this is my ark journey

When the shock wave hit, the pursuers behind were immediately blown into meat paste, and the killer in front of him was also stunned for a moment. No one dared to explode in the black market for so many years, but Ren didn't stop, rushing in the direction of W , Ceobe followed behind the two, throwing things forward whenever Ren bowed his head.

boom! boom! boom!

On the one hand suppressing firepower, on the other hand making an assault, the few people who stopped in front had just been bombarded by Originium skills, and swords and knives were already imminent.

Swah——

Ren cut the enemy in front of him with a sword. His confused head was still spinning in the air. He bent down, stepped on his back and jumped forward. W had already stabbed the last man's head into a rotten watermelon.

When the body fell down, his eyes were suddenly cleared. Ren threw a thunder pot at the people on both sides, and the brilliant lightning flashed. The killers trembled all over, but Ren didn't go to pick up the head.

They can't catch up for a while.

After running for a few steps, Ren's heart had just let go, and several harsh "Zi La" sounds made him lift it up again. Turning his head, he saw several black cars drifting out from the corner of the street.

Grass, I forgot that there is a car here!

If you want to put it in the black soul, as long as you keep your head down and run, there is a chance of survival, but Terra is highly civilized, and the killers hurriedly got on the car and chased after him.

It is impossible to run on four wheels with two legs, not to mention there are crossbowmen shooting on the roof of the car. The three of them rushed forward along the street, and the distance suddenly shortened to [-] meters. They dodge in a zigzag.

At this moment, W turned around sharply, a tongue of flame was ejected from the grenade launcher in his hand.

boom! !

There was another dull explosion, and the burning car rolled and disintegrated in the air, but the one behind quickly bypassed, and the distance did not increase.

Ren didn't care about the nonsense, he took out the flame pot and threw it back non-stop. After landing, a sea of ​​flames formed, and he heard a few screeching brakes. Those cars stopped suddenly in front of the sea of ​​flames, and no one dared to rush over directly.

The flame pot didn't burn for long on the cement road. Ren slowed down and panted heavily, without any sense of excitement for breaking out of the siege, because there were more than one enemy chasing soldiers. outflank.

"Go away!"

"it is good!"

The crossbow arrows kept passing by, and there was no bloody plot for the mercenaries. Ren and W glanced at each other, and then rushed into the alleys on the left and right, so hastily that they didn't even have time to explain the meeting place.

Keobe was stunned for a moment, remembering what Ryan said just now, and hurriedly chased after W.

......

The colorful black market was suddenly illuminated by two consecutive lights of fire. I don't know how many people frowned, and I don't know how many people sneered.

There are always people who are impatient to live. No matter how powerful they are, destroying the peace of the only pure land will only become the target of public criticism.

"This... is W's origin stone skill!"

At the top of the scar shopping mall, Hedley, who had just invited the doctor back, stared wide-eyed, and there were two pillars of smoke rising into the sky outside the window.

"That stinky woman is causing trouble again? No, she's not an idiot, is she using Originium skills in the black market to find death?" Ines ran to the window and cursed, and felt that something was wrong when she cursed.

The two looked at each other and saw each other's tension, there must be a lot of reason to push W to this level.

After a moment of stalemate, Hedley quickly turned around, put on his armor, and ordered: "Whoever is dealing with W, immediately release the information and go to the safe house to gather."

"Okay." Ines walked a few steps, but then turned her head and pointed to the side: "Then what should they do?"

Gerardin and several wounded were sitting on the box. Everyone could see that the mercenary group was in serious trouble. After a moment of silence, Gerardin stubbed out his cigarette and smiled.

"We wait here, the enemy can't afford to attack the old, weak, sick and disabled."

"Okay." Hedley didn't talk nonsense. The situation is unknown now, but the scar mall is safe. With so many mercenaries watching, the big man needs to show some face.

Very decisive, the two went out with their knives and swords in hand. The scar mall at night was a little quiet, but Ines looked at the stadium ceiling for a moment.

"what happened?"

"Someone is watching us." Ines' tone was not flustered, which was unexpected but natural.

