Chapter Twenty-Seven: Two Rites Kill Each Other

"Do you want to escape?"

Liangyi asked in a low voice, and with a wave of his hand, he killed the smoke screen that obstructed his vision, but the moment the dust cleared, it was the knight's knee that broke through the air. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Wrong answer"

Not excited, nor depressed, the knight's voice was equally cold.

Neither of the men at war cared about the type of their lives.

It's not about death, it's about not caring about life.

One is a heroic spirit who doesn't matter if he dies as long as he can realize his dreams, and the other is a gifted killer who can kill meaningless people and won't get bored.

There is no point in fighting, but it is full of contradictions and ideological necessity.

The knee slammed into the stomach of the two ceremonies.

Although he blocked the knee with his hands in the last moment, and counterattacked with a knife, it was just an ordinary cut because he didn't have time to aim at the death line in a hurry.

"Tsk..."

At the first blow, the arm began to wail, and the lungs began to resist the work in pain.

But the blood of the two rituals is gradually boiling.

"What, I didn't run."

Wiping the blood from the corners of her mouth, the black-haired beauty smiled a little maniacally.

It's so nice...

It's worth killing...

The two ceremonies were heartily happy.

Not long after I was discharged from the hospital, who was I? Why did I show up here? I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

I am a two-ritual, and I came here to fight against the murderer who killed a few gangsters, and I know it clearly, and there is no such thing as confusion.

However, the maiden was delighted by the encounter with the knight.

Unlike Kuroki, this is not a subtle reunion where you can't even tell the colors.

The other party is not like Kuroki Kanya who will confuse his own characters.

However, it is a very good opponent.

You don't need to know the name, you don't have to care about the idea, you just need to fight each other and kill each other.

People who don't have any meaning in the first place have only one way to witness to each other.

It's killing each other.

Kill, kill, kill, kill.

Kill you, you die, so I'm alive, the idea of killing ghosts is not so simple, their worldview is full of joy and poetry of life.

No one understands the boundaries of life and death better than murderers.

Because, from the very beginning, they were actually the living on the side of the dead.

Then, just the second after the attack stopped, the confrontation began again.

A young man in a long trench coat rushed over with two guns. The long barrels of the spears staggered into the words x behind him, and the two ceremonies reacted after just one glance at the overlapping order.

'Left hand?'

The barrel of the gun in the left hand is stacked on top of the barrel of the gun in the right hand. It's not that you can't use your right hand first, but there's no doubt that the threat will be super low, even if it's a temporary response.

The two ceremonies stepped on the concrete ground and jumped over.

The ground had become shattered because of the knight's stepping on the ground just now, and when the force was exerted under his feet, the ground he touched had already reached the end of his life.

The cracked asphalt floor was shaking, and it was more crooked as the two ceremonies leaped out.

However, there is no need to focus on it.

The girl who flew over, a red jacket turned into a gorgeous red mark in the air, and a hunter as agile as a cheetah swooped down on Rod's left.

"It's so direct, even if you guess correctly, it's useless!"

And Rhodes simply and neatly gave a response.

He didn't stop, and at the same time that the knee was successful, he had already rushed again, and as expected, his left pistol stabbed out, making a black mark in the air.

I tried to slash it, but the moment before it hit, the body of the gun shook abnormally.

“！？”

The two ceremonies' eyes widened as they watched as the blade slipped away from the line of death and landed on the perfect barrel of the gun, stirring up a spark.

Crooked!?What's going on!?

The astonishment lasted for a sixth of a second, and then the girl finally figured out what had happened in that moment.

It's a shock!

At the last moment when the girl swung the knife, Rodriten used force to shake the barrel of the gun, causing the entire body of the gun to vibrate, and the knife aimed at the dead line of the gun barrel was offset by about one centimeter.

And it is this centimeter that distinguishes the dividing line between whether the barrel of the gun is broken or intact.

"Drink!!"

Angry shouting, the girl's strength is very different from that of a knight, even if it is limited to the realm of people, it is still an existence that the girl cannot match.

