Chapter 80 Giant Acid Compression Cannon

Hmm?

Lu Ming, who was ready to go, was suddenly interrupted by the program prompt.

Glancing at the prompt, Lu Ming was a little speechless.

The core mission of the city? Liberate the shelter?

He liberated a shelter, he just wanted to fight with the D-level king to test his true level.

Now that a task has been added, how impure it seems? Can I refuse?

[……]

Well, it seems that there is no choice, just pretend that I didn’t see it, and do whatever I want.

He pinched Chuxue’s ponytail, raised his knife to brew his emotions, and found his murderous self again!

The tyrant fell into the iron fortress with a bang, facing the gate of the steel fortress, and the movement was so loud that it was like a debt collector!

"Swoosh!"

As expected, alarmed by the tyrant's arrogance, a group of six owls led by the mutant sickle owl rushed over.

Lu Ming's eyes sank, and the cross pulse structure started.

But before he could release the slash, the crisp sound of a blade being unsheathed could be heard from his ear.

The red arc of light flashed across the bodies of the seven sickle owls like a turning point, dragging out a long stream of light and shadows, and the elegant back of the Tyrant King of Owls appeared behind the seven sickle owls.

One of its arms drooped naturally, and the other arm was like a horse with a sword across its back. It was so posed that it could be taken as a poster and hung on the wall.

And only then did Lu Ming see that the Tyrant's particle light sword was far more than half a meter long, but it was usually retracted.

In real combat, the particle light sword can be ejected to twice the length, and can reach about one meter in total!

Clang!

The blade retracted.

Boom!

The seven sickle owl bodies split and collapsed.

The Tyrant turned his head and looked at Lu Ming, as if asking: "Was that knife just now handsome?"

Lu Ming, who wanted to praise it, had veins on his forehead bulging slightly. Really, he really wanted to hammer this comparison, but he had to admit that it was really handsome.

Taking a step forward and patting the tyrant's butt, Lu Ming said in a deep voice: "Next time I will go first, then steal the limelight, and sleep on the street at night."

The tyrant's POSS collapsed instantly, and he shrugged his head in disappointment.

Lu Ming tried to recover the corpse, and found that even the alien species killed by the tyrant belonged to him.

Otherwise, he would have to sublimate on the spot, and then use the hand of greed to collect, wasting time for no reason.

In a good mood for a while, Lu Ming passed the tyrant's position, did not hesitate to praise, and said seriously: "But the knife just now was really good."

Leaving this sentence, Lu Ming stepped into the gate of the Iron Fortress and walked towards the corridor leading to the Owl King and Owl Queen.

The tyrant was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized it, roared softly, and looked at Chuxue in disbelief, as if to confirm that he had not heard it wrong, and the master was really praising it!

Chuxue did not speak, but just smiled at it quietly, and walked quickly in a blink of an eye to catch up with Lu Ming.

The tyrant was overjoyed and walked at the end happily, as if Lu Ming's praise had given it an extra medal of honor.

Entering the corridor, it was a huge space like the waiting hall of a high-speed railway station.

In front of him was a steel frame bridge leading to various places.

It spanned a hundred meters and was about a kilometer long.

It could be said to be a platform or a highway.

Countless circuits were hung around it, and countless steel frame bridges extended on both sides.

In terms of design, it did have the style of a survivor base in the human wasteland period.

But now, except for the full-fledged mature sickle owls, there was no trace of history.

"Roar!"

After discovering the existence of Lu Ming and his men, the elite sickle owls collectively attacked, with a number as large as a hundred!

That's right, facing this kind of scum that was only two small levels stronger than the larvae, Lu Ming directly asked Chuxue to remove the disguise of Yinsi.

In this way, the sickle owls, who would take the initiative to attack anyone they saw, would definitely flock to him.

And this was the best scene he was happy to see.

Because the more they gather together, the more efficient they can be!

Raising the knife and swinging it down, the tip of the knife pointed to the densest gathering place of elite sickle owls, Lu Ming muttered in his heart!

"Giant acid compression cannon!"

Bang!

The blue light of the Owl King's sword flashed.

The dark blue mucus gushed out! Gathered at the front of the knife tip and entangled!

In a short moment, a half-body alien condensed at the front of the knife tip!

It was huge, twice the size of an ordinary sickle owl.

With such a body size, it was undoubtedly the creature parasitic inside the weapon - the Tyrannical Owl King.

It stretched out two sharp blades and pierced into the steel bridge deck beside it.

The liquid organism connected to the blade body frantically extracted the biological energy in the sword!

The milky yellow energy accumulated and brewed in its chest and abdomen.

The dazzling light burst out.

The ferocious vertical mouth located in the chest and abdomen gushed violently!

A roar and roar carrying a huge cannon beam burst out!

From a distance, it looked like a waterfall!

The beam was three meters high and lasted for five seconds, washing across the entire wide main road of the base, wiping out nearly 70% of the elite sickle owls in the gathering passage!

Pah! Pah!

Broken corpses fell one after another, some missing the upper half, some missing the lower half, and some had no flesh left on the entire body.

Lu Ming woke up from his daze, and saw the Tyrannical Owl King at the front of the blade disintegrate into the biological mucus and merge into the blade, and he was a little dazed.

A skill with 10 points of biological energy? So cool?