MTL - C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons-Chapter 22 New Haven Night 1

"Samuel, Samuel! Wake up, someone has come to the police station to report the crime!"

The man in police uniform in his early twenties shook Sheriff Samuel, who was sleeping dead on the table. There is no police station in a broken town like New Haven, there is only one security team in the town. Except for Samuel, there were only six young men who were randomly picked up, who were taller in appearance and not bad in character.

Samuel looked up from the table dazedly, his rosacea flushed. He is nearly two meters tall and may weigh 220 pounds. His arms are as muscular as an ox, and he has an old-fashioned shotgun attached to his waist. It is because of this appearance that the townspeople are willing to make him a sheriff even if he doesn't do much work.

[Samuel Cliff]

Bloodline: D-

Attribute: Miscellaneous

Word Spirit: None]

Not a fully awakened mixed race? This can explain part of his exaggerated figure.

The three explained their intentions. Harry had stolen a shipment of food two days ago, mostly canned meat. They came to report the crime, and by the way asked the police if there were any leads.

"Thief? The crime rate in New Haven is very low. We haven't heard of any thieves. Those **** who are not sober are locked in the concrete houses in the back. Go and see for yourself."

Samuel mumbled a couple more times, and slumped back to the table.

The three looked at each other, did it go so well?

There are two people in the cement room, and there are only nine people in total. According to their observations, the arrested "jerks" were nothing but drunken alcoholics, bad-brained addicts, and an exhibitionist.

Went to the last cement single room, where only one person was imprisoned.

Dirty hair, squatting in the corner like a big dog, exuding a stench.

When he saw someone approaching, he roared like a wild beast, and there was black and red blood stains between his teeth.

"Hey, be careful. I don't know what's going on with this guy. When we caught him, he was stealing raw meat from the butcher's shop! The brother in the team almost got bitten by him and was numb with a sedative gun." The guards who followed up looked at Ye Sheng and Luo Yin maliciously, hoping that they would make a fool of themselves.

Are the brains of the people in this place crossbred from relatives... There is obviously something wrong with this thing.

[Jacob Cliff]

Lineage: C+

Attribute: Miscellaneous

Yan Ling: Ghost wins

Word Spirit Effect: Shields its own pain nerves, greatly breaking through the limit of normal power

Special Status: Deadpool I]

No...the case is over?

Wait, Cliff, he has the same last name as the sheriff. There are only a few hundred people in New Haven, and there is a high probability that the two are related by blood. Why did the sheriff let him be locked here, or did he not know the relationship between the two?

Ye Sheng saw the half-savages Jacob's gaze froze, which was so in line with what they were looking for.

"I'll notify the academy to send someone to transfer him. We'll stay behind for two more days to see if there are any other abnormalities."

The two nodded and walked out of the cell.

"Mr. Samuel, that savage in the cell was the one who stole Harry's things.

We called the police. In a few days, the police from the nearby county will come and take him away. Don't let him go. "

"Okay, I get it. Get out, get out, it just so happens that few people are eating here."

Luo Yin was behind Fingal, carefully observing Samuel's expression. But he was drunk the whole time and did not change, what the savage would be like seemed to have nothing to do with him.

After leaving the police station, the young man at the door spat again behind them.

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At night, the three of them stayed bored in the garage and played poker. The dry food prepared by the executive department was stuffed into their mouths with cold water.

They didn't touch the vegetable soup and hot dogs that Harry made, they were already cold. This is the basic quality of going out to do tasks, they do not have the legendary silver needle drug testing technology.

"Come on! The college said that there is a lack of other liaison personnel nearby, and the handover personnel can come over at least three days later. We have to continue to wait here."

Fingel wailed loudly. Living here is like stepping back into the Middle Ages.

"Think on the bright side, at least the investigation went very smoothly." Ye Sheng comforted. Originally, I planned to go to the security team, the mayor, the church, and the field to investigate separately, but I didn't expect to win the lottery in the first step.

Luo Yin's expression looked a little gloomy. He had a very uncomfortable feeling that Jacob was like bait sent to them.

"Let's visit the mayor again tomorrow."

Ye Sheng looked at Luo Yin's serious look and didn't say anything. Doing a mission for the first time is often suspicious, and it doesn't hurt to investigate more.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ....

A low bell came from the small church in the east of town. It's twelve o'clock.

Luo Yin's expression suddenly became horrified, and he quickly gestured: "Go get the weapon."

Ye Sheng and Fingal only have a slight feeling, but he has been dealing with alchemy for a long time and is much more sensitive to "spirit".

With the sound of the bell, the huge spiritual image spreads to the whole town layer by layer.

In the system, the words [Word Spirit·Hypnosis] flashed back and forth.

