Chapter 486 Armed Gargoyle

Chapter 487 Armed Gargoyle

As soon as Stranger opened his eyes, he saw such a shocking scene, and he couldn't help but feel weak in the knees.

"...Ah, ah..."

The throat rolled and made meaningless sounds.

The pupils contracted and the eyes went black. Stranger fell directly to the ground - not just because he was knocked down by the "flying kick", but because his brain was blank and he was a little dizzy, his legs softened and he fell down.

Stranger is not afraid of corpses, let alone dead people.

As a fourth-level disaster splicer, although he has not graduated from school, he has already taken over and pieced together many corpses. Even when he couldn't speak properly, he had already learned the skills of stitching corpses from his sister and father. To him, human corpses can only be called materials, no different from clay and building blocks.

He has a friend who is a family of watchmakers. That guy has been fiddling with pocket watches since he was a child, and Stranger has been fiddling with corpses since he was a child. To him, it's the same.

- But it was the first time that Stranger saw a living person turned into a corpse.

The extraordinary dynamic vision allowed him to see everything. The old man's face still had a look of fear and astonishment, and his whole body was twisted and broken under the flames and pressure. His body, crushed by the pressure, was like a tomato stuffed with firecrackers. Countless bursts of blood were like countless needles, falling on his body like nails into his bone marrow.

The stranger couldn't even tell whether it was because the blood had penetrating and impact power under high pressure, or whether the pain he felt was just an illusion.

He himself didn't know what he was afraid of, but he knew that it must be very dangerous to stand in the middle of the street.

So although his legs began to weaken and he couldn't stand up at all. However, his educated brain still urged his body to crawl away from the shattered body.

He just crawled two steps before he realized that he didn't take the box. So he crawled back, stood up with his back bent, and staggered to a nearby house.

He just knocked on the door and it opened directly. The other party didn't even ask, and pulled him in.

It was an old woman.

"Master Nobel!"

She exclaimed, "Are you okay?!"

"... Heah, ha... ha... cough cough cough..."

The stranger waved his hands and shook his head, but could not speak.

He gasped heavily, gasping for air as if he had an asthma attack.

But there was no fresh air rushing into his throat.

- Only the smell of soil, blood and gunpowder.

They made the stranger's throat dry and he couldn't help wanting to cough. He coughed until tears came out of the corners of his eyes, like a non-smoker taking a puff of lit tobacco.

It took him a long time to finally slow down a little. He asked hoarsely, "What... happened?"

He was surprised that his voice became so hoarse that it seemed like he was going to break just by speaking.

The stranger subconsciously touched his throat, but it was wet and sticky. His experience immediately told him that this was the touch of warm human blood.

He held his fingers up to his eyes and found that they were dripping blood.

Stranger felt that his eyes seemed a little blurry and he couldn't open them. So he subconsciously reached out and wiped his face twice, and when he let go, his hands were already covered with blood.

"The Star Antimony people who were fucked by pigs have broken in!"

The old woman screamed in a witch-like hoarse voice: "There are dead people everywhere, don't go out!"

... Star Antimony people?

Stranger gradually sorted out some of the current situation.

Although I don't know why, I suddenly appeared here when I closed my eyes and opened them again. It's like I lost my memory for a period of time...

But looking at the walls around me that have a rural atmosphere, this should be the countryside of Avalon.

Did I escape here alone?

Then, another unsolvable doubt rose in Stranger's mind.

——How could the Star Antimony army attack a village without troops stationed? Why did they directly use alchemical bombs to attack civilians?

This makes no sense at all!

The military manual says that such behavior is not allowed!

Who is in charge? !

Rage and confusion rose in his heart, and Stranger clenched his fists subconsciously.

"I..."

As soon as he spoke, the words got stuck in his throat.

—— What should he say?

Comfort the other party that everything will be fine? But the bomb just fell in front of him, and his body and hands were still covered with blood.

Explain to the Star Antimony that this is abnormal? However, the villagers who were familiar in the past turned into pieces in front of him.

Say that they will all be fine?

... But now he can only exert the combat power of the third energy level, and even the full power of Master Nobel cannot be exerted.

Even if he can exert it - what can he do?

But Stranger felt that he couldn't say something. The words were stuck in his chest, and if he didn't say it, he would go crazy.

He looked around in panic and confusion, clenching and unclenching his fists. He didn't know what he was going to do, nor did he know where he was.

But at this moment, the old woman suddenly pulled him down.

Even though he was an alchemist who didn't strengthen his body, his physique was much stronger than the old man's. However, the stranger was so flustered that he didn't resist at all, so he was pulled to the ground.

The next moment, the stranger held his breath, his mind went blank.

Because something very familiar to him appeared -

a ferocious face with long horns, a skinny body like a monkey, and wings like a bat.

There were fluorescent green runes on their heads, and the surface was covered with a metal shell like an iron cage, and the flesh inside became cold and dry under high-speed flight.

It looked like a person's skin was peeled off and a metal coat was tied on the outside.

And their arms were machine guns bound by iron hoops, and two cloak-like ammunition belts were wrapped around their backs.

When they found them, they screamed like monkeys and swooped down.

In the dark night, the muzzle sprayed flames. The old woman's body was torn into pieces in an instant, like a scarecrow.

"Mom! Damn... I fuck you, damn monster!"

A roaring middle-aged man rushed out of the house.

He held a shotgun in his right hand and pulled the trigger suddenly at the gargoyle.

——However, these bullets were useless to them.

The bullets that could hunt bears only opened a gap the size of a baby's fist in the stone statue. The gargoyles did not lag in their movements. They did not even stop pulling the trigger, just like watering the flowers in the garden, turning the muzzle at will, and the barrage of bullets tore the man apart directly.

...This is exactly the operating detail set by Stranger.

The intelligence of the gargoyles is very low, so they cannot master complex weapon operation skills, and using firearms is naturally not one of them.

But if you just give them a command like "pull the trigger", they can do it.

Aiming is too difficult for them. If they detect that the enemy is firing again, it is easy for the bullet to fail to shoot due to the delayed reaction. So after six versions of testing, Stranger chose the new idea of ​​"not releasing the trigger".

As long as the gargoyles enter the combat state and there is no target in front of them that needs to be protected, they will not release the trigger. Even if they turn the muzzle, they will continue to shoot. The barrage of bullets could easily form a large net, tearing apart anyone who wanted to escape, and this firepower was lethal to unarmored units.

...Tear apart anyone who wanted to escape.

The scene of himself proudly explaining his new ideas emerged in Stranger's mind, and his excited voice still rang in his ears.

The intense nausea made his abdomen cramp a little.