War in Heaven

In the face of a few elongate dolls, the overlord held the warhammer and stood in front of the RV that had just stopped. He looked back at the "chalet" behind him, and there was a burst of violence under the bronze helmet:

"bring it on!"

The voice did not fall, he had already lifted up a few blue bronze warhammers, and smashed the face that had come over.

boom!

The violent roar brought out a near-physical "shock wave", and Lin Chi, who was shocked in the car, had a moment of tinnitus. The doll that rushed from the front, the body instantly twisted from the human form into the shape of a spider, accompanied by a burst of branches and snoring, fell to the ground and twitched.

The attack of the Overlord is not only amazingly powerful, but also a horrible degree of flexibility. The heavy hammer slams to the right, and another person who is about to slash the knife vacates and draws a beautiful arc. Flying three meters away, stumbled the two organs dolls rushing up.

"Well?" The Overlord shouted: "I can't stand it!"

"Stay steady." Lin Chi's voice came out of the car.

Upon hearing this, the Overlord hammered a doll again and turned and jumped into the "door" of the wooden house. He just sneaked into the car, and three smashing knives stabbed in. The blade crossed his arm. Leave a deep visible bone scar.

"Fuck!"

Although the pain in the game was weakened, and he saw this kind of wound in his body, the Overlord couldn't help but scream.

At this time, Lin Chi finally started the organ car driven by the "Ancient Black Technology", and the driving speed suddenly accelerated, and the organ dolls that were being surrounded were taken aside.

Compared with the car born under the normal technology tree, the panel of this machine car is actually more concise. From the perspective of a cab without a dashboard, the human beings of this world should not have the means to measure speed.

This car is not driven by gasoline or electricity, but by some wind energy that does not know the principle.

Lin Chi grabbed the wooden grip in front of the seat and pulled it back hard. He only heard a sharp roar in the back of the car. The "house" mounted on the wooden wheel suddenly rushed like a wild horse. Go out and go straight to the front of the street!

Looking through the window in front of the car body to the outside, seeing a stone tower in front of him, Lin Chi lowered his head to confirm the internal structure of the car, whispered to himself:

"I am going, where is the steering wheel?"

Hearing this, the "Overlord" of Gao Mada also squeezed into the narrow cab. The brow was locked and looked at the wooden joystick in front of Lin Chi: "Is this car not even the steering wheel? Which is the design of the idiot?" of?"

"How do I know?" Lin Chi said with a sigh of relief, reached out and held the only joystick in the cab and forced it to the left.

Oh!

At the last moment before hitting the tower, the car came to the left with a turn of nearly ninety degrees. Due to the sharp turn, the wooden body jumped up and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing that the steering was too far, and I had to crash into the nearby restaurant, Lin Chi quickly pulled the joystick to the right and finally returned to the street.

“Would you drive in the end?” the overlord asked in a rough voice.

Lin was too lazy to quarrel with the other side, but his brow was gazing at the side of the car, and the shadow was growing.

Even if this machine does not have a rearview mirror, whether it is the roar of the rear streets or the bumpy body, it shows a serious problem:

"Huo went to the disease" to catch up.

The heavy footsteps were like the more and more death knell. The overlord returned to the rear compartment and glanced at it: "Let's hurry, we have to be killed!"

Lin Chi used all his strength to pull the wooden joystick to the rear, and the car speeded up again. The three organ guards on the road ahead crashed into the frame, and a horse-riding knife flew in with the arm. The window was nailed to the wooden back of Lin’s shoulder.

However, at this time, Lin Chi had no time to pay attention to such a small problem. He did not even notice that his face began to bleed. He just stared at the empty street in front and drove the car that had just started.

The pedestrians on the street screamed against the wall, watching the dark "mech" followed by the chariot. Realizing that this way can not get rid of the boss, Lin Chi shouted: "You come to drive!"

Hearing, Bawang immediately rushed into the cab and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I will go to the meeting and go to hospital."

Lin Chi said to pull down the heavy knives with his left hand and walked back to the wooden house on the back side of the car with a big knife.

He just returned to the body, the big hand cast by black iron, has violently torn the roof above the car body, directly tossing off the roof and throwing it aside!

Lin Chi’s sight suddenly “openly and cheerfully”, and he saw the black and red armored giants striding at almost the same speed as the organ vehicles.

A pale-skinned young man is standing at the top of the "human-shaped mech", his feet are like roots, stepping on the neck of the headless giant, standing still, long hair behind the head The wind is constantly waving.

This person looks beautiful, and the eyebrows reveal a bit of British spirit, and the silver armor that shines on the body has a sharp contrast with the dark giant at the foot.

Under the gaze of Lin Chi, the young man slowly lifted the long scorpion in his right hand, pointing to the head of Lin Chi, who was condescending, giving the sound of a "subwoofer" effect:

"The generals are going to get sick here."

Seeing the other side's serious look, Lin Chi smiled, and lifted the heavy knives and slashed the knife handle over the sorcerer's armor.

"After an organ doll, dare to let go in front of my ‘flying general’ Li Guang?”

As soon as this was said, the body of the car almost lost its balance. Lin Chi ignored the reaction of the "overlord" who was driving. He just raised his right hand and pointed the knives on the right arm to the body of Huo’s disease. :

"Try the flying sword of the generals!"

The voice has not fallen, he has pressed the switch that the sleeve sword pops up. At the moment when the sleeve sword on the devil's armor pops up, the heavy knives are turned into a silver light, and the bullets are smashed toward Huo!

- He had noticed before that the "ejector" of the Sword Sword on the Devil's Hand is very powerful and may be used to launch other things.

However, the strength of this thing is so large that it is completely out of the expectation of Lin.

clang!

The brittle sound of the swordsmanship sounded together with the sparks of the dark giant's head. Huo went to the sick and waved the long scorpion, blocking the knives that flew to himself, but the black iron giant's figure under his feet suddenly stagnate and the speed suddenly decreased. It was a little slower.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the organ vehicle finally opened the distance between the giants and turned a corner to escape the pursuit of the "general general"!

Seeing that the reloading has been smashed, Lin Chi finally breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the cab, and reached for the shoulder of the overlord:

"Safe."

"Don't talk about it again next time, I just laughed and laughed at Laozi." The overlord said with a rough voice, and apparently still confessed to Lin Chi’s self-proclaimed.

At the same time as the two talked, the twenty-minute countdown to the big hunt was finally over.

With the almost one-sided massacre that ended, the guards on the street guarded and suddenly lost the goal of killing, returned to the original patrol post, and directly ignored the galloping from the street. The station did not have a car on the roof.

"It seems to be safe..." Lin Chi smiled.

"Yeah." Overlord said to park the car on the side of the road, looking back and looking at the "partners" around him, his face suddenly gloomy.

Then, this heroic heavy armored soldier bowed his head and said something dangerous in his voice:

"It’s also a death race. Now, should we deal with ‘private grudges’?”