Chapter Seventy-Three: One Against Four (2)
There may be scum among the members of the Round Table, but they are by no means weak, if Elizabeth and the others only rely on the status of nobles, then they will not be able to enter the Round Table, they can become members of the Round Table, partly because of their status, and most of the reason is because of their ability.
A member of the Round Table must be a leader in a particular field, or someone with some particular power.
Elizabeth's round table name is "Solomon", and her family's strength, in addition to its quick recitation ability, is a contract. Legend has it that Elizabeth's ancestors once swept away the demons of the world in the Dark Ages, but instead of sending all the demons he defeated back to hell, the ancestor locked them away through a special contract or seal, and after hundreds of years, these demons compromised with Elizabeth's family in order to gain freedom, they would answer the call, complete a mission, and after completing the mission, Elizabeth would send them back to hell according to the contract.
This is the same as the legendary "King Solomon" who enslaved and drove the demon gods, and Elizabeth successfully joined the Round Table through this unique ability, and the name of the Round Table "Solomon" refers to her ability to drive demons like Solomon.
At this moment, Fenglong's vision was still blocked, but Fenglong knew that there were many demons mixed in these fogs, even if he couldn't see or hear them, but the terrifying momentum and killing intent emitted by these monsters made his heart tighten.
"Damn, isn't this kind of thing supposed to be dealt with at home? You guys are really going to give me a problem, I can't save some gas now, your uncle, if it wasn't for the ...... before" Fenglong obviously has his own troubles, seeing these demons, he really regrets that he was too inflated before, and only wore body armor, and should have brought all the crosses, holy water, Bibles, Buddha beads, and Kaiguang jade pendants.
Elizabeth took a breath, summoning demons is a very energy-consuming thing, there has been no demon in the world for a long time, so the list of demons on her family heirloom contract is actually one less, her Solomon's round table name is actually very indecent, Galahad is an existence that surpasses his own round table name itself, and Fenglong directly uses his own name as the round table name, so it seems that she can summon neither as many demons as King Solomon, nor as strong as the demon gods under King Solomon, these demons have uneven abilities and strengths, and they are still consumablesγ
She summoned 8 high-ranking demons in one go, these demons were the first demons captured by the ancestors who created the contract, and their abilities were very powerful, but at this moment, Elizabeth did not know if she could deal with the dragon. The rumors about this man are too rife, and no one dares to say that he can win the number one killer of this round table without fail.
"Charlie, I need your help, can your spell still work?" asked Elizabeth, their sight and senses were not affected in the white mist, so she could communicate with her teammates fluently.
"Yes, but what about Ruth?" Charlie nodded, and at this time he could also see that it seemed that there were four of them, and they had a great advantage, but in fact, it was still the dragon that drove them into a corner.
"You use the curse to reduce his physical abilities first, and then Ruth, can you sneak up on him in the fog? Elizabeth asked with a pale face, and at this time she didn't know if she could do enough damage to the dragon, the demons were hiding in the white mist, waiting for an opportunity, and the smell of sulfur in the air had begun to fill.
"I'll try. Charlie replied with little confidence, and the man pulled out a wand and began to chant incantations.
Charlie Felton, the Curse Master of the Round Table, is proficient in all forbidden curses and is also a very powerful spell solver, and he was the best of wizards to break curses before the birth of the dragon. The name of the round table is "Tutankhamun".
His curse is as amazing as his skill at unraveling it, and no one wants to provoke him in battle and lead to his pervasive curse.
Charlie Felton began to chant, generally curses require a strong medium and careful preparation, but this man does not need to, his research on curses has reached its peak, and he himself has even brought the concept of a walking curse master, his curse does not need a medium, does not need preparation, as long as he can see the other party.
This is a variant of the curse of the evil eye, which can rain down a terrible curse on a person enough to kill them just by looking at and chanting.
"Your uncle's! Who is cursing labor and management!" "How do you know that the unexpected situation happened again, these curses obviously had no warning before the attack, and there was an essential difference from the spells flying around, but as soon as Charlie's eyes focused on Fenglong's body, the comedian shouted with a dissatisfied face, as if he knew that someone was cursing him with a curse?
"Can you look like a man!" Feng Long's hand pressed on the hilt of the long knife, but the expression on his face became more and more solemn.
"He's scared of a chance! Come on!" Ruth laughed, Fenglong's arm trembled, obviously affected by Charlie's curse, this man was already difficult to hold a knife, how could he give up this opportunity at this time?
The demons roared at the same time, and under the interference of the white mist, these roars seemed to come from all directions, and the face of the bladed dragon changed, and there were already several thick arms, with sharp claws, rushing towards the bladed dragon.
"That's why I said, you're too young~You've been deceived~" Fenglong's solemn expression suddenly changed, and Ruth only felt a chill rise in his heart.
"Second Innate, Open!" An invisible momentum rose from the body of the bladed dragon, and the white mist was squeezed by this momentum and retreated towards the edge of the conference room, revealing everyone's figures in an instant, including those few demons with strong bodies and hideous shapes.
