"Hmph, finally stopped running. *with*dream*small*say.lā"

At night, above the wall, a tall man in a blue leotard looked down at a tall woman in a black leotard.

The corners of the mouth are raised, and the movements full of explosive power release an undisguised beastly aura.

The beast's gaze is icy, cold to the prey that must be killed.

The woman didn't speak, just looked back at the man with similar eyes, her long purple hair fluttering in the wind, like a cruising snake.

Yes, looking back.

Although the woman wears an eyepatch on her face, the man can still feel the gaze coming through the blindfold.

The golden, erected, snake-like pupils are also aimed at the prey, ready to bite through the throat at any moment.

"Great, that's how it should be, I like sensible guys. ”

The corners of the man's mouth were crooked, and his frenzied face became more and more hideous.

The whirlwind howled, it was the murder weapon in the man's hand, a magic spear as red as blood.

"Laner's servant. ”

The woman finally spoke, in a low, cold and seductive voice.

"Exactly. You have the speed and mobility to match me, and you don't look like an Assassin, you're a Rider. ”

The woman nodded, in acknowledgement.

The man who smelled of beasts jumped off the wall, and although he didn't put on a stance, the murderous aura on his body was getting stronger and stronger.

"Get on your horse, rider, I'll wait a little longer. ”

Ride didn't do what laner asked him to do, and certainly didn't do anything.

She was still standing on her feet, and she had an extra weapon in her right hand.

It was a scythe, about the same length as Laner's Vermilion Magic Spear, but far less ornate in shape and style.

The killing intent in Laner's body was transformed into substance.

"Ahhh

Rider didn't answer. There is nothing to say to the enemy, and even if there is, it is not through words, but through weapons.

In the next second, Rider's body disappeared from the spot, and the scythe blade in his hand rolled up a tornado.

The black cavalry galloped like a bullet that blended into the night, nay, more terrifying than a bullet.

However, in the face of such an attack, Laner did not panic in the slightest, and was even in the mood to mock.

"Idiot—"

The oncoming gunshot hit accurately blocked the running scythe.

If the galloping rider is a whirlwind, then the tip of the spear is a storm.

The black bullet was stopped.

"—I'm obviously a cavalryman, but I have to play with guns in front of the spearmen, I'm really underestimated. ”

Laner's personality is the same as his marksmanship, like a blazing fire, shortening the distance after blow, not knowing how to stop.

Shortening the distance is suicidal for a weapon that grows up, and using the distance to suppress the enemy and control the battle is the battle of the spearman.

However, that is just common sense, and it will not work for this battle.

The length of the weapons of the two is the same, and the distance is equal, and the performance of the weapon is equal.

What's more, this blue spearman is not an ordinary spearman, and the distance in the general sense makes little difference to him.

Throat, shoulders, eyebrows, heart.

Vermilion's magic spear had no loopholes, and it was not even possible to see the gap in return.

Strong, very strong, very strong.

Almost in the blink of an eye, offense and defense were reversed.

The rider who took the initiative to attack was suppressed and brought into the rhythm of Laner.

Pick up, pick up, speed up.

Laner's gun got faster and faster, and eventually even the afterimage was gone.

Under such a fierce attack, the rider completely lost the initiative and could only keep parrying. If it weren't for the power to overwhelm Laner, she would have been wounded by Vermilion's magic spear.

Even so, Rider was defeated and supported quite hard, and the position of the two of them was transferred from under the wall at the beginning to the square in front of the main school building.

One side takes the initiative to advance.

The other side passively retreats.

More than 100 shots were shot in one go, and Laner's stormy shooting paused slightly.

This is also a matter of course, even servants who are beyond common sense have limits, and this kind of high-intensity onslaught cannot last forever.

Seizing this opportunity, the rider pushed his speed to the limit and stepped back.

However, Laner's gun is faster than her.

“！！！”

A trace of pain appeared on her beautiful face, which was covered by an eye patch and only half exposed.

It was caused by the vermilion magic spear grazing the body, although it was not the tip of the gun, only a part of the handle of the gun, but the power contained in the gun did penetrate the body of the rider.

Although Laner's previous marksmanship was based on thrusts, the basic tactics of the gun were swings.

The wide sweep of a large object is inherently impossible for people to dodge.

If you don't retreat fast enough, you won't be able to escape the distance between the guns, and if you try to counterattack and give up the dodge, you will be cut open in the abdomen.

But if you easily step forward and are swung by the long handle of the gun, the ribs will be easily broken.

Rider was so confused by Laner's thrust that he neglected to defend against his swing - and the distance provided the best room for the swing.

As it turned out, as a spearman, Laner had no shortcomings in marksmanship, whether it was a thrust or a swing, he was easy to come by, and he was impeccable.

"Misstepping. ”

A flash of chagrin flashed through Rider's heart. However, it is too late to be upset now.

Although the force on the gun only halted her movements in a way that a normal person would never be able to catch, in this moment, Laner sprinted away again and released another strong blow.

The furious combo is repeated, this time no longer a simple thrust, but a combination of various gun skills.

A stormy swing, a rain of guns in a straight line.

It's not just speed, it's power.

Not only power, but also ingenuity.

Not only ingenious, but also instinctive.

Heart, technique, body, Laner integrated all of this into the spear technique, opening up a vacuum within the reach of the Vermilion Magic Spear.

Needless to say, this is the spear technique of the God's Domain.

The only thing that can compete with it is the same skill of the Divine Domain.

Unfortunately, Rider doesn't have such skills, and while her scythe-wielding skills are by no means bad, and she has an advantage in strength, she is still too pale before a single shot from a gun that surpasses the limits of humans.

If it were any other spearman, she could still rely on her first-class agility and mobility to open up a guerrilla attack, but the spearman in front of her was different, as he said at the moment-

"Don't try to escape, the average speed is that you are superior, but in terms of instant explosion, you are not my opponent. The moment you try to escape, my magic spear will pierce your heart - although it won't change the outcome if you don't run away. Hawkers, maybe you will have a different ending when you ride a horse, but unfortunately, I won't give you such a chance. If you want to hate, hate your own stupidity!"

PS: Rape young man on the fifteenth of this month, that is, tomorrow's birthday, it is said that the starting point of the day's reward is not divided, all of it is the author's, and if you have the intention to reward, please put it on that day to reward, thank you.