Violators of the Doomsday Game

"Strange, how come they disappeared halfway?" Qi Sui'an looked puzzled.

According to the direction deduced by the intelligent brain, Qi Sui'an found that he seemed to have lost them.

He failed to find Kemp, Cummings and the elite members of the Brotherhood of Steel.

"Normally, this shouldn't happen." He was also puzzled by this. He could understand that one or two living people were lost.

But there were quite a few of them, so the possibility of losing them was not very high.

In the end, he could only turn back to look for them.

Don't mention it, he really found a clue.

"They were intercepted halfway. What happened?" After Qi Sui'an found the trace, he replayed it through the intelligent brain.

"There were not many fierce battles, and the process of being subdued was very fast."

"It didn't look like they were killed, but more like they were captured."

"There were quite a few enemies, and they evacuated very quickly."

Qi Sui'an couldn't understand why for a while.

But it didn't matter. As long as there were clues and traces, it would be fine. Let Tai Sui follow the traces directly.

"It looks more like a special organization that specifically targets mutants and has efficient equipment for capturing them alive."

"Isn't this a pure-blooded person? Oh, no, they kill pure-blooded people directly, and they have no intention of capturing them alive." Qi Sui'an narrowed his eyes.

The change of things came very suddenly.

Qi Sui'an suspected that it was some kind of opportunity.

Otherwise, he could not be entangled so smoothly.

After all, it is not the first time that misfortune and fortune are interdependent.

Many strange situations inevitably make Qi Sui'an think in this direction.

This idea also made him really pick up the opportunity.

The protagonist's halo is here, if you really ignore it, you will miss the opportunity.

"This group of people is really fast. In such a short time, they can run such a long distance." Qi Sui'an couldn't help cursing.

He suspected that it was some kind of vehicle, such as combat armor.

After tracking all the way, he finally caught up.

At the edge of the reconnaissance network, the corresponding icon finally appeared.

Among them, Qi Sui recognized two, Kempco Cummings.

As for the other mutants, Qi Sui'an was not very familiar with them, so naturally he did not recognize them.

As they approached, the reconnaissance network became more and more detailed, and began to issue some reconnaissance reports.

[Preliminary observation, the kidnapper is a third type of life between pure-blooded people and mutants, with.]

After a brief look, Qi Sui'an looked surprised: "In other words, there is a third way of mutation?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Mutants are already abstract enough. Can the third type be more abstract than them?" Qi Sui'an did not quite understand.

[No corresponding data yet, but it can be confirmed that it has a second-level bionic armor]

Speaking of this, Qi Sui'an also reacted.

"The visitor is not kind." Qi Sui'an muttered. At this stage, not to mention any hidden lines, the strongest weapon in the wasteland is the second-level bionic armor.

After all, the fire armor will be greatly reduced in power when it leaves the shelter, and the second-level bionic armor with the properties of the second-level fire armor, Tai Sui Shen wants to win, there is only one way.

That is to use the floating gun.

[Pay attention to your wording, you are the one who is coming]

"That makes sense." Qi Sui'an reacted immediately. He was the invader of this world, and it was legitimate defense for others to kill him.

"Prepare the floating gun."

Qi Sui'an ignored his identity, and then realized that he really couldn't beat the second-level bionic armor.

In this case, if he couldn't get the fuel, he would just kill him directly.

It would save him from unnecessary trouble.

As for the opportunity, he didn't have to get it, and it was the same if it was destroyed and didn't fall into the hands of others.

It was indeed a loss to do so, but there was no way. The enemy guarding the opportunity was too strong, or it was possible that the opportunity was the enemy itself.

Because the consciousness of the protagonist's halo was cleared, he would do things too hard.

The simplest point is that he might not be able to take the opportunity given to him.

Just like the wasteland king who just entered the wasteland world, it was an opportunity, but that thing was not something he could get.

So Qi Sui'an would rather choose not to.

56 floating guns slowly emerged from the folding space.

This finally has a hint of the scale of the interstellar psionic floating cannon swarm.

Each floating cannon is surrounded by a little bit of evil dragon power, and at the same time has the greedy feast and armor-breaking effects.

These are all additional amplifications from other modules.

Under the control of the intelligent brain, it directly rushed into the sky and headed towards the destination in the reconnaissance network.

Tai Sui Shen and Qi Sui'an did not move, just stayed where they were.

With the existence of related modules such as signals and communications, its control distance has been greatly improved, and in terms of accuracy, it is much stronger than before.

It's a pity that the number is still small. The more the number, the stronger its power.

If there are really trillions of floating cannons, then destroying a galaxy is not a problem.

