Chapter 75 Hunting

Fu Qinghai slowly chased out of a hatch.

In his eyes, the reincarnations had turned into a bunch of walking assimilation points.

Hunting is one of the White Scars' most adept combat methods.

During the battle with the Orcs, the White Scars' usual tactic was to first destroy the Orcs' command center - an orc boss or an orc general - with a decapitation operation as precise as a surgical knife. Then, the Orks, who had lost their command and were fighting on their own, were hunted down all over the mountains by the White Scars' motorcycle hunting packs.

Fu Qinghai removed the magazine containing Kraken armor-piercing explosive bombs and replaced it with a magazine containing ordinary explosive bombs.

Judging from the experience of dealing with mutants and werewolves just now, this group of reincarnations are not worthy of cherishing the expensive Kraken armor-piercing bombs for the time being, so ordinary bombs will be enough.

The principle of the Kraken armor-piercing bomb's warhead is a bit like the armor-piercing bomb of the previous earth. The warhead made of fine gold is also wrapped with a slender diamond needle. This is a bomb designed for vehicle-level armor.

The space hulk is huge, but the reincarnations can't run far.

With slavers roaming around, where can they run?

Fu Qinghai first caught up with the two unlucky guys, then fired a few steady bursts of shots at them, killing them.

I went up and searched the corpse, but found nothing of value.

As he turned a corner, a slight noise suddenly came from the side, and a sparse ball of fire rushed towards Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai turned around and stepped back in one go. Facing the magic flame, even if it was a sparse flame, Fu Qinghai did not dare to take it head-on.

The sparse flame only burned the arm armor, but he didn't expect it to be just a feint. Then there was a flash of silver light, and a heavy sword came slashing down.

Fu Qinghai subconsciously raised his arm to block the sword. With a crisp "ding!" sound, Fu Qinghai was surprised that although the enemy's sword was very strong and hit the arm armor and directly rolled the blade, the enemy's strength was not small, far beyond the strength that a human should have.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the enemy quickly rolled back. Fu Qinghai raised his grenade launcher, and the attacker formed a seal with one hand and pushed forward. A spherical translucent energy shield enveloped him.

"Da da da…"

Fu Qinghai pulled the trigger, and the first two bullets were embedded in the energy shield and could not move forward. The third bullet penetrated the shield, and the attacker's chest exploded, and he fell to the ground with his head tilted back and died.

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes. The enemy's gesture of launching the energy shield just now looked familiar to him.

It's a bit like the classic masterpiece by Polish CD Projekt Red, which was selected as the best RPG of 2015 by IGN.

Fu Qinghai got closer to the corpse and saw that the attacker's fingers were still in the same position with his thumb and little finger bent, his middle finger and ring finger together, and his index finger separated before he died.

Quen's Seal.

Sure enough, the Demon Hunter.

Touch the corpse again... Bah, poor bastard.

Fu Qinghai shook his head and left.

Demon hunters use some quick-release magical tricks called "sigils", which can also be attributed to spellcasters.

Fu Qinghai still remembers telling Chen Xue that nine out of ten reincarnations on the abandoned space ship were mages.

This is the first one.

Fu Qinghai caught a glimpse of a piece of clothing floating through the gap out of the corner of his eye.

…

The Draenei female mage curled up in the gap between pipes and machinery, hugged her knees tightly with her hands, buried her head as much as possible, and carefully adjusted her breathing, inhaling and exhaling gently and slowly to lower her heart rate.

"Crash!"

The thick tube wall in front of her was lifted up, and a plasma pistol was pointed at the Draenei's head.

Facing the sudden black muzzle of the gun, the Draenei female mage was so frightened that she quickly kicked her two hooves twice, raised her hands in an instant, and said simply:

"I surrender!"

Fu Qinghai was a little stunned.

So skilled, are you a French Draenei?

Fu Qinghai kept the muzzle of the gun pointed at the Draenei woman, his finger on the trigger, and said calmly:

"I have never heard of anyone surrendering in the reincarnation world."

"Yes." The Draenei female mage said affirmatively, "World of Warcraft is rich in various magical equipment. I will use all the equipment I have to exchange for my life."

Fu Qinghai said: "I can still get these equipment even if I kill you, and there are also assimilation points as rewards."

The Draenei female mage said,

"Before I die, my soul will curse all the magic equipment on me, cursing that they can never be used by others. Believe me, the value of the magic equipment on me far exceeds the assimilation points gained by killing me."

