"Element 113 is more radioactive than plutonium and is more suitable for use in making weapons."

After his introduction, it seemed like every broken gun was radiating a dangerous light.

"I have completed preliminary production using recycled products from acceleration coils. Once high-energy particles collide, deadly rays will burst out, penetrating all enemies in front of them, and causing irreversible damage!"

Little Sparrow introduced excitedly.

New artificial elements like this are recognized to be extremely unstable, but after many experiments, one or two will still be surprisingly stable. With luck, they will remain stable for a long time. Element 113 can be produced and preserved.

, also thanks to the crashed circular particle accelerator...

"Why didn't you take out this good thing earlier? Then what are you waiting for?"

I grabbed the ray gun unceremoniously and saw that there was no crosshair, so I held it on my left arm with my right hand and aimed at the strange shadow swaying in the black mist based on my feeling.

"Hey! Wait a minute, I'll explain that I haven't yet..."

call out!

As the trigger was pulled, I felt the purple glow of the fluorescent tube on the gun body brighten as the sound changed, then dimmed again, and then turned into a dark and weird color - something that could neither be described nor distinguished.

of mixed colors.

The mixed-color light flew out from the muzzle and hit the air for a second, producing an extremely obvious Tyndall effect. However, an unrecognizable shape or cloud appeared in some non-linear positions in space.

A tumbling mixed light cylinder composed of repeated windings.

The chaotic black fog suddenly tore into two sides, rolling into cloud waves and escaping as quickly as they were boiled, revealing the empty sea behind the sea fog - a giant shark-like monster, rolling the waves in pain, like a one-eyed creature

The giant chased Odyssey angrily, stirring up waves that filled the sky and rolled toward the shore!

Like the roar of a hoarse whale!

"Forget it...Marcus seize the opportunity! Be careful!"

Little Spyro didn't complain any more, turned around and ran back.

It seems that the crises along the way have trained him into Pavlov's three-headed dog, which can skillfully jump across the door of death.

The dragon-shaped monster in the black fog turned over and hid in the fog, and happened to avoid the attack. It picked up the clouds and moved in both directions.

But such behavior just exposed their core position. I fired at the sky without hesitation again, and across the sky was a strange beam of light that was blinding!

In the thunder clouds in the sky, a purple brilliance suddenly flashed. It contained the power of thunder and lightning and rushed straight to the ground. However, even the most violent attack in nature still collapsed in front of the No. 113 ray gun, and the broken lightning scattered into branches and was annihilated.

in the air.

The black clouds shook!

Hail and cold rain suddenly fell from the sky, hitting the Kuroshio Island deeply, leaving countless deep and shallow potholes and destroying all the tents in the camp. A powerful counterattack was imminent.

The red vertical pupils were filled with hatred, and a terrifying roar erupted. According to what the dead pilot saw in his dream, these two monsters could lurk in thunderclouds, fly at speeds of several Mach, and chase the most advanced human fighters. Therefore, they came straight to

Direct shooting had no effect.

In the blink of an eye, two more shots missed, leaving only a stream of hot and unpleasant air.

The thunderclouds had already flown high into the sky, hovering ominously overhead. Thunder and lightning flew between them, illuminating the restless sky.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but I seemed to see other patterns in the sky where the golden snakes were dancing wildly, in this chaos of light and shadow.

The sky seemed to be filled with rotating luminous spheres, countless nameless shapes, whether alive or not, all mixed together in a disgusting disorder, as the vast sky slowly pressed down, like

yes……

Something seems to be alive in this sky!

I stopped shooting and looked carefully at the strange scene in the sky. Countless people in the camp also watched the strange scene in the sky, and even forgot to dodge.

But the reason why I didn't shoot was because there were some problems with the barrel.

On the short-barreled shotgun that was originally hastily made, the two fluorescent tubes changed from the original lavender to bright orange, and accompanied by extremely high temperatures, it spread along the barrel to the palm of the hand. It was obvious that due to continuous shooting,

It is in a very unstable state.

