Screaming Cycle (Infinite Flow)

Baroque took out his posture when he was doing art history research back then, and his fingers meticulously felt the touch of the cracks in the door.

About ten seconds later, there was a hint of surprise and uncertainty on his face, "Here, it seems that there is something carved on a stone!"

As the young man said, he stretched out his hand towards Marco:

"Give me the flashlight."

There are a total of six words in one sentence, with a slightly abrupt pause in the middle.

The blond and blue-eyed strong man was only thinking about the clues he might find, and without thinking about it, he handed out the flashlight in his hand.

Baroque took it steadily.

At this moment, Marco suddenly felt an indescribable pain.

If he had to describe it in a specific way, he felt as if an invisible hand penetrated from his chest, and pulled out some important organ from his chest cavity.

The blond man hissed in pain, clutching his chest, and rolled over on the ground with his butt squatting.

"What, what's going on!?"

Marco stared at Baroque in horror, cold sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead, and his voice trembled involuntarily:

"You, what did you do?"

Baroque stood up slowly, his eyes were cold, and he still held the flashlight in his hand.

That is indeed the most common one. It can be redeemed from "Peach Blossom Spring" with a mere single-digit points. Even F-level participants will not miss it. There is nothing special, just a tactical flashlight.

It won't hurt anyone, and Baroque didn't do anything hurtful just now.

But Marco was very sure at this moment that he was cheated.

Because, he can't use the ability anymore.

Even if Marco is always careless and his brain is full of muscles, after all, he is an S-level participant who has fought many "worlds" in "Peach Blossom Spring", if he is really a big-breasted Brainless blond sweetheart, dead 100 years ago.

So his daze and confusion only lasted for a second, and he gritted his teeth and jumped up, ignoring the inexplicable pain in his chest, and ran towards the cliff.

Now is not the time to worry about why Baroque "attacked" him, and what method he used to invalidate his abilities.

In the blink of an eye, Marco has already figured out the key points.

At this time, he, Icegrain and Zero have lost contact, and the tattoo is obviously on Baroque's side.

No matter what the reason is for the two of them to attack him, in the case of one against two and unable to use their abilities, head-to-head confrontation will only lead to death.

Marco knew that he had completely lost the possibility of continuing the mission. The only way to survive was to climb down the cliff, return to the corridor from the entrance, and find a relief wall to voluntarily abstain.

As long as one person finally finds the "Vatican" who killed a thousand swords, they will complete the task of this "world" and can return to the "Peach Blossom Spring".

The three of them are now on a platform halfway up a mountain. In front of them is the cliff they climbed up, and behind them is the mountain wall with the stone gate embedded.

The area of ​​the mountain platform is not wide, and it is only about 30 square meters, which is a dangerous place where it is easy to slip and fall off the cliff if you are not careful.

In terms of hand-to-hand combat skills, Marco is one of the best in the big Qinxue Club, and he is also proficient in one or two weapons. If he doesn't use special abilities to fight one-on-one, even if he fights with Baroque and tattoos, he will not be his opponent.

But the problem is that Baroque and Tattoo are both supernatural beings with long-range attack methods.

So Marco rushed to the cliff, trying to climb down as much as possible before they shot - so that maybe the two would consider playing a chase on the cliff too risky and too time-consuming and give up.

At this moment, Marco caught sight of something black flying towards him out of the corner of his eye.

Without thinking about it, he threw himself forward and rolled on one elbow, avoiding the big black net covering his head.

Even in a critical moment, Marco's brain is still running fast.

He quickly dodged behind a crooked pine tree, using it as cover, while standing half sideways.

The opponent was a high-ranking member of a gang, and the blond man knew the combat effectiveness of the two of them quite well.

Baroque has always been a think tank type figure.

He often leads teams to various "worlds" by himself, and his individual combat effectiveness can only be regarded as "upper middle" level.

Even with the long-range attack ability of air bombs, Marco is very sure that the opponent's reaction and adaptability are definitely not as good as his own.

Therefore, with this tree as a cover, the blond man is confident that he can at least avoid one or two air bomb attacks from Baroque.

The only thing left is the tattoo net of the tattoo!

Thinking of this, Marco gritted his back molars silently.

——The next blow is the key.

Marco is almost 100% sure that next time, this pair of tacit understanding couples will make a move at the same time-this happens to be his best chance to escape!

When the three of them came up, they left a lot of climbing nails on the cliff, and his skills were very sharp. As long as he could use the cover of the tree trunk to escape the blow, he would be able to reach the edge of the cliff safely, and then climb up to it at the fastest speed. Climb down the cliff.