Ye Sheng and Fingal felt a little sleepy and became nervous.

"Yan Ling?"

"Large-scale alchemy field."

The three faced the garage door in a triangular formation, with weapons in their hands.

New Haven is getting quieter. Gradually it became silent.

The yelling, the unpleasant singing, and all the noise disappeared. Like a dead place.

Luo Yin's arm holding the alchemy revolver was a little sore, and his hands were covered in sweat. If he was diligent, he should stay in the rear. Just the fear of the dark cloud overcoming the city and the impending disaster made him suffocate.

Five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour...

Nothing happened. Dead silence.

Fingal was about to make a sound when a dog barked outside.

The dog barked again, followed by one after another.

The calls are getting richer and richer, coyotes, lynx, and maybe even wild boars. The expressions of the three stiffened, and unless there was a circus, things were going to be big.

"What's the situation outside now?"

"Snakes consume a lot of physical strength and are not suitable for use now." Ye Sheng shook his head.

"Wait for me." Luo Yin took out a cuboid metal block from the equipment box. It looked a bit like a camera and was solid.

[Level 1 alchemy item

point and shoot camera

Effect: Ignore material barriers and obtain a plane image of the outside world within 20 meters

Motivation method: Concentrate and recite "eggplant" silently. Limit once a day

Remarks: This pixel, did you shoot with this? 】

"eggplant!"

The back of the metal camera slowly produces shallow lines, like a child's sketch.

Huge sheepdog, coyote, lynx, wild boar, and a bison. If it weren't for the two swipes behind the coyotes, like bone wings, this scene would be like "The Jungle Attack".

"Grass... dragon transformation? Someone did a dragon transformation experiment here in New Haven? I'll report to the academy immediately."

"Why can't I get through on the phone, it's all noise..." No, the communication equipment of the executive department can still be used even if the communication base station is destroyed.

"The car is here, how about we?" Luo Yin was the first to be cowardly, this dungeon didn't look like a novice game.

"Hot girl! Hot girl! Faker!"

In the dead silence, the ghost cry of the Bulgarian Demon King ripped apart the night sky.

There were high-pitched chants from outside the door, and the roars of the beasts became brutal and ferocious, mixed with the unique power of the Dragonborn.

"The King's Servant! It's the King's Servant! The attack has begun!"

The giant wild boar with scales all over took the lead in the attack, and Harry's small wooden door instantly shattered into pieces.

The iron door of the garage dented inwardly in the first round of impact, sending out a whimper before it collapsed.

The three of them put on tactical helmets at the same time, and were ready to stand with guns.

With a sour tearing sound, a huge wild boar head got into the garage.

Boom!

The alchemy revolver in Luo Yin's hand made a thunderous vibration.

The huge wild boar's head seemed to have been hit by a cannonball.

Grass, what is this? ? ?

Ye Sheng looked at the small pistol in Luo Yin's hand~www.novelbuddy.com~ with a ghostly expression.

"Give me one too!" Fingel suddenly felt that the Glock in his hand was not fragrant.

Luo Yin took advantage of the situation and threw the remaining handful to Fingal.

The dragon-like beast seemed to be frightened by the loud noise and paused for a few seconds. There was a terrifying chewing sound outside the door, and the beasts were eating the wild boar.

The King's Servant's singing became even louder.

The big dog desperately rammed the iron door that had been opened, and finally, the iron door burst open.

Two-headed and three-headed giant dogs charged from the front, coyotes with festering skin flapped their pale bony wings, and lynxes had multiple tails with sharp barbs, which bounced back and forth from the side and upper walls.

"Fuck, with a C-level salary, doing A-level work!"

Mirror pupil, open it! The three golden pupils ignited at the same time.

Luo Yin used the alchemy revolver to shoot one at a time. Every time the silver bullet hits a target, a huge pit of flesh is formed, and the violent elemental flow stimulates the flames of lightning. As long as the hit is serious injury or sudden death.

Fingal fired the alchemy revolver with one hand, and his arm only trembled slightly under the huge recoil. With his left hand, he randomly took out the bomb from Luo Yin's equipment box, pulled out the fuse, and threw it. He didn't even know which was which, it was just a bomb.

Noise, explosions, poisonous gas, static electricity, flashes...just like the lottery. They were wearing multi-purpose tactical helmets anyway, and the bombing was done.

Ye Sheng was holding two Uzi submachine guns, pouring steel storms to the side and top, deformed coyotes and lynx wailed and fell to the ground, twisted white bone spurs pierced through his body.

Two-thirds of the coyote fell at Luo Yin's feet, and the fierce claws grabbed at his knees. Fingal kicked and broke his spine.

Outside the door, the King's Attendant's chanting became even louder.