The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

I saw that the other two players were also covered in blood, with cracks of different sizes everywhere, or marks of sprains. It is almost not difficult to imagine how miserable their end will be if they delay for a few more minutes.

Herder swallowed a mouthful of saliva at this moment. She understood Gnar's intention from the air. At this moment, she was even more nervous and couldn't help but say aloud.

"Team, Captain..."

"Needless to say, this is all my misjudgment."

The atmosphere changed at this moment.

The lines of Gnar's face became firm and decisive in an instant. Compared with the slick appearance at the beginning, there was already a distinct change.

"I shouldn't have a fluke mentality in this situation. Rather than handling the incident peacefully, I should also consider the safety of the team members... it's my dereliction of duty."

For Herder's self-blaming appearance, he just raised his right hand, and then gently patted the little girl's head.

"Next, leave it to me."

As soon as the voice fell, with Gnar as the center point, a surging stance spread in an instant. In Jing'an's gaze, this spiral-shaped aura that gradually began to spread encompassed a distance of 500 meters in the surrounding area in an instant.

A few silver dragons who rushed forward were even swept back by this force, and flew back in an instant. The large fleshy wings struggled several times before barely keeping his figure in the air.

Although there was no change in appearance, for Yinlong, this sudden change of aura gave them some fear. Even the intuition, which is as simple as a beast, also received a clear message at this moment.

It is not difficult to see that the guy in front of him... has not done his best just now.

The stagnant atmosphere lasted only two seconds, and then, a long, jet-black shadow jumped out of Gnar's body, breaking the current balance.

It was a black shadow that was as agile as a bullet, and in the blink of an eye, it had already fluttered to the nearest silver dragon. Almost all the creatures present only felt a flower in front of them, and immediately, a **** arrow surged up at this moment.

The head of the silver dragon was torn from its long neck at this moment, and then dropped to the ground beside him. The ferocious head rolled on the ground, braving a stream of warm red blood, soaking all the snow fields with dazzling marks.

Jing'an stared intently at this moment, Dang even completely reflected this black shadow that appeared suddenly in her pupils.

It was a long black shadow that looked like a person. The structure of the head, torso, hands and feet didn't have any features of memory points, but at this time, it showed an unparalleled sense of existence.

With just one blow, the elite-level Yinlongsheng was torn in half. Although I don't know whether this is the full power of Sombra, just relying on this kind of expressiveness right now...Jing'an doesn't feel that he can win this guy steadily.

And through such direct observations, Jing'an has also obtained a sufficient source of information at this moment. Even in the absence of the system, he also made a more detailed analysis.

"I probably understand, this is the characteristic ability of the captain...reshape the split spirit, and then simulate a shape similar to the human body, so as to use it as a simple and straightforward means of confronting the enemy."

In the observation range of Jing'an Wisdom Eye, this black shadow exudes a very strong aura from beginning to end. If you need to describe it carefully...maybe it can only be matched with energy light clusters.

The fuzzy black shadow is just a superficial phenomenon. It is used to paralyze the opponent through the rough appearance of the model-this method is not an exaggeration, but for the silver dragon with a simple way of thinking... the effect seems abnormal. Out of the crowd.

A mind body that has only instilled a sense of combat without any impurities, its execution power is naturally high and needless to say. In this way, Gnar created a ‘killing machine’ that belonged only to him.

In fact, two like-minded people can sometimes play a terrifying level beyond imagination.

"Go ahead, don't keep your hands."

Under simple, straightforward instructions. It was a long human figure that began to flicker like a ghost. The black shadow that split from Gnar broke out at an impressive speed at this moment, but within a few breaths, several silver dragons had already twisted their necks alive.

At the same time, Gnar's ontology also began to explode at this moment. His speed suddenly doubled at this moment! And the speed of this sudden transition, it is obvious that the surrounding Lord-level Silver Dragon has made some mistakes.

There is no reason for the veteran to miss a fleeting opportunity.

Only a tragic scream was heard, and immediately, a majestic white shadow fell from the horizon. The corpse touched the ground, and a hazy cloud of fly ash rose up.

A silver dragon whose strength is almost comparable to that of a lord level has lost its life characteristics at this moment.

Under the premise of being so straightforward and not doing any cover-up behavior, even Jing'an, who was a hundred meters away, had already understood the emotional changes on the federal side.

To be honest, in many cases a tough attitude can indeed make people take advantage of more benefits, but in this case, you also have to refer to the status quo. For example, at this moment, the silver dragon that has already killed the red eye... How could it be coerced by the outside world, and then show the performance of shrinking?

In the raging situation, the hatred of the two sides piled up and formed at this moment, and then pushed the entire ‘accident’ to a ‘direction’ that Jing’an had expected.

At this moment, the two sides no longer have any capital or room to talk about.

The imminent battle was played again. Compared with the previous restraint and repression, Gnar, who had already let go of his hands and feet, was like a **** of war at this moment, resisting several lord-level silver dragons, but did not fall in the slightest.

As a type of body derivative, Sombra also has a certain reference value for Jing'an.

"Let me see... what are you doing."

Jing'an mumbled, looking at the dark shadow that was beginning to raging, trying to collect the other party's information by visual inspection until it was completed, and integrate it into the content for reference.

But... the data of this shadow is not very easy to collect.

"The speed and power are not at an average level, and the fluctuation range is quite large... In other words, can this guy adjust his upper and lower limits?"

This is a very cunning, even disguised practice-it was reflected in Sombra at this time, and Jing An couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and he valued this characteristic ability of Gnar even more.

An AI that knows how to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, if you say you are not interested... it must be a lie.