Chapter 382 It Can’t Be a Passerby (Two Chapters in One)

The commander did not think that he was taking revenge.

Because if the corn man died in his hands, his hometown would be targeted by the [World Tree Union Investigation Association], and in the next thousands of years, there would be waves of investigators.

His Majesty and the Abyss have a close cooperation and cannot withstand an investigation of this scale.

That's why they want to blame the death of the corn man on the [Nightmare] in the city below.

But if the corn man is alive, then the "Tree Union" will not send an investigator, but a terrifying "executioner".

There was no response from the general, and there was no force in the ship that could stop the enemy.

If he didn't make a decision, he would be able to take the corn man away after the enemy reached the bridge and paralyzed the sky blockade of the battleship.

But the gunner seemed to be deliberately delaying time.

In desperation, the commander shot and executed the gunner and sat in front of the fire control radar himself.

The battleship's posture was off, it was hit by the airdrops just now. To launch the fragmentation torpedo, the helmsman needed to correct the posture, and the helmsman, like the corpse on the ground, was a member of [Giridad].

"Adjust the firing posture!" The commander pointed the gun at the helmsman.

There was no way, most of the people on the bridge were [Giridad's] subordinates.

Although he was the commander of this ship, he was only A-level after all. After [Giridad] boarded the ship, the first thing he did was to replace the bridge personnel, and he had no ability to refuse.

In order to assist the expedition of the abyss, His Majesty sent all his S-level subordinates out, and the original owner of this ship was naturally among them.

In order to divert the attention of outsiders, this ship claimed to have 5 S-level generals when it set sail, but it was actually an empty shell.

Even the only S-level [Giridad] boarded the ship temporarily to hunt down the investigator and took away his command.

The helmsman also rejected his order and contacted [Girida] on the ground.

There was really no other way, so the commander had to inform the guy who tried to take the opportunity to seize the ship of the situation he was about to face.

…

[Girida] originally planned to find the corn man, but was dragged by the players and was forced to play a cat-and-mouse game with them.

In less than 30 minutes, he had killed 23 B-level strongmen.

Yes, strongmen.

Even the S-level [Girida] believed that these sudden enemies were all strongmen who were expected to break through to the A-level.

Killing such a promising genius can provide him with unparalleled emotional value.

However, after hearing the communication from above, [Girida] immediately calmed down.

The men placed on the bridge told him what happened not long ago.

After learning that the commander was going to blow him up, his killing intention for that waste even exceeded the unknown enemies in front of him who were ruining his good deeds.

"Don't act rashly, wait for me to return." [Girida] immediately gave up the player and flew towards the battleship above.

Nearly 100 B-class warriors?

Could they beat my S-class who is comparable to gods?

[Girida] rushed directly to the battleship, tore a hole in the hull of the ship, and returned to the bridge before the player.

The moment he returned, he grabbed the useless commander in the air, not giving him any chance to quibble, and squeezed forward with his right hand.

The A-class commander turned into meat paste.

"Waste is waste, those B-class below are harder to kill than you." [Girida] threw the commander's body away.

He let him continue to be the commander for the sake of the other leader's face. He didn't expect that this ungrateful guy would plan to blow himself up because he was sidelined by him.

After clearing the door, [Girida] looked at the monitoring of the bridge.

Those 87 B-class enemies were rushing to the bridge to die, and there were two more...

Not good!

Looking at the red dot in the engine room, [Girida] immediately realized the other party's intention.

However, it was too late to realize it now. One of them had already burst out with the breath of S-class and destroyed the jump engine with one blow.

At the moment of the engine explosion, the jump point outside the meteorite twisted, and the small boat that had escaped before jumped over. There was no airdrop chamber this time, but more than a hundred B-class strongmen jumped into the meteorite.

The battleship was blown over, but the firepower network locked on the jump point still played a certain role.

The offset main gun laser quickly adjusted and sank one of the small boats directly.

The other ship had already ignited and hid on the back of the meteorite. The sky full of carrier-based aircraft had surrounded it, but with nearly a hundred B-class guards, it was difficult for these carrier-based aircraft to achieve results.