Hedley didn't speak, and quietly glanced at the bright night sky, but saw nothing. He clenched his fists, regretting that he was too careless. Originally, Ryan was against coming to the black market, but he thought about the Tower of Babel. There is no danger in the entrustment, and even if there was, Her Highness Theresa would not stand idly by.

"Go to the safe house first and find out who is targeting us!"

With their clothes fluttering, the two mercenaries hurried into the darkness, wary of everyone.

"Brother, the target has left."

On the roof, the one-horned ghost warrior moved his head away from the infrared telescope, and beside him was the bearded ACE.

The man was holding the shield, expressionless and wondering what he was thinking. Seeing his appearance, the ghost warrior scratched his head.

"It seems a little unreasonable for us to do this."

"This is an order, and soldiers have to pay everything for the order." ACE didn't say much, and at this time the army courier with the remote communicator on his back stepped forward and handed over the microphone.

"Brother, communication from the Tower of Babel."

Tower of Babel?

ACE, who was on a secret mission, was taken aback for a moment, took the microphone, and heard a cold female voice before he could speak.

"ACE, what are you doing in the underground black market?"

It doesn't seem to be questioning, and it doesn't seem arrogant, but its status is definitely above ACE.

The experienced soldier held the microphone and reported honestly: "Execute the doctor's order and investigate Ander's whereabouts."

"What's the result?"

"80.00% may have been killed. Tracy wants to break the balance and take the underground black market into his pocket. This is unacceptable." ACE paused for a moment and reported: "So we are going to implement the second plan."

"Recapture the underground black market? Do you really think that blood demon is made of mud?" The voice on the other side of the microphone was slightly sharp, and he guessed the second plan immediately.

"The Cardinals are going to create opportunities for us."

"Pin your hopes on the neutral mercenary group? They may betray at any time, you and him are both in a daze."

Facing the questioning, ACE squeezed the microphone slightly, and replied flatly: "Lord Kelsey, the doctor is omnipotent."

Silence, long silence, the woman named Kelsey seemed to be thinking, even thinking about the consequences of failure.

The chaos is turned upside down and cannot be ended. When the pure land in the war zone becomes dirty, it loses its use value, but...

"Does Teresa know?"

"Your Highness? She shouldn't know."

"Sure enough." Kelsey sighed, and replied coldly, "Wait, I'll be right over."

"You have something more important..." ACE turned his head before he finished speaking, seeing that the courier with the army shook his head helplessly, indicating that the communication had been cut off.

He threw back the microphone, did not speak, swept over a dozen of his subordinates, and finally stayed on top of the rising smoke.

There was a third explosion, this time it was more violent, and it was mixed with the sound of buildings collapsing. The whole black market has changed from doubt to shock.

'This W lived up to expectations. '

ACE looked at the mercenaries in the stadium who were hurriedly holding up their weapons, their wrists pressed down, and they were about to set off when they saw the door of the office open, and several limping figures walked out.

At first, one person was holding a big crossbow, and his beard was similar to that of an ACE, and he vaguely heard him say "we are dead anyway, let's kill a few paper-mounted bastards tonight" and other nonsense.

The elite operator's lowered hand stopped, clenched into a fist, and muttered to himself.

"I underestimated the cardinal."

In his eyes, there is a bit of simple admiration, admiration for soldiers!

Chapter 59 Mudstone!

huh-huh-

In the dark alley, the walls were smeared with blood, the pipes had been cut, and white steam was being sprayed out.

Ren leaned over, his chest rising and falling rapidly, and Iluzier's straight sword had pierced into the chest of the mercenary under his feet, covering the whole body with a layer of white ice.

"No. 13, and wearing ceramic plates, how many people did this bastard invite to kill me?"

He twisted his wrist and pulled out the straight sword. His muscles tightened and he felt the pain under his ribs. When he turned his head slightly, he saw that the chain mail had been poked open and bleeding was coming out.

Mad, this place is not good for me.

In densely populated areas, his "perspective hanging" is useless. After all, this is not a black soul. As long as you see the fire of the soul cut down ten, no one will be innocent, but in this underground black market...

Ren raised his left hand instantly, and then saw a drunk man jumping out of the corner, and was taken aback when he saw blood everywhere.

"roll."

