Chapter 4870: stick master
After hearing Deathstroke's explanation, Ciri blinked her eyes as if she was comprehending something, so Su Ming was not in a hurry to explain it to her, but instead asked Ambushes to take some pictures and shots below, as an example of punishment games.
If any alien race wants to play this game in the future, at least after watching today's video, they will know that it is best not to lose the game.
The green grasshopper also had the same intention. He disappeared with a camera drone, and said that he was going to interview the aliens and ask them how they felt when hunting elves. After all, it is not every day to see such barbaric Hunting in style, too.
"The food in the hot pot is almost finished." The adjutant stirred the cauldron with a talon, and only fished out some spices and bits of minced meat: "It seems that your time calculation, Sheriff, is just right, because you have already picked it up from the quantum in advance." Did you get the news?"
Su Ming didn't answer, but just glanced at her with a smile: "How are Batman and the Joker going?"
"No progress yet, the bionics are besieging the Ice King, and the two of them are watching, as if they want to save some energy for the next game between the two." The adjutant raised his hand and released a small projection screen , which is what the streets of 40K New York look like at this time: "Based on my judgment of the enemy's pace and attack power, this ancient man can't last long, which is disappointing."
"Not all milks are called Texus, nor are all Nordic warriors all Asgardian berserkers. Once they enter the battle, they can spend days and nights with the enemy."
Su Ming, who was looking at the picture scroll-like scene of **** under the flying carpet, smiled and shook his head. He drank the last bottle of beer and destroyed the bottle:
"Without the blessing of blank power, it's pretty good that the King of Frost can stand up to now. I don't care, anyway, the more the two patients make trouble on the 40K earth, the more people will go to the great voyage of the universe. It suits me, let's go to Earth 0 and see what's going on with Bobo?"
Not far away from the Elven Palace, there was the sound of pinging, bells, bangs, screams and groans, which was very lively.
In the perception of the darkness, Eredin was fighting with an alien. Facing a terrifying creature that he had never seen before, he was indeed overwhelmed by the acidic body fluid, and another mouth that could pop out from the monster's mouth To hit, can only be regarded as a narrow victory.
But after he got rid of an alien, he was still surrounded by alien creatures. On the ceiling, in the corners, in the fireplace, behind the curtains, there were all the hissing sounds made by the corrosion of the ground caused by the drooling of these monsters.
He is a warrior with good magic and martial arts, but at the level of the omnipotent universe, he can't even see his tiny figure, maybe not even a grain of sand.
"Detective Orangutan has contacted Constantine, but the latter drank too much today and is now in a coma under the influence of alcohol." The silver-haired girl switched the channel again and showed the sheriff another world: "Although he is sleepwalking He accepted the orangutan's commission with an attitude, but he can only go to the ghost gentleman tomorrow night at the earliest, and he also took the opportunity to blackmail a favor."
Even though Konstantin was drunk and sleepwalked while answering the phone, he still instinctively ripped off Bobo like a bitch.
Let him catch the ghost gentleman, yes, but he is a detective from hell, and private detectives need money to do things, so he wants a favor from Deathstroke.
"I knew I should have asked Bobo to find Alberta." Su Ming stroked his beard, and watched Constantine on the small screen embracing a fat black prostitute as he fell asleep: "That's it, anyway, favors are Bobo owes it, I just pretend I don't know. Cut it off, don't look at the scumbag's bedroom, it's disgusting..."
Deathstroke doesn't have any moral obsessions, and it doesn't look down on those who are young ladies. After all, it is also a kind of self-reliance. Killers and prostitutes are the earliest professions that appeared in human beings.
But Zha Kang's taste is too strong. After eating meat hot pot just now, and seeing this black woman who is three times fatter than Amanda Waller, it always makes people feel a little too greasy.
In this way, Su Ming mentioned a few more places, and observed them through his adjutant, such as Fortress of Solitude, Rock of Eternity, Wayne Building, etc., which seemed to be unrelated areas.
He didn't say why, and the adjutant didn't ask.
Time passed in such a tacit cooperation, and soon, a group of aliens dragged out a tattered man from the palace, just like a family dog with slippers in its mouth, to greet the master who came home from get off work.
Eredin really wanted to rush out to rescue the people of the elves, but he underestimated the cunning of the aliens and the combat effectiveness of these natural hunters when they cooperated with each other.
Aliens are not brainless zombies, they can avoid attacks, avoid traps, use strategies and tricks, and the cooperation with each other is the most suitable tactical arrangement for hunting.
So after being surrounded by a sea of insects and hacking to death more than a dozen aliens one after another, the King of the Wild Hunt was still caught by the aliens.
One of the aliens sneaked through his calf with its tail, and just as he raised his sword to cut off the tail, another alien jumped up and bit his weapon-holding hand, and the next thing was to see the opportunity More aliens swarmed up, and in the blink of an eye, all his limbs were scrapped, as if he had become a human stick.
The acidic body fluid corroded his skin, making the otherwise respectable tall elf look dark, and even some flesh and blood on the surface of his body had turned into pus, and the armor had been torn to pieces long ago.
The aliens dragged him out of the palace to the square outside the gate, and then they squatted down and wagged their tails towards the sky, as if expecting something.
Thanks to the low temperature outside, Eredin's wound was instantly frozen, which saved him from bleeding to death.
It's not that there are no other elves nearby who want to rescue him, but those unorganized cavalry and mages are not opponents of the alien army at all. You must know that if the production cost of the aliens is not a bit high, they are actually the most suitable weapons. Zombies and androids are much easier to use.
Zombies without brains~www.NovelMTL.com~ Bionic people are rigid, while aliens have hunting instincts like beasts, and they are also fearless of death.
A mage tried to use magic to open the portal, but in the next second, a strange shape fell from the sky, and he fell on him with a single bite. The 'little tongue' that popped out of his mouth smashed his head like a large-caliber bullet, and the monster stepped on him. Looking at the corpse, he looked up to the sky and screamed.
In the cold long night, it was just an ordinary member of thousands of its kind, and other aliens of its kind had already begun to take the palace square as the center and wiped out all the prey that wanted to resist.
The elves who fell into great joy and sorrow did not organize a decent resistance. After all, Eredin was arrested, and they had no leader. The last mage just now was a small celebrity with the nickname 'Yanying'. Unfortunately, he did not With two guns, naturally there is no chance of a comeback.
"Okay, the dogs have caught Eredin, and he is yours." Su Ming patted Ciri on the back, and even helped her pull out the sword and handed it to her hand: "Go, End this, and from today onwards you will be free."
Ciri froze for a moment, then nodded, and as the flying carpet landed quickly, her breathing gradually became more rapid.
