342: C342 Tin Can

C342 Tin Can

Nuge raised his head and looked up, hoping to catch a glimpse of the enemy's real appearance. However, the dust that permeated the air covered the surroundings of the space tunnel, making it hard to see anything clearly.1

The surroundings instantly became silent, leaving only Nuge's racing heart.

Right now, he was certain that something must have happened to the advance team that was stationed here. Their tribe had also been exposed, so the other party probably knew everything about them.

However, they knew nothing about the attackers. They knew nothing about where they came from, or how many troops they had stationed near the spatial passageway, nor did they know anything about their combat prowess.

"Are you from another tribe?" Or are they the natives of this world? "

Nuge's heart was once again clouded. He was just about to order the soldiers behind the holy gate to retreat, but a scream suddenly rang out and broke the deathly silence.

The blood-curdling screeches quickly came to a stop as the sound of a heavy object falling on the ground rang out nearby. The pungent smell of blood quickly spread.

Nuge's pupils shrank, he knew that the brave soldiers under him were gone.

"Let's go to war …"

Before he could finish the last word, the sound of heavy objects falling sounded out one after another.

All of this happened in less than three seconds.

Within the flying dust, one shadow after another was quickly retracted. Nuge roared furiously with his bloodshot eyes and kicked his body up into the air like a cannonball.

This time, he finally saw the face of the enemy.

It was a branch with a wooden grain on it!

Bang!

A muffled sound echoed out from not too far away, and a handful of blood drizzled down. A few pieces of meat mixed with a ghastly white bone fell onto the face of the ballista.

He numbly wiped away the flesh on his face, while his right hand gripped the broad saber and waved it in an impenetrable manner, chopping off all the branches within his attack range in an instant.

Dozens of meters away, Su Mu raised his eyebrows: "Looks like we've met a big fish."

Su Mu's arms shook as the spiritual energy in his body gushed out. Three branches that had a metallic luster emerged from the tips of his fingers.

The ends of these branches were sharp, like sharp spears. They could easily puncture an enemy's body and cause bloody holes.

Under the effects of the spiritual energy, the hardness of these three wooden spears was comparable to ordinary metals.

The five wooden guns controlled by Su Mu's left hand were still attacking Unotta Soldier, who was coming out of the space channel, while his right hand was still locking onto Nuge.

Su Mu lightly played his fingers, as if he was a zither player gently playing a zither.

The zither master's fingers began to move faster and faster. From the noise of the zither playing, the big and small pearls fell on a plate, turning into a golden iron horse. It could devour everything within thousands of miles like a tiger.

After being treated differently by Su Mu, Nuge's pressure in the dust suddenly doubled. If it wasn't for the fact that he was wearing a simple and crude armor other than the carapace that he brought along with him.

Rather than calling it armor, it would be more accurate to call it a large piece of metal that was barely able to create the appearance of armor through simple tempering and wearing it.

Rather than saying it was metal armor, it was more appropriate to describe it as iron cans.

Although this metal can was simple in terms of craftsmanship, it didn't have much of an aesthetic feeling, but its defensive power was truly formidable.

No one knew where the metal that was used to make this can came from, but Su Mu's stab only left a few white spots on it.

Although Su Mu didn't use his full strength, his current strength could easily pierce through ordinary steel. However, in front of this ugly tin can, he encountered Waterloo.

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