"Hello, will you laugh?" Fenglong formed a five-finger knife in his left hand, stabbing a demon in the throat like electricity. A standard marker. This technique is common in Wing Chun, where it is generally used to hit the weak parts of the human body, such as the eyes, throat, and acupoints.
But unlike the Wing Chun marker, the Blade Dragon's target is a demon's throat.
Five fingers like electricity, like bullets, pierced the demon's throat, scorching blood like a fountain on the back of the demon's thick neck, this blow not only destroyed the demon's throat, but also pierced the demon's entire neck with one finger.
The man didn't have time to breathe, and the long knife in his other hand had already used the classic Eight Swords First Form.
This style is called the "head-on big splitting blade", which was originally the knife technique of the big knife, but now in the hands of the dragon, it is also powerful to be used with a ritual knife like Suzaku, and the other demon on his side was cut off by him from the beginning, together with the skeletal muscles, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror, and the wound scorched by the scorching blade of the Suzaku did not shed a drop of blood.
"What kind of monster is this?" Charlie swallowed, this dragon was strong enough to break through his expectations, if he was proficient in magic, or if his fighting skills were amazing, then he could understand, but now it seemed that if he was not as powerful as an ox and could tear a lion and tiger with strength, how could he cut the demon in half like cutting tofu?
It is rumored that he fought hand-to-hand with a third-generation werewolf, and when the werewolf's corpse was recovered, his whole body was crushed and fractured, and they initially speculated that this werewolf was pushed off the cliff by the dragon and fell like this, but now it seems that it is very likely that this guy fought like that with his bare hands. This guy is not human at all!
The demon whose throat had been cut in the throat fell blindly, and Fenglong carried the long knife behind him in a beautiful "Night Battle" Tibetan knife style.
"Okay, now I'll be able to see you clearly, hiding behind these little toys, is it enough to see? We even dare to fight gods, let alone these low-level demons, it's not that I insult them, their ability to warm me up is not enough. Fenglong said with a smile.
This sentence is not a lie, the dangerous demons that need to be captured by multiple executors were easily eliminated by him, and one of them was still killed by his bare hands with his fingers.
"This seems to be Wing Chun, I just watched Ip Man a few days ago!" Ruth swallowed, only to feel that his eyes were dazzled.
"Don't care about any boxing, none of the Chinese martial arts I've seen can fight, it's just a show. "Celtic wants to motivate his teammates.
"But he can obviously play, what should we do?" Elizabeth saw that the demons she used as hole cards were instantly eliminated two, and for a while she didn't know how long the remaining six could last under Green's men.
"Can't the Bloody Council come to the back? His combat power, if it weren't for the second generation, he wouldn't be able to hold it back!" Charlie asked.
Seltic scolded angrily, "Don't be stupid, it's still daytime at this time, and it's impossible for the people of the Bloody Council to come here." β
"So what should we do?" Ruth lost his opinion, and the situation that he thought had an advantage just now suddenly seemed hopeless to him, this guy was just playing them just now.
"Didn't you bring a firearm?" Seltic scolded as he replaced the pistol in his hand with a new magazine, he didn't expect that the weapon that could hurt this guy now was actually this technological weapon in his hand, which was really ridiculous. Read a book for a long time
Elizabeth interrupted at this time: "Don't talk nonsense, we have to fight hard, or we will die!"
"I agree. Celtic took off his robes, revealing a strange suit of armor.
"I have Achilles' armor, but I don't know how long I can resist him, everyone, fight for our survival!" said Seltic.
The six remaining demons swooped towards Lin Moyang at the same time, and Elizabeth gritted her teeth and continued to summon the remaining demons, the demons continued to charge towards the blade dragon, and the vermilion bird in the blade's hand swung up, and the sky was covered with inky black blood brought out by the blade.
Ru Mingkai and Natasha stared at the door of the conference room, and from behind the heavy wooden door came the roar of men, and the wild laughter and spitting of the dragon.
"Does this guy talk so much when he fights?" Natasha asked with a frown, this wooden door was still soundproofed before, but since the white smoke came out of the crack in the door, the soundproofing was removed, and they could not only hear the cool sound of the blade tearing flesh and blood, but also hear the dragon's sassy words as if talking cross talk.
"Hmm...... Haven't you seen the record of that night? When he fought Kiplin, he talked a lot, and it was okay today. Luo Mingkai said with a smile, in their research, the combined combat power of these four round table members only slightly threatened the front dragon, but the gunfire that came before made them a little uneasy, guns are not good at dealing with divine beasts and fantasy species, but they are stable against humans.
At this time, there was a gasp behind them, and Lin Moyang, supported by Moira, came to the door of the conference room, and then he was frightened by the Luo Mingkai and Natasha outside the door.
"Yo, you're in good spirits, did you come out for a walk?" said with a smile.