[Girida] was in a heavy mood.

He was not worried about the enemies in front of him, but was afraid of the power behind the other party.

Being able to use B-class strongmen as cannon fodder is like B-class combat power is worthless.

Could they be mass-produced soldiers?

[Girida] had to re-examine these opponents and think about who these guys are.

First of all, the "Tree Union" is ruled out. With the style of those crazy people, they will definitely send out SS-class executioners when they encounter this situation.

Could it be your majesty's enemy?

That's not right. Your majesty doesn't fight or compete on the surface, and often helps the world invaded by the abyss. He is a well-known good man.

Could it be the abyss?

No, they don't have the breath of the abyss, and the ship doesn't have the characteristics of the abyss.

Damn, whose people are these?

They can't be passers-by!

[Girida] really couldn't figure out where the players came from.

At the same time, "Anhe Feng" had led the team to the command center of the entire ship, which was the bridge where [Girida] was.

The engine had been destroyed. As long as the command center was paralyzed, the orbital bombing could be completely stopped.

[Girida] looked at this group of fearless lunatics and had a lot to ask them, but the interrogation didn't require so many people.

He wanted to reduce the number of enemies and leave only two alive.

The two sides did not communicate after meeting. [Girida] used both hands to change the surrounding magnetic field, trying to take the initiative and manipulate the metal on the players' equipment to penetrate their hearts.

The players had long known his methods. Either they had no metal on their bodies, or they had equipment bound to their own attributes.

If the boss wanted to take away the bound equipment, it was equivalent to directly extracting iron from their bodies. They needed to consume their mana first.

This boss is similar to "Magneto", but the strength is much higher than in the old movie.

However, compared with other disgusting bosses, this guy's mechanism is simple and clear.

Players with an average level of 130+ are not lambs without any countermeasures.

A poison mage crushed the scorpion pendant with force and immediately returned to the peak state.

Although they have more than one [Embers], they can definitely kill the boss quickly.

But now the planners will not issue [Embers]. This strategic-level prop is one less, and it cannot be squandered at will.

They plan to let the "poison mage" output, and the others will carry the front as a meat shield.

If 200 B-level players besiege together, at any cost, consume props worth hundreds of thousands, and stack 800 lives, they should have a chance to kill this S-level boss.

And now there is an additional S-level output, the price to pay is much smaller.

The hero-level strongman is already qualified to become a member of the God War!

"Bone-eroding body."

"Falling Rain Morning Light" was surrounded by purple smoke and injected toxins into the surrounding players.

Everyone's blood vessels immediately expanded, and the blood vessels stretched out spider-web-like purple marks on the skin.

Taking advantage of the time when the player was buffed, [Girida] concentrated his strength and wanted to pinch the "Anhe Wind" who was obviously the commander to death.

But the man's touch suddenly changed.

He felt that he had to pinch for half a minute to pinch this B-level thing to death.

"Anhe Wind" was pinched in the air and couldn't move, looking at the shield on his body.

[Erosion Body: Immune to true damage, reduce the maximum health of allies by 99%, and gain an additional shield of 5000% of the maximum health loss. 】

I saw the correct version in the 16-9 book and the 18-bar!

Although this state can't recover blood, if caught by the boss, with the boss's terrible damage, several nurses can't save it at all.

It's better to give up the maximum health in exchange for a shield up to 50 times the health.

Dozens of players who looked like living dead spread out around the Boss in tacit understanding, forming a precise defense line that seemed to exist but not exist.

『Rainy Morning Light』 hid behind the crowd, finished chanting the great spell, and smashed the staff against the floor. The colorless smoke like a tsunami spread wildly from the staff to the surroundings.

This smoke had no substance and could even penetrate the closed metal door. Blue-skinned people below level C would fall into a coma within ten seconds of touching it.

Depending on the strength of these people, they would be unconscious for 1 to 10 hours.

But it was enough.

With just this one chant of great magic, most of the functions on the ship were paralyzed.

It was not that she had no ability to poison the whole ship, but it was inhumane to do so. The mana consumption of the spell would definitely not be able to hold up.

