Chapter 487 Armed Gargoyle
As soon as the stranger opened his eyes, he saw such a shocking scene that he couldn't help but feel his legs go weak.
“…Ah, ah…”
The throat rolled and made meaningless sounds.
His pupils constricted, his vision went black, and the stranger fell directly to the ground—not just because he was knocked down by the "flying kick", but because his mind went blank and he felt dizzy, and his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.
The Stranger is not afraid of corpses, let alone the dead.
As a fourth-level Disaster Reconstructor, though he hadn't yet graduated from school, he had already assembled numerous corpses. Even before he could barely speak, he had already learned the art of sewing corpses from his sister and father. To him, human corpses were merely materials, no different from clay or building blocks.
He had a friend who was a watchmaker. That guy had been tinkering with pocket watches since he was a kid, and Stranger had been tinkering with corpses since he was a kid, so to him, it was the same.
——However, it was the first time that Stranger saw a living person turned into a corpse.
The transcendent's exceptional dynamic vision allowed him to see everything. Fear and shock still lingered on the old man's face, his entire body twisting and shattering under the flames and pressure. His body, crushed by the pressure, resembled a tomato stuffed with firecrackers. The countless spurts of blood were like countless needles, piercing his bones like nails.
The stranger couldn't even tell whether it was because the blood had penetrating and impactful power under high pressure, or whether the pain he felt was just an illusion.
He himself didn't know what he was afraid of, but he knew that it would be very dangerous for him to stand in the middle of the street.
Even though his legs were starting to weaken and he couldn't stand up, his educated mind still urged his body to crawl away from the shattered corpse.
He had crawled two steps when he realized he hadn't taken the box. He crawled back, held onto the box, hunched over, and staggered to a nearby house.
He knocked on the door and it opened immediately. The other party pulled him in without asking any questions.
That was an old woman.
"Nobel Master!"
She exclaimed, "Are you okay?!"
“…Heah, ha…ha…cough cough cough…”
The stranger waved his hands and shook his head, but could not speak.
He was breathing heavily, gasping for air as if he were having an asthma attack.
But there was no fresh air rushing into my throat.
——There is only the smell of soil, blood and gunpowder.
They made the stranger's throat dry and he wanted to cough. He coughed until tears came to the corners of his eyes, like a non-smoker taking a long drag on a lit cigarette.
It took him a long time to finally calm down a bit. He asked in a hoarse voice, "What... happened?"
He was surprised at how hoarse his voice had become, and it seemed as if his voice was about to break just by speaking.
Stranger instinctively touched his throat, but it felt wet and sticky. His experience immediately told him that it was the touch of warm human blood.
He brought his fingers to his eyes in a daze and found that blood was dripping from them.
The stranger felt his eyes blurry and he couldn't open them. He subconsciously reached out and scribbled his hands across his face twice, but when he let go, his hands were covered in blood.
"The Star Antimony people who got their assholes fucked by pigs are coming in!"
The old woman screamed in a shrill, witch-like voice: "There are dead people everywhere, don't go out!"
...Star Antimony Man?
The stranger gradually sorted out some of the current situation.
Although I don't know why, I suddenly appeared here when I opened my eyes. It was like I had lost my memory for a period of time...
But looking at the surrounding walls with a rural atmosphere, this should be the countryside of Avalon.
Did I escape here alone?
Then, another unsolvable doubt arose in the stranger's mind.
Why would Xingti's army attack a village without any troops stationed there? Why would they use alchemical bombs to attack civilians?
This makes absolutely no sense!
The military manual states that such behavior is not allowed!
Who is in charge?!
Anger and confusion rose in his heart, and the stranger subconsciously clenched his fists.
"I……"
As soon as he spoke, the words got stuck in his throat.
——What would he say?
Comforting the other person that everything would be fine? But the bomb had just fallen right in front of him, and his body and hands were covered in blood.
Explain to the Xingtan people that this was abnormal? However, the villagers I once knew were shattered before my eyes.
That they'll be fine?
...But now he can only exert the third level of combat power, and cannot even exert the full power of Master Nobel.
Even if he could bring it out - what could he do?
But Mo Ke felt that he had to say something. The words were stuck in his chest, and if he didn't say them, he would go crazy.
He looked around in panic and confusion, clenching and unclenching his fists. He didn't know what to do or where he was.
But at this moment, the old woman suddenly pulled him down.
Even an alchemist who didn't strengthen his body much, his physique was much stronger than the old man's. However, in his panic, the stranger didn't resist at all, so he was pulled to the ground.
The next moment, Stranger held his breath and his mind went blank.
Because something he was extremely familiar with appeared——
A ferocious face with long horns, a skinny body like a monkey, and bat-like wings.
Fluorescent green runes shone above their heads, and their bodies were covered with a metal shell like an iron cage, inside of which was flesh that had become cold and dry due to the high-speed flight.
It looks like a person's skin has been peeled off and a metal coat has been tied around the outside.
Their arms were machine guns bound by iron hoops, and two cloak-like ammunition belts were wrapped around their backs.
When they spotted them, they swooped down with monkey-like squawks.
In the darkness, flames shot out from the muzzle of the gun. In an instant, the old woman's body was torn apart, like a scarecrow.
"Mom! Damn it... I'll fuck you, you damn monster!"
A roaring middle-aged man rushed out of the house.
He held a shotgun in his right hand and pulled the trigger at the gargoyle.
——However, these bullets have no effect on them.
The bear-killing bullets only ripped a hole in the stone statue the size of a baby's fist. The gargoyles didn't hesitate. They didn't even pause to pull the trigger. They swung their guns around like a garden sprinkler, and a barrage of bullets tore the man apart.
...This is exactly the operational details set by Stranger.
Gargoyles have very low intelligence, so they are unable to master complex weapon operation skills, and using firearms is naturally not one of them.
But if the command is just "pull the trigger", it can be done.
Aiming was too difficult for them, and if they fired after detecting an enemy, it was easy for the delayed reaction to cause the bullet to not fire. So after testing six versions, Stranger chose the new idea of "not releasing the trigger".
Once a Gargoyle enters combat mode and there's no target to protect, it won't release its trigger. Even if it turns its gun, it continues firing. The barrage of projectiles can easily form a web, shredding any who attempt to escape. This firepower is deadly to unarmored units.
...and tear apart anyone who tries to escape.
The scene of himself proudly explaining his new idea appeared in Stranger's mind, and his excited voice still echoed in his ears.
The intense feeling of nausea caused his abdomen to cramp.
The elliptical machine I bought today arrived. I watched the technician assemble it for a long time. Chapter 2 will still be a little slow, I will post it before 2 o'clock, and then I will go to lunch~
(End of this chapter)
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