experienced people, and their reaction measures were still very fast.

Very easily resolved the attack and killed a mutant.

"Don't fight, run, and flee in a scattered manner!" Cummings understood that when he and others were injured and exhausted, they were no match at all.

Hearing Cummings' words, Sloan laughed: "Do you think I don't have any preparations?"

At this time, Cummings' heart suddenly became uneasy.

Before he could guess what the preparations were, Sloan showed them to him.

He saw that a large number of pure-blooded warriors appeared around him at some point.

These pure-blooded warriors wore combat armor and held energy weapons in their hands, completely surrounding them.

For a moment, despair emerged in the heart of Cummings, a mutant who had fought with pure-bloods for several years.

From the beginning, he and his companions did not escape smoothly, but were driven into the encirclement by pure-bloods, but they did not realize this problem.

"Since you are mutants of the Brotherhood of Steel, if you surrender, you can die more easily." Sloan sneered.

His goal was to let this group of mutants die. If they did not resist and led their own death, he would naturally not do too much to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Cummings showed a sarcastic smile: "You pure-bloods have always been high and mighty, even if you want to kill us."

"Do you think we will surrender?"

"No, we will resist!"

After that, Cummings rushed towards Sloan again. Even though he knew he was not an opponent, he was unwilling to surrender.

Not only him, but the remaining mutants were also like this. When they joined the Brotherhood of Steel, they knew that even if they were surrounded one day, there was no choice to surrender.

It's not because they have such a strong backbone, but because they know that they will die if they surrender, and they will suffer more painful torture before death.

It's better to continue fighting, and death will be easier.

"You dare to charge at me, you despicable person, you should die in pain." Sloan's face darkened. Just a dirty mutant made him lose face.

With a thought, the crystal warhorse under his crotch started to charge, and the giant sickle in his hand turned into a death-like lotus, ready to harvest these ignorant mutants.

But the next moment, a black shadow fell from the sky and hit him directly.

In an instant, severe pain broke out, he fell directly from the crystal warhorse, and the giant sickle also slipped out of his hand.

"Wild third-level fire armor, and it's not in the shelter."

"Plus a group of good fuel, just put it like this."

"Thank you for the gift of nature." A playful voice came.

Cummings and other mutants froze in their actions, and Sloan got up, picked up the giant sickle and got on his horse.

In such a short time, they only saw a black shadow quickly killing the pure-blood warrior who was about to attack.

They didn't even see the figure of the person who took action.

Indistinctly, they could only see some strange surroundings similar to long snakes.

Sloan's pupils shrank, and he pulled the reins of the crystal warhorse without hesitation and turned his head to escape.

If he was in the shelter of the cold nobles, he would not be afraid of the other party, but now he could not exert the full power of the fire armor.

He knew that he was not the opponent of the attacker. If he did not leave in time, he would most likely die here.

Now Sloan only wanted to escape, and didn't care who the other party was.