"Old man! Good swordsmanship!" Patrol D couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
Earlier, he was the one who despised Mallory the most, and now he was the most shocked.
"Fuck! Your grandfather is your grandfather!" Ahmad has not come back to his senses until now.
"I thought moncler scare away! Who knew ... really sorry." Christa, although he did not open his mouth to say anything when Mallory fled away, but also felt ashamed that he misunderstood Mallory's thoughts at that time.
"Are we acting in a fairy movie? This big man with white hair and white beard is not a human being! It's a fairy!" Rasheed, whose face was covered in blood, also opened his mouth.
"That's so cool!"
"There's no way to describe how I feel right now!"
Everyone else was dumbfounded, as if they were witnessing a miracle.
"Brothers! The battle isn't over yet, everyone follow me and charge across the river and pull out their camp!" Ahmad shouted to the crowd.
"Charge across the river and pull out their camp!" The others were in a state of exuberance, completely forgetting their wounds and shouting as they ran with Ahmad toward the river, then rushed across the frozen river and killed the barbarians' camp.
Mallory followed behind them with his sword, and if he hadn't deliberately suppressed his running speed, he would have rushed ahead of them.
Just now after the ruined book successfully access this script, the APP in his wristwatch lit up successively.
The battle is tense, Mallory has no time to try these APPs one by one, only quickly opened the storage APP, the machete and a bottle of energy drink took out.
When in the gun battle training ground, after getting older, in order to be able to replenish energy at any time, his storage APP long-term reserve of several hundred bottles of energy drinks.
After drinking it all in one go away from the crowd, Mallory threw the empty bottle back into the storage APP.
The barbarian soldiers had already forced all seven of their companions into the canyon.
In the nick of time, Mallory killed the barbarian soldiers from behind.
The crowd killed the barbarian soldiers' camp, but only found a few logisticians inside, and after some interrogation with ropes, they found out the liaison soldier and interrogated them about their recent military movements.
Things are a bit unexpected, the ancestors of the barbarian country, in fact, also restricted them from crossing the border.
However, the chaotic situation within the barbarian kingdom made these barbarian ancestors have weak control over the bottom sergeants and soldiers, and the construction of spirit towers across the border were all unauthorized and illegal actions by these bottom sergeants of the barbarian kingdom.
The dozens of them are all the soldiers stationed in the vicinity.
After some deliberation, only the communication soldiers were left behind, and the others were forced to go to the canyon, carrying one corpse after another to some kind of cliff side on the barbarian side, and pushing it into the deep ravine filled with methane gas below.
The men were then also knocked to death with iron bars and pushed down.
The purpose of leaving the communication soldier was so that he could use his contact spirit device to report the military situation to the governor of this area of the barbarian nation every day, and of course all was well and there was nothing unusual.
After finding that Ahmad and the others had arranged tightly and there were no hidden dangers, Mallory returned to the camp early.
The energy drink could only keep him young for half an hour.
After half an hour, he would become even more senile and weak than usual.
...
The crowd returned to the camp and saw a Mallory who was even more depressed than before.
"Boss, quite good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! So bullish, pretending that we can't see it at all." Patrol D walked in, saw Mallory like this, and thought he was pretending again.
"How did you manage to do that? Killing so many people by yourself, is that a super power?" Ahmad was also confused by Mallory's earlier scene.
"Hey, can you impart some experience to us? How do we have to practice to reach your kind of height?" The others came over as well.
Christa used the first aid kit in her room to treat the wounded while looking curiously towards Mallory.
"I've been in Film City for over fifty years and practiced the knife technique for over fifty years to be able to perform what I just did. In addition, to complete this knife technique, it requires burning life, my weakness is not faked, every time I explode now, I will live months or even a year less." Mallory gasped and told everyone the 'truth'.
Of course, it's not all lies, he has been practicing marksmanship for over fifty years, and his knife skills are only practiced in passing.
It was mainly used to pass through the gun battle training ground without alerting the enemy.
"So?" The crowd had some not-so-believing expressions.
Christa walked over and probed Mallory's breathing and pulse.
"He is really weak, weaker than when I saw him earlier." Christa told the group the bad news.
The crowd stopped joking and looked at Mallory, whose eyes were half closed and pale, and they learned that he was really burning his life earlier.
He burned himself to save everyone's life.
They, a group of young people, were relying on this old man who was in his old age to survive until now.
Later Mallory unconsciously fell asleep.
Christa instructed the crowd to stop talking and disturb him, so he could get some sleep. She herself stayed in the room to take care of Mallory and the two seriously wounded, while the other lightly wounded went to the next room to chat.
After everyone had fallen asleep for the night, Mallory woke up.
The body recovered a bit, but still very weak.
This kind of weakness is no longer like when you are young, you can recover by sleeping and resting.
It will continue to weaken, and then weaken more, until death comes.
While no one was watching, Mallory opened the watch's teleportation app.
Several of the teleportation points in Time Prison had turned gray, but one was still lit.
After Mallory set up a new teleportation point in his bed, he teleported himself into the only teleportation point left in the ruined world of Time Prison.
There are no more monsters of any kind inside, and no more apocalyptic collapses.
Time is frozen inside.
It was frozen at the moment Mallory left the Prison of Time.
It's like a three-dimensional photograph.
But all the walls, even the floor, the furniture, everything within sight, all in a state of disintegrating fragments.
And it was sealed and fixed in space, unable to be moved.
The treasure chest in the hunting lodge is also the same, long lost the function of exchange.
Here, is a ruin.
A ruin that carries Mallory's memories for more than fifty years.
"This place is not completely through yet!" Mallory sighed.
Reasonably, it should be that he defeated the final BOSS Death, that is, Vincent's AI, this script is considered 100 percent clearance.
However, he was not able to defeat this final boss.
Just exhausted the resources of the script, resulting in the final boss lost combat power.
Unhappy!
"You're here?"
A familiar voice rang out.