BGM: The Exorcist's Stronghold 2nd Movement (Hiroyuki Sawano)

The black thorn spear fell from the sky like the punishment of the Nine Heavens, and the tail of the thorn spear was connected with hundreds of black ribbons, which were like the flames of a jet plane, providing a huge forward momentum to the tip of the gun.

It can be said that it is already a nidal blow that cannot be dodged.

With a shark-like sly and vicious smile on his lips, W is the kind of bad guy who can be seen at a glance, and he looks like a treacherous and lewd villain. The first impression is very poor. If he had been touched while walking at night, eight out of ten people would have suspected him of being a criminal and would have stayed away. And the remaining two will only be convinced that he is a criminal and call the police.

In fact, he is also an old treacherous and cunning man, with an evil aura inside and out, and a scumbag full of vicious thoughts and calculations in his brain.

If you imagine it a little, you will see that if he can do such a frenzied act as making Sweet Pig eat a girl who has lost hope, how many similar things have he done before?

The environment around W had returned to normal, and he smiled and raised his hands, which should be less than a meter eight from fingers to heels, and he looked more and more short in his own stature.

His hands are spread out, and if you look closely, you can see that they are very close, and there seems to be a plastic web between them.

- It's something like a rope turn.

It has to be said that W is very ingenious, he tore the original plastic straw into thin strips, and then weaved it into a net, which is almost close to a normal fishing net according to the toughness and resistance of this plastic.

But in fact, no matter what kind of net it is, it is impossible to block the divine punishment that falls from the sky, so there is only one answer.

He maintained the posture of raising his hands high, and the sound of taking pictures seemed to become extremely tall in an instant, like a giant holding up the sky. The surroundings quickly merged with his body, as if forming a whole, indestructible.

It's like a tall tower rising from the ground, and the seemingly ordinary handmade plastic net is the top of the entire tower.

His entire body structure became thicker and thicker from top to bottom, and it looked very solid, like a stone pier.

The moment the black lightning slashed through the air, the tip of the spear had already made contact with the center of the fishing net, and the black thunder easily tore through the barrier formed by the surrounding air, and then the small eyeliner at the tip of the spear tip entered the fishing net.

The small, just like the palm of an adult's hand, wrapped around the front half of the gun's tip, and then immediately after, a huge restraining force came from the surrounding air, holding the entire gun in place.

Everything around him was reinforced, and the said motion was stopped, turned into eternal stillness.

As a result, the nets were not torn, and although the countless ribbons on the body of the gun were still trying to give the Blackthorn a lot of power, the acceleration was no longer as strong as it had been.

The W dealer, directly clasped his claws together with both palms, and grabbed the edge of the tip of the gun with his flesh, and at the same time, all the air around him converged towards the body of the gun, making a creaking and crushing sound, and two seconds later, the entire black thorn gun shattered.

Countless ribbons returned to a chaotic state, and time danced wildly, although the killing range was still wide, but it was no longer a threat.

String weapons have such a disadvantage, once they are confused by the enemy, the threads will become entangled, and they may even hurt themselves, which is also applicable to the North Star, which can attack autonomously.

The shattered Black Thorn Gun was like an overturned inkwell, spitting black ribbons in all directions—like ink, no longer in a state of condensation and tautness, losing its supple and strong properties.

W manipulated the air under the black leather shoes to form two columns of air, and he continued to use the reinforcement of the air to quickly lift his whole person up, and at the same time, the buttons woven from the net formed by the plastic in his hand were also delicately untied by the reinforced air, and then formed a ten-centimeter-long plastic needle.

W's height climbed rapidly, and his body was surrounded by model-like air, and the air that was about to be reinforced was so stubborn that even he couldn't move, and he could only change his movement by manipulating the reinforcement of the air.

The chaotic black ribbons couldn't stop him at all, and he was like an eagle fighting in the sky, directly breaking through the thick dark clouds and coming to the top of the cloud and rain layer when the storm was approaching.

- In front of the magpie.

The distance between the two was already less than two meters, and they were both ten meters in mid-air.

About thirty long plastic needles were lined up in front of him, and then these parts that were originally just cut off from plastic hoses were also reinforced by his ability, and in a short time they became a substance that surpassed chromium and was close to copper.

The action of the magpie who was originally taking the medicine stopped, and the forty pills that he knocked down before had already passed its peak, and if he continued to stalemate, he would soon fall into a disadvantage - and now he took advantage of the gap between the other party and his black thorn gun, and took a dozen pills, and the other party had already cracked the attack and even appeared directly in front of him, focusing on defending and attacking.

In a short fight, W has seen the level of magpie clearly, and at the same time understands one thing - the other party is definitely not a person who specializes in fighting.

Yes, every move of the magpie so far is just a conclusion drawn through calculation, and it lacks spirituality in every move, and it also lacks attack awareness and combat experience - in terms of on-the-spot response and combat intelligence, even if it knocks "Ali's fall", Magpie is still lacking compared to those real outlaws.

In short, although he does not reject killing, he is also not accustomed to and good at it, which is another major weakness that comes from his memory

But... Because of this, he is neither an "outlaw" nor a "murderer". Rather, it is the "Maker of God."

The field in which the "Creator" excels is creation and... Destroy.

。。 Wait, why? He didn't make any defensive moves at all? Just because he didn't calculate?

Yes, the sesame oil in front of the magpie is a black ribbon as protection, but most of it is scattered outside, and this protection can be said to be very weak or even none.

W was just about to attack, and when he thought about it, he suddenly hesitated.

- It's very rare for a villain like him to make such a mistake.

。。 But, but if this guy is at this level, how can he survive after a conflict with the organization? Is it just a one-sided persecution? No. Judging from the fact that he can work so hard for a little girl now, things will definitely not be so simple!

In the case of grasping the advantage, W's eyelids jumped, just because there was a little alarm in his heart, he decisively chose to retreat, so as not to be nostalgic.