Chapter 43 Unilateral Killing
“Good stuff.”
Qin Xia put away the eyepiece and threw it into his backpack, then calmed down and thought about countermeasures.
After taking half a second to think of a countermeasure, Qin Xia took out a smoke bomb from his backpack and forced himself to calm down.
He wants to temporarily develop a way to use psychic energy.
After taking a minute to make sure that he could use his psychic powers as he imagined, he stepped out and quickly approached the enemy's location.
The Astartes' athletic abilities are astonishing.
Qin Xia is just like the White-Scarred Astartes he saw when he was a child. He quickly crosses obstacles like acrobatics in a complex battlefield environment, easily and extremely quickly crossing every obstacle between himself and the enemy. obstacle.
He can tell the thickness of a wall, and then choose to break through it, or climb through the window and climb outside to get over it. In short, he does not take the passage and main entrance that may have a large number of defensive devices.
In the end, the six gathered together, wearing power armor and holding beam cannons. The people who were searching for enemies with eyepieces heard the movement and followed the sound.
I saw a man with a heavy machine gun behind him suddenly crashing through the wall, raising his hand holding a round object amid countless fragments and debris that shot around.
And this man was covered in frost. In the eyepiece, he was like the surrounding debris, not emitting any heat.
"Open..."
The person who subconsciously wanted to shout the order to fire was hit by the round object thrown by Qin Xia, and then the round object hit the unlucky man's head. It exploded, and countless fragments shot out in all directions, blasting everyone else into sieves.
Qin Xia, who was intact, stood among the corpses on the ground. He waved his hand gently, and the spiritual barrier in front of him dissipated.
"Uh... uh..."
Qin Xia heard the sound of someone struggling to breathe with his respiratory system damaged. He followed the sound and found that there was another survivor on the ground.
It was unclear whether he was lucky or unlucky. The man was lying on the ground, holding his neck that was bleeding continuously, and the air was coming in but not coming out.
When the medical system inside the power armor injected him with a dose of medicine, the man gradually regained his breath and asked weakly: "You...who are you?"
"The one who will make you all terrified all day long." Qin Xia responded, "The slaughterer."
Qin Xia no longer used spiritual energy to interfere with anyone's vision at this time, so the survivors on the ground identified him as the wizard who became famous in the arena.
Qin Xia took off the heavy machine gun from behind and hit the survivor hard on the head.
After killing another person, Qin Xia opened the magazine of the heavy machine gun and found that there were ten rounds of ammunition left in it.
The ammunition of this heavy machine gun is thicker and longer than Qin Xia's fingers.
Qin Xia opened one and checked it.
The ammunition contains a concentrated liquid gunpowder. The specific principle is unknown, but Qin Xia found through a rapid ignition test that this thing is extremely explosive and the warhead is fragile.
It is apparently a fragmentation munition intended for anti-personnel use.
This information is of little use, but Qin Xia still tested it and wrote it down because it would help him identify the military equipment on Nuceria.
After quickly collecting information, Qin Xia quickly picked up every available and portable thing on the body.
Pistols, explosives, beam cannons.
Perspective eyepiece.
Even the chips in the power armor and various equipment parts that Qin Xia thinks will be used next.
Finally, Qin Xia pulled out the rope from the inner lining of the power armor, tied together the things he had collected and could take them back and carried them on his back, and then continued moving forward.
Moving forward for a moment, Qin Xia suddenly stopped.
His psychic prophecies appeared again.
After browsing the prophecy in an instant, Qin Xia turned his eyes to the place where the prophecy was revealed to him.
Then there was a fluctuation on the empty wall, and a completely transparent cloth-like object fell to the ground, revealing the person hiding behind it.
“Are you not in the arena right now?” Qin Xia looked at the exposed fugitive in front of him in shock.
That person is the person in charge of the arena. "Why am I in the arena?" the person in charge asked, "This is the manor given to me by Chief Tarke."
"What did you commit that caused that lunatic to ask me to kill you in exchange for a big deal?" Qin Xia's face seemed to be full of doubts. "The lunatic asked me to kill your whole family in exchange for three conditions."
The person in charge is quite astute in situations of life and death.
The guy frowned, thought for a moment, and answered: "My master definitely didn't send you to kill me! There is also a Tarke in this manor, who is my master's brother. "
Qin Xia frowned and thought for a few seconds, then raised his head and looked at the person in charge with helpless and gloating eyes: "I just removed my psychic disguise. If you see me, you still have to die."
The person in charge was choked for a moment.
"But I'm not here just because of the madman's affairs in Patriarch Tarke, and I don't care about that madman at all."
"You can still live a little longer." Qin Xia looked around. . "By the way, does your family have a library or something?"
It sounds like Qin Xia misunderstood the order of Chief Tarke, but he didn't seem to take it seriously, so he kept talking from beginning to end. Thinking that Qin Xia was definitely the person in charge of serving the Tarke clan leader, he gradually relaxed.
At least it is not an immediate action. Even if this slave who is secretly loyal to the Tarke clan leader misunderstands the order, there can still be a discussion.
"Yes." The person in charge nodded.
"Please." Qin Xia made a gesture of invitation.
The person in charge leads the way.
Qin Xia followed behind.
“It turns out that you are secretly loyal to the Tarke clan leader.” The person in charge said as he walked, “No wonder he would hide the fact that you are a wizard for you, so that the Slaughterer Gladiator Team can be unprepared. I will fight with you."
"Why do you think I am loyal to that madman?" Qin Xia asked in confusion.
"He is not a madman, he is just a good man who has suffered too many injuries." The person in charge replied, "If you don't know his past at all, you will think that he is a very cruel and cold tyrant, but in fact he is not "
In order to explain Tarke to Qin Xia, the person in charge kept talking, defending the best master in his mind.
“When he was young, he was the sixty-seventh child in the family of the former Tarke patriarch. He did not attract much attention.”
“Later, he became the patriarch because of his cunning. ...No, because he is smart and courageous, but he doesn't want to hurt anyone."
"He is actually very kind and empathetic."
Qin Xia, who patiently listened to what the person in charge said, kept rolling her eyes.
The person in charge couldn't see Qin Xia's expression, so he was still talking.
If Qin Xia stared at and analyzed the expression and look of the master of the arena, he would understand that this not-so-smart person was speaking from his heart.
"He is a noble, but he never abuses his slaves. He even fell in love with a female slave."
"Can you believe it? A slave is Livestock, they are nothing more than male and female, but my master treats them as human beings.”
"Reminder, the slave I am talking about is not a slave like me. I am qualified to be a slave only because I am from a small noble family. The status of a slave is much lower than mine."
"..."
Qin Xia suddenly recalled the attitude of Chief Tarke towards his personal slaves during the meal.
Not cruel, they talked and laughed, and even said thank you.
But Qin Xia felt that this was just another irrefutable proof of mental illness.
Maybe there's something good about Tarc...
But he's a madman.
But it is very scary to be an enemy or a friend with this lunatic.
“Stop talking nonsense.” Qin Xia kicked the person in charge, “It doesn’t matter what kind of birdman this Tarke is. Now I will kill the whole family of your so-called slave from a small noble family. It will be Tarke’s turn in the future. When I conquer the whole family, I should take care of it without any mercy."
(End of this chapter)