26. The fighting aesthetics of the inducer
"Hey, where is my king? Say, yes, swear by your life that you will obey my choice? ”
"Fuck off, idiot."
"Wow, old man, you are the village chief, you not only don't speak well, but you also scold and swear, which is simply a shame on Shucun."
"Fuck off, idiot."
......
"Humph! Garbage is really garbage, and when you die, you still have time to joke, but I just looked at you highly, and the mud can't support the wall. ”
Gotha Duck looked at the two noisy people in the distance, and the contempt in his eyes flashed.
The rain hits the Gotha Duck's body, and the streamlined body reflects the strength of the ground. What's even more peculiar is that when the rain touches the body of the Gotha duck, the body of the Gotha duck will rise and fall slightly, as if it is breathing slowly with the rhythm of the rain.
"Strength."
"Speed."
Gotha Duck slowly opened his eyes, and the momentum on his body multiplied, as if it was a world away from before, and the clenched claws once again condensed the aura of destruction.
"Drought kill!"
Even if you know the secrets of my pseudo-domain, there is no way to crack it.
The Gotha duck's legs were violently forced, and in the process of running, he completed the stroke at the moment of contact with the puddle, as if turning the ground arena into a water system field. That speed was far from being comparable to before, Yu Xian only saw the white light flash twice, and when he looked at it again, the Gotha duck had already appeared in front of him, and the sharp claws that gathered the light swung down violently.
Yu Xian was not surprised, the scales of the fish all over his body burst out, and he actually faced the sharp claws of the Gotha duck is a water tail, and his mouth shouted at the owl nighthawk on the side.
"Old man, it's the claw, it's fooled, take advantage of it now."
When the owl heard this, he did not hesitate at all. Almost at the same time, more than a dozen messy air slashes condensed, surrounding the body.
It is the air cutting that it is best at.
The sharp crescent scythe sliced through the dense rain lines with the sound of the wind, creating a vacuum in the air, and then accelerated violently, shooting towards the Gotha duck with even greater power.
Yu Xian's face was happy, and the nerves that had been tense before also relaxed after Gotha Duck used his claws.
I'm afraid you don't use claws, as long as you use claws, then I can take the next attack from you. And the old village chief who was waiting on the side can also take advantage of this gap to cause trauma to you.
Once you are injured, you will inevitably be distracted, and in that case, such a precise control of the water of the pseudo-domain drought will become your constraint because of its rigor. When your drought can no longer bother the two of us, the old village chief will be able to free up that part of the spiritual power used to protect himself. That way, even if we can't defeat you, we can increase our chances of survival.
That's what I'm going to do.
Yu Xian smiled and looked at the sharp claws that touched his body, and was just about to use the force of the two strokes to open the distance, when he suddenly saw something terrible in his eyes, and his hairs immediately stood on end.
I saw that the claws of the Gotha Duck that were originally waving white light were suddenly attached to a blue ghostly fire, and the ghostly fire seemed to be burning the claws of the Gotha Duck, and the flames burned bigger and bigger, and finally formed a blue ghost claw several times that of the Gotha Duck's claws and bombarded Yu Xian's body violently.
"Ahem."
Yu Xian didn't even let out an exclamation, and was smashed away with a blood line.
At the same time as Idle was smashed into the air, the Gotha Duck's free left hand actually slashed towards the air that the owl nighthawk swung out.
The expected injury did not appear, and when the crescent moon slashed less than half a meter away from the Gotha Duck, a swift crescent moon was also condensed on the Gotha Duck's left hand.
However, the Gotha Duck's crescent slash is black, and its shape is much larger than that of the owl's nighthawk. The black crescent moon came first, and because of its powerful power and its own shock, it actually produced a sonic boom.
"Boom!"
The black and white crescent slashes converged with each other, and the white slashes were all shot down by one piece, and the last remaining black crescent moon merged into a larger crescent and smashed into the owl nightjar flying in the air.
The rainbow halo shattered into powder and dissipated into the air, and although the owl nightjar avoided it in time due to the offset of the halo, it was blown into the tree by the blast and then planted to the ground.
The Gotha duck withdrew his left hand and flipped it in the rain to wash away the dust from the explosion. Only then did he coldly glance at the two lying on the ground, twitching slightly.
"Stupid trash, do you really think I'm going to be so arrogant that I'll still save my strength after suffering a series of losses?"
"Ahem."
Yu Xian coughed up the blood stuck in his chest, and his face turned sickly pale. Looking at the Gotha Duck's eyes full of disbelief, his mentality began to waver faintly, and he could be dissipated at any time.
"Shadowclaw, get a head start. You... You've been cheating on us? ”
Gotha Duck cupped his forehead, closed his eyes and chuckled. The laughter grew louder and louder, and he laughed for a full minute before he suddenly stopped. In his emotionless eyes, looking at Yu Xian was like looking at a dead thing.
"Deception?"
"No, that's your stuff, and I prefer to call it inducing. Step by step, lure their prey into their trap, and shatter their dreams when they think they have the chance to win. ”
"The wailing of pain, the helpless despair, don't you think this is the most beautiful scene?"
"What do you think is the king's forerunner? Chinese cabbage on the side of the road? Anyone can be worthy of this title? Or did you even think that you could survive me with your alliance with that old fellow, or that you would simply defeat me? ”
"Stop dreaming! The reason why I didn't kill you directly from the beginning was because my pseudo-domain was not yet perfect, so I used you as an experiment. Or do you think I didn't kill you in the first grab, or what did I use the grapple for? Well? ”
With a nervous smile on his face, the Gotha Duck enjoyed the present, the sight of its otherwise high-spirited enemies lying in front of him like dead dogs. Seeing them go from full of hope to dead hearts, the Gotha Duck can even feel that heart that is like ten thousand years of ice constantly beating, and only then can it feel the reality of its own life.
"Alright, I've been talking long enough, it's time to send you on your way. I have to say, I have to thank you for bringing me such an interesting game. ”
Gotha Duck raised his left hand, and the white light converged again.
"This time it's Talon, the real Farewell Claw, and you can go with peace of mind."
"Wait!"
Just as the Gotha Duck was about to make a move, Yu Xian suddenly stopped it with a smile.
"Oh? What other words do you have to say? Or do you want to beg me to spare your life? ”
Yu Xian took a deep breath, took a grass root from the muddy water on the side, and put it in his mouth like smoking.
"We're dying, can you tell me one thing and let me die?"
Gotha Duck was stunned for a moment, and suddenly began to like the carp king in front of him.
At least to some extent, it has anomalous people, just like itself.
"For the sake of what you've made me enjoy, I'll think about it."
Yu Xian smiled.
"Can you tell me how you have the same ability to swim freely as you have the characteristics of moisture? It stands to reason that I could have been wrong the first time, but I could never have been wrong twice in a row. Your speed has indeed been boosted on a rainy day, but you are not a xenomorph, how can you do this? ”
Gotha duck tilted his head.
"That's your problem?"
"Yes, that's my last wish."
Gotha duck did not speak, but clasped his hands together and closed his eyes into the rain curtain, as if thinking. Silence lasted a full minute before the cold voice was heard again with a hint of mockery.
"It's a pity, I thought about it for a while, and I think it's a little more beautiful for you to still look dead. So, with regret..."
"Die!"