MTL - Dark Moon Era-Chapter 47 Quit

"Squeak", the gate of the iron cage was lazily opened by the soldiers who were keeping the door.

The silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf's stinky mouth has been aimed at No. 12's neck. The sharp teeth just touched the skin of the neck, and they had exuded sharp blood.

At this time, only a few seconds, a bite of the silver-tailed iron-tooth wolf, No. 12 will no longer be able to survive.

"It's just the first game, is it going to be dead?" Tang Ling's back was also sweating, and he couldn't be completely indifferent to life after all.

A purple light seemed to flash in the cage.

The next moment, what people heard was not the last scream of the 12th, but the wailing of the silver-tailed iron tooth wolf.

When Tang Ling could see clearly, the picture in his eyes was already a Ziyue soldier standing in the cage.

He held the dead silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf with one hand, and then threw the wolf corpse out like throwing a piece of garbage.

The cricket was just a random throw, and when the wolf corpse landed, it turned into a muddy blood flower that splashed on the ground.

"What kind of speed and strength is this?" Tang Ling's breathing was almost about to stop. He had always heard the legend of how the Ziyue soldiers were so powerful. It was the first time that he saw Ziyue soldiers' shots, which shocked him No more to add.

He couldn't forget the icy knife light that night, and also thought about stepping on these innocent killing machines one day.

But this absolute gap made his heart so desperate when he saw it with his own eyes.

Because he saw it more clearly than others, the silver-tailed iron tooth wolf died of a broken skull ...

In just a few seconds, he rushed into the iron cage and exploded his head without recharging. However, the hardest part of the wolf's body is the head ...

Bronze heads and iron bones are not a hunter's slang.

"It's a good luck for this boy. He ran into the range of the Ziyue Warrior." At this moment, the instructor seemed a little unwilling and said something with dissatisfaction.

Tang Ling took a deep breath and only remembered that the word 'swift step' meant a step that erupted in an instant?

So, does Ziyue soldier have this speed with this?

Although unwilling to admit it, Tang Ling also has to say that he is increasingly eager to enter the first reserve camp and become a Ziyue soldier.

I only shot lightly once, and Ziyue soldiers withdrew from the iron cage and continued to stand 10 meters outside the iron cage, standing against their hands.

In the cage, someone has gone in to clean the rotten flesh left by the silver-tailed iron tooth wolf.

On the 12th, several people were lifted out of the iron cage. Although the Ziyue soldiers shot in time, the wolf teeth also broke his neck. It can be seen from his undulating chest that he was not dead.

But to what extent the bite is bitten and whether it can be treated in time, there is no guarantee.

这个 In this era, the most extravagant behavior is-healing.

That's not something ordinary people can enjoy.

"I hope he is from the inner city." Tang Ling only thought so. After all, the other party was just a hopeful young man, and it was innocent to give his life for an assessment.

At this moment, the instructor held a small piece of cigarettes and added a bit of weight to this cruelty.

"Do you think this assessment is good? Some Ziyue soldiers will shoot?"

不要 "Don't be stupid. This time Ziyue soldiers shot this time to let you see their power."

"I also tell you that as long as you enter the first camp, you have great hope to become such a powerful person."

"The next time, whether Ziyue soldiers will shoot, it really depends on their mood."

After saying this, the instructor cherished the last cigarette, and threw the cigarette on the ground reluctantly.

Then it was indifferent to read the next number-number 7.

全新 A brand new closed iron cage was carried into the field, and a hungry and irritable clouded leopard was released.

It is undoubtedly more powerful than the silver-tailed irontooth wolf.

"That's a bit interesting." The instructor looked more satisfied.

"I want to quit." No. 7 stepped out of the team without hesitation.

Although the battle just ended, it was fast, but the heavy shadow was lingering.

"I'm not in the iron cage, I'm not eligible to quit. Would you like me to force you into it?" The instructor easily refused.

的 The chance to give up will only exist before, and at this time, it is impossible to give up.

No. 7 was silent, and walked towards the iron cage with fate.

As soon as he entered the cage, he shouted ‘I give up’!

"Hehe." The instructor narrowed his eyes and sneered, while the soldier outside the door locked the expressionlessly.

Then, after waiting a few seconds, he slowly took out the key and opened the door.

Various sighs, exclaimed shouts rang out in the crowd, mixed with crying women could not help.

Jin Yunying Leopard is not a wolf. It is extremely violent. Hunger has made it lose all its patience. When No. 7 entered the cage and just shouted 'I give up', it had already swept towards No. 7.

Unprepared No. 7 was thus thrown under Yunying Leopard. At the moment when the soldier outside the door pulled out the key, a large piece of flesh had been caught in Yunying Leopard's mouth and swallowed with satisfaction.

When the yamen opened, several soldiers drove Yunying Leopard, and the Ziyue soldier did not take any action.

What about number 7?

With the sound of panic, all that remains is a corpse.

Death is just the main course. The bite-cleaned thighs and ruptured abdomen are like side dishes beside the main course. I lost all my strength.

Only Yu and Allston seemed relatively relaxed.

"Yoyo. Slower." The instructor shook his head in regret.

Then his eyes suddenly became sharper, and he almost growled and said, "I have a distinguished person among you, so I can guarantee the timely rescue."

"If you don't have one, don't think about playing around carefully."

"Do you know who I hate the most? I don't know the situation, but greedy for opportunities greedily, trying to try it out, but I think people who can escape with their self-righteous intelligence."

"People like this are a bomb on the battlefield! It's better to die early ..."

"I guarantee that I will not let any one of these people out in my assessment."

After speaking, the instructor looked like he was aggrieved, and sat down angrily, as if calming down.

Tang Ling was silent, which seemed to make sense.

Is this really the case? This No. 7 is not a soldier, nor is the iron cage a battlefield. Is it because of the cruel era, can it deprive people of their choice?

Of course, if a choice is made, bearing the consequences is inevitable.

The death of No. 7 has not caused any more waves. Although people have seen the cruel scene, I am afraid that they are also reminded of themselves.

At least no one stood up to say against the **** test.

The parents of the candidates must be among them, but they are still silent.

"No. 28." The instructor read the number of the next candidate.

Once again, the pale boy came out and began to face the unknown fate.