He said coldly, that person would have fucked his ass off immediately, but more soul fires were killing him from behind.

'Block my way to downtown?The terrain is very unfamiliar to me, and they are local snakes. '

Ren's face became more and more serious, his eyes moved down, and through the concrete, he saw several soul fires moving underground. He raised his brows, and instantly had an idea.

He spread out his left hand, and a dark knight shield appeared. Guerrilla warfare is not conducive to using swords and shields, but who said that shields must be held in one's hand, with a backhand swing, hung on the back, and jumped a few times. His body was indeed a bit heavy, but No more fear of being shot in the back.

It took a few seconds to make full preparations, and as soon as Ren raised his head, the pursuers who had been following behind were already in front of him.

boom!

A white shadow fell heavily from the roof next to the alley, trampling on the gravel, and spider webs appeared on the ground. Ren's feet shook. Seeing that this man was holding a huge hammer, the white protective clothing was extremely oppressive. Looks like a hunk.

"Is it finally here?"

"You can't escape." The voice under the mask was low, like a cold-blooded butcher.

As the voice fell, a large number of Sarkaz appeared on the surrounding roofs, holding crossbows and machetes, but just as the melee fighters were about to jump down, the 'tough man' raised his hammer.

"No more, leave this person to me."

Not stupid yet.

Seeing that the mercenaries really stopped, Ren's face darkened. This kind of open and closed enemy is the most difficult to fight alone, and the mixed friendly forces are actually hindering.

He leaned down slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the arrow on the roof, and finally placed it on the sledgehammer in front of him. The blood flowing from the corpse on the ground had turned into a river of blood. Just when the stalwart raised the hammer above his head and put it down——

boom!

Puff puff!

The flying corpse was shot into a hedgehog in mid-air. Under the rain of blood, Ren rushed forward at the fastest speed, only ten meters away, and he was able to cross in a few seconds. Not afraid of friendly crossbows at all.

Burst the fireball!

Ren stretched his left hand forward and released the strongest attack spell so far, 'Meteor' pierced through the night of blood rain, and was hit on the ground with a hammer in front of the hunk.

boom! ! !

The fireball exploded, and the scorching flames flew around, while Ren pierced through the embers, leaning back his entire body, relying on the inertial shovel, and raised his straight sword, as if to disembowel the enemy.

woo-

The horizontal hammer set off a dull wind pressure, sweeping over Ren's head with a few lingering flames, but the latter had already passed under his crotch, and the straight sword slashed under his lower abdomen.

clang--

A bunch of sparks bloomed, Ren frowned, slapped his left hand, stood up instantly from the sliding shovel, and then felt a strong wind sweeping across the soles of his feet.

After taking a lonely shot, the enemy quickly turned around and swept across the ground by inertia. The technique was good, but the movement was too slow, and Renn jumped up early.

Ding Ding Ding!

There were a few crisp sounds, and the crossbow arrows really didn't talk about Wude's back shots, but they were all bounced off by the black knight's shield, and the huge force pushed Renn up instead.

Thanks.

The hammer was still halfway, Ren held the sword in both hands, condescending, twisted his waist and stabbed forward!

puff!

Half of the blade was pierced from the forehead, but the feeling was very strange, not as hard as the skull, but as if pierced into the soil.

He hadn't landed yet, but he felt his collar tighten, and his eyes quickly retreated. It turned out that the enemy directly stretched out his left hand to grab him and threw him to the ground.

Throwing skills?

Ren didn't hide, but pressed his feet firmly against the opponent's shoulders.

boom! !

The blood exploded, and Ren's back made contact with the ground suddenly. The huge force cracked the concrete, but Ren was not seriously injured. First, the black knight shield behind him brought perfect cushioning, and second, he stuck the enemy's body tightly. Shoulder joints prevent the opponent from exerting force.

There was still a sword on the top of the 'Macho''s head, and when he looked down, he saw Ren wrapped around his hand like a cowhide plaster, with his left palm spread out, and the flame in the palm aimed at his face!

Exploding fireballs!

The spell was fired close to the face, and Ren wanted to see if the protective clothing could block it, but the bloody concrete around him floated up and quickly formed a stone shield in front of the enemy's head.