Screaming Cycle

Baroque took out his posture when he was doing art history research, with his fingers feeling the touch of the door.

About ten seconds later, there was a hint of surprise and uncertainty on his face, "Here, there seems to be something carved into a stone!"

As the young man said, he stretched out his hand to Mark:

"Flashlight, hand it to me."

There are a total of six words in a sentence, and there is a pause in the middle that sounds a bit abrupt.

The blond and blue-eyed strong man thought only about the clues he might find, and handed out the flashlight in his hand without even thinking about it.

Baroque took it steadily.

At this moment, Marco suddenly felt an unspeakable pain.

If he had to describe it in a specific way, he felt that there seemed to be an invisible hand penetrating through his chest, and an important organ was taken out of his chest.

The strong blond man hissed in pain, covered his chest, and squatted over his **** to the ground.

"What, what's going on!?"

Marco stared at Baroque in horror, cold sweat left behind his forehead, and his voice trembled involuntarily:

"You, what did you do?"

Baroque stood up slowly, his eyes cold, still holding the flashlight in his hand.

It is indeed the most common one. It can be redeemed with single-digit points from "Peach Blossom Spring". Even F-level participants will not miss it. There is no special, tactical flashlight.

It won't hurt people, and Baroque didn't make any hurtful actions just now.

But Marco was very sure at this moment that he was pitted.

Because, he can't use abilities.

Even if Marco is always very carefree, his mind is full of muscles, after all, he is an S-level participant who has beaten many "world" in "Peach Blossom Spring", if he is really big breasted The brainless blond sweetheart has been dead for a hundred years.

So his dazed and confused lasted only a second, and he didn't care about the inexplicable pain in his chest. He gritted his teeth and leaped up and ran towards the cliff.

It was not the time to entangle at why Baroque wanted to "attack" him, and what method was used to invalidate his ability.

Marco has figured out the key points between the flashing lights.

At this time, he had lost contact with Bing Sha and Zero, and the tattoo was clearly on the Baroque side.

No matter what the reason the two people want to shoot at him, in the case of one enemy two and unable to use the ability, head-to-head confrontation is the only way to die.

Marco knew that he had completely lost the possibility of continuing the mission. The only way to survive was to climb down the cliff, return to the corridor from the entrance, and then find an embossed wall to voluntarily abstain.

As long as one person finally finds the "Vatican" who killed a thousand swords, even if they have completed this "world" task, they can return to the "Peach Blossom Spring".

The three of them are now on a mountain platform halfway up a mountain, with the cliff they climbed up in front, and the mountain wall embedded with stone gates in the back.

The area of ​​the mountain platform is not wide, and it is only about 30 square meters when it is full. It is a dangerous place where it is easy to fall off the cliff if you are not careful.

In terms of the level of hand-to-hand combat, Marco is one of the best in a snowy meeting, and he is also proficient in one or two weapons. If he does not use the ability to fight one-on-one, even if it is Baroque and tattoos together, he is not his opponent.

But the problem is that both Baroque and tattoos are capable of long-range attacks.

So Marco fought **** the cliff, trying to climb down as much as possible before they took the shot-so maybe the two would consider playing chase on the cliff too risky or too wasteful of time to give up.

At this moment, Marco Yuguang saw that something black was flying towards him.

Without thinking about it, he leaped forward and rolled on one elbow, avoiding the **** net coming from the front cover.

Even in a critical moment, Marco's brain is still running fast.

He quickly dodges behind a crooked-necked pine tree, uses it as a cover, and stands half-sideways at the same time.

The opponent was a high-level participant in a gang, and the blond man asked himself if he knew the combat effectiveness of the two.

Baroque has always been a think tank.

He often leads teams to various "worlds" by himself, and the combat effectiveness of a single body can only be regarded as a "middle and upper" level.

Even with the long-range attack ability of air bombs, Marco is very sure that the opponent's reaction power and resilience are definitely not as good as his own.

Therefore, with this tree as a cover, the brawny blond is confident that he can at least escape one or two baroque air bombs.

The only thing left is the tattoo net!

Thinking of this, Marco clenched his posterior molar silently.

-The next blow is the key.

Marco can almost be 100% sure that next time, this tacit couple will take action at the same time—this happens to be his best chance to escape!

When the three of them came up, they left a lot of climbing spikes on the cliff, and his skill was very good. As long as he could avoid the blow by the cover of the tree trunk, he would be able to reach the edge of the cliff safely and then climb at the fastest speed. Climb down the cliff.

The next second, Baroque and the tattoo moved at the same time.