In the next second, Baroque and the tattoo moved at the same time.

Tattoo stretched out his hand and waved, and the tattoo thread net hit the direction of the tree overwhelmingly.

As long as the thread network formed by the tattoo leaves the skin, it becomes a solid body, the kind that can be touched and touched, and the touch feels like extremely tough thin fish silk.

So Marco watched the moment when the wire net was approaching, grabbed the branch of the pine tree with one hand, made a 180-degree rotation, and then flexibly inserted his body between the crooked neck tree and the mountain with a sliding shovel on the spot. into a gap of thirty centimeters.

While doing this, his eyes were fixed on Baroque's movements, waiting to see when he would make a move.

The wire net chased Marco and made a 180-degree circle, and inevitably most of it got entangled in the tree.

-Success!

Even the thread network controlled by tattoos must follow the basic laws of physics at this time. Once something is entangled and wants to "untie" it, the user must change them back to intermittent lines, and then remove them after they fall off. Reassemble into a net.

Although it was only a few seconds, he had already bought enough time to escape!

Sure enough, at this moment, Baroque raised his hand.

Marco was concentrating on it, waiting for the other party to release the air bomb.

"boom!!"

An air bomb hits.

However, it came from a direction Marco hadn't expected at all.

He was shot behind him, and the 1.9-meter-tall blond man was sent flying by the strong airflow. He flew three or four meters away from the rough cliff, and finally stopped on the edge of the cliff.

His eyes widened in disbelief, staring blankly at the tattoo.

Tattoo slowly put down the hand that just hit the air bomb.

--what happened! ?

--what happened! ?

--What exactly is going on! ! ?

Marco roared wildly in his heart.

In the next second, a scene that horrified him almost out of his wits appeared.

He saw that Baroque's figure suddenly rose, and the skin of his whole body was quickly metalized, turning into a metal giant with a height of nearly four meters in two seconds.

The new "Iron Man" walked step by step towards Marco, who was temporarily unable to move due to the strong impact on his back.

He reached out and grabbed Marco by the collar.

"Good bye my friend."

Baroque said.

Then he picked up the blond man with one hand, threw it away, and threw it down the cliff neatly like throwing away an unsightly piece of garbage...

……

The screams ranged from near to far. A few seconds later, there was a faint muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and there was no more movement.

"All right."

Baroque removed the ability and returned to his human form.

The robe on his body was stretched into rags when he grew in size, so he had to take out spare clothes from the storage space and change them on.

"I made a mistake. I should have taken off Marco's clothes before throwing them away."

After getting dressed, Baroque turned his head to look at the tattoo, raised his chin towards the torn robe in his lover's hand, and stretched out his hand at the same time:

"pass it to me."

The tattoo didn't move.

He frowned and looked at Baroque, "Are you sure?"

Baroque nodded.

"Don't forget our target isn't Marco at all."

The young man reached out and touched his lover's clear and resolute chin:

"'That man' is so smart that he can't show any tell."

Tattoo lowered his eyelids and nodded.

Baroque repeated, "Leave it to me."

This time the tattoo didn't hesitate anymore, and handed the torn robe to Baroque.

Baroque took it and threw it aside casually.

"Let's go, I think I've found the mechanism."

He stretched out his arms to embrace his lover's crumbling body, and pointed in the direction of Shimen.

"Thanks to Marco's sacrifice, we got at least 15 more minutes."

He smiled and said:

"Right now, we have at least thirty minutes left."

"what happened?"

At this time, Ice and Zero are in a huge maze.

They are like two poor mice thrown into the experimental field by humans, trying to find a way out in a completely unfamiliar environment, and they don't know what traps or monsters they will encounter.

Just like the corridor the two had stayed in before, various clock decorations can be seen everywhere in the maze, reminding them of the remaining time and the situation of other companions at any time.

The original time displayed by the hour and minute hands was 32:[-]. Just a few seconds ago, the minute hand quickly turned clockwise for a quarter of a turn and stopped at [-]:[-].

At the same time, the number "四" on each dial disappeared-that is the serial number representing Marco.

100% of the remaining time is accumulated, which means only one possibility.

"Marco is dead."

Zero spoke for a rare moment.

"Isn't he in the same group as Baroque and Tattoo?"

He frowned inexplicably, "The three of them are not weak in combat, so nothing should happen."

"They can't be reached now."

Binglang subconsciously dialed the microphone that had been useless since entering the "door", with a hint of anxiety in his tone.

"What the hell happened?"

he murmured.

The author has something to say:

Baroque and tattoos jumped back!