Volume 13 Seals! A sigh from the Abyss Gate! Chapter 17: The Battle of Talents! (10)
Charlemagne punched out, and the violent fighting spirit roared and rushed towards the boy's head, the boy raised his arm in panic to parry, and a sound of bones shattering came, his right arm twisted in a strange way, and then the whole person was rushed out by a wave of air.
When he was still in mid-air, he suddenly heard Charlemagne let out an earth-shattering roar, and a strange wave rippled throughout the audience, and it seemed that the air was also tumbling with it.
Black Widow's face changed drastically, and she clearly remembered that this strange and strange power was so powerful that it was definitely not something that her fragile body could bear.
The reason why she dared to run out with confidence just now was because she thought that such an unbelievable power was definitely with the help of some kind of prop, just like she used a magic scroll, Charlemagne would never have much on him, and even if he had, he would definitely not be able to use it a second time in a short time.
This is indeed a very reasonable inference according to common sense, but there are always things in this world that are accidental and incomprehensible according to normal thinking, and it only takes one time to end her long-established faith and life.
"Die!"
Charlemagne was clearly ready to fight his way, one of his faces bordering on madness with rage, and Black Widow watched as one of Charlemagne's feet lifted up and fell again.
This time, it seemed that the whole world was shaking.
A yellow light spread in all directions centered on Charlemagne, rippling out like a ripple of water, and everywhere it passed, whether it was masonry or the surface, was overturned by a violent force, and spread towards the place where Black Widow stood.
At the same time that Charlemagne began to raise his legs, Luo Lan, who was far away, also began to bend over, lean over, and press his knees. With a loud explosion, the masonry under his feet clicked and shattered, and the whole person had turned into a streamer of light and flew out. He instantly crossed the space of dozens of meters, and was in the air, but the rapid speed produced a viscous sluggishness like in the water, and everything seemed to be slowed down in his eyes, in his eyes. The boy's body seemed to be tumbling and floating in the water, and the direction it flew was a solid wall.
Luo Lan stretched out his hand and gently supported the young man's back, pushing the forward speed of his body into a huge force to push the young man to a relatively gentle field, and Luo Lan's toes were like skimming water, a little ground, "boom", the ground obviously felt trembling, and a shallow pit appeared in the position of the step, at this time it was no longer possible to clear Luo Lan's body, and all he could feel was just a flash of light. A vague glimpse.
Black Widow's eyes were filled with despair. But suddenly. Her whole body involuntarily flew into the air. Then the wind pressure almost choked her breathing. It felt as if the force was about to squeeze the earth gas out of his body completely. Then the body is flattened alive.
Is this death?
The thought flashed through Black Widow's mind. Then she suddenly felt a lightness in her body. Then it flew into the air again. After drifting for some distance, it sinks abruptly. He fell to the ground again. The tumbling body was on the hard and rough floor, and the bricks and stones were rubbing a hot pain. Then there was a slight collision between the head and something. I don't know anything.
Charlemagne stumbled forward. The originally ruddy face was now dead ash. It is as if the blood rich in life force has been drained from the inside of the body. The burly body still stood there. But it feels like it's just an empty shell. It's as if you're going to fall down with a slight push.
Behind him, the light of the portal became more and more dim. It seems like it will collapse at any moment. But with an eagle roar passing behind him. But he had a smug smile on his face.
on the ground. The figure of the little girl Miranda has disappeared without a trace.
He still succeeded after all, and at the moment when the talent was activated, he did not hesitate to give the order to let the long-awaited Wind Eagle grab the little girl and quickly pass through the portal.
Now that there are no more ties, and he only has to face Lantiston alone, it is obviously much easier to get out than before.
He had gambled on this impromptu plan when he was forced to do so. I just didn't expect it to succeed. It seems that luck is still on their side.
Although the serious consumption of his vitality caused by the successive activation of talents in a short period of time has already made him unable to stand on his feet. But with a little more effort, I was barely able to use it one last time. His mouth secretly showed a sinister smile, and his real killer weapon had not been exposed at this time.
He was confident that Lantiston would be absolutely unprepared if he attacked by surprise.
A line of time, as long as you can get this line of time, you have a great chance of successfully escaping.
Charlemagne spat with a snort, and the fighting spirit in his heart was ignited again, he straightened up, slowly puffed up his chest, and stood firmly, with a victorious gaze in his eyes.
