Chapter 2025: Decisive Victory in the Ring (8)

"Click!" Bediwell let out a muffled grunt the moment he was hit in the throat.

Sometimes, the unexpected just comes so suddenly. No matter how skilled and experienced the combat is, bad luck is an accident that leads to victory or defeat. Luck is also a kind of strength, and this sentence is not false at all. And Bediwell, who has always been known for his good luck, just happened to be unlucky this time.

No, not exactly bad luck. Normally, this was a blow that flew to his throat, and Bediwell could have managed to dodge it. However, it was the dust and impact of the explosion that made the werewolf youth's eyes blink involuntarily.

It was a mere moment, but it was a moment of being tricked by fate. It was because of this moment that he closed his eyes and failed to see the oncoming steel ball, that the steel ball hit the throat of the unsuspecting werewolf youth in a daze!

However, the plot does not attempt to completely despair, and the bullet does not destroy Bedeville's cervical vertebrae.

The power of the scatter ball was not particularly large, and the power was greatly reduced at a distance, and the explosion further reduced the strength of this shotshot, so it only pierced through Bedwell's throat and embedded in the flesh of the werewolf youth's throat, but did not pass through the back of his neck, destroying the nerves in the cervical spine.

However, the damage caused by this blow to Bediwell was serious enough. The werewolf youth suddenly felt dizzy, and his eyes were black, he knew that something big was wrong!

(No...... Can't faint in a place like this!)

His mind was racing.

(At least resist a little more, struggle a little more!)

His will was resisting the great difficulty that was gradually pressing.

(If you lose consciousness, it's all over!)

Thinking like this, Bediwell suddenly raised his right arm and activated the electrostatic protective ring of the tungsten turtle tongue whip!

As long as the protective ring is activated, it will act automatically, even without Bediwell's order, it will protect Bediwell's safety to a certain extent, and resist all threats from approaching the werewolf youth as much as possible.

His throat was shattered, blood poured into his lungs, and Bediwell, who was already suffocating, didn't know when he would actually faint. That's all he can do...... And until you faint completely, keep standing!

"Hmm!" Musketeer Nat also destroyed the shotgun's photon explosion engine due to a forced continuous shot in a very short period of time, and the gun exploded directly, before Nat could abandon it. The explosion caused considerable damage to the musketeer's right arm, and Nate couldn't bear to look at his bloody right arm anymore. He focused his attention on the werewolf youth's side, trying to see what Bediwell was going to do next. However, the condition of the werewolf youth looks very bad, and there are no major wounds on the rest of his body, but his neck has been bleeding, and it seems that he should have been shot in the throat.

Despite this, the stubborn stupid wolf still stood on the battlefield, raising the protective ring of whips and maintaining a defensive position.

Anyone who knows a thing about fighting knows that Bedwell has no hope of victory, right? But why wouldn't that guy surrender?

Is he really stubborn enough to take his last breath until he dies?

Fate is really tricky. If the shot ball had gone straight through the back of Bediwell's neck, Bediwell would have no way to continue the fight, which had already ended with the victory of the musketeer Nate. Now, the situation has become that Bediwell is close to a coma, but there is still room to continue fighting, and the werewolf youth, who is unwilling to give up hope, subconsciously makes a wish.

The appeal of the werewolf youth, who was close to the unconscious, was listened to by [the sun god's sun wheel].

It hears, it moves, it promises, it starts.

The last thing that should have happened happened was because of it.

The reincarnation of karma (fate) is broad and profound.

Whether it is a wish to save the world or a wish to destroy the world, as long as the person making the wish has a strong enough idea and is willing to pay enough price for it, these wishes will eventually be fulfilled in some form!

Rumble------

The roar of electricity rang out from Bediwell's raised left arm.

"What's going on......?" said the musketeer, Nat with a bewildered look. The wound in Bediwell's throat was so bad, it was already a miracle that he could continue to stand, and that guy still had the ability to resist? And what was that magic weapon that suddenly glowed like a golden glow like the sun? It had never been seen in the previous match!

It was a ring, a golden armband.

Before this, Bediwell had not carried this gold ring on the silver prosthetic leg of his left arm. It first shone light, and then pierced through some kind of "skin" of the silver prosthetic limb before it appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Even the knight king Arthur, who was watching the battle from a distance through a screen, felt shocked when he saw this sudden appearance of the golden ring. Bediwell had never talked to him about having this particular equipment, so where did it come from?

The golden ring began to spin, and flew out as the werewolf youth's arm stretched out, and finally stopped at the wrist of Bediwell's left arm, almost in the same position as the demon sealing bracelet worn by the werewolf youth, but its magic power did not seem to be affected by the demon sealing bracelet in the slightest!

It rotated, and as it rotated, twelve small black balls emerged from its ring-like outer layer. These black spheres follow the rotation of the golden ring like a satellite, and the circle revolves around it, expanding its orbit and emitting thunderbolts as it flies!

Those little balls should be some kind of very strong magnet. The constant looming electric light tugs at the electromagnetic spheres like some invisible rope, allowing them to fly around the golden rings without escaping.

------ it's as if twelve planets revolve around a single sun!

Is this ring a weapon? It looks like it's some kind of weapon powered by electromagnetic force. The musketeer Nat looked at the scene in front of him, trying to analyze the nature of the special weapon in his hand. But no matter how hard he tried to analyze it, this strange weapon had never been used, or even seen, it was too strange and unique. What exactly can it do?

"Ha------" The werewolf youth's throat should have been ruined and he couldn't speak. But he let out a low, faint whisper.

He waved his left arm