Chapter Twenty-Nine: Come, Fight Painfully (Part II)
Fortunately, the warrior's intuition saved him, even if everything in front of him was blurred by Wang Hao's shot, but Lancer still quickly retreated, regardless of the image, he rolled backwards and accelerated out of Wang Hao's attack range, Di Lumudo shook his head vigorously, expelled the buzz in his mind, and looked at the young man who stood with his gun in his hands again, his eyes were cold.
The nearest enemy, how can weapons be so tricky?
"It seems that I did underestimate you before, but that doesn't change the fact that you're a despicable villain - especially with such martial arts, but still hiding like a thief and attacking people from behind, you are simply worse than an ordinary thief!"
"Oh, that's a nice thing to say, who was almost killed by me just now? When did the glorious appearance become this mother-in-law's mother-in-law's sissy? Could it be that you learned it from your mother-in-law?"
Although he is angry and wants to destroy everything, "reason" is still working diligently. Even when they taunted each other in the interval of battle, Wang Yu focused on Dilumudo's sore feet and scolded - everyone knew that Dilumuduo had successfully discredited his lord Minotaur because of the mole on his face, which was the biggest and only stain on the son of God's life. And Wang Hao insisted on this, and the viciousness of his intentions can be seen.
So compared to Wang Hao's surprise at knowing his identity, Lancer was more angry and sad in his heart, like mixing spirits directly into his blood, his whole body seemed to be burning, and with a comfortable sense of paralysis, Lancer was intoxicated.
Why don't you think so much anymore, why do you think so much? What we have to do now is to mutilate, kill, kill, and kill the man in front of you!
"You bastard, bet on my Dilumudo Odina name, and swear to kill you here today, ahh!!!!h
No longer taking into account the strange and changeable way of Wang Yu's fighting style, Dilumudo carried his spear up, and the extinct yellow rose that landed not far away was summoned by his master, and flew like an arrow from a string, and was grasped by the glorious appearance in his hand, putting on a fighting posture like a roc spreading its wings. Even if it's not as powerful as the posture of the twin swords, this is still the magical two-gun combat method that the glorious appearance relies on to become famous!
Unleashing all the magic power in his body, Dilumudo's twin spears danced into a curtain of guns, and from Wang Yu's point of view, it was almost as if there were thousands of spears stabbing at him at the same time. As far as the eye can see, there are red or yellow sharp spear tips, which is dazzling!
If all of them are hit by this torrential rain of guns, even Wang Hao, whose durability has almost reached the limit, will definitely be hated on the spot under the cursed magic spear that destroys the demons and will be destroyed!
However, will Wang Hao let him hit?
"Good, look at you bear child, don't make trouble. ”
The boy chuckled softly under the mask, his smile soft and helpless, like an elder distressed by a disobedient child. But at the same time, the hands holding the sharpshooter suddenly tightened!
"Uncle will buy you candy to eat!"
In the face of the torrential rain composed of the tip of the spear, Wang Wei stood in place, Gangenir opened and closed, and every swing would break countless gun shadows, if Dilumudo's offensive was the waves, then Wang Hui was the immovable reef under the wave lapping, no matter how violent the waves were, they could not make the reef move a bit!
It's a pity that under this dense attack, even Wang Yu can't intercept them all. Fortunately, in this almost mad state, Dilumudo could not achieve that the demon-breaking red rose and the dying yellow rose could attack the same point, and every time the demon-breaking red rose pierced Wang Yu's armor, the wounds left on the boy's body healed instantly, while the extinct yellow rose could not penetrate Wang Yu's defense at all, and could only constantly collide with the mage's armor and the skin of the white bones, making a helpless "ding" sound.
Now Wang Hao looks covered with blood, and the situation is extremely unfavorable. But in fact, the blood was only the blood that flowed out when the red rose of the demon broke through the surface of the body, and Wang Yu's situation was very good, but if Di Lumuduo didn't have any hole cards, he would really be defeated.
From the very beginning, he had fought Saber first, and then hastily intercepted Gungnir, and had already suffered a dark wound in the arm. In addition, Wang Hao continued to attack, forcing him to fight with himself head-on. In the end, he provoked him with words, causing him to lose his mind and fall into a state of crazy burning magic. Don't look at him as he seems to be very powerful now, if he continues like this, if he stays like this
"In less than three minutes, his magic will burn out. ”
At that time, Dilumudo will definitely die at the hands of Wang Hao, becoming the first heroic spirit to be eliminated from the Holy Grail War.
Hiding the sneer behind the mask, Wang Hao's gaze at Dilumudo became more and more mocking, like looking at a dying man.
It's just that Wang Hao can last until that time?
Although he almost lost his mind, the attacks of the Radiant Appearance were too dense, and there would always be overlapping attack points of the red and yellow guns, causing irreparable wounds to the boy. What's more, Di Lumuduo has not completely lost his mind, and is always deliberately guiding the attack point of the two guns, Wang Yu can only harden the blood from the wound into steel and plug the wound as an expedient measure.
Come on, let's see who can't hold it first, am I, or are you?
As if to understand the meaning of Wang Hao's gaze, Dilumudo's throat let out a faint low roar, and the shadow of the spear in the sky suddenly turned into two magic spears, accumulating the remaining magic power from each previous attack, and the flickering light on the magic spear almost pierced the night, as if there was really a sun blooming on the two magic spears!
Wang Yu also understood what Di Lumuduo was saying, he was saying-
"It must be me!"
"No, it's me. ”
Sneering, the figure of the young man who should have been assassinated by this incomparably swift two shots suddenly collapsed, as if a complete puzzle piece had been split into countless small pieces, red and black bats filled Di Lumudo's field of vision, and the spirit core that pierced Wang Hao's chest, almost at the same time, pierced into the nirvana double spear only stabbed a bat. The bat paused in the air for a second, then was blown to pieces by the mana infused into it. And the little bat didn't scream until it died, just looked at Dilumudo coldly, mockingly.
Flesh and blood raindrops fell to the ground, bones fell from the sky, but the sight of the enemy dying did not give Dilumudo any joy.
Because a heterogeneous left arm covered with pale bone armor already carried ominous black smoke and slapped on his shoulder, as eager and caring as an old friend who had not seen him for many years.