Gamers Are Fierce - Chapter 740

[Chapter 739 Ventilation]

I don’t know what is the specific principle of the energy system of Mule’s catastrophe and setting sun mechanical golem.

The fiery beams it releases with its arms have a very strong resistance to the energy absorption properties of the corridors of the Dolphin Hotel.

The crimson beam of light was fleeting, and

the rats along the way were burned into a circular gap with a diameter of about one meter.

Through the hollow gap, you could vaguely see the circular clock fixed to the wall by iron nails at the end of the corridor.

And above the clock, the grid-like ventilation ducts.

tread!

Bai Hao was stepping on the wall with his feet in a row, jumping into the hole created by the mechanical golem,

filling the corridor with the power of thought, no longer as gentle and calm as before,

rapidly tumbling and solidifying, turning

into a majestic storm, flying and blocking the At the same time , the group of mice in front of them

stabbed, slashed, chopped, chopped, and slashed in mid-air at a dazzling and terrifying speed. At the same time,

with the eyesight of all the players, they could only barely see a cloud of light. The shimmering afterimages advanced rapidly in the corridor, and

the rats along the way flew into the air inexplicably, and before they landed, they split into countless pieces by themselves.

cut.

Where the lightsaber passed, everything was cut open, and the

cut surface was flat and smooth, without any dents or burn marks.

The beam stabbing sword in Bai Hao’s right hand does not rely on deadly high temperature to cause damage,

but consumes all the energy (including but not limited to spiritual power, psychic energy, internal power, etc.) transmitted by the user to the hilt,

creating an abnormally sharp, sharp and sharp sword. Iron-like beam blades.

The user can input energy with different frequencies into different positions of the hilt according to a series of complex and tedious calculation formulas.

to adjust the length, thickness, shape, and solidity of the blade.

It sounds cool, but in practice, it is a kind of torture.

Every time Bai Haozheng swings his lightsaber, he must estimate the consumption of this blow in advance,

adjust the energy output power,

and even calculate this. After the sword passes, the subtle shape change of the lightsaber that cuts through the enemy’s body changes

the position and strength of the five fingers holding the hilt in advance.

The overall difficulty is almost equivalent to asking a pianist to face a hundred extremely picky critics in the Vienna Golden Hall,

compose and play the music on the spot, without any mistakes or flaws, and if he makes a mistake,

he will die directly.

This not only requires the swordsman to have the brain computing power comparable to a computer chip, and

the muscle manipulation precision comparable to an industrial machine tool,

but also requires the swordsman to be prudent and calm, and to maintain absolute composure under any heavy pressure.

It just so happened that Bai Haozheng had everything.

With a snap of his fingers, he had already crossed half of the corridor,

and the [High Beam Glasses] on the bridge of his nose shone with a searchlight-like intense light, illuminating the pitch-black ventilation ducts.

With the slight difference in the reflection of the light,

he sketched the hidden in his mind. The shadow of the giant rat in the corner of the “t” ventilation duct.

found it.

Bai Hao was raising the hilt of the sword and pointed it straight at the ventilation duct, his fingers like a pianist, pressing on the hilt rapidly,

energy, output.

The beam rapier in the state of low energy consumption instantly expands, turning into ten long parallel lines, passing through the grid of the ventilation duct, and

then merging into one, becoming a “t” shape in the bent ventilation duct,

The right end of the “t” was extended,

and silently penetrated a ferocious giant rat with a particularly large body and a long tail that could not see the end.

All this happened too fast,

the fat giant rat was still in a shrinking and retreating posture, and its body was penetrated by the light beam sharp cone,

its brown-yellow front teeth trembled slightly, its red eyes slowly lost its vitality, and its

fat body was depressed . He lay down on the ground, motionless.

At the same time, the swarms of rats that kept gushing out from the stairwells on both sides of the twelfth floor also trembled,

stopped gushing out without any warning, fell to the ground one after another, and melted into the corridor floor.

That giant rat has also melted…

Bai Hao was feeling the subtle vibration frequency from the tip of the lightsaber, listening to the system kill notification coming from his ear, he breathed a sigh of relief,

turned around and nodded to the other players, Said that he had killed the rat king alien.

Just now, when he suddenly jumped out of the vajra circle and attacked the rat king, his companions in the vajra circle were also supporting

. Made a “Come on! Fighting!” metal sign using alchemy.

Really reliable teammate.

As soon as Bai Hao stepped on the ground, the lingering thoughts around him condensed into four streamlined tail nozzles, spraying gas, providing thrust, and

propelling him to fly towards the diamond circle.

The rat king group lives with the death, and the number is almost infinite.

If it continues to be consumed, it can easily consume players who run out of ammunition, food, and oil,

but the rat king center itself is too weak, and its physical strength is only slightly higher than that of ordinary beasts. A little higher, comparable to the lowest level of monsters,

slashing its center, you can kill all the rats…

His thoughts were abruptly interrupted, and

Bai Haozheng only felt a flash in front of his eyes. The diamond circle that was in front of him abruptly retreated ten meters to the other side of the corridor.

No, it’s not that the King Kong circle is retreating, it’s Bai Haozheng himself…

There are still expressions of horror and confusion on the faces of the players and companions in the retina.

Bai Haozheng twisted his waist violently, and the four tail nozzles with concentrated mind power erupted forward. At the

same time, the five fingers pressed frantically on the hilt of the sword,

disregarding the consumption of spiritual power, forcibly turning the beam blade into a wall of light, blocking the front.

At the moment when the wall of light was formed, Bai Hao clearly saw that

a rotten old creature covered with black oily objects was standing at the entrance of the stairs on the left side of the corridor, reaching out to himself.

Compared with the one I saw before, the rotten marks on the scary old man’s body were more obvious.

Just now, he was dragging himself from the air, trying to drag Bai Haozheng towards him.

He just killed the rat king, so he’s about to face the terrifying old man…

Bai Hao’s mind turned sharply, his right hand maintained the light wall, he flipped his left hand, took out a thick stack of yellow paper talismans, and threw them into the air,

everywhere. Psychic power, while pushing Bai Hao to continue to retreat,

turned into spikes and nails, firmly nailing hundreds of talismans to the walls, floor, and ceiling of the corridor.

These talisman papers were drawn by colleagues from the Abnormality Society, and each of them has the functions of sealing, immobilizing, and strangling evil spirits,

but at the moment, Bai Haozheng only hopes that they can slightly block the progress of the terrifying old man…

“Be careful!

” With the warning sound of Wanli Sealing Knife,

Bai Haozheng only felt the sound of “呲呲” coming from the corridor wall behind him, as if something was boiling and liquefying.

That’s… the scary old man!

Just as Li Ang described, its strength was improved again,

ignoring the wall of light that Bai Hao was creating with his rapier, ignoring the talismans attached to the walls along the way,

separated by a distance, on the two walls directly behind Bai Hao. A large amount of black mud was projected,

through the black mud, pierced through the wall,

waved the bag, and put it on Bai Haozheng.

[End of this Chapter]