high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 474 Classical Newborn Gold

boom!
A large rain of blood slowly dripped from the ground.

A beholder's eyelid split open like a petal, shooting out a beam of energy. The high-temperature pulse-like beam directly penetrated Baishu's shoulder, melting the skin on the arm, and then the bone.

Before the beholder fired the second beam.

Bai Shu moved to its side, pierced the giant eye with his finger, and then stirred it vigorously.

The thick and tough fibrous membrane was smashed like an egg yolk, and Atractylodes pierced into the second hand again, with a little force, the eyeball was torn open cleanly!

It all happens in a split second, in a few brief seconds.

In the vision of Quintus who was severely injured, he only heard Bai Shu's voice, a light beam was briefly lit up, and then a beholder a few hundred meters away was torn apart.

His constant Type [-] spell—Eagle Eye has failed, and in the sea of ​​alien monsters, only an afterimage can be seen flashing back and forth at an astonishingly fast speed.

At this moment, the massacre continues.

Bai Shu dodged and appeared in front of a dwarf, slapped its cheek with his right hand.

As soon as the little demon's frightened expression appeared, his whole head popped open, and his brain mixed with blood flew everywhere, like a ripe rotten tomato.

Then there was another slap ten meters away, and another monster was blown up in the middle.

The white figure was like a blazing lightning, passing between the monsters. When they reacted, huge and fatal wounds had already been engraved on them.

Some had their necks torn off.

Some heads were pushed into the chest cavity.

Some stomach pouches were punched through, and the sulfuric acid-like gastric juices corroded other organs, and some were directly smashed into the ground by unparalleled violence, turning into a puddle of invisible flesh.

The trait of [Limb Transfer] endows Baishu with terrifying mobility. In the state of being blessed, he can appear in every place at will...Water vortices, fountains, streams, rivers, and even the blood of some weak monsters
His eyes could no longer catch his shadow.

The alien monsters couldn't see Bai Shu wandering among them, and couldn't defend against his random attacks.

So the monsters that were forcibly driven by 2-199 to attack after the first wave of death soon ushered in the second round of Baishu's attack.

Two-headed giants, strange monsters, spiked sages, goblin bears, giant spiders with the upper body of a woman, ghouls, Satonas horrors, falcon lions, rubber men... all kinds of monsters that seem to only exist in fantasy one by one Fall down like harvested weeds.

A centaur wearing heavy plate armor and equipped with a giant lance had just sprinted towards Quintus who was half kneeling on the ground, and its head disappeared in the next instant.

The blood in the chest burst out like a fountain, and the hideous wound was like a giant beast snatching the centaur's head from the air.

"Go ahead."

Quintus' eyes fell into a trance, and Baishu appeared from the blood spurted by the centaur.

"Why do you call that bandaged man 2-199?"

boom!
He punched forward.

Countless airflows were instantly exploded, as if dozens of bombs exploded at the same time, the ground was shattered immediately, and a large amount of smoke and dust rose into the sky.

The few monsters in front of Fist Wind were beaten to pieces in the next moment, and their flesh was scattered everywhere. They died before they even reacted.

"What is he?"

Bai Shu let go of his fist and looked at him.

There was no longer a casual smile in those eyes, and in the depths of the pupils, there was only a chilling coldness.

Quintus reluctantly stood up and looked at him.

On the naked, naked body, there was a deep bone on the back, and the wound of the dark blue bone was clearly visible, and it healed extremely slowly.

That was the wound left by 2—199, but it almost tore the entire spine, and even [Self-healing] couldn't heal it quickly.

"It's strange, isn't it? When I was about to kill you, it suddenly appeared, and then attacked everyone indiscriminately."

Bai Shu looked at the dark, alien monsters that continued to surround him from a distance and further away:
"You said the city is doomed, and only by joining hands can we survive."

"without me."

"You can't survive?"

The strong sense of pressure made Quintus a little out of breath. He gritted his teeth and looked at Baishu in front of him and the countless monsters and aliens not far away.

Although they were afraid, and even Quintus could see the deep fear from those strange faces, the wildness and tyranny in their bones, and the order of 2-199, still made them move forward.

It's endless at a glance... It's like an endless sea...

"Wild species... don't you even know whether you are a wild species or someone else?"

Quintus licked his chapped lips, and smiled hoarsely: "You want to know 2——199, this, it's a long story..."

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The beginning of the story is far in front of history, before the United States of America and Latin America and the Confederacy, long before the Humanist Association was divided, and the world was still half primitive.

The humans of the Humanist Association expelled the uninvited guests from beyond.

Monsters and space races were banished, and evil gods from outer space and different dimensions fell into a deep sleep again.

Slaves defeated slave masters from the stars.

The greatest age of mankind has just begun, and the destiny is already clearly revealed.

"In that classical age where gold was born and heroes were everywhere, 2-199 was born here..."

Quintus slowly sat on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, opened his lips and teeth, and said the above words in a low voice.

All the monsters around him were smashed with a crisp punch.

Quintus watched what happened with a gloomy expression, the colors in the depths of his pupils changed one after another, but the voice continued to sound.

as he said—

Even in that era, 2-199 was an outstanding genius. His mastery of magic was admired by even the oldest heroes. Wise kings and prophets praised his wisdom. Those young and energetic monarchs were willing to be driven by him. Accompany him on a gallop.

They defeated monsters one after another, and the plots of the evil gods of the universe to explore the earth were dismantled one after another. The priests and bards on the ground scrambled to praise him and spread his deeds.

Even in that classical nascent golden age, he was a surprising hero.

For nearly a thousand years, no matter he is good or evil, no matter whether he is noble or despicable, no matter whether he is admired or despised... His name is like a star on the zenith, and the glory and fame of all nations are attributed to him. he.

As long as he wants, everything is at his fingertips.

The glory of human heroes, supreme wealth, status, women, power, health, beauty...

"All of this didn't end until he completely fell into chaos."

"chaos?"

"Yes." Quintus said, "Chaos..."

(End of this chapter)