However, there is a paradox here. If you want so many floating cannons, Tai Sui Shen must have such a high armor value.

With a trillion armor value and a huge number of modules on his body, there are plenty of ways to destroy a galaxy.

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"Level 2 bionic armor, damn it, you used to be an elder of the Level 1 shelter."

Kemp, who had just woken up from his coma, looked helpless. It was normal for him to lose.

That was Level 2 bionic armor. Even in the Level 1 shelter, only the elders could have it.

As soon as Camp finished questioning, he saw a pile of bones and more than half of the elite mutants he brought with him were missing.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot.

How could he not know where the missing mutants went? They went into the stomachs of these corpse eaters.

"People who can become elders have quick brains."

"If I eat them, maybe I can have a brain as flexible as yours."

"Then I wouldn't have been framed and left the shelter."

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"My name is Heiman, the former fifth elder of the Holy Angel Shelter, but you probably don't know me."

"After all, when I left the Holy Angel Shelter, the leader of your Brotherhood of Steel was not born yet."

The corpse eater who called himself Heiman threw a piece of bone and licked his ten fingers clean before saying this.

Camp was silent when he heard this.

He knew the Holy Angel Shelter, and there were a total of six first-level shelters on the entire planet.

Among them, the Holy Angel Shelter mentioned by the other party ranks second and has been attacking their Brotherhood of Steel.

As for why there are fewer first-level shelters than the Triumphant Garden of Eden, it is naturally because they were destroyed in the competition.

Everyone wants to be the first, and the way to be the first forever is to eliminate competitors.

In the past, each Triumphant Garden of Eden used the fragments of the fire source to split two first-level shelters.

Therefore, there were 24 at the beginning, and only six are left after the competition.

It can be seen how fierce they are.

Nowadays, all the second, third, fourth and fifth-level shelters are split from these six first-level shelters.

Now the six first-level shelters are evenly matched, and it is not so easy to destroy them. It takes time.

However, the time has actually come quietly. The resource crisis of the shelter has not yet erupted. Once it erupts, a new round of shelter war will be formed.

"The five elders of the Holy Angel Shelter, we died unjustly." Cummings, who had just woken up, also heard Heyman's self-introduction, with a bitter face.

Without saying too much, that second-level bionic armor was enough to affect the situation of a war, but it was actually dispatched to deal with them.

"Before I die, I want to know who asked you to eat us." Kemp said.

Heyman wiped his mouth, his expression did not fluctuate at all: "We corpse eaters have professional ethics, especially those who have received piglets from employers, we will not sell their information."

How could he say that they are full now and don't want to eat for the time being. If something unexpected happens during this period and one of them escapes, wouldn't it be leaked?

So the best way is not to say it.

"But if you are willing to tell me, your leader." Heyman suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"Impossible, don't even think about it!" Cummings interrupted the other party directly.

"It's not impossible, but you have to say it first." Kemp held a different attitude, saying that he would get it for free first, and as for what the other party wanted to know, he would definitely not say it.

Anyway, he would die after listening to the intelligence, so how could he really say it.

"Tsk~" Heyman sneered. He could see what Kemp was thinking.

Then he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but before he could say it, something strange happened.

A terrifying storm swept through their temporary resting place, and at the same time he saw a large number of strange mechanical creations.

He couldn't understand why these things were flying in the air.

But now was not the time to think about these things. He clearly saw these strange mechanical creations releasing dark rays.

After hitting a corpse eater, the corpse eater turned into some kind of black particles on the spot.

What's more terrible is that there are a lot of these mechanical creations.

And ten of them were aimed at him.

Fortunately, he didn't launch an attack, which made him understand that the other party was likely to capture him alive.

Not only him, but the remaining corpse eaters didn't dare to move, and they all noticed the intention.

And the tied mutants were also confused, and they didn't know what was going on at all.

"I am the Cardinal of the Corpse Eater, Heiman. I wonder if there is anything I can do for you." Heiman was also scared and said in a humble tone.

He was indeed wearing a second-level bionic armor, but the problem was that there were too many of them, and their speed and accuracy were not low at all.

Heiman didn't want to gamble whether he could dodge or withstand the unknown dark rays with his armor.

If he won the bet, all the mechanical creations would attack at the same time, and he would still die.

If he lost the bet, he would die immediately.

He didn't feel any grievance. The enemy was stronger than him, so he naturally had the right to control his life and death.

Just like the pure-blooded people and mutants he ate, it was nothing more than the law of the jungle.

He could eat the weak, and the stronger ones could also control his life, just like when he failed in the fight and was driven out of the Holy Angel Shelter.