Natasha frowned: "The recovery speed is quite fast, it doesn't look like the self-healing ability has disappeared, your ability has recovered?"
But soon Natasha shook her head and denied her claim: "No, your face is wrong, there is an external force to help you recover." β
Seeing that Natasha was safe and sound, Lin Moyang asked a little strangely: "Didn't you say that you were all arrested and ready for trial? Why are you outside?" Soon Lin Moyang heard the sound of fighting in the conference room, and there was a particularly rampant complaint.
"Brother Fenglong...... Is he here?" asked Lin Moyang with some hesitation.
"Well, he's fighting the traitors of the four Round Tables inside, but it won't take long. Natasha said, "Wait, since it's here." β
Lin Moyang nodded.
Soon, the voices in the conference room fell silent, and red blood flowed down the crack in the door, forming a bright red mark on the floor.
The door to the conference room creaked open. A strong smell of blood came to my face.
Lin Moyang looked into the conference room, and his face suddenly turned pale.
The empty conference room was filled with stout, black, broken bodies that belonged to monstrous monsters. The floor had already been soaked in blood, and there were several more blood holes on Fenglong's body, and he walked out of the conference room with the pale Elizabeth in his hand, and casually threw Elizabeth to Natasha: "I still don't want to do it to a woman, so I'll leave this woman to you." β
Fenglong swept his eyes and saw Lin Moyang, who was pale, and immediately showed a happy expression: "Ah, Xiao Linzi, it's great that you're fine, look at you like this, you're in a good state." β
He reached out and wanted to pat Lin Moyang's shoulder, but as soon as his hand was raised, it hurt so much that he grinned in pain.
"Your uncle, times have changed, sir, haven't they? This firearm wasn't so fierce back then......" Fenglong muttered something as he reached out to dig something out of the blood hole in his body.
"Shhh...... I knew that I wouldn't strengthen my physical strength, and it was really uncomfortable to get stuck in it, so I might as well break through......" Fenglong grumbled, pulling out the bullet from the bullet hole and throwing it to the floor.
"Okay, hurry up, infirmary, the old man needs a blood transfusion, the old man needs to be rescued!" the man took out all the bullets on his body for himself, and then he fell to the floor with a chirp, rolling and groaning.
"......" Natasha and Luo Mingkai glanced at each other, their frosty faces were a lot darker, this thing is too undisciplined, this is clearly acting!
"Hey, hey, do you have any sympathy, I just got shot a dozen times, and you let me lie on the floor and bleed to death?" Seeing that the three of them had no intention of calling someone to save him, Feng Long jumped up from the ground again, squinting his eyes and asked.
"You've only been shot a dozen times, I guess you killed more than 50 demons in one go, right?" Yu Mingkai glanced at the bloodied conference room, just the demon corpses in his sight, there were more than 10 corpses that could be put together, and the Elizabeth family's belongings could be regarded as being cleaned up by him alone.
"I'm going to die if I'm shot!" Fenglong complained with an innocent face.
"Then I'll just want to try, let me make up a few more shots. He drew his pistol and joked.
"A good man spares his life!, you will be my father from now on!" Fenglong hurriedly begged for mercy, which made people shocked, "Why didn't I think this bullet was so fast and so difficult to dodge, I really didn't have the strength anymore." β
"Don't pretend, Your Excellency, your wounds are beginning to heal on their own, and their self-healing ability is more than ten times stronger than that of your agent. He put away his pistol and pointed to the bloody hole on Fenglong's body, "If I really dare to shoot, I will die." β
"Eh, hey, hey, it's good that you're a smart person~" Fenglong smiled, he took off his clothes that were about to turn into rags and tattered body armor, revealing his chest, the blood hole on his body was visibly squirming, and the injury was healing rapidly, this speed had never been seen in Lin Moyang at his peak, except for Lin Moyang, who got the fire last time and entered the sage mode.
"But it's easy to leave a scar, I'd better deal with it, it's not good if this body has a scar or the wrong internal organs, I feel like my stomach has been punched out, I still have to go to the infirmary to see, where is your infirmary?" Fenglong asked.
"Let your agent take you there, he just came out of there, and it's just right, we still have to take care of the endgame for you. Natasha pointed at Lin Moyang.
"Okay, I'll listen to you obediently, and I won't destroy the structure of this castle......," Fenglong said proudly, but before he could finish his sentence, the wooden door of the conference room snapped and fell into a pool of blood.
"Ahem, when I opened the door just now, I didn't lift the strengthened state, and I didn't control the strength in my hands, you can compensate for me, I've been poor lately. Feng Long smiled shyly, and was about to run away: "By the way, Xiao Linzi, you come with me, I have two things to give you, and you have a lot of questions to ask me, right?" Feng Long blinked.
Natasha said to Lin Moyang knowingly: "Don't take him to the infirmary yet, your own master, take care of it yourself." β
This is said categorically, Lin Moyang can't help but be upright: "Yes...... I'll be going to ...... right away."