Fu Qinghai shook his head and said, "This doesn't make sense. If the magic equipment you have is very powerful, why would you end up like this?"

This situation refers to hiding in a pipe crack and having a gun pointed at your head.

The Draenei female mage said calmly,

"Because my brother is a high-ranking councilor of the Zero Realm Guild of the Samsara Society, I can obtain magical equipment that is beyond my ability. There is nothing to be ashamed of."

After saying that, the Draenei female mage saw that Fu Qinghai was unmoved. The woman looked puzzled and asked tentatively:

"You don't know about the Zero Realm Guild?"

Fu Qinghai didn't say anything.

Because he really didn't know what the Zero Realm Guild was.

The Draenei female mage thought for a while, and then looked at Fu Qinghai and said sincerely:

"No wonder. The Warhammer 40K universe is a newly opened reincarnation main world. You must be a newcomer, right? I, I don't mean to offend you. I just want to say that as a newcomer, you are really strong, but the Zero Realm Guild has been deeply rooted in Azeroth for many years, and there are countless high-level players. You think I am weak because my level is still very low, but the system of the World of Warcraft universe is not weak. Let me go, and you can get all my equipment and the friendship of the Zero Realm Guild."

Fu Qinghai said calmly:

"I can't believe everything you said. I only believe in the gun in my hand. Once I pull the trigger, the reincarnation world will give me the answer."

The Draenei female sorceress raised a hand and said,

"Then I swear, I swear in the name of Norgannon, the forger of world order, the Titan of the Pantheon, and the dream weaver, that everything I say is true. If I break my promise, all the arcane powers I rely on will betray me!"

After she finished speaking, a bright blue light lingered in her hand, spinning and rising like a silk ribbon, accompanied by twinkling stars.

Wow, this mysterious and magical scene made Fu Qinghai raise his eyebrows.

Those who play magic are cool, unlike the Astartes who are so vulgar.

After swearing the oath, the Draenei female mage took off all her earrings, necklace, bracelets, and rings. These items were all surrounded by a little light to a greater or lesser extent, and did not look like ordinary items.

The Draenei mage piled them into a small pile in front of Fu Qinghai and said,

"Take it. Even if you regret it and kill me after taking it, I will accept it."

Fu Qinghai kept the gun pointed at the Draenei female mage, bent down to pick up the pile of jewelry and put them into the grenade bag.

The Draenei female mage still sat on the ground with a calm expression, as if she had accepted her fate.

But what I was thinking in my heart was: If you dare to go back on your word, when I am resurrected in my next life, I will go to the Samsara Forum to hang you up, saying that a white-armored Space Marine from the Warhammer 40K universe is a faithless person, and the people from the Zero Realm Guild will kill you when they see you.

After Fu Qinghai put on the jewelry, he looked at the Draenei woman deeply, inserted the plasma pistol back into the side of his leg armor, turned around and left.

"Huh..." The Draenei woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Fu Qinghai's receding back and suddenly shouted,

"I'm Olivia Crofts from the Zero Realm Guild. Who are you?"

Fu Qinghai waved his hand without even turning his head: "Qingshan, there is no club."

…

In fact, Fu Qinghai was not sure whether the Draenei mage was performing a magic trick to deceive him or she really swore an oath.

This is not the reason why Fu Qinghai chose to let her go.

Draenei women have pretty faces, amazing bodies, firm breasts and long legs, blue skin, hooves for legs, and horns on their heads... Of course, these are not reasons.

Fu Qinghai always felt that there was really no need for the reincarnations who came with three lives to fight to the death. The words of the Draenei mage reminded him of this.

The fight between the reincarnations is not simply a life-and-death struggle. There are grudges, organizations, and the underworld.

He didn't talk about any nonsense like leaving a way out for others so that they can meet again in the future. Fu Qinghai simply wanted to see how powerful the player society in the reincarnation world is by sparing the life of the Draenei female mage.

Are they completely dependent on the local natives of each samsara world, or have they become aloof from the rest of the world?

We'll have to wait and see.

…

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

In front of me is a network of branching corridors.

Fu Qinghai slowly squatted down to a corner where there was a barely detectable pool of dried blood.

Fu Qinghai dipped his hand in the blood, took off his helmet, and put his finger in his mouth.

As he tasted it carefully, the genetic detection nerves in Fu Qinghai's spinal cord stimulated and started to analyze this sequence fragment.

In Fu Qinghai's mind, he "saw" a blurry image of himself limping, wearing a brown wizard robe, and fleeing in panic after choosing the rightmost one of the three forked roads.

