Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

Although the MG-42 is a machine gun from World War II, it is still no worse than mainstream weapons even in modern times.

Especially the amazing firing rate and the unique crackling sound like tearing canvas, which is really impressive and terrifying at the same time.

Densely packed bullets whizzed out, not only were they covered with wisps of flames, but they also had a longer range and greater power due to the attribute bonuses of various skills.

As a result, the fraternity members who had just rushed out fell to the ground as expected, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

After all, the lethality of the 7.92mm bullet is already quite good. If it is increased five times, it would be really terrifying.

Not to mention a flesh and blood body, even a solid house would be pierced by the impact.

This is true.

Rosen's wave of bullets swept through, and in addition to the scattered corpses all over the ground, there were also dense or sparse bullet holes on the surrounding buildings.

Each bullet hole went through the body from front to back, and not far behind the inner wall there would always be one or more bodies lying.

This means that no matter where Rosen's gun is pointing, even if you hide in a bunker, you will inevitably be killed.

After all, the special effect of the guided arrow automatically tracking the enemy is no joke.

"God! Who are those guys outside?! Their firepower is too strong!"

"If this continues, we will be suppressed here to death by that damn guy!"

"There are so many of us, but we were beaten by one person and couldn't even raise our heads. We don't even dare to go out. If this gets out, the reputation of the fraternity will be completely ruined, and those wild dogs in the Continental Hotel will laugh at us!"

"Since you said so, why don't you go out first and I'll follow."

"Okay, come with me..."

Bang.

The last man just stood up with great enthusiasm and raised the gun in his hand, but before he could even fire, his body suddenly tilted and he fell heavily to the ground with blood and flesh splattering.

There was a fist-sized hole on his chest, going from front to back. He could not be more dead.

"Where are our heavy machine guns? Pull them out and shoot at him."

……

The textile factory has been the Brotherhood's base for who knows how many years, so there is naturally no shortage of arms.

There are definitely no tanks or cannons, but there is definitely no shortage of heavy machine guns, sniper rifles, and the like.

But it's no use.

Because no matter who it is, as long as they stand in front of a heavy machine gun or sniper rifle, they will be shot in the head before the gun fires.

If it happens once or twice it can be considered a coincidence, but if it happens five or six times in a row it is scary.

What was even more terrifying was that when the people in front were unable to raise their heads due to the fighting, there was also intensive gunfire, shrill whistles, and miserable and desperate cries coming from behind.

It was obvious that the shadow warriors who broke in through the back door fought more brutally.

Rosen continued to move forward into the textile factory, firing the MG-42 in his hand all the time, and all the visible Brotherhood members were killed.

As for those that the eyes cannot see, there are naturally holy fire and sacred ice to clean them up. Wherever the attacking aura reaches, all of Rosen's enemies will naturally die a miserable death.

During this period, Rosen's merit value also increased rapidly.

Unfortunately, the Brotherhood is not his own farm, and it is impossible for these killers to appear every three to five days. Otherwise, he really wants to let them go and come here every now and then to collect heads and gain merit points.

After killing his way through, except for a group of unknown people, Rosen actually saw several names that had appeared in the original plot from the prompt information.

But now they were all dead bodies lying on the ground.

As Rosen passed by, he did not forget to release searching potions and searching items at them.

The results were mixed. Specifically, I gained three or four bottles of healing potions, as well as a few blueprints that I didn't know what they could be used for yet.

When Rosen and the shadow warriors were killing almost one-sidedly, there were certainly some members of the Brotherhood who charged forward fearlessly, but naturally there were also some cowardly guys who wanted to sneak away.

But when they opened the door, they saw something even more terrifying.

It's either a wolf with red eyes pouncing forward, or a huge, ferocious grizzly bear, or a clay golem that's so tall and heavy that it can't be killed even with bullet holes all over it.

Damn it, what kind of terrible enemy have we provoked? !

At this moment, I wonder how many people have this thought in their minds.

There were even many people who madly cursed Sloan, saying that he was simply sick and asked why he would provoke such a cruel and ruthless enemy with extraordinary means.

In fact, at this moment, Sloan was also regretting it so much that his intestines were almost turning green.

When Rosen first launched his attack, Sloan didn't take it seriously.

After all, a long time has passed since the Brotherhood was founded, and it has experienced many ups and downs. Has it not been able to overcome all the dangers?

He believed that as long as he waited patiently for a moment, Rosen, who was so arrogant that he came here to die, would surely die.

But the situation later changed completely beyond Sloan's expectations.

Although there were many people in the textile factory, they were overwhelmed by the two enemies in front and behind.

Such a result made Sloan's dark face look as if he had seen a ghost.

What he didn't expect was that both Rosen who attacked from the front and the enemy who broke in from behind were advancing too fast.

Seeing his men being beaten to death and completely unable to fight back, Sloan couldn't help but feel a little panicked in anger.

If he were younger, he might have rushed out with his pistol to fight Rosen to the death.

But now he was old and had lost his sharpness, let alone his courage, so he chose to retreat through the secret passage very willingly.

However, when he entered the secret passage carrying a box and walked not far, he was entangled by a flower vine as thick as a python that suddenly emerged from the soil.

And this was of course the poisonous vine that Rosen had released early on.

Hua Teng behaves docile and obedient in front of Rosen, and even a little clever, but he is cruel and ruthless in front of others.

So while it was wrapping around Sloan, it bit his head without hesitation.

Sloan might be a great marksman, but he was just an old man in his fifties or sixties after all. Facing the sharp teeth and the poison sprayed by the Level 6 poisonous flower vines, he died within a second.

The poisonous vines dragged him into the ground, but left the box behind, ready to present it to its owner later to please him.

"what!"

With a roar, the burly butcher suddenly jumped out from behind two hanging racks of pork and rushed towards Rosen with two sharp knives in his hands.

At this point, the two men were only one meter apart, and the butcher seemed to have the advantage.

Swish.

A cold light flashed by, and the two pieces of pork were broken into two pieces and fell to the ground.

The butcher, who had a ferocious look on his face and thought he had won the battle by rushing forward, seemed to have lost power. His body froze and he fell forward.

But before he could really fall to the ground, half of his head fell to the ground.

"It seems that your swordsmanship is not that good." Rosen sneered as he casually put Victor's majestic sword, which had just shown its power, into the storage compartment.

"You killed the Brotherhood's butcher, merit points +1500."

"You have been given a chance to draw a random skill or special item. Do you want to draw it now?"

"Extract."

"You have acquired the skill: Sword Skill Expertise. When you can skillfully use any kind of sword and exert its due power in close combat.

Current LV1, attack speed +30%, block +20%, 10% chance of critical hit when hitting the enemy. "