Hearing Woz's declaration, a trace of uneasiness passed through Gagiru's heart, and he didn't have time to think calmly, he only knew that this Wox was a little strange. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn fact, in addition to his appearance, this man is very different from the Woz that Gajiru usually knows!

He wore the same uniform as the soldiers, but with a cloak behind his back, and he was dressed simply and smartly. Woz walked steadily, calmly, but Gajiru felt a strong pressure rushing over his face.

Gajiru looked cautiously at the familiar person in front of him, and his left hand, which had turned into an iron dragon sword, suddenly blocked his chest, with four warheads embedded in it, and the powerful kinetic energy forced him to take two steps back. Then he heard a gunshot.

"Woz?" Gajiru tilted his head, threw the bullet into his mouth and chewed it, "No, you're not him." ”

There's no way Woz could have shot at his companion for no reason, and he didn't use a pistol. Wox also doesn't have as long hair as this guy.

But he's strong and brings no worse pressure than that Woz. Gajiru was secretly surprised, but he had always been haunted by Woz's strong performance in the Battle of the Ghosts. Are people who look like this so violent?

The Woz-like man quickly replaced the bullet and said calmly, "Is this Aslant's magic? It can devour metal, it's amazing...... No wonder my soldiers can't hurt you. ”

As he spoke, the muzzle of his gun seemed to inadvertently sweep over Gajiru, and at that moment, the gun rang out.

The moment he saw the flames flickering on the ground, Gajiru moved the Iron Dragon Sword to block it.

With a thud, the sword shattered.

Under the wide blade was Gajiru's arm, which was now clutching a warhead: "Not metal. Gajiru spread his palms in anger, this projectile was actually made of some kind of stone! The other party had already seen his weakness and decisively adopted an effective countermeasure, this ...... No matter how you look at it, it looks like Woz's fighting style!

After confirming that the attack worked, Maxman let go of his hands and feet and attacked indiscriminately.

On the other side, Maxman was constantly shooting, seemingly casually raining bullets, but Gajiru felt like he couldn't dodge - no matter how he tried to dodge, he would always end up being hit by a bullet. Gajiru can only be transformed into an iron dragon all over his body, and his defenses are strengthened with iron scales. In his hurry, Gajiru could not counterattack the enemy close to him, and he was very aggrieved.

"Damn, damn impostor!" the dragon cursed in annoyance.

Maxman unhurriedly grasped the rhythm of attacking and reloading, and his tone remained calm: "It seems that your magic is not very powerful." Also, I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm Watts, the Captain of the Kingdom Special Operations Force Assault Brigade, Watts Maxman. Put away your ridiculous imposters!"

Gajiru was stunned: "Maxman, not Frenner?"

Maxman raised an eyebrow, and for the first time he looked surprised and said, "Oh, you know a guy who looks like me, named Frenner?"

"You're the one who looks like him, aren't you?" impostor!" Gajiru seized the opportunity and threw a punch at his enemy, "Iron Dragon Stick!" Although he was some distance away, the rapidly extending iron rod immediately approached Maxman.

Maxman twisted to dodge, and at the same time a backhand shot forced Gajiru to dodge.

Although there were a lot of bullets that hit the enemy, they were never able to effectively break through the defense, and at most it made the iron guy feel a lot of pain. Maxman pouted in displeasure, which was the shortcoming of his refusal to use magic munitions. However, he had plenty of ammunition, patience, and confidence in his own strength, so he continued to shoot with his gun.

At this moment, another four-wheeled magic guide locomotive came speeding over at high speed. Not the vehicles of the base, Maxman frowned dissatisfiedly, when did his own defense zone become a sieve?

Immediately afterwards, a figure jumped from the car without the slightest slowdown, and pulled out a long afterimage and rushed towards the battle zone from a distance.

Either friend or foe!!" Marxman subconsciously raised the muzzle of his gun and fired a few shots at the figure, but was easily dodged by the other party - only slightly lowering his body.

The figure's lowered body almost touched the ground, but its speed was even further, as if it was flying close to the ground.

Curious, Maxman let go of Gajiru and turned his hand to focus on the figure.

When it came to Maxman's best attack distance, he stopped without warning. A slender sword was drawn from the scabbard pressed against his waist.

With the force under his waist, he twisted his body and swung his sword, and he actually cut off the three bullets flying in front of him at the same time.

What kind of sword is that? For the first time, Gajiru and Maxman's attention was drawn to the sword of the comer. Looking at the scabbard, you can see that it is an overgrown sword, and even the hilt of the sword is probably nearly two meters. And the sword body is amazingly thin, so thin that it is almost transparent, and you can't find the blade unless you look closely!

Can this kind of sword really be used in actual combat? No matter how you look at it, it's easy to break, right?

"I'll leave it to me, Gajiru, you get in the car and go to the royal capital with Natsu and the others to rescue your companions who have been turned into magic crystals. The sword-wielder said.

