Game of Destiny: This player is different

Thank you very much for the great god certification and character summoning from user 34388913.

Recently, you have given me a lot of rewards, which has drained my saved drafts.

I will continue to make up for it tomorrow.

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Players have all kinds of abilities.

Some are more traditional,

Those who are good at magic wear cloaks and tall hats, those who are good at defense wear steel armor and hold shields,

Those who are good at melee hold swords and guns, dance with sticks, and play with all kinds of weapons in a good way.

Some are more alternative,

Look at this guy with a knife on his back, he looks like a melee fighter, but he is actually a sniper who is shooting at people from a thousand meters away.

You think that sister seems to be a kind-hearted medical worker, but she rushes faster than anyone else in a fight.

Some are hard to define,

The abilities are weird, the props are weird, and it is hard to say what type they belong to.

For example, the guy being chased by Qin Nuo and Lao Ba,

found that his speed was obviously inferior to theirs and the distance was gradually approaching,

he took out a can of spray paint in an aluminum shell.

Ziziziz--

He pressed the pressure port and spit out green smoke in a hurry,

not aiming at the back, but at himself.

In an instant,

this person seemed to have mastered the ultimate secret of Ninjutsu. Wuhu Style,

and appeared after a leap into the air.

Bent his legs and curled them up, his arms hugged his knees,

his head was buried in it, and his body was wrapped in a whirlwind,

the whole person rolled straight into a ball, and rushed at lightning speed.

What's more amazing is that

while this player rolled forward madly,

he could accurately control the direction and flexibly avoid obstacles along the way,

clearly he couldn't see with his eyes, and I don't know what he was using to navigate.

So fast?

Found that the distance was instantly pulled away by more than ten meters,

Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that he could not catch up with the 125% speed.

He glanced at the speed that had dropped, and his eyes faintly turned white.

Old Eight relied on instinct to maintain the state of the flame gyroscope.

He shook his head, took out the non-powered skis and threw them forward,

Stepped on them with the hunter's footwork,

Directly at the starting speed of 3 seconds per 100 kilometers, he chased the wind wheel in front and started.

The non-powered skis consume 1 point of spiritual energy and physical strength per second,

And Qin's double return is now 1.83/second and 0.83/second respectively,

Combined, it is close to a perpetual motion machine.

What does it matter if you roll faster?

Whether it is a competition of speed or endurance, you can use both hands.

Qin Nuo walked with his hands behind his back, riding on the board,

Relying on the vehicle to ignore the terrain effects,

he slid forward, sideways, backwards, and lying on the streets and buildings,

causing passers-by to exclaim and scream.

Several streetwalkers had their skirts lifted up,

revealing a beautiful landscape,

which made the beggar across the street feast his eyes on it and stand on one leg.

Such a commotion naturally attracted the guards in the city.

But Luke and other Vatican knights couldn't keep up with the pace,

and these big soldiers who relied on bus No. 11 had no chance.

They looked at the three whirlwinds rushing by,

you looked at me, I looked at you, and looked at each other.

They had to chase them,

it was the duty of the guards to maintain the law and order in Leicester City,

the problem was that they couldn't catch up, which was very painful.

If the superior blames me, I will be whipped twice at least.

What should I do...

At the critical moment,

A drunken dwarf walked out of the alley with a bottle of wine in his arms.

He sang loudly and poured wine into his mouth,

with the attitude of "drinking today and worrying tomorrow".

Okay, it's you!

The soldiers' eyes lit up and they rushed forward with their teeth and claws.

They dragged the dwarf who came to their door into the depths of the alley.

Soon,

A passionate fight between Adogen, Haoyougen and Fried Pyle was heard inside.

The battle was so intense that a boot flew out.

No matter who won or lost, at least there was an explanation tonight.

White Whale Hotel, Room 346,

Milor, who was doing one-finger push-ups in the room, moved his ears.

With a whoosh, he stood up straight,

shaked the sweat off his forehead, opened the window and looked out.

"It's almost dark, why is it so noisy?"

She asked in confusion, her palm resting on her waist,

pulling a mini drone that was only the length of a finger and looked like a green-headed fly from the backpack.

Raising his arm and throwing it upward,

the fly flapped its membrane wings and buzzed into the air,

the 360-degree compound eye camera,

clearly transmitted the scene within a few kilometers to the remote control in Milor's hand.

When she saw three whirlwinds running fast in the city,

the female player who tied her blonde hair into a single braid was slightly surprised.

She recognized the wheels rolling around in front of her,

it was the Egyptian-American bounty hunter-Katarina.

This mission starts,

The two sides had met in the suburbs,

but this player refused his invitation to form a team.

The fat man in the middle with a two-dimensional skateboard also had an impression,

he was the male player I met in the trading area.

The last flame gyro...

Milor narrowed his eyes,

let the mini drone fly forward, trying to take a clearer picture.

Unfortunately,

because the other party was spinning too fast,

there was another orange-red package around the outside, and it was difficult to see who it was.

"It's probably the pot-covered guy who was traveling with the fat player,

but how did Katarina conflict with them?"

While thinking,

Dong Dong Dong——

The door knocked, quite hurriedly.

Twist the handle and pull it inward,

The tall and strong man with bulging muscles,

the golden broom-headed sturdy man who looked like a human frog, stepped in with a gloomy face.

"Miloer,

You should have checked out the guys who made the noise in the city."

He glanced at the remote control in the other person's hand and got straight to the point.

"Yeah.

One is Katarina who we met,

and the other two are Asian players who refused the invitation during the day."

Hearing this,

Broomhead snorted and clenched his fists:

"I knew Katarina was restless and would definitely make some trouble.

Miloer,

See where they went, let's catch up now.

There are players from other planes involved in this mission, and there are quite a few of them.

We must unite all the players who come in."

"Don't worry, Stuart."

At this time, another person came in,

To be precise,

he was standing outside, but was blocked by the broomhead named Stuart.

This person is about 1.9 meters tall,

slender, elegant,

with a handsome face wearing glasses under his short black hair.

"No hurry?

Valyang, we have to act tomorrow.

If something goes wrong, we won't be able to join the Kingdom Knights."

The broom-headed man looked back and pretended to jump out of the window.

"Stuart, you didn't see how fast the three of them were.

We can't catch up with them just by walking."

Milor grabbed the sturdy man in a military green vest and overalls,

and said calmly: "Call the mechanical order, he has a multi-person vehicle."

"That guy is charging, and he can't be woken up for the time being."

"? Isn't he a human? Why is he charging?"

"It's a cyborg, and the stick below has been transformed into a micro-machine gun."

"..."

Milor was a little speechless,

thinking that the transformation of your American UIU is really ginkgo-like,

cutting off the most proud part of a man.