Since you want to grab it, come and give it a try!
"The situation is changing rapidly!" the host's excited voice exploded in the stadium. "In just five minutes, more than half of our warriors have been killed!"
On the big screen, scenes of the contestants being defeated were quickly replayed.
"Now let's take a look at the survivors..." The host stretched out his voice, and the camera swept across the devastated battlefield.
The scene switches to a lightweight exoskeleton warrior who is always walking on the edge. He clings to the steel pillar on the edge like a gecko, with a hook like a scorpion's tail tightly grasped in his hand, swinging slightly.
The host's voice was tinged with joking as he said, "As expected of a contestant known as 'Ghost', from the start till now, he hasn't even scratched his armor coating!!"
I don’t know if it was because of the host’s teasing words that irritated the ghost, but in the close-up shot, his cheeks were red, but he still clung to the guardrail tightly, maintaining his determination to survive to the end, with no intention of taking any action.
"Come on together!!!" The sword-wielding warrior pointed the tip of his sword as steady as a rock at the wound on the mutant crocodile's abdomen and roared angrily.
The female archer pulled out five steel arrows from her back and put them on the bowstring again. The two of them took up positions one in front and one behind, gritting their teeth and saying, "If this continues, we're all doomed!"
"You're damn right!" Scarhead once again picked up the huge chainsaw in his hand, pulled the trigger on the behemoth, and the sharp serrated blade started spinning wildly again. The smell of burning oil filled the air again.
The purple light in the mutant crocodile's mouth condensed again, and its four-petal mouth suddenly opened and shot out towards the people rushing towards it, but what was surprising was that this time the beam of light was no longer one, but unexpectedly split into five beams of light.
"Danger!!!" the host's scream almost pierced the eardrums.
Song Xuan dodged the oncoming laser and keenly noticed the malice in Scarhead's eyes beside him. He quickly jumped to the side and rushed to the side of the mutant crocodile.
The sword-wielding warrior blocked the alloy sword across his chest at the critical moment. The sword broke into two sections and barely blocked the laser, whose damage was reduced to one-fifth. However, the weakened laser still tore a charred wound on his chest, and the air was suddenly filled with the pungent smell of burnt flesh and blood.
Before he could catch his breath, Scarhead, who was standing beside him, picked him up by surprise and threw him towards the mutant crocodile.
On the big screen, the figures of the sword-wielding warrior and Scarhead suddenly froze in the middle of the charge and entered slow motion mode.
"What are you doing!" the sword-wielding warrior screamed in the air.
Scarhead's malicious eyes swept across Song Xuan beside him, and his reaction became even more frantic, with a wicked grin on his lips: "There's only one copy of this 'Mechanical Heart', and it can only be mine!"
The mutant crocodile suddenly opened its four-petal mouth and bit the sword-wielding warrior's waist fiercely, accepting the flying prey with great satisfaction.
The archer warrior looked at her companion being torn into pieces in disbelief. Her hands trembled in fear, and all five arrows deviated from their targets. The blows that killed two of her companions one after another finally made her legs weak and she completely lost the desire to fight.
While the mutant crocodile's attention was attracted by its prey, Scarhead laughed wildly and chopped the mutant pollutant in front of him with a chainsaw. The collision of the saw teeth and scales sent sparks all over the sky. As the tumor was broken by the huge force, purple-black blood splattered everywhere like it was free.
"Oh my god! Did you guys see that?!" The host's voice trembled, perhaps because he was excited or because he hadn't expected him to do that. "Scarhead! Our 'Mad Dog' player actually treated his teammates like human Frisbees!!!"
The camera cruelly focused on the sword-wielding warrior's face, which was twisted in pain, and his pupils still contained an expression of incredible shock.
Song Xuan, who was drenched in blood, suddenly grinned in the direction of Scarhead. Large black marks were corroded on his armor, but fortunately, the blood was not very corrosive, and only some black and red marks were left on his skin.
He knew in his heart that if he had not been alert just now, it would probably be him, Song Xuan, who would be treated as a human frisbee.
The mutant crocodile, which had been hit hard, went completely crazy. It no longer cared about chewing the food in its mouth and rolled madly on the ground, performing the crocodile's usual killer move, the "Death Roll", which caused Scarhead, who had been jumping on it, to be thrown away.
As the purple laser from his mouth rolled over in death, it shot out crazily in all directions as if it were free. Even the audience sitting in the front row seemed to be able to feel the scorching light.
The defensive equipment on the field accurately intercepted the lasers that could cut through the alloy shields. The audience in the front row were not afraid because the battle on the field became more intense. Instead, they roared even more excitedly.
The sword-wielding warrior's body was torn into pieces and slowly sank into the mechanical platform, leaving only a large pool of blood on the field, indicating that a very brutal fight had just taken place at that location.
The female archer lost her fighting spirit and tried to dodge, but because there was no shelter on the field, she was hit by the flying lasers. Both legs were broken at the knees and she fell to the ground, sinking into the ground with her teammates.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" the host's excited voice rang out again. "Who would have thought that these three would still be standing!"
The big screen suddenly split into three close-ups.
Scarhead's arm, with bulging veins, was tightly gripping a half-broken chain saw. The saw blade had exploded into pieces after being chopped by the laser multiple times. A sinister smile hung on his face, the whites of his eyes were completely red, and he was patrolling all the living things on the field like a mad dog.
Continuous dodging had rapidly depleted Song Xuan's strength, and he was crouching on the ground, gasping for breath.
The mask on his face was cut in half when he was dodging, and blood inevitably leaked out from his ears to his chin. The flying blood mixed with armor fragments left more than a dozen bloody marks on his face. The blood mixed with sweat slid down his jaw, leaving blood flowers on the ground.
The lightweight exoskeleton of the "Ghost" player has been damaged by 70%, the grappling hook in his hand has been completely destroyed, and he holds a purple-black alloy dagger in his palm. As the name suggests, he hides behind the mutant crocodile like a ghost.
The mutant crocodile in the center of the venue was still twitching, now lying in a pool of blood, dying due to excessive energy stimulation.
The ghost's figure flashed rapidly in the air, and suddenly appeared above the mutant crocodile's head, stabbing the purple-black dagger in its hand fiercely into the gap in its skull: "Excuse me everyone, today's prize belongs to me!"
Scarhead lunged forward, but it was too late.
"How dare you intercept me!"
Song Xuan was already the closest, and he suddenly pushed off the ground with both legs, leaping onto the mutant crocodile's back. His bloodstained mouth opened wide with a wanton and flamboyant smile, and he suddenly inserted his purple mechanical prosthetic limb into the wound on the crocodile's back: "Since you want to take it, then come and try it!!"
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