"Woz!" Gagiru was surprised, it was the first time he knew that Woz knew how to do swordsmanship, but he was not so surprised to think that this person was Woz, but he just reminded him, "You have to be careful, that impostor is very powerful." ”

Maxman looked at this side with great interest, but did not take the opportunity to attack: "Well? Is it me from Aslante? ”

The tip of Woz's sword hung down, and he looked at the similar-looking person opposite: "Woz Frenner, Fairy Tail Mage." ”

Maxman said, "Are you from the Wizards' Guild? Our position is the opposite, the Royal Government is specifically cleaning up the so-called guilds. ”

Gajiru saw that the two Watts had already confronted each other head-on, and the atmosphere began to become extremely solemn, and he couldn't help but secretly exclaim: Two perverted strongmen, let them fight themselves.

As Woltz had just said, he had more important things to do. Only dragon-slaying magic can unlock magic crystals and release guild members.

Thinking of this, Gajiru immediately left and ran towards the magic guide locomotive. The only bad thing is that it looks like Natsu is there too, and he is not the only savior.

"Your name is Wolds Frenner?" asked Maxman, "just call your name Frenner, or you'll always feel like you're calling yourself." ”

Wozping raised his sword: "Do you want to fight?" or say goodbye?"

"What are you kidding?" said Maxman, scoffing, "I'm annoyed by the imposter I've been calling for a long time." So, Woz, it's enough to have me, you're an impostor, die!"

The guns spewed out sparks abruptly, just as the muzzle of the guns swept past Frenner. This ability to find an opportunity to shoot at any time is the foundation of Maxman's strength. This extremely fast firing made all his previous opponents unable to defend against it.

On the other hand, Frenner's movements can be said to be very slow, swinging the long sword as if he was practicing ordinary sword swinging. The blade, whose length and position were unclear, miraculously sliced through all the bullets again.

"This can't be!" Even Maxman couldn't help but exclaim, the twelve bullets he fired weren't even in the same plane, how could they all be cut with a single sword?

The unbelieving Maxman fired again with all his might, each shot directed at the vital point of Frenner's body, and the precisely controlled time difference made it nearly impossible to completely dodge all the bullets.

However, the Frenner did not dodge, only staggered his steps slightly, and the invisible blade once again drew a graceful arc, slicing all twelve bullets open.

"What kind of sword is that, and what kind of swordsmanship?" Maxman looked at his opponent with a headache. For a while, there was no better way to break the situation.

In the same way, Woz Frenner has no better way to deal with this other "self". The opponent's bullet can be intercepted, but it is difficult to get closer to him. After a few rounds of probing, Frenner didn't have the slightest chance to close the distance. The melee weapon in his hand is a melee weapon, if he can't rely on it, even if his swordsmanship is good, what's the use?

He had the same problem that the player had when he fought the king of cards.

At the moment, the entire battle situation is controlled by the other side. If you don't break the deadlock, you may be hanged by the other party flying a kite all the way! Without the assistance of the automatic secretary, this kind of difficult technical action of sword slashing bullets Woz does not dare to guarantee that he will never make a mistake.

Maxman stepped back again, and after seeing Woz's miraculous sword over there, even if he was conceited, he didn't want to be approached easily.

It didn't take long for him to discover why Woz Frenner was able to intercept his bullets accurately.

"Because it's perfect. Marxman suddenly said, "It's true that I'm on that side, we're all perfectionists." ”

After Maxman fired another empty bullet, he stood in place, not in a hurry to continue the attack or to distance himself. On the contrary, he explained quite proudly: "My shooting trajectory has always only chosen the best attack route, if you simply rely on dodging, you will never be able to dodge all the bullets, even a strong warrior like Elusa will not dare to dodge my bullets, can only defend and block." No one has ever been able to block all my bullets in a single sword, except you, Frenner, because you also strive for perfection, and your swinging path is perfect......"

Woz Frenner continued: "So, I don't need to know exactly where you're going to attack, I just need to know myself, know all my flaws, and swing my sword in a targeted manner and wait for your bullets to hit me." ”

Frenner didn't stop, and continued to approach with his sword in his backhand: "So what? What are you going to do?"

With a shake of his hands, Maxman shook the wheels of both revolvers, and instead of reloading them, he pulled a chain from each of his wrist guards. He looked up and smiled pleasantly: "So, shoot randomly!"

Frenner scoffed: "The carefully calculated trajectory can't hit, you think it's okay to mess around?"

"I don't know if anyone else can do it, but I can!"

Woz suddenly felt a strong sense of threat, and immediately jumped backwards, and at the same time, the place where he was just now was covered in a dense rain of bullets. Looking at the past, the flame of Maxman's muzzle has not been broken, and a pair of revolvers have been hit by him with the effect of a metal storm.

"That's too much!" Woz broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing that the opposite side quickly changed the chain and pointed the gun at it, Woz could only move away from the firing line immediately.

If only it were Elusa...... Although Wox is on the run, he is not in a hurry, and he is still a little distracted. It seems that Elusa on both sides is very powerful.

