My Infinite Monster Clone

superior.

Still not on.

Molly weighed in his mind.

This is an adventure and there may be casualties.

at last.

Mo Lai gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Attention everyone, go up and help." Seeing someone in danger, as a soldier, he instinctively wants to go up. There are quite a few of them, so there should be hope.

But.

Just ready to rush.

A voice came from beside him.

"No, just look at it." A federal geographer said, these black beasts are like kittens and puppies compared to strange beasts. Although they are aggressive, they are limited, and there are just a little more in number.

This time.

Those who came were all warriors above the division level.

Combat skills are proficient.

This kind of fighting with small aggressive creatures is also a process of accumulating experience. Human beings may encounter various opponents in the future and need to have the experience of fighting different creatures.

Earth.

beast star.

Not even the other three major civilizations have such opponents.

Experience is rare.

"Just look at it?" Mo Lai was stunned.

listen.

Is this what one should say?

"There are so many black beasts, it's too dangerous." Seeing that he was about to touch them, Mo Lai said anxiously.

The federal geographer smiled.

shook his head.

"It's a bit dangerous, but they are the ones who should run away." He said with a light smile, without saying any more, a battle of this level is far from being 'worthy of'.

Morley was puzzled.

Eyes fixed on the field.

at this time.

The soldier in the dark blue armor looked at them, turned his head, raised his hand, and picked up the weapon at his waist. There was a sound of '咻咻咻~~~' bursts of tearing the air.

"Kinetic energy weapon." Mo Lai thought.

They already knew this.

But there are too many black beasts, and you only have a weapon, so you dare to act like this. Sure enough, in just two seconds, although nearly twenty black beasts fell down, the distance between the two sides was shortened to within half a breath.

The situation is critical.

Morley opened his mouth.

But still did not say it.

Everyone has eyes, and there is no need for him to state things that are obvious to all. But I thought that the person would retreat and adopt the tactic of walking and shooting, which is the best solution for this kind of scene.

But.

The man didn't take half a step back.

He even threw the weapon in his hand aside.

Raise your hand.

Pulled out a jet black long knife from behind.

Suddenly rushed to the herd.

"..."

Mo Lai and his men were all dumbfounded, you don't need hot weapons, use cold weapons? How is this brain circuit long? Originally, there was still a way to survive, but now he directly forced himself to a dead end.

What is this operation?

Want to die heroically.

You don't have to be so showy, do you?

However.

After a few seconds.

His ideas were subverted, and everyone opened their mouths.

"Aww~~"

"Crack~~"

I see.

The soldier in the arena dashed from left to right, the knife in his hand was swaying quickly and without a shadow, as if there was no resistance at all, the bodies of those black beasts would break if touched.

The figure flickered.

It was almost impossible to catch its attack with his naked eyes.

Except hands.

The other parts of the man's body were like weapons, fists, elbows, knees, feet, shoulders. . . When hit by the black beast, the black beast flew upside down, howling on the ground, as if being bluntly hit by a heavy hammer.

want to stand up.

But the body has been twisted, only howling.

"..."

this scene.

Make Morley and the others dull.

The shock was broken.

horrible.

In single-soldier combat, relying on physical strength to achieve this level, could it be the ability provided by that set of armor? He doesn't know, but the only thing he knows is that waiting for others is a dish.

With that fighting power.

Close words.

Hundreds of them may not be able to kill this person, no, not necessarily, they must not be able to do it. Thinking of this, Mo Lai tightly grasped the weapon in his hand, and found that he did not feel safe at all.

When he came back to his senses.

The battle is over.

The man drew another weapon from the side of his leg.

All the black beasts that had twisted their bodies but hadn't died yet were shot again.

'Hoo~~~'

A wind blows.

It brought a slight smell of blood.

The wailing in the arena also stopped, and Mo Lai and others stood quietly beside the car, pondering over the words of the opponent's companion next to him, what does "they should be the ones to run" mean.

indeed.

It's time to run.

It should be a black beast.

Encountering this kind of evil god, the number of black beasts will double, and it is estimated that they will be enraged on the spot. Is this the opponent's combat power? You must not fight these people in close quarters, absolutely not.

Morley kept that in mind.

He looked at the people following him.

"Are all your people this powerful?" Morley asked.

The federal geographer glanced at him.

He smiled lightly and said, "No."

He didn't lie, it's just that people from the Fifth Civilization have almost the same strength, while on the other side of the earth, the front line of the beast star is still dominated by warriors, and these words also made Mo Lai heave a sigh of relief.

evildoer.

Sure enough, not that many.

But certainly not less.

at this time.

Behind them came the sound of rolling wheels.

Mo Lai turned his head and saw nearly fifty people pushing a huge flatbed cart towards this side. The flatbed cart was manpower, pulled by ten people, and others trotted aside.

see them.

His eyes changed.

Then he bowed slightly to the two federal geographers to show respect. These people are indeed worthy of their respect. They saved them, provided them with food, provided them with safety, and provided them with jobs. They never bullied them.

As for Morley et al.

At first glance, they were not from Molan's battle armor, nor from Barry, otherwise they would not be wearing the original military uniforms, but their status is probably not low, so they just nodded symbolically.

The flatbed is parked in front.

The puller didn't move.

The others hurriedly ran towards the battlefield just now.

'Hey Yo. '

Because it is too heavy.

They can only carry one black beast with four people.

These black beasts are one of their rations, which can be regarded as something to improve their food. They don't often eat the meat of giant beasts, but the meat of black beasts is not so strict. Those who specialize in carrying them can eat it almost every day.

Although it doesn't work.

But it's meat anyway.

Knowing the efficacy of alien beast meat, after seeing these people kill black beasts, they knew that this was not the power of armor and technology, but real physical power.

True personal strength.

envious.

admiration.

look forward to.

Let them eagerly want to have it. Now that people have mastered the alien meat, they have the key to their evolution. Therefore, they work very hard, hoping to get the approval of these people.

Join them.

Take the powerful path.

others.

They're not interested anymore.

The reconstruction of civilization is more attractive than the evolution of individual life. Since the previous civilization has been shattered and individual power has risen, this may be the new civilization's "main line" --- the road of the strong.

soon.

All the black beasts were loaded onto a flatbed truck, pulled by the ten people in front, and rushed to the decomposition place in the rear. Such black beasts attacked, and they had to run dozens of times a day.

tired.

The feeling of being able to see the light of day again.

very nice.