Several players ran to the operating table and stopped the fire control radar on the ship.

It took them less than a minute to shut down the airstrike from orbit.

[Girida] was suspended in mid-air, and the metal hull around him was turned into metal dust like a sand waterfall, surrounding him.

He stretched out his hand to change the magnetic field around him, and grabbed three approaching players out of thin air.

The metal sand waterfall immediately rushed over.

If it was a mortal in the sand waterfall, in just a moment, he would be worn away by countless tiny metal gravels, and even bones would not be left.

But the person in the metal gravel was a B-level strongman, and the power in the opponent's body was resisting. [Girida] felt that it would take him dozens of seconds to break through the defense and kill the opponent.

Other players who were not hit would naturally not sit and watch their teammates being executed by the boss's "throwing skills".

Countless attacks came over, and [Girida] separated the metal dust and collided head-on with these messy attacks. The divine power attached to the metal offset all the attacks.

But one of these attacks was a poisonous arrow, which corroded all the metal that approached.

[Girida] shook off the corroded metal gravel as if he was electrocuted.

Because if he continued to manipulate these poisonous metals, he would be corroded by the poison on them. This woman's tricks were hard to defend against.

After consuming a large amount of metal dust, the poison arrow was finally intercepted.

However, at this time, taking advantage of the sharp decrease in the amount of metal dust, a bone arrow broke through the defense and suddenly hit [Girida]'s ankle.

The moment the bone arrow shot into the ankle, the first to die, [Anhe Feng], immediately shouted in the voice channel:

"Achilles' heel, he's been hit, make up for the damage, make up for the damage quickly!"

But his reminder was superfluous.

『Rainy Morning Light』 had already sent hundreds of poisons into the bone arrows.

The white bone arrows turned dark green, and [Girida]'s body was not hurt, but his thinking became dull and his luck hit the bottom.

"No, his resistance is too high, he was poisoned by two kinds of poisons!"

『Rainy Morning Light』 reported in the voice.

She had to stack poisons into the opponent's body to deal damage when the final detonation occurred.

But the resistance of the S-level boss is not covered, and it is still too difficult for her to output alone.

[Girida] controlled the metal dust and pulled out the poison arrow on his ankle.

There was a circle of metal storm around him, and the inside was an invisible chaotic magnetic field, and a thin layer of invisible metal dust was hidden on the surface of his body.

Every line of defense here is something that even S-level bosses have to work hard to break through.

But this bone arrow could break through layers of defense and sank into his ankle.

This means that this arrow is an S-level item.

[Girida] looked at the enemy, and from the confident faces of these guys, he realized that the opponent had more than one S-level item.

If this is the case, then if they come suddenly, he will be in danger.

And although it is beyond common sense, since they have a way to make one person break through the S-level, they may not be unable to create a second S-level.

[Girida] felt the pressure.

The best way at present is to turn the entire ship into controllable metal dust.

In this way, his metal storm can cover all enemies and win the woman who plays with poison.

And if he encounters danger, he can escape at any time.

But this 20-kilometer-long warship is equivalent to a small city, with more than 200,000 people of the same race living on it. There is no reason for him to sacrifice them unless it is absolutely necessary.

Of course, more importantly, he needs this ship to provide coordinates for reinforcements.

The same goes for "Rainy Morning Light". She can destroy this huge battleship, but this ship is everyone's trophy and the asset of their own guild.

The two sides fought on the bridge.

[Girida] slightly turned sideways, and the metal gravel deflected the attacking giant hammer, and then gathered into a long spear, dancing in his hand, piercing the human barbarian who rushed to his face.

The human corpse suddenly exploded, and the rotten blood was swept away by the metal storm, but there was still a drop that penetrated the metal dust and fell on his clothes.

Suddenly, [Girida] had another toxin in his body.

In the past ten minutes, he tried to attack the S-level woman countless times, but every time there was a fearless B-level who stepped forward to block the knife.

He had killed 31 B-level enemies, but he also had more than a dozen toxins in his body.

These poisons would not cause him harm, but they were just not harming him at the moment.

Finally, the communication system on the ship received a fixed-point message from afar.