Apocalypse Summoner

cigarette?

This luxury has been hard to find in the last days. After all, at the end of the last days, many people smoke and drink because of extreme anxiety. Until now, tobacco and alcohol have almost disappeared, even if there is a small amount of inventory in the hands of senior officers. The luxury goods, placed in the underground black market, must be worth 30 to 40 points to be converted into a package, but these merits are enough to exchange more than 100 kilograms of food, enough to accommodate a medium-sized woman.

"Do you want to smoke? Yes, I have the last one here!"

Sun Nanhu trembled and put his hand into his pocket. He twitched and took out a cigarette **** that burned a large part. Originally, this cigarette was almost burned, but Sun Nanhu deliberately kept the last point. He planned to take it out from time to time to sniff the tempting one. The smell of tobacco... But now, his brother is about to die, he has to ignite the last cigarette butt.

Smell the smell of tobacco burning, the dying Zhao Yalong opened his mouth, the snoring sound in his throat, the swelling of his lips squirming, seems to want to hold the cigarette butt, but the yellow turbidity on the lips The tumor is also broken, and the stench of poisonous pus is out, which is more disgusting than the taste of the pit.

"Give me a..."

Zhao Yalong screamed with difficulty and looked at the fireworks of the star. He only wanted to take another cigarette before he died. Because he likes smoking very much, he is very addicted. He will take three or four days in peace. Bao, and when the end of the world came, he was almost insulated from cigarettes, which almost killed him. So he hopes to die while smoking, just like the perverts who are determined to die on the woman's belly...

Sun Nanhu's face was full of tears, sobbing and stuffing the cigarette **** into the brother's mouth. Zhao Yalong seems to be returning to the light, barely making up the last strength, taking a sip of cigarettes with a sigh of relief, then unfolding the chest, letting the smell of smoke reverberate inside, and finally squirting two white smoke from the nostrils...

"Shuang..."

Zhao Yalong’s face full of poisonous tumors, poisonous pus, and sputum should have been extremely ugly, but at the moment he was full of peace and satisfaction. There was even a faint smile on the corner of the lips.

"Brothers... I beg you not to die, hold on, don't give up, you give me a competitive point, hold this time, I will use a meritorious value to exchange a pack of cigarettes every day, let you pump enough! Hold on !"

Sun Nanhu's eyes were red, and when he bit his teeth, he inserted his hands into his brother's abdominal cavity. Carefully poke it up.

The so-called disease disorder is like this. Sun Nanhu was forced to see the brothers die, so he planned to catch the tumor worms in his brothers. Just catch those worms out... The life of the brothers should be able to keep it, although it will definitely be severely disabled... but it is enough. No?

Oh...

Sun Nanhu’s hand rubbed against his brother’s internal organs and kept sweeping through the tail, kidneys, bladder and other organs. Suddenly he touched some living things with a keen sense. He knew that this was a tumor worm, and he grasped it with a fist. Lived a slippery locust-like bug!

But the next moment. Sun Nanhu felt a pain in his palm, and then it was a cold touch that went straight to the top of his head. He took his hand out of the brother's abdomen in amazement, and blinked at it, but he saw that the blood-stained palms began to sprout out of the tumor, and there was a lychee-like wound in the yellow pus.

Finished!

At this time, Sun Nanhu was sober-headed. He knew that the tumor worm had penetrated into the palm of his brother from the abdominal cavity of his brother, and he also squirmed his arm and wanted to climb his body along his muscles!

No, you can't let it succeed!

Sun Nanhu took the opportunity to break his teeth, biting his teeth, and using his other hand to tear the shoulders that began to swell, and then tossed the broken arm far away, the blood dribbled, the blood The smell of scent and pus is mixed, and the pungent sensation is incomparable.

"Don't be stupid... I am dead... you still... give me a good time..."

Zhao Yalong, who was torn open to the abdomen, still sucked the cigarette buttocks in his mouth. His eyes were filled with strange calmness and relief. He was hoarse:

"Remember... take care of my family... and then... you can live well, hundreds of times a year... I have to put a few packs of cigarettes in front of my tomb..."