The tattoo stretched out his hand and waved, and the tattoo thread net hit the sky in the direction of the tree.

The tattooed wire mesh is a solid body as long as it leaves the skin. It can be touched, and it feels like a thin fish thread that is extremely tough to the extreme.

So Marco stared at the moment when the wire net was approaching, he embraced the pine branch with one hand and made a 180-degree rotation, and then a sliding shovel placed his body flexibly into the crooked neck tree and mountain. There is only a gap of less than thirty centimeters.

While doing this, his eyes kept fixed on Baroque's movements, just waiting to see when he would make a move.

The net chased Marco and circled one hundred and eighty degrees, inevitably mostly wrapped around the tree.

—Successful!

Even if it is a tattoo-controlled wire mesh, basic physical rules must be followed at this time. Once something is wrapped and wants to "untie" it, the user must change them back to intermittent lines, and then fall off. Reassemble into a net.

Although it was only a few seconds, he had already won enough time to escape!

Sure enough, at this moment, Baroque raised his hand.

Marco was fully absorbed and waited for the other party to release the air bomb.

"boom!"

An air bomb hit.

However, it came from a direction that Marco did not expect at all.

He was shot behind him, and the brawny blond man, who was close to 1.9 meters tall, was knocked out by the powerful air current, and flew three or four meters away while rubbing the rough cliffs, and finally stopped on the edge of the cliff.

He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, staring at the tattoos in a daze.

The tattoo slowly lowered the hand that had just fired the air bomb.

-what happened! ?

-what happened! ?

-What exactly is going on! ?

Marco snarled frantically in his heart.

In the next second, he was so horrified that a scene that was almost out of his body appeared.

He saw that Baroque's figure suddenly rose up, and the skin of his whole body quickly metalized, and within two seconds he became a metal giant with a height of nearly four meters.

Step by step, the new "Iron Man" walked towards Marco, who was temporarily unable to move due to a strong impact on his back.

He reached out and grabbed Marco by the collar.

"Good bye my friend."

Baroque said.

Then he lifted the brawny blond man with one hand, flicked it, and threw it down the cliff like an eye-catching rubbish...

…

The screams went from near to far, and a few seconds later, there was a faint muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and there was no more movement.

"All right."

Baroque dismissed his abilities and returned to the appearance of a human being.

The robes on his body became rags when he grew suddenly, and he could only take out spare clothes from the storage space and put on them.

"I made a mistake. I knew I should take off Marco's clothes before throwing them away."

After getting dressed, Baroque turned his head to look at the tattoo, raised his chin toward the torn robe in his lover's hand, and stretched out his hand at the same time:

"give it to me."

The tattoo did not move.

He frowned and looked at Baroque, "Are you sure?"

Baroque nodded.

"Don't forget that our goal is not Marco at all."

The young man reached out and touched his lover's clear and firm chin:

"'That person' is smart, and can't show any footwork."

The tattoo lowered his eyelids and nodded.

Baroque repeated it again, "Leave it to me."

This time he didn't hesitate to get the tattoo, and handed the torn robe to Baroque.

Baroque took it, and threw it aside.

"Let's go, I think I have found the mechanism."

He stretched out his hand to embrace his lover's shaky body and pointed in the direction of Shimen.

"Thanks to Marco for his sacrifice, we have at least 15 more minutes."

He smiled and said:

"Now, we have at least thirty minutes left."

"what happened?"

At this time, Bing Hao and Zero were in a huge maze.

They are like two poor mice thrown into the experimental field by humans, looking for a way out in a completely unfamiliar environment, and they don't know what organ traps or monsters or monsters they will encounter.

Like the corridor where the two had stayed before, all kinds of clock decorations can be seen everywhere in the maze, reminding them of the remaining time and other companions at any time.

Originally, the hour and minute hands showed the time at zero and sixteen minutes. Just a few seconds ago, the minute hand quickly turned a quarter of a turn clockwise and stopped at the position of zero thirty-two minutes.

At the same time, the number "4" on each dial disappeared-it was the serial number representing Marco.

The accumulation of 100% of the remaining time only means a possibility.

"Marco is dead."

Zero spoke rarely.

"Isn't he paired with Baroque and tattoos?"

He frowned in confusion, "The combat power of the three is not weak, there shouldn't be an accident."

"I can't reach them now."

Bing Hao subconsciously dialed the microphone that had been useless since entering the "door", and a hint of anxiety was revealed in his tone.

"What happened?"

He murmured.

The author has something to say:

Baroque and tattoos are jumping upside down!