Gilan carried the light behind his back and without saying a word, he just picked up the axe.
Woo--
The woman's scalp suddenly became numb.
But she was originally a Emblem level fighter. Although she received an elbow and suffered internal injuries, her reaction was not slow. She endured the severe pain in her chest and abdomen and quickly raised her hands to block.
The dark gray wristband on her left arm clicked, an iron cube popped out, and then folded and unfolded into a curved round shield the size of a plate, resisting Gilan's axe.
Dang!!
Sparks flew up and the sound was loud and ear-piercing.
Although the woman escaped the fatal blow, she could not withstand the force of the axe, and was knocked to the ground.
She gritted her teeth and blood began to flow from the corners of her mouth.
Gilan let out a sigh.
It seemed that he was surprised because the other party blocked his axe.
But he did not ask questions, but picked up the ax again and started chopping again.
Duh!!
This time, the good-looking woman with short hair was unable to resist. Before she could speak, her head was chopped off by the axe.
Gilan kicked the opponent's beautiful face, kicked the body away, and pulled out the stuck ax.
The ax brought out a handful of blood, which fell to the ground in drops. The smell of blood mixed with the stench of feces spread around.
Gilan stooped down, took off the strange round shield from the opponent's hand, and took a closer look.
The shield received a violent blow from me, leaving only a shallow gash, which shows how hard it is.
He fumbled to find the raised button under the wristband and tried to press it.
Click.
Following the deformation, the shiny small buckler retracted, leaving only a palm-sized iron wrist guard in the blink of an eye.
"Interesting." Gilan raised his eyebrows. "It's one level more defensive than the triangular shield. It's also lighter, but the defensive area is much smaller."
He simply put the wristband on his left hand.
Immediately, two white carved pistols, an iron wrist guard, two finger tiger knives and two flat iron boxes the size of cigarette boxes were found from the bodies of the man and woman.
The two iron boxes are in the same condition.
After opening, there are three grooves as thick as a little finger inside.
One of the slots marked "Anti-miasma medicine" is empty, but the remaining blue "stimulant" and green "hemostatic agent" are still there.
Gilan checked the Zhihu Knife again and found that there was nothing special about the weapon except that it was sharp and tough, so he simply threw it away.
Only the pistol, wristband and iron box were stored in "Alchemy Pocket".
After doing this, he turned around and walked back.
Back at the alley, Gilan was thinking about how to deal with the remaining Purification Squad members, but suddenly they saw a group of thugs coming out of nowhere and besieging them.
The thugs were visually estimated to be about twenty or thirty people. They were in ragged clothes, had hideous faces, and were dirty. They were armed with wooden sticks, kitchen knives, or iron rakes.
Although they had a numerical advantage, facing nine men and women in white uniforms, they were slaughtered as easily as pigs and dogs.
I saw that each member of Purification Squad was holding a finger tiger knife and equipped with a wrist shield. They were very efficient in killing people. Often a thug could be killed with one knife or one punch.
Especially the brawny man with a flat head at the head.
With a wave of his arm as thick as a log, he could even chop off the heads of three thugs instantly with the tiger knife in his hand!
Bloody and brutal.
'All members of are Emblem level fighters, so the leader should be the master.'
Gilan's eyes narrowed.
Among the opponents, only the brawny man with a flat head could pose a threat to him.
He gave up the idea of taking a cold shot because it was pointless.
The thugs could not threaten this well-trained team with strong individual combat capabilities. Instead, they would be exposed if they fired rashly.
'Why don't you go back and Corruption the bodies of those five thugs first...'
Gilan thought to himself.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt like he was being watched.
It was very much like that night, the feeling of being locked by the Louis Family devil.
He closed his eyes and "looked inside", and on the isolated island deep in his soul, Kingdom Brand, that is, Cross-Sword Bonfire, was swaying slightly.
This made him even more sure that someone was watching him.
'Gnosis was touched, who...'
Gilan opened his eyes and frowned slightly.
He suddenly thought of something, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the sky behind him.
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On the huge curtain, in the movie screen.
The man in a trench coat wearing a white owl mask turned back without warning and looked at the camera.
He looked into the eyes of a young man wearing a short-brimmed beret and a white uniform with a green label.
"?!"
The young man couldn't help but be surprised.
But he quickly came to his senses and quickly started writing with a pen on the notepad in his hand.
I saw that many entries have been recorded in the notebook, and the one currently being written is:
"The man in the white owl mask is suspected to be a member of the Assembly'Record Society', codenamed 'Snowy Owl', a fighting master, good at using axes... He killed two Purification members in just one encounter."
"Preliminary estimates indicate that his physical skills are excellent and his shooting skills are excellent."
"In addition, the target should have storage of mysterious items and a hidden axe."
The young observer stopped his pen.
He turned his head and looked to one side. Eleven members of Morphine Squad were sitting on a row of chairs facing the curtain.
One of them, a man and a woman, had their heads hunched and lowered, and they were dead.
Just like the two people whose heads were chopped off by Gilan in the movie.
But the observers were expressionless and indifferent.
Just when he was about to evaluate the danger level of the man in the Snowy Owl mask on his notepad, he glanced at the curtain out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but be startled.
I saw the guy hiding in the alley, leaning out half of his body, and firing violently at Purification Squad with a short-barreled revolver.
Bang bang bang!!
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Ding-ding-dong-ding...
Yellow bullet casings scattered.
Gilan pressed the quick loader into the revolver's magazine, lifted it, swung the revolver, cocked the hammer, raised his hand and fired another round at Purification Squad.
Bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!!
Two male team members were distracted and fell to the ground after being shot.
The rest of the team members were shocked and angry, frequently looking toward the entrance of the alley.
Gilan sneered, quickly retracted his body, and hid in the alley.
The reason why he suddenly changed his mind and took a cold shot at Purification Squad was that the situation on the court suddenly changed.
Perhaps Purification Squad made too much noise just now and actually attracted "Wolf-Faced Hunters". Therefore, after they slaughtered the thugs, they faced off against a dozen tall sword-wielding Cultist.
This group of "Wolf-Faced Hunters" have extremely strong fighting abilities. Their skills may not be as good as those of Emblem level fighters, but their physiques are far superior.
So much so that Purification Squad fell into a short hard battle.
And this also gave Gilan an excellent opportunity.
The two fallen players were the result.
"Damn the Assembly rat!"
The brawny man with a flat head cursed angrily.
His eyes were cold, and the small buckler of his left arm blocked the straight sword of a Wolf-Faced Hunters. With a clang, he punched out with the tiger saber of his right hand.
A loud bang shattered the head of another Wolf-Faced Hunters.
Immediately, the brawny man with a flat head jumped up, knocked the enemy in front of him away with his knee, and then landed on the opponent's chest with his kick.
He bent down and stabbed the dead wolf through the hood on the spot!
In a few breaths, Beromo, as the captain, killed two Wolf-Faced Hunters. The next second, he rushed towards the alley like a sharp arrow that had taken off its string.
"Don't even think about running away!"
Beromo shouted angrily towards the alley where Gilan was.