This Game Is Too Realistic
Chapter 527

The Eighth Person

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"Roar—!"

The deafening roar echoed through the corridor, nearly cracking the alloy walls and floor apart.

Meng Liang covered his ears, his face twisting in pain.

Poking half his head out to look down the corridor, he could practically see rings of dust being kicked up by the immense impact.

"Holy shit... this thing's seriously weird!"

Dodging the deadly blow that came whistling toward him, Veteran glanced at the door panel embedded in the wall behind him, trembling like a tuning fork, and his face went slightly pale.

Good grief!

What was this, Sivir, Goddess of War?

If that thing hit him, even Brother Guang would probably get sliced in half...

He had thought they were up against a shield warrior. Instead, the Decayed Knight had smashed the "shield" and "sword" in its hands toward him and Su Ming like javelins.

"Damn it..."

A steel bar had struck Su Ming squarely in the chest. He struggled to rise from the floor.

Ignoring the burning pain in his chest, he forced his dazed mind to focus, grabbed the Gauss rifle that had fallen nearby, and aimed it at the monster standing at the end of the corridor.

"Die!!!"

The instant his finger pulled the trigger, arcs of electricity flashed!

Countless rounds erupted from the barrel, surging toward the end of the corridor like a torrential downpour. Sparks danced across the Decayed Knight's armor.

Unfortunately, they failed to penetrate its armor!

The Decayed Knight stretched out its right hand, hooked it around the door panel of a room beside it, and tore it off with a brutal yank.

Both men's expressions changed. Veteran kept firing as he roared at Su Ming beside him.

"Not enough power! Can that thing of yours... charge up?"

He remembered that Ye Shi's Gauss rifle could increase

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