"No! You won't die!" Sun Nanhu snarled hysterically. After simply stopping the blood of the broken arm, he immediately turned around and wanted to find a therapist to hang his brother's life.

But he didn't take a few steps, he heard a gunshot...

He turned his head and saw that Zhao Yalong had shot his own brain...

Sun Nanhu numbly walked to the brother's body, stiffly squatting down, tears flowing like a spring, heart is like a knife, in the end of the world, the role of firearms is very small, but there are always some people who have inexplicable trust in firearms, even if not How to use it, I always like to wear guns around, some magicians can even inject magic into the bullets, multiplying the power, so Zhao Yalong also has a special gun...

However, Zhao Yalong ended his life with the gun that specialized in killing insects, ending the grief and suffering of the poisonous pus...

"Brother, I will take care of your family! Go with peace of mind!"

Sun Nanhu made a scream of screaming, and when he shakes his hand, he smashes the body of his brother and smashes it, because he does not want his brother’s body to continue to be ravaged by tumor worms, and he does not want the tumor worm to be produced in his brother’s body. Under the eggs, even if you want to smash the bones, you must also kill the broken insects of his brother!

The brothers’ death and death are just a small episode on the battlefield of Nobel. There are similar tragedies everywhere. With the rising numbers of deaths, the morale of the inheritors is getting lower and lower, and the oppressive atmosphere on the battlefield. Like a steel spike, it slams into people's hearts. They don't know if the next one will die.

Death is within reach, and there are so many casualties in less than ten minutes after the opening. Not to mention the second peak, even the third-level low-ranking master has died. I can't imagine how long people can persist in the next wave of worms...

God knows how many families there will be, because this time a large-scale insect tide broke out and the family broke. God knows how many corpses to add to this evening, how many funerals, and no one knows how many orphans will be helpless!

but……

This is destined to be the fate of the inheritor, the fate of mankind!

"what is that!"

"Purple Beetle! 阎罗螳螂! Blasting! A large number of second-class high-order flying insects!"

In the screams of everyone, the pile of large worms appeared in the red scorpion thundercloud not far away, flapping their wings, and the huge body reflected all kinds of light. The worm eyes of different shapes are even more revealing of the fierce gaze of killing, like a **** river, with fierce arrogance, imposing and oppressive!

bad!

This is really worse!

Originally, people were struggling in this tug-of-war battle. Now there are dozens of second-class high-order flying bugs. This is a life-saving thing!

"Kill! Kill this group of beasts!"

"Fuck! Don't underestimate our humanity!"

At the edge of the wall, the large-scale steel high-altitude cannons were set up on the edge of the wall. The cosmic storm destroyed all the circuits and nuclear weapons and even high-end weapons, but the wisdom of people was endless. Under the study of more than two months. Still developing sharp fire weapons, but also added magic loops and runes, probably working. Similar to the magical guide gun plus powerful gunpowder...

“Let them see the power of technology!”

There are a total of 20 high-altitude guns. In total, hundreds of ordinary soldiers and more than a dozen eye-eyes are required to control them. Each high-altitude gun must consume a large amount of insect crystals to convert energy. And the conversion rate is very low, a purple beetle insect crystal can emit an energy cannon only...

"Booming"

The cannons screamed wildly through every corner of the battlefield.

In the face of tens of thousands of insects, the soldiers did not need to aim at all. They only had to slant into the rushing group and they could do it. At one time, a large number of insect fragments flew up. The green, blue, and black insect blood is soaked with rain and wet the land...

A high cannon. Probably equivalent to the full-scale blow of the second-level peak magician, although it is not the third-level insects, but the purple beetle, the scorpion and the like are still quite powerful, enough to make them hit hard.

It’s just that the flying bugs are too flexible and difficult to aim. Usually three or four guns are needed to hit a purple beetle, which is a huge burden on the energy consumption of the shells... and the cooling of the high-altitude guns. Very bad, usually a dozen or so hairs will be cooled for a while, otherwise it is very likely that the bomb will burst!

