Chapter 336 Flesh Gears, Fantasy Tactics
Just when Shen Bei was standing on the top of the cliff, throwing rocks at the enemy with the help of the armor, he was throwing them vigorously.
Suddenly, his back felt like a thorn.
A huge sense of crisis came over him.
About ten meters away, a strong murderous intent suddenly rose from behind, and an extremely hot force rushed over like a cannon.
Shen Bei's vigilance reached the limit.
There is no doubt that this is definitely a superpower who rushed to the top of the mountain while he was distracted.
At this moment, Shen Bei was forced into a situation where he had to confront the superpower again.
Fortunately, there was heavy fog around, and Sanmu couldn't catch Shen Bei's figure for a while, so there was no need to worry about being shot from a distance.
Having said that, Shen Bei didn't have to fight to the death with him. He only needed to retreat from this place, which would be Shen Bei's victory.
Pulling battles are Shen Bei's strengths.
The enemy behind him threw a hot fireball before Shen Bei finished turning around.
Shen Bei simply gave up turning around to buy time for the next move.
He immediately threw out the chain in his arm armor and tied it to a tree trunk on one side. With a sudden pull, he flew sideways and immediately retreated out of the damage radius of the fireball.
Shen Bei had used this move many times. It was efficient and practical.
As soon as the fireball landed, a violent explosion occurred. The entire mountaintop seemed to be shaken. The surrounding trees were swept by the shock wave of the explosion and shattered.
It seemed that there were transparent people standing next to each tree, the same number as the trees. As the explosion sounded, they were like a parade guard of honor, swinging hammers in unison, smashing all the unfortunate tree trunks.
After the smoke, a large hole with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared on the ground. The size was enough for a person to jump down. The gravel sandwiched between the soil was as miserable as the blood vessels exposed in a person's wound.
"Hmph... He's just a sneaky loser, but he reacts pretty fast." The man leisurely took out a pack of red-shelled cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth.
The next second, it seemed that another invisible man came out and took out a transparent lighter. He didn't do anything, but the cigarette butt caught fire for no reason.
The man stared at Shen Bei, his expression was playful: "You are the Shen Bei who attacked our shelter, right? Well, you are always wearing a set of armor, is that your skin? If you surrender now, at least you can avoid burns."
"That sounds very friendly." Shen Bei squatted on the tree trunk, still frightened and alert.
In Shen Bei's opinion, the psychic in front of him was not of low rank, a ninth-rank psychic, and the attack just now was just a tentative one.
There may be more explosive means next.
Although Shen Bei has killed tenth-rank and even eleventh-rank auxiliary psychics,
But as long as the enemy's level exceeds the eighth level, Shen Bei treats them all equally and dares not slack off.
Reaching this level is already a qualitative leap.
Any carelessness will lead to a disaster.
"Don't you have armor on? The fireball just now will only blow you to the brink of death at most, why are you so scared!"
He sneered disdainfully and continued: "Oh, it turns out that you were scared by Sanmu's shot. Then you should be more afraid of me. I have defeated Sanmu before."
"If this analogy is not intentional, then it is your arrogance."
Shen Bei slowly stood up and jumped off the tree trunk. His voice was extremely cold: "But you are not Sanmu after all, and I don't need to be alert. The only way you can kill me is to make me laugh to death."
"I prefer to cry at your funeral."
After saying that, flames suddenly burst out from his palm.
Shen Bei initially thought that the enemy would attack with a column of fire like a high-pressure water gun, but the flames that emerged from his palms instantly turned into a sea of fire and swallowed Shen Bei!
Shen Bei frowned. If there was only one enemy left, Shen Bei could fight more freely.
But the current situation is that this is just one of the enemies from Shelter No. 5.
Shen Bei didn't want to resist the sea of fire for the time being. Although the armor was fine, there was no guarantee that it would be burned.
At the same time, bullets were almost useless in this situation.
Any fire-type mutant could generate a stream of fire that would definitely weaken the kinetic energy of the bullet, or even melt it.
Shen Bei's ineffective attack didn't seem like a test at all.
Then, Shen Bei turned around without thinking and rushed to avoid it at full speed, trying to jump onto the boulder, while behind him, the sea of fire chased him all the way.
To use an analogy, it was as if a submarine was suddenly hit by a torpedo from nowhere, and a large amount of seawater poured into the narrow corridor inside the submarine, and was rapidly swallowing up the corridor from one end to the other. It was such an oppressive battle.
The speed of the sea of fire was faster than Shen Bei's running speed.
Shen Bei tilted his head. As expected of a ninth-level main fire-type mutant, his attack momentum was indeed explosive.
The enemy was mixed in the sea of fire and began to rush towards Shen Bei at the same speed.
If this continues, before running to the big rock, Shen Bei will be caught up by the sea of fire first, and the armor will be baked by the flames.
This is just the beginning of the battle. The more serious the damage to the armor, the more advantageous it is for the enemy behind, and Shen Bei will gradually lose his advantage.
No matter what kind of battle it is, Shen Bei never thinks that he is an invincible general.
One day he will fail.
But Shen Bei doesn't want to taste the bitter fruit of failure here.
He still had more things to do.
At this time, Shen Bei also thought about jumping onto a tree.
But it was meaningless.
In the sea of fire, trees would turn into a pile of carbon ash in the blink of an eye.
Must fight back!
There happened to be a natural stone slab on the road where Shen Bei was running.
It was two meters long and about eighty centimeters wide. It might be formed by a large stone cracking under the sun.
Grab the stone slab.
Then turn around, use the stone slab as a shield, and sprint back to the burning sea of fire.
If the human body is an extremely precise transmission machine, then there is no doubt that people are not skilled users of this machine.
When anyone generates energy, they will lose a lot of energy in the process of muscle and bone transmission. Even martial artists who pay attention to whole-body coordination cannot avoid this perfectly.
It is better to say that it is precisely because martial artists consciously let more muscles participate in the transmission link in the process of moving their bodies, so before the seemingly gratifying result of "increased power output", more energy is wasted in the process.
So, suppose, just suppose, there is such a skill, a skill that is as convenient as a daydream, which can avoid all, if not all, but most of the power loss in the body's transmission link, and then pile all the energy that successfully passes the "level" into the result of "power output", what will happen?
Yes, this requires armor to replenish the lost power.
At this moment, Shen Bei felt that all over his body, many gears that seemed to have never been connected, were biting together with the help of armor.
A grand echo like an illusion seemed to appear in his consciousness, and a terrifying power emerged from his body. Shen Bei firmly grasped the stone slab and rushed into the sea of fire at a speed that he could hardly react to.
The sea of fire was divided into a vacuum channel in the middle by Shen Bei and the door panel's high-speed advance, as if a naughty child pulled out a branch and scratched the water on the ground after the rain, briefly dividing it into two parts.
And the enemy in the sea of fire was exposed like soft meat in a shell!
Now!
