Survival in the apocalypse: I can sublimate all things

However, after one use, the handle of the knife became a little hot.

This shows that the compression cannon, a range-damage skill, consumes a huge amount of activity on alien creatures, and is even more terrifying than the cross pulse.

I glanced at the sword's activity, and it turned out that it had dropped by 500.

Five hundred times, twelve times is the limit.

Twelve times...

That’s so damn strong!

The only pity is that Sickle Xiao's body cannot withstand the bombardment of the compression cannon, and he has lost at least hundreds of crystals in one use. Next time he uses biological skills, he must try them one by one to maximize the benefits.

Roar--!

The death of a wave of Scythe Owls brings more anger of Scythe Owls.

With thousands of levels, he alone is definitely enough to create a combat environment with limited entry and exit.

Now that the space is open and limited to the steel bridge, if you want to use it, you really can't deal with it at will unless you can infinitely draw the knife light or have the skill to explode the field.

Fortunately, he has loyal servants behind him!

"tyrant!"

Zhi——!

The dark red figure escapes from stealth!

Lu Ming pointed at the group of elite Sickle Owls who were looking forward to death, and said in a deep voice: "No one will be left alive!"

Clang!

The particle blade is unsheathed!

The shadow sneaks and flies by!

Just listen to the sound in front of you!

The corpses were dismembered and collapsed.

Some of them hit the viaduct, and body fluids flew everywhere!

Some fell into the lower level of the base, and their internal organs were scattered.

But even so, those sickly owls still come one after another like dead waiters!

Even though a tyrant is invincible, he cannot kill a thousand soldiers with just one hand.

Seeing that the Tyrant was unstoppable, the other Sickle Owls all bypassed its offensive and charged towards Lu Ming, thinking that he was the weak persimmon.

"Xiao Xue!"

Lu Ming whispered: "I'll leave the backstabbing guys to you."

Facing these E-class elites, he had no doubts about Chuxue's power. After evolving to D-class ordinary, Xiaoxue was no longer a fragile larvae. When necessary, she could also become a powerful combat force.

After saying these words, Lu Ming ran towards him with a knife! The Cross Pulse is filled with mist in his hand, and he clears away the incoming Scythe Owl elites from both sides with his rebuke!

But what he didn't see was that the moment he told Chuxue to turn around, countless golden threads were like flying shuttles, staggering and piercing through the hearts of all the Sickle Owls located behind! The number is huge, almost more than a thousand!

They are connected in series, like beads on a chain. After their vitality disappears, they are piled on the viaduct behind by the first snow.

It was as if the resources had been organized for Lu Ming, waiting for Lu Ming to collect them personally.

After finishing all the Sickle Owls behind him, Chuxue did not intervene in the battle ahead except to help pick up the bodies of the Sickle Owls that fell to the lower floor.

She just raised her delicate face and looked at Lu Ming in front of him, who was entering and exiting seven times, with strong appreciation and admiration in his soft red lips.

Lu Ming is very capable of killing here.

Not quite to the point of peerless mowing, but not far off.

There is no way, the special level of the extreme hunting warrior is there, not to mention he is holding the King of Owl sword.

The tyrant is like a god of war, killing one, several, or even dozens of little scythes with one sword.

Thousands of elite Sickle Owls and mutant Sickle Owls were slaughtered in fifteen minutes.

laugh--!

The sword is bathed in blood and steam rises. When the battle ends, the biological activity of the sword is only 1000.

Take out 100 bottles of ordinary heterogeneous blood in batches from the luggage to supplement the hero's blue.

It wasn't until the sword returned to its original state that Lu Ming returned to Chu Xue.

Only then did he realize that all he could see were mountains of sickle owl corpses.

After thinking for a moment, he already knew what Chuxue had done.

Thanking you was too obvious. Lu Ming touched Chu Xue's head and chuckled, "Thank you for your hard work."

Upon seeing this, the tyrant hurried forward, staring at Lu Ming with both eyes, obviously saying: "What about me? I want it too!"

Lu Ming's head was full of black lines, okay, here it comes again, that irresistible look, I don't know where you got it from, you are a natural hunting royal, what's your temperament?

"Okay, come on."

Helpless, Lu Ming reached out to the tyrant.

The tyrant leaned down with narrowed eyes.

Lu Ming slapped his steel-armored forehead, then his expression softened and he touched it gently.

This guy is actually quite likable after getting to know him a lot.

It's a pity that such a loyal servant who comes from the heart and only asks for this little reward can only be a alien who accepts the master's contract. Human beings... will always ask for more.

"Looking at how brave you are, I'll leave it to you to kill the Tyrant King later."

With such a powerful thug, I have to enjoy the treatment of the boss no matter what.

The tyrant nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would leave the guy to it.

After all, there is no difference between using a thousand pounds of force to kill an ant and using a thousand pounds of force to kill a beetle.

After assigning the thugs, Lu Ming began to recover the bodies of the Sickle Owls.

The first snow was packed so densely that it was easy to recover.

It took three to five minutes to solve it, and the total income is as follows.

Elite Sickle Owl corpses: 3805

Mutated sickle owl corpses: 42

Even without sublimation, the income has exceeded 75,000.

After sublimation, there is no need to think about it, it is a huge sum of money!

Staring at the corpse of the Sickle Owl in the luggage, Lu Ming's joy filled his eyes.

At least he was in a good mood.

While feeling comfortable, I felt vaguely that something was wrong.

He and Tyrant's killing efficiency was indeed very high, but they didn't kill nearly 4,000 in fifteen minutes.

First, in order to deal with the D-class king, he did not use the power of empowerment and awakening, and only used the speed twice.

Secondly, the elite Sickle Owl is not as naive as the Sickle Owl larvae.

If you attack it, it will resist.

Although resisting is useless, it will use its life to exchange for opportunities for its companions to take advantage of every opportunity to counterattack.

So after killing them all, they still occasionally waste a few seconds adjusting their attack methods.

Naturally, more time will be used, but the result...

Could it be that he was in too good a condition and was too devoted to killing?

Lu Ming couldn't help but express doubts.

Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about these details. The priority task is to kill the king and queen.

Activate the Eye of Truth and lock the location deeper in the lower level of the base.

There, his first target stood quietly, as if he was not aware of anything happening above.

"Let's go down."

Chuxue released the string and led Lu Ming down, followed closely by the tyrant.

As the height decreases, the light becomes dimmer.

When they touched the ground again, visibility was less than ten meters.

Fortunately, although the Eye of Truth cannot see at night, it can use the identification mode to frame the outlines of all objects in front of you and create a perspective structure.

"forward."

Looking at the location of the tyrannical owl king, Lu Ming habitually directed the direction.

Chuxue and Tyrant looked at each other, one with a smile in his eyes and the other with loyalty in his eyes.

Let Lu Ming lead them forward, and no one would reveal that they regarded the night as day.

The five-minute walk felt like a midnight stroll, and Lu Ming also gradually adapted to the darkness during the stroll.

At the same time, two figures came into Lu Ming's eyes.

They are in tandem.

The former is as long as the Tyrant, but his body is navy blue, with red energy inscriptions floating around his body.

The latter sat slumped on the spot, and its total length was judged by the naked eye to be at least 13 meters, but in fact its upper body was not much different from that of an ordinary sickle owl.

It’s just that the lower body has become extremely fat, so fat that it is dozens of times larger than the upper body!