It's a pity that he came through Lululua, and the magic book turned into a magic crystal instead of himself, so he had to come to hand-to-hand combat. Considering the rumors heard from the fairy tail here, Frenner already knew that this Woz was very strong, and sealed the vast majority of his strength to fight him? Woz smiled helplessly again, but at the moment he was the only one who could deal with him.

Woz knows very well that his pure physical fitness is probably the worst of all S-class magicians, and sealing his own magic power for a long time makes Woz's body unable to receive the blessing of magic like ordinary magicians; What Woz can rely on in hand-to-hand combat is his superior insight and precise control of his body, and he relies entirely on technique to compensate for his lack of physical fitness.

"But, now......" Woz smiled wryly and ran quickly, "the guy in front of me is also 'me'! In this way, my weapon is greatly disadvantaged. ”

For the first time, Woz was glad that he had practiced blood magic before. Although his blood magic has no combat magic other than a "Zealot Curse" that kills 1,000 enemies and self-inflicts 800 losses, it has a powerful effect on Woz's physical fitness. At the very least, it has greatly increased the speed of Woz's recovery.

But Woz was still very envious of Elusa at the moment: if it was Elusa, I am afraid that she would be able to approach the opponent and start a melee battle with just one charge. You know, Elusa is a strongman who can break through the speed of sound in an instant with just her leg strength.

Put the sword back into its sheath, the thin sword is very fragile, and it is better to protect it when not in use - random shooting is no longer something he can cut with his thin sword, he can only dodge. After all, it's magic!" Woz cried to himself.

There was a constant sound of gunfire and roar, interspersed with rhythmic pauses, which were reloading. Wadsmer counted 30 rounds per chain and 60 rounds for the twin guns.

With such an exaggerated play, is his bullets enough? Maxman doesn't seem to have used magic, does he have similar space magic to store bullets?

Waz looked around again, there was nothing to pay attention to Marxman himself, but not far behind him, there was also a magic locomotive.

Move the tool? or ...... Warehouses with spare bullets?

Woz's eyes lit up, and he immediately decided to destroy the magic locomotive, even if it didn't have Martman's spare ammunition on it, it was still his important tool of movement, right?

Waz didn't hide his intentions, and if he continued to consume like this, it would be to his detriment. Nor did Maxman hide from Woz that he attached importance to the Magic Locomotive, and retreated all the way to the side of the locomotive to protect it. Subconsciously, both of them regarded each other as their other selves and chose the most direct tactics. Because, he always knows himself best, and for two Woz, all deceptive tactics are unlikely to work. They compare who makes the mistake first.

Due to his proximity to the Magic Locomotive, Martmann's view was partially blocked by the body, and Wolds immediately began to take advantage of the blind spot behind Cartman's vision.

Maxman rolled over on the roof of the car, condescendingly.

Twenty meters, Wodds estimated the distance between them. Then lean over and press the sword.

Hey, do you want to draw your sword and cut it? Maxman still had the strength to look at it with interest, but with such a long sword body and a very fragile appearance, how could he make a sharp draw-and-slash?

The next moment, Maxman's eyes flickered, and Wolds disappeared where he had been, leaving only an empty scabbard to fall to the ground. Maxman's heart was awe-inspiring, and by the time he caught Woz again, he had already crossed most of the distance.

Maxman fired repeatedly, but a few tiny wobs from Woz's swift sweep dodged all the bullets.

Woz's strength is not good, but his explosive power in a short period of time is extremely strong, his empty-handed combat is practiced with the drunken eagle of the four hounds, and when he really breaks out, the "100-second superman" state can be tough with Elusa.

In the blink of an eye, Maxman lost the trace of Woz again, but without hesitation, he pressed the muzzle of his gun to the compartment under his feet and opened fire!

At the same time he heard a slight tearing sound, the roof of the car cracked under his feet, and the paper-thin blade slashed at the car's body and slashed at his leg. Maxman hurriedly jumped up and dodged.

Then Woz didn't continue to attack him, like a whirlwind, his swing speed instantly increased, as if completely ignoring the fragile sword body, the thin sword kept slicing through the body. By the time Maxman landed, his magic locomotive had been reduced to hundreds of pieces, and what made him even more heart-wrenching was the discovery of many severed bullets. While Woz was concentrating on destroying the locomotive and ammunition, Maxman's bullet finally hit him, and even Woz could barely avoid the vital point to dodge at such a close range, but could not block them all.

Forced to step back and pull away, Woz already had more than a dozen wounds on his body, but none of them hurt bones and internal organs, which can be regarded as minor injuries. Accordingly, he destroyed Maxmann's mobile tools and almost all of his spare ammunition.

As if aware of this, Maxman stopped pouring bullets with impunity, stopped firing frantically, and picked up the only remaining bullet pack from the wreckage. The face became ugly.

Although Woxz was injured, he seemed even happier at this time, completely ignoring the bleeding wound on his body, smiled and looked at the other party for a moment, and began to boldly approach Maxman. Due to ammunition limitations, Maxman had no choice but to let Woz get close to him to ensure his own hit rate.

But it's really dangerous to let that guy get close!" Maxman staggered, trying to pull himself up, and then began to turn and run away.