I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

Chapter 184 Fighting Alien Creatures

The gravel and dust slowly settled down, and in the underground passage full of the smell of gunpowder, after enough bombs were blasted, a scorched and damaged hole appeared on the outer wall, and even the surrounding walls were covered. crack.

"It seems to work." Kyle stepped forward again, shrugging.

"Yes. As long as there are three such powerful bombs superimposed, the outer wall of this corridor can be broken." Weiss agreed.

"That's easy." Clapping his palms, Kyle was about to continue drawing cards, when suddenly there was a sharp sound of breaking wind in the passage behind him, and a feeling of extreme danger came to his mind, which even caused a slight chill on the back of his neck.

Almost instinctively, Kyle quickly lowered his head, just as he made this reflexive movement, a silvery-white knife light passed over his head dangerously, cutting off a few strands of hair.

While avoiding the fatal blow, Kyle's face turned cold, and he counterattacked with his elbow to the enemy, and the elbow still fell into a cloud of air.

The opponent actually slashed down at the speed of sound, and there was no back swing to stop, easily dodging his superb counterattack at close range!

All of this happened in a blink of an eye, and with the eyes of ordinary people, it is only three times slower to see clearly that the two have completed a tentative game in an instant.

"What a speed!" Kyle was shocked in his heart, his body muscles tensed as if he was facing an enemy, he turned around, his eyes swept back with a cold light.

It was a man with two hands in the shape of a sickle who was promoted to one of the semi-finals, as if he had found a good prey, he stared at Kyle with great interest, and said with a faint appreciation: "It's a good reaction to be able to escape my quick slash. You are indeed very powerful."

"Why did you do it to me?" Kyle asked coldly.Inexplicably jumped out and slashed him. Usually, he would have lost his temper when encountering him, but now the most urgent thing is to get out first, and he doesn't want to be entangled here by the inexplicable challenger.

"Why? The weak eat the strong and the strong are king. This is the eternal law of the universe. There are so many reasons."

The man with the scythe laughed straight, his long and narrow eyes showed a cruel and inhumane light, he raised his scythe and said, "I am the Blade Clan of the planet Z, and our race was born for fighting and beheading. I just came to Saka planet, I will kill the heads of all creatures I see!"

He licked his lips and continued: "The ruler called 'Grandmaster' said that as long as I can win the championship, he will forgive my sins, but who wants his forgiveness? As long as I can fight against powerful creatures, and It is enough to cut off the strong man's head and taste the strong man's blood!"

"Master. There is no doubt that this is a perverted creature of the killing system. It attacks life without purpose, but only for its own pleasure." Weiss reminded Kyle in a low voice.

"You don't need to tell me, I know it too." Kyle's face was indifferent, and he kept a high degree of vigilance on guard against the man with the scythe.

Things got complicated.

"If you can behead your head, it should be a memorable event."

The man with the sickle suddenly took a lunge forward, and the sickle in both hands slashed forward with the strong wind. Kyle had already prepared himself, and stepped on his steps nimbly to avoid it. The sickle fell on the wall behind him like a knife. The cutting of tofu leaves smooth groove marks.

If the body of an ordinary person is hit by a blow, it will not die or be crippled. Even a super soldier with an extraordinary physique will have to cut off a piece of flesh alive.

Kyle is not a gentle and weak character. Being provoked and attacked by alien creatures again and again, the originally restrained anger surged into his heart again.

"If you want to fight, fight!"

Kyle's eyes showed a cold light, and he stepped on the opponent's hand knife suddenly.The man with the scythe pulled back, but underestimated Kyle's strength. The knife in his hand trembled slightly and loosened, but he didn't pull it back in time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kyle turned around and kicked the man with the scythe flying hard, hitting the wall and floor of the passage and bouncing a few times, causing billowing dust waves.

But soon, under Kyle's cold gaze, the man with the scythe scythed the ground with a knife in his hand and climbed up, with a few drops of bright red blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he grinned ferociously, "Sure enough, I didn't misread you. No, it's right, fight with me!"

Kyle ignored him, stretched out his hand to draw back, and quickly drew the card to materialize. Two round black objects were thrown at the man with the scythe, and he took a few steps back quickly.

"What is this?" The man with the sickle raised his eyes, subconsciously waved the sickle with both hands, and cut the thrown object in half. The next moment, two bursts of fire and explosive waves erupted in front of him.

"Bastard! Come and fight me!" The scythe man's screams rang out horribly.

"Who said that you want to fight a monster with two knives in close quarters? Aren't you very fast? Come and chase me."

Kyle has a mocking mouth, now he does not have the protection and defense of the venom coat and vibrating gold armguards, the form of the venom suit and the means of attacking the sodium carbon steel sword, and he is born to fight with his bare hands when he is sick. race of monsters to fight.

Understand the gap in strength between each other, then rely on tools to make up for it.

He thought about quickly drawing cards, high-explosive grenades, shrapnel grenades, etc., and threw them forward as if he didn't need money, sealing the passage space.

All of a sudden, large and small explosions resounded continuously in the underground passage, mixed with the scythe man's cries of anger and pain.

The narrow underground passage greatly restricted its speed, and the grenade inside could exert an extraordinary effect, so it was impossible to hide anywhere.

Baptized frequently by grenades and bombs, although the sickle man quickly avoided the most dangerous central bombing area every time, his hair was still scorched black, and his body was covered in blood and gunpowder.

"I don't believe...you can have so much ammunition on you..." The man with the scythe gritted his teeth, raised the scythe that was no longer smooth again, quickened his pace angrily, and his body's speed exploded to supersonic speed. The wind blows away the thick gunpowder smoke in the area.

Breaking out of the explosion area in the passage, the sickle man saw Kyle who was standing in front of him, just filled with joy, he raised his sickle with both hands and was about to chop off, but when he saw the weapon in Kyle's hand clearly, His face suddenly changed color.

"Don't mess with me!" Kyle snorted coldly, held the laser machine in both hands, pulled the trigger, and several dazzling blue and white lasers shot out from the muzzle.

The man with the sickle sped up to dodge, his body turned into a black shadow and became blurred, bouncing back and forth up and down, left and right in the passage, all the precise and predictive lasers rubbed against his body and missed.

When the speed reaches above the speed of sound, it really has the meaning of restraining all attacks.

"Try this." Kyle was expressionless, and kept shooting with a gun in one hand, forcing the opponent not to approach.

He inserted his other hand into his pocket to draw a card. The jacket pocket looked a bit like a treasure bag, and he took out a black disc.

(End of this chapter)