"Bishop Lantiston, it's a pity. Charlemagne smiled and said, "Although I don't know what it is, with the speed and strength you showed, if it weren't for saving those two guys, I wouldn't have been able to send that little girl away." ”
"It's okay," Luo Lan smiled slightly, and said, "My target is not that little girl, what I'm interested in is actually the secret of Mr. Charlemagne, if you can, by the way, I want to know why you want to arrest that little girl." ”
Charlemagne was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed slightly, and the uneasy feeling of being preyed on that he had just ignored appeared again, and he took a step back vigilantly, and said tentatively: "When did the Holy See become interested in these things?"
"I don't know if the Holy See is interested in any of this, but you just need to know that I'm interested. Luo Lan smiled faintly and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if the little girl was taken away, because the other place of the teleportation array must be a passage temporarily set up by Mrs. Semehill, and it will not be too far from here, and it is absolutely impossible for the Wind Eagle to carry a person to fly a long way, and without your order, I believe it will not fly at will, so I dare to conclude." They must be on the other side of the portal and waiting, so it must be easy for them to wait and find you as long as they take you down. ”
Charlemagne's face changed drastically, and the truth was as the other party said, without his order, it would be impossible for the wind eagle to fly away with people alone. His eyes flickered, and he quietly stepped back.
"I advise you not to pay attention to running away, stay honestly, and even if you want to leave, I'm afraid you will be powerless. Luo Lan looked at him and sighed: "Your strength and energy are seriously depleted, and you are extremely sleepy even standing now, let alone fighting with me?"
Charlemagne didn't speak, his grim face shifted, his heels slightly off the ground.
"What, don't you still admit defeat?" Luo Lan raised his eyebrows. "Until now, the only thing you can rely on seems to be the only thing left that natural divine skill," he touched his chin, as if talking to himself, and said, "Well, if I see it right, your natural divine skill should be used through physical contact with the ground." Although the power is strong, the method of cracking it is actually very simple, you only need to not contact the ground at the moment of activation. ”
Charlemagne's throat rolled, a look of horror flashed through his eyes, and he took a step back.
Luo Lan continued to take care of himself: "It can be seen that your talent cannot be used at will, but the power needs to be transmitted with the help of something, which is very interesting, maybe these mediums can be walls. It can be water or metal, but the ground can be the best or the most perfect thing to use as a tool, so you usually only use the ground to release your power. Well, in that case, I'm afraid this talent doesn't have to use its feet to cast it. Your hands, your body, and even your fingers can do it, but the power varies from one to the next, am I right?"
Charlemagne's heart throbbed. I couldn't help but be a little flustered in my eyes.
"But for a skill of Mr. Charlemagne's. Obviously, you are also very aware of the strengths and weaknesses of this talent, and with the limitations of these conditions. When encountering an opponent of equal strength, this talent can only be used as a certain aid. It cannot be used as a primary means of attack, such as restricting the opponent to a certain area or the ground, or as a surprise attack, otherwise this talent will not be very effective when prepared. ”
From the beginning of Luo Lan's speech, Charlemagne retreated all the way, the more he listened, the more his heart sank, and the self-confidence he had just built up was instantly crushed by Luo Lan's words, and his fighting spirit fell to the freezing point, he began to look left and right, intending to find a suitable time to escape, but his hand quietly touched his back, there was also a teleportation scroll there, as long as he could pull it open in time, he could leave here.
But, damn it!
He suddenly remembered Landiston's strange speed, and before he could tear the scroll open, he was afraid that it would have turned into a piece of waste paper, and if the talent didn't work, he wouldn't be the opponent's opponent at all with his current physical strength.
Charlemagne's breathing began to be short, both the portal and the teleportation scroll were within easy reach, but none of him dared to use them, and beads of sweat began to ooze from his head.
There must be a way, there must be a way......
"Poof!"
Surprisingly, he actually half-knelt down and whispered, "Bishop Lantiston, I, I am willing to surrender." ”
"Oh, yes? I'm pleased. Luo Lan nodded, revealing a hint of a smile.
"Yes. Charlemagne's eyes flickered, and his two hands on the ground gradually began to appear green, he decided to take a risk, at this time he couldn't help but snicker, it seems that although the other party's mouth is very good, but in fact, there is no defense, as long as there is a little more time, a little bit, I can ......
"But," Luo Lan suddenly sighed at this time, and said, "It seems that some people don't want to." ”
Charlemagne was stunned, and his face was puzzled: "Who?"
"I disagree!"
The half-dead boy who was lying on the ground suddenly jumped up, he roared wildly, holding a dagger that had just been brought out of Charlemagne's body, and rushed towards the man who had snatched his sister.
"Die!"
Charlemagne's eyes widened, and he wanted to move, but he was powerless, and could only watch as the dagger got closer and closer to him, and then thrust into his chest with a thud.
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