Douluo's war angel

"The power you exchange with your life is interesting." Corso spat a mouthful of bloody spit on the ground and grinned:

"We haven't reached that point yet."

"Soon." Lin Mo shook his head: "Make a decision quickly."

Right now, the opponent is still attacking tentatively, hoping to rely on these rounds of attacks to find out their details and consume energy, but soon, a truly strong opponent will take action.

If Corso didn't have the courage to use that kind of weapon, Lin Mo would have to find an opportunity to escape. He didn't want to become a grasshopper on a rope with Corso and the others. The so-called loyalty and the struggle against the Soul Emperor. Choose between, are you kidding me?

Before Corso's fleet had fully adjusted, the second attack of the Hairen began. The number and strength of the enemies attacking the fleet this time had increased to a higher level, and the fleet's defense strength was no longer enough. Resist these attacks.

Lin Mo raised his gun and shot at the seamen who rushed onto the deck. He thought to himself that now he was holding a Remington shotgun. In such a close encounter with the thick-skinned seamen, he would lead the way. A shotgun with huge impact is much easier to use than a submachine gun.

Just when Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, a terrifying impact suddenly burst out from the sea, hitting Lin Mo with boiling water vapor.

"Soul King" Lin Mo's pupils shrank, and he immediately rushed forward, narrowly escaping the long-planned fatal attack, but the boiling water vapor that passed by still burned Lin Mo's back. A large burn occurred.

Lin Mo cursed secretly, not caring about the pain of the burn on his body. A gray light flashed in his hand, and Barrett had appeared in his hand.

The opponent's attack method is more like a sniper, and these seamen occupy an absolute geographical advantage at sea. The strength of this seaman is also far stronger than him. Lin Mo only has a sniper rifle in his hand that can threaten him.

The Soul King failed to succeed in his sneak attack on Lin Mo, but instead of taking advantage of the sneak attack to rush in and hit him, he dived into the water again, and his aura disappeared without a trace.

But Lin Mo didn't relax at all. He could feel that a dangerous aura was always locking him tightly. As long as he showed any flaw, he would be fatally sniped.

Lin Mo stared at the place where the guy disappeared, rolled sideways behind a huge wooden barrel, and then ran towards the sail pole of the hull.

In terms of sniping, the opponent has already taken advantage of the ocean. The only advantage Lin Mo can grasp now is the height. He is going to climb to the observation deck above the sail, where he can get a better view to face this. A battle.

While running, Lin Mo glanced in the direction of Corso. His situation was not optimistic at this moment. At this moment, he started fighting again, but now his opponent was an agility attack seaman at the peak of Soul Master. People, the opponent's attack method is a powerful soul master like Tiankelso, and now his situation is a bit dangerous.

All Lin Mo can do now is to distract the sniper Soul King. If he was targeting Corso, this powerful muscular captain would have received his lunch by now.

At the same time, the battle situation on the deck is not very good. Under the fierce offensive of the seamen, the resistance of these heroic sailors is still not enough. Now they can barely resist, but if they don't use half a stick of incense, the scene will fall into a one-sided massacre.

Lin Mo frowned and rushed quickly along the cable to the observation deck, the highest point of the entire ship.

After stopping again to avoid a fatal water arrow, Lin Mo finally grabbed the edge of the observation deck. He suddenly turned over and climbed onto the observation deck, relying on the wall to cover his body, and at the same time raised his He picked up his sniper rifle and searched for the figure of the Soul King in the thermal imaging sniper scope.

With this series of violent movements, the wound on Lin Mo's back had opened, and the pain was as sharp as a knife cutting flesh, but it still did not affect the stability of Lin Mo's hand holding the sniper rifle.

Under the special covert detection effect, Lin Mo could feel a thin figure moving rapidly on the seabed in that direction, but now, the moving direction of that figure was actually Corso on the other side of the deck.

"Damn" Lin Mo growled, put away his sniper rifle and approached the end of the deck along the wooden pole at the top of the sail.

At this moment, Corso's body was covered with scars. He stared at the thin figure not far in front of him with his scarlet eyes. This was a thin man covered with dark fish scales, holding a short knife of unknown material, but this The mediocre short knife had caused him a lot of suffering just now.

This short knife contained a strange power. Even if it only made a small wound on his body, the wound would soon open, as if it had been bitten by some monster.

Corso is also extremely depressed now. There are very few pure speed high-level soul masters on the sea. At least he has never encountered them in so many years on the sea. Why did he become extremely unlucky after seeing that kid and meet him one after another? This kind of Tianke's own existence.

But it was of no use to do this now. If he and this guy collided, one of them would always die. Corso was now more inclined to chop the fish-scale monster to death under his giant axe.

But he didn't notice that on the sea not far away, a strange black head slowly surfaced.

"Pay attention to the sea." At this moment, Lin Mo was running on top of the sail dozens of meters above the ground. He had already seen the guy who was preparing for a sneak attack, and he shouted loudly to alert Corso below.

But it was obviously too late. At this moment, a light blue halo slowly condensed on the weird head, and then a water arrow emitting steam shot out from one of its strange organs, carrying a terrifying The energy shot towards Corso who was focusing all his attention on the fish-scale monster.

"Damn it!" Seeing that the unsuspecting Corso was about to be hit by the water arrow, Lin Mo's eyes were splitting. He immediately squatted on the top of the sail and set up a sniper rifle.

A moment later, with a dull gunshot, the head exploded like a watermelon. Although this guy's strength was comparable to the Soul King, when the tower launched an attack and exposed its flaw, Lin Mo's heavy sniper was enough to kill it. Life.

But its purpose was achieved. This operation was equivalent to exchanging his own life for the death of Corso. As soon as he died, the resistance of the fleet composed of four ships would collapse instantly.

But for Lin Mo, what it died for was the hope of living. Lin Mo could clearly sense that neither the fish-scale monster nor the sniper was the real master of the pirate ship. Behind him, Lin Mo couldn't compete.

If Corso can use any kind of weapon, the situation can still turn around, but if Corso dies, all Lin Mo can do is drag these guys to die together.

But just when Lin Mo put away his sniper rifle, gray light flashed in his hand, and was ready to die, a turning point appeared.