Violators of the Doomsday Game.

Chapter 216: It doesn't matter if you can't defeat him, as long as the floating cannon can kill him instantly
"Strange, how could he disappear halfway?" Qi Sui'an looked puzzled.

According to the direction deduced by the intelligent brain, Qi Sui'an found that he seemed to have lost the pursuit.

Failed to find Kemp, Cummings and the elite members of the Brotherhood of Steel.

"This shouldn't happen normally." He was also puzzled by this. He could understand if one or two people were missing.

But there are quite a lot of them, so the possibility of losing them is not very high.

Finally, I had to go back and look for it.

You know what, I actually found a clue.

"He was intercepted on the way. What happened?" After Qi Sui'an found the trace, he replayed it through the intelligent brain.

"There wasn't much of a fierce fight, and they were subdued very quickly."

"It's not like he was killed, it's more like he was captured."

"The enemy is quite numerous, and they are retreating very quickly."

Qi Sui'an couldn't understand why for a moment.

But it doesn’t matter. As long as there are clues and traces, let Tai Sui God follow the trail directly.

"It looks more like a special organization that specifically targets mutants and has highly efficient equipment for capturing them alive."

"Isn't this a pure-blooded person? Oh, no, pure-blooded people are killed directly, they have no intention of capturing them alive." Qi Sui'an narrowed his eyes.

The unexpected situation came very suddenly.

Qi Sui'an suspected it was some kind of chance.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to entangle him so easily.

After all, this is not the first time that fortune and misfortune go hand in hand.

Many strange situations inevitably made Qi Sui'an think in this direction.

This kind of thinking also made him seize the opportunity.

The protagonist's halo is right here, if you really ignore it, you will miss the opportunity.

"This group of people is really fast. They can run such a long distance in such a short time." Qi Sui'an couldn't help but curse.

He suspected it was some kind of vehicle, like a combat armor.

After tracking all the way, we finally caught up with him.

After scouting the edge of the network, the corresponding icon finally appeared.

Among them, Qi Sui'an recognized two of them, namely Kempco and Cummings.

As for the other mutants, Qi Sui'an was not very familiar with them, so naturally he didn't recognize them.

As they got closer, the reconnaissance network's reconnaissance became more detailed and began to issue some reconnaissance reports.

[Preliminary observation shows that the kidnapper is a third type of life form between pure-blooded humans and mutants, and possesses...]

Qi Sui'an took a quick look and said with surprise, "So, there is a third way of mutation?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Mutants are already abstract enough, how can the third type be more abstract than them?" Qi Sui'an didn't quite understand.

[No corresponding data yet, but it can be confirmed that it has a second-level bionic armor]

At this point, Qi Sui'an also reacted.

"He comes with bad intentions." Qi Sui'an muttered. At this stage, not to mention any hidden clues, the most powerful weapon in the wasteland is the second-level bionic armor.

After all, the power of the Spark Armor will be greatly reduced when it leaves the shelter, and with the second-level bionic armor that has the attributes of the second-level Spark Armor, there is only one way for Tai Sui God to win.

That is to use a floating gun.

[Pay attention to your wording, you are the one who comes]

"That makes sense." Qi Sui'an reacted immediately and realized that he was the invader of this world, and anyone who killed him was acting in self-defense.

"Prepare the floating gun."

Qi Sui'an ignored his own identity, and then realized that he really could not defeat the second-level bionic armor.

In that case, if we can’t get the fuel, we’ll just kill them.

This saves you from unnecessary complications.

As for the opportunity, he doesn't necessarily have to get it, and it doesn't matter if it is destroyed and falls into the hands of others.

It is indeed a loss to do this, but there is no other way. The enemy guarding the opportunity is too strong, or it is possible that the opportunity is the enemy itself.

Because the consciousness in the protagonist's halo has been cleared, he may appear to be overdoing things.

The simplest point is that he may not be able to seize the opportunities given to him.

Just like the Wasteland King who just entered the wasteland world, it was an opportunity, but that thing was not something he could get at all.

So Qi Sui'an would rather choose not to.

56 floating guns slowly emerged from the folded space.

This finally has a hint of the scale of an interstellar psionic floating cannon swarm.

Each floating cannon is surrounded by a slight amount of evil dragon power, and also has the effects of the greedy man's feast and armor-piercing.

These are all additional increases from other modules.

Under the control of the intelligent computer, it rushed directly into the sky and headed towards the destination in the reconnaissance network.

Tai Sui and Qi Sui'an just need to stay where they are and not move.

With the existence of signal, communication and other related modules, its control distance has been greatly improved, and its accuracy is much stronger than before.

Unfortunately, the number is still too small. The more there are, the stronger the power will be. If there are trillions of floating cannons, then destroying a galaxy will not be a problem.