I boldly guess that these two fluorescent tubes contain element 113 preserved in inert substances. If excited again in this way, the buffer substances in them may be destroyed. If it is completely detonated, it may be another nuclear incident in this space.

exploded……

The twin monsters in the sky did not dare to get close, so they attacked the camp with thunderstorms and hail from deep in the sky, causing considerable casualties.

They were worried about the attack of the ray gun, but I was not worried about the deterioration of the situation, so I stared at the sky with anger - when a piece of snow suddenly spoke Russian, when a forest suddenly spoke Vietnamese, I suddenly understood what war ptsd is.

"Marcus... force them to the ground quickly..."

Kay helped Zach come to my side and said through gritted teeth.

"No, I have heard of forcing someone into the sea and forcing them to be a good person. But what is the operation of forcing someone to land?" I was confused.

Zach said eagerly: "I broke their legs, so they live in the clouds and move... Only when God forces them to land... can they possibly hit..."

Okay, I understand! Isn’t it just God...

Groudon, use Cliff Sword on this bastard!

If I could fly, why would I need to talk nonsense here?

"Marcus, I can try again... maybe I can get back to my previous state!"

Zach reluctantly stood alone, "You undo the hypnosis on me first, and I'll shoot them down!"

When I heard this, my expression instantly fell, and I said angrily: "No way! Let's not mention that I am using speech therapy, which has nothing to do with hypnosis. If I did this, you would probably be on the spot.

Just turn your back and deal with us first!"

"I?"

Kay also added in embarrassment: "Brother Zach, you did attack me before. Although I know this is out of your control, the risk is indeed very high..."

Zach, who was originally full of eagerness, froze in place as if he had been doused with ice water when he heard this sentence, pointing to his nose and asking.

"I...attacked you?! I thought it was only Marcus...what's going on..."

Wait! Pause here!

Please explain to me first what "thinking it's only Marcus" means!

If you hit me, you won’t feel any psychological pressure or guilt, right?

Believe it or not, I arrested you on the spot and sentenced you to death for three and a half weeks, totaling 24.5 days!

"But, I can't remember anything...it seems like something is disturbing my head..."

Zach hit his head hard and thought about it painfully.

"Everything seems familiar to me, but I can't remember it..."

Kay quickly put his arm around his shoulders and comforted him: "Zach! Your injury is still bleeding! There is something wrong with this place! This place seems to be affecting my brain, and I often see strange images!"

What a fuss this belongs to.

I have picked up many more illusions than them, and they often continue to play in my mind 24 hours a day, 365 days a day. Every now and then, I will mistakenly think that I am a mushroom, a rice cooker, a motorcycle, a Pikachu, etc.

Just the most recent time, I suddenly thought that I was a corpse fisherman from the Yellow River, and I accidentally violated a taboo and forgot that I couldn't fish out a drowned corpse wearing overalls - especially the kind that had been dead for two and a half years, which is the most evil thing.

, it will sing and dance when you pick it up at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, which is very scary...

"Go to hell...go to hell...Zach..."

There was a curse sound coming from the ground, like a demon from hell.

Zach was walking in a daze. After hearing the sound, he suddenly looked at him with strange eyes, "Do we... know each other?"

...Well, is this a conversation that a criminal suspect and a victim should have?

"Hehe... you are still using this trick, right..."

A strange sound rang out, it was "Stuart" who was still trapped on the ground by the mine.

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but it was obviously full of sarcasm, "Do you want to find an excuse to escape from here again and live a 'carefree' life..."

Only then did I suddenly realize that I didn’t know why he wanted to deal with Zach.

Could it be that he was a mistake Zach made when he was young, leaving mother and son behind and running away, and then he came after them? But seeing that there is not much age difference between father and son, Zach must be too talented.

?

Eh, that's not right...

Could it be that the two of them are the protagonists?!

"Stuart's" expression became more and more suspicious. I knelt down and persuaded him earnestly.
Chapter completed!