The participation of the high-altitude artillery can indeed distort the battle, but if tens of thousands of worms are easily and easily prevented by 20 high-altitude artillery, it will be too frustrating.

The insects in the rear were oppressed, and even some large flying insects broke through the firepower net and ran to attack the high-altitude guns. The soldiers who were afraid to control the shells were all white. Fortunately, there are many powerful inheritors guarding the high-altitude guns. Otherwise, If it is, the high cannon will really be destroyed in the hands of the worm.

"呜-"

A long shout, suddenly shocked from the distant horizon, followed by a huge shadow, as if a rolling black cloud surged, carrying a repressed death breath!

"what is that!"

"Damn! That should be the king of the singer!"

"Not good! It seems to be coming to us!"

In the screams of everyone, a black and green light flashing on the body of a beggar, with a length of 20 or 30, and a super large squat of three or four meters high, is rushing with a thunderous power, just taking a look, that A kind of fierce, **** and killing atmosphere is enough to scare people, especially the forefoot knife legs that are as scary as death, just like a super large Hummer knife, cut down with a knife, I am afraid even The house has to be cut off by the waist, not to mention the fact that it has grown like a hedgehog and has numerous steel spikes.

Three levels of intermediate!

The mighty atmosphere of this scorpion scorpion is almost the same as that of the Apocalypse Tankworm King and the Rhinoceros Beetle King. It is definitely a stable third-level mid-level, rare-level horrible bug!

Damn, now on the battlefield, Major General Chen and Major General Zhao are all fighting each other's opponents. At one and a half, they will not be able to deal with the king!

For the ordinary three-level low-order inheritors, at the very least... at least three or four pieces together can barely resist the King of Luo, but only such a large battlefield, the three low-level inheritors are scattered How do you find three or four quasi-degraded characters to protect the high-altitude guns at one and a half?

"boom"

At this moment, I don’t know which idiot-maneuver gunner was nervous, and even opened a shot at the king!

A shot can only leave a black mark on the shell of the king of the scorpion, a little bit sagged, and even can't do it with minor injuries!

This gun is not likely to have a victory... but what is worse is that this gun is like a provocation, completely igniting the anger of the king!

"squeak--"

The singer of the singer screamed on the spot, and the moment of the body's charge, has accelerated into a lightning, carrying the power of the thunder and smashing out, the front paws stroked, the horrible violent wind blade, full of tyrannical murder, overwhelming, seems to be The air is also torn!

"Not good! It attacked us! Run!"

At the nearest high-altitude artillery, the Tianshi and ten ordinary soldiers were all bloodless and jumped from the high-altitude gun at the fastest speed. However, in the high-altitude cannon, the insect crystal was carried, responsible for watering and dissipating. The soldiers are not so lucky!

The violent wind blade tornado directly forms a horrible low pressure. The high-altitude cannon made of metal is impacted into scrap iron. The long barrel is twisted and twisted, and it can’t be rotted any more. Without any bang, it all became meat residue!

"puff"

The celestial and ordinary soldiers who escaped from the robbery only left the center of the squally wind, but they still had to withstand the aftermath of the low pressure. They were all pressed against the ground by the airflow, and the internal organs were tumbling, and their heads were groggy. There were a few bad luck soldiers who were directly rolled into the sky, and then fell into a meat sauce!

The king of the scorpion smashed his hand and slammed it toward another high-altitude gun!

Its IQ is higher than other bugs. It can instinctively perceive the speciality and lethality of the high-altitude gun, so it is bent on destroying all the high-altitude guns on the battlefield!

"No! It must not be allowed to destroy the big killer made by the research institute. Come and hold the high cannon!"

The eye-opener was screaming, but the second high-altitude gun was still scrapped under the horrible storm, and his big scorpion also caught the attention of the king, and it swooped down, sharp and huge. The forelimbs of the sickle legs instantly penetrated the body of the eye-opener, and they were stuffed into the mouth to chew, and the blood of the internal organs continued to redden its mouth!

unstoppable……

This is the third-grade mid-level Zerg king, and ordinary humans can't stop it at all!

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