However, there is a paradox here. In order to have so many floating cannons, Tai Sui God must have such a high armor value.

With trillions of armor values ​​and a huge number of modules on his body, he has plenty of means to destroy a galaxy.
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"Level 2 bionic armor, damn it, you used to be an elder of Level 1 shelter."

Kemp woke up from a coma with a helpless look on his face, thinking it was normal for him to lose.

That's a level two bionic armor. Even in a level one shelter, only the elders can have it.

As soon as Kemp finished questioning, he saw a pile of bones and more than half of the elite mutants he brought with him were missing.

At this moment his eyes were bloodshot.

How could he not know where the missing mutants went? They must have gone into the stomachs of these zombie cannibals.

"People who can become elders have quick minds."

"If I eat it, maybe I can have a brain as sharp as yours."

"Then I wouldn't have been framed and forced to leave the shelter."

"My name is Heiman, and I was once one of the five elders of the Holy Angel Sanctuary. But you probably don't know me."

"After all, when I left the Holy Angel Sanctuary, the leader of your Brotherhood of Steel had not yet been born."

The corpse eater who called himself Heiman threw a bone casually, licked his ten fingers clean, and then spoke.

When Kemp heard this, he also fell silent.

He knew about the Holy Angel Sanctuary. There were a total of six first-level sanctuaries on the entire planet.

Among them, the Holy Angel Sanctuary mentioned by the other side ranked second and had been attacking their Brotherhood of Steel.

As for why there are fewer first-level shelters than the triumphant Garden of Eden, it is naturally because they were destroyed in the competition.

Everyone wants to be number one, and the way to be number one forever is to eliminate your competitors.

Back then, each triumphant Garden of Eden used the fragments of the fire source to split into two first-level shelters.

So there were twenty-four seats at the beginning, but after the competition, only six are left.

This shows how fiercely he fought.

Nowadays, all the second, third, fourth and fifth level shelters are split from these six first level shelters.

Now that the six first-level shelters are evenly matched, it is not so easy to destroy them. It requires timing.

However, the opportunity has actually arrived quietly. The resource crisis in the shelter has not yet erupted. Once it erupts, it will lead to a new round of shelter wars.

"The five elders of the Holy Angel Sanctuary, our deaths are not unjust." Cummings, who had just woken up, also heard Heyman's self-introduction, his face full of bitterness.

Without saying too much, once that level 2 bionic armor came out, it was enough to affect the outcome of a war, but it was actually deployed to deal with them.

"Before I die, I want to know who asked you to eat us," Kemp said.

Heyman wiped his mouth, his expression unchanged: "We corpse eaters have professional ethics, especially those who have received piglets from their employers, we will not sell out their information."

How could he possibly say that they were full and didn't want to eat for the time being? What if something unexpected happened during this period and one of them escaped, wouldn't it be leaked?

So the best thing to do is not to say anything.

"But if you are willing to tell me, your leader..." Heyman suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"Impossible, forget it!" Cummings interrupted the other party.

"It's not impossible, but you have to tell me first." Kemp held a different attitude. He said he would get it for free first, and as for what the other party wanted to know, he certainly wouldn't tell them.

Anyway, if he heard the information, he would die anyway, so how could he really tell it?

"Tsk~" Heyman sneered. He could see what Kemp was thinking.

He then opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, something strange happened.

A terrible storm swept through their temporary resting place, and he saw a large number of strange mechanical creations.

He couldn't understand why these things were flying in the air.

But now is not the time to think about these things. He clearly saw these strange mechanical creations releasing dark rays.

After hitting a zombie, the zombie turned into some kind of pitch-black particles on the spot.

What’s even more terrible is that there are so many of these mechanical creations.

And ten of them were aimed at him.

Fortunately, no attack was launched, which made him realize that the other party was most likely trying to capture him alive.

Not only him, but the remaining cannibals didn't dare to move either, having sensed the intention.

The tied-up mutants were also confused and had no idea what was going on.

"I'm the Corpse Eater Cardinal, Heyman. I wonder if there's anything I can do for you." Heyman also got scared and said in a humble tone.

He was indeed wearing a second-level bionic armor, but the problem was that there were too many of them, and their speed and accuracy were not slow at all.

Heyman didn't want to gamble on whether he could dodge or withstand the unknown dark rays with his armor.

Even if the bet is won, all mechanical creations will be attacked at the same time and still cannot escape death.

If you lose the bet, you will die immediately.

He did not feel any aggrieved. The enemy was stronger than him and naturally had the right to control his life and death.

Just like the pure-bloods and mutants he ate, it was nothing more than the survival of the fittest.

He can eat the weak, and the stronger ones can control his life, just like when he lost the fight and was driven out of the Holy Angels' Sanctuary.

(End of this chapter)