It didn't matter if the gun was framed, under the vigorous swing, the girl's body was pushed away alive, and the distance was far away. The hand holding the knife was not only numb from the shock.

But even then, the danger has only just begun.

The two ceremonies were in the air about three meters above the ground, their eyes were round, and they watched, and the knight made a decisive throwing action!

-Holding the gun upside down in his left hand, his body and arms are projected in a T-shape.

The knight bent back, reminiscent of the bow.

The two ceremonies recalled the strange power of that guy, and they couldn't help but feel numb in their scalps.

'Don't be hit by this one!'

You don't have to think about it, you know, if you get shot, I'm afraid there will be no drama.

Gotta dodge! Whatever the method!

The burning heat of the brain marrow makes the eyeballs seem to be on fire, and the moment of life and death, ideas, calculations, and anything is useless, just the primitive instinct of the wild, and the girl has already made a move.

Leaned down like a beast, landed on all fours, and galloped forward.

"Drink—!!"

The knight threw his spear, and the air-clearing blow swept through the sky with a raptor-like roar.

The abnormal flow of air was rolled up, and the force of the spiral formed a subtle cyclone.

Like a tornado, a blow from the common sense of physics flashed from the side of the two ceremonies that were dodged for the first time.

Leaning down with all her might, the beastly girl was too late and didn't dare to raise her head.

The feeling of the wind sweeping through the scalp makes people feel cold, as if the bone marrow has been drawn, and even the feet are numb.

But the girl didn't stop.

The pale blue color in his eyes became more and more intense, and just by looking at it, even the heroic spirit shuddered slightly.

"Didn't hit?"

The moment he throws, the result is already known, after all, although he is outstanding, the opponent is still not a heroic spirit, even if he limits his strength, eyes and experience, Rhodes is still a strength above the level.

Rushing forward, he once again attacked the girl. Techniques that have already been used once still work. There is no way to temporarily change the direction of the knife's attack in a few tenths of a second, and it can only be relied on luck to cut off Rod's blade.

Ping Pong!!

In the sparks, the girl in the blue kimono and red jacket kept stepping back, her hands accumulating soreness from the impact again and again.

It won't go on like this.

Liangyi knew this very well.

If this continues, there is only one result, that is, his hand can no longer hold the knife, and then, he is killed by a blow.

"Still thinking nonsense?"

-- But even that kind of thinking is not allowed.

While thinking, the enemy had already rushed up, and in his empty eyes, he was obviously saying ridiculous words, but he didn't even have the slightest smile.

No, not just the absence of a smile, but the absence of any emotion.

Pure weapons of war are nothing more than that, right? nothing but fighting, no mistakes, no matter how it has always been, or simply because of fighting.

Such an enemy has aroused Liangyi's fighting spirit.

'Trying to kill him'

Such thoughts cannot be stopped.

Just thinking about it, the brain is already burning.

The two ceremonies are murderers who have never killed anyone, and the man in front of him doesn't know how many he has killed.

A little jealous, a little annoyed?

I don't know, because since waking up, or for the first time.

"Really, I'm going to be scolded for it..."

The black knight has attacked mercilessly, although he can barely see the action, but the kind of battle that is too perfect, whether it is the heart, body, and skills are coordinated to unimaginable, is it really a human being?

Leaning over, the blade and the barrel of the gun rubbed again.

It's about to break.

Glancing at the blade, even Seiko's metal weapon can't help such a high-intensity battle, and it is unknown whether the next attack will break or not.

It can't be delayed.

Even if you pay the price, you must take him.

The two ceremonies silently made up their minds.

Even if it fails, it's just death, are the two ceremonies afraid of death?

Asked myself a little.

Ahh

Kill each other, as for finding yourself and killing others, isn't it too capricious?

'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going to take a little risk.'

I just don't know why, obviously at such a critical juncture, what flashed in the girl's mind was the black smiling figure.

"Really..."

So, I complained again...