It's you... Fu Qinghai sneered.

Standing up, putting on his helmet, Fu Qinghai walked towards the corridor on the far right.

As soon as he entered the corridor, Fu Qinghai caught a glimpse of a fleeting figure.

Fu Qinghai rushed forward quickly and scanned the entire corridor.

The quiet corridor was empty.

Huh?

Fu Qinghai was puzzled as he had just seen a figure flash by.

Suddenly, he had an idea and quickly switched the display mode of his helmet goggles to thermal imaging view.

Then I saw a human figure with a red heart and yellow border standing closely against the wall of the corridor in the front left.

...Fu Qinghai almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Fu Qinghai pretended not to see it, holding the grenade launcher, walking slowly forward, and looking left and right vigilantly.

When passing by the human-shaped silhouette, Fu Qinghai suddenly turned around, grabbed his neck, raised his hand and shot off the hand holding the short magic wand. The severed hand and the magic wand fell to the ground together. Throwing down the grenade launcher, Fu Qinghai tore off the cloak covering the man.

A handsome curly-haired man wearing a brown wizard robe and struggling appeared.

Fu Qinghai grabbed the hand around his neck and squeezed it upwards with his fingers, but there was a "click" sound and a sharp scream came from the wizard's throat.

He used too much force... Fu Qinghai originally intended to pinch his jaw open and pull out his tongue, but he didn't expect that he lost control of his strength and crushed the wizard's entire jaw in one go.

But the result was the same, he couldn't speak.

Throughout the Harry Potter film series, there are wizards who can cast spells silently, but there are no wizards who can cast spells without a wand. Even powerful characters like Dumbledore and Voldemort have to use wands to cast spells.

Theoretically, it would be enough for Fu Qinghai to break the wizard's hand holding the staff.

But things are not absolute. All wizards of European origin must use wands to cast spells. However, among the eleven magic schools around the world announced by JK Rowling, the Ouagadou School of Wizardry in Uganda, Africa, does not use wands to cast spells.

When European wizards invented the magic wand, African wizards had not yet established communication with them.

So just in case, Fu Qinghai pulled out the wizard's tongue according to the spell settings in other magical world views.

Physical silencing.

This handsome wizard with brown curly hair had lost a piece of his leg, one of his hands was broken, and his jaw was crushed. With tears in his eyes, he stammered in pain:

"F---F---, let go... of the crickets."

Fu Qinghai pulled off his helmet, put his face close to the wizard's ear, and said word by word in a low voice:

"I want you to give me back every assimilation point you earned from killing Astartes!"

"Crack." The wizard's neck was broken.

Fu Qinghai did not accept his surrender.

This man used extremely dishonorable and despicable means to harvest the lives of Space Marines.

But this is not the reason why Fu Qinghai hates him.

Fu Qinghai himself is also a Machiavellian.

It was he who killed Humar.

Although Humar did not submit to Fu Qinghai, he was always Fu Qinghai's fighting brother. Although he did not have the power of a leader, he had the friendship of comrades.

Fu Qinghai believed that although Humar had some complaints about him becoming a captain and commander of the tactical team, if there was any danger, Humar would still stand in front of him without hesitation.

Fu Qinghai stood quietly, looking at the painful expression on the wizard's face, and took a deep breath.

He recalled that a long time ago, on the Dagger, he and Ogedei sat opposite each other, cross-legged in meditation.

Ogedei told him: We should kill our enemies, but we should not torture our enemies.

Torturing the enemy is not the style of a Chogris warrior and is contrary to the character of a noble warrior.

You died in agony...but I didn't torture you on purpose. Fu Qinghai thought to himself as he looked at the wizard's body.

You used the Cruciatus Curse on me, but I still don't intend to torture you.

At this moment, Fu Qinghai seemed to feel that something from his Space Marine gene seed was sprouting.

...

PS: Thanks to Shili Guang, the book friend, for the reward.

　1. A minor character in the previous article, Stonewall is a superhero from the American Marvel Comics. There are two generations of Stonewall, the first generation Lewis Hamilton and the second generation Harry Creel. The reincarnation in the book is the third generation.

　　2. As a bioengineering graduate, I feel really uncomfortable when writing about gene detection nerves... GW's screenwriters are like a bunch of vagrants who have never learned high school biology. They wishfully believe that genes can carry everything. Memory, knowledge, emotions... can all be inherited through genes and can also be identified by gene detection. It's so fucking fantastic and unscientific.

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