Chapter 272: Mountaineering Flow Fighting Method (I)
The heavy tentacles smashed down one after another with the momentum of tearing through the air and the earth, and landed where Cyra had been for a second. Cyra could even feel the ground tremble.
The tentacles on Cell's body are already small in hundreds or thousands. Calculated on eight floors, the thick tentacles of the baby's forearm occupy two-thirds of Cell's body.
It was the fear and stress that could only be felt when it was covered in its shadow.
When you look up, the dense tentacles are wriggling and intertwining, filling the entire field of vision, and you will have a sense of fear that you are in a snake pit and are about to be overwhelmed by the group of snakes that have been dropped. If you are a person with a dense phobia, you will lose your fighting spirit just by seeing this scene.
It was a terrifying body that could be described as fearful. As Cyra said, Cell's image is completely incommunicado with the clergy, and anyone can see that he is a complete monster, and there is no possibility of peaceful coexistence in terms of form.
The tentacles wrapped around its body were enough to deflate the steel plate armor with a single blow. The leather armor was the same as nothing in front of it, and the impact of weight and speed alone could instantly shatter a person's internal organs.
Counting the number of attacks caused by the number of tentacles on its body, destroying the city is only a small matter. It is not impossible to destroy the country.
Even though Cell's movement speed wasn't very fast, it was still for its massive size.
Moving at a speed of tens of meters per second, without special means of movement, no one can escape from under it at all.
Even Cyra didn't dare to stay in one place and be attacked by Cell's constant attacks. If it's really a stake top shield, even if Cell doesn't manipulate the tentacles to attack from the side. The combos of hundreds or thousands of tentacles above his head more than ten times a second alone were enough to nail Cyla directly into the ground.
The only good news. It's just that the coverage of these tentacle volleys is not too dense.
Because I am afraid that the tentacles will draw the tentacles, so I will directly tie myself into a dead button. The tentacles do not come from the side when they are volleyed, but only fall straight from above, leaving more or less room for Cyra to dodge.
In order to prevent being blocked in one place by the tentacles, Syra constantly maintains a high-speed movement, raising her right hand from time to time, palms facing the sky. A not-so-small diamond-shaped transparent shield hovered above his right hand, revolving freely around his right hand in response to Cyra's thoughts.
"In about half a minute, my left hand will be restored," Cyra said silently, "I need to find a chance." Swap the Pure Light Shield to your left handβ"
While pondering, Cyra suddenly changed direction and flashed several tentacle attacks.
Then he flicked his right hand and flung the shield into the air. I saw the translucent light shield light up suddenly, and the three tentacles smashed heavily on the activated light shield at the same time, and sparks flashed on the surface.
Cyra, on the other hand, leaped backwards and dodged the third round of tentacle attacks.
"Tsk...... It's annoying......"
Cyra couldn't help but feel a little headache.
Cell's floats in the air at a distance of about ten meters, and the tentacles on its body are more than thirty meters long. It takes about three seconds from the time the charge is raised to the time it hits the ground.
Its attack speed really isn't that fast. The trajectory is also relatively easy to predict.
The problem is, the frequency is just too high......
And it was a blow from above. If it weren't for Cyra's relatively high perception attributes, which allowed him to feel that there were no tentacles on his head without looking up, he would have to run with his head held high right now.
Cell's attack is hardly difficult to parry. Cyla had faith. Even if you don't use a defensive stance, you can ensure your survivability under your tentacles.
But that's just too much effort.
For example, in normal times, whether it is dodging or parrying, the attacker's movements can have a brief dullness, and the moment when the dullness appears is the moment when Cyra counterattacks. But fighting Cell's is different - even if you block Cell's attacks. The force that fed back could only stiffen one tentacle, and the other tentacles could still attack Cyra with normal force and speed.
Finally, it was time for Cyra to regain consciousness in her left hand.
"Oops!"
At the moment when Cyra changed hands of the Pure Light Shield. But because of the momentary distraction, one was careless. It looks like it's about to be drawn by six tentacles at the same time!
But at this moment, time seems to slow down instantly.
To be exact. It's Cell's speed that's slowing down.
The air was blurry, and a gray road seemed to slowly cover all the tentacles that were cruising towards Cyra.
In the next second, dozens of sword lights flashed at the same time, and those tentacles were instantly cut into pieces, and large swaths of dirty and viscous black blood suddenly burst out.
Cyra dodged the pieces of meat that slowly fell to the ground, and couldn't help but feel a pang of nausea as she looked at the minced flesh that had been cut to the size of a fist and was still twitching.
But after thinking about it, he wondered about the identity of the person who saved him.
Scott the Devil Dog?
Why did he save me?
"Now we're both clear. Even though the Pure Light Shield from before you was completely redundant. β
Scott's peculiarly cold voice rang in Cyra's ears. Cyra was stunned for a moment, but showed a harmless smile: "Thank you...... I owe you once, I remember. β
"You don't owe me...... As I said, we're clear. β
With a speed that Cyra didn't react at all, Scott picked up Cyra's robe from behind and threw him straight onto Anvilia's garden.
On the other side, Cell, whose tentacles had been severed for the first time, let out a sharp roar.
There was no majesty in the roar, but utter noise.
Just listening to its screams can feel the same discomfort as cold metal being stirred in the head.
But Scott was not the least afraid.
He raised his head, looked at the tentacles that were whipping him from all directions, and showed a cold mocking smile: "It's just ...... It's too slow. β
Without the slightest exaggeration.
The attack, which could have been easily dodged by Scott, was almost as static after being slowed down by more than ten times.
The sword light like a lotus flower blooming in all directions bloomed at the same time. In less than a second, nearly a hundred tentacles were all cut off.
And Scott didn't even get his clothes dirty. There was no trace of nervousness in his expression, and he just wandered around with his sword under the shroud of tentacles.
"I have a rough idea of your attack speed...... Sixty-four times faster is a little challenging. β
Scott's cold voice echoed in the sky.
Only then did Cell's notice that Scott, who was still below just a moment ago, had disappeared at some point. And a vague gray trace spread diagonally upwards for nearly fifty meters, directly through Cell's body, to the top of Cell.
The next moment, Scott, who fell from the sky, stepped lightly on Cell's butterfly wings.
At this time, more than a dozen sword lights flashed at the same time in the rapidly disappearing gray traces, accompanied by Cell's painful wail, the gray traces had been completely hollowed out, and black blood balls like fountains burst out, and shallow sword marks could be vaguely seen around the cave entrance. Cell's whole body twitched from the massive damage, and he wailed in place for a brief loss of ability to attack.
Therefore, Cell, of course, could not hear Scott's self-talk: "What's next, Roland?" β
"Chop off all three of its eyes first. Slow down a little and don't beat it to death. β
Roland's voice sounded from Scott's ears: "This position cannot be attacked by Cell's tentacles, and the words of magic are countered by Cyra." You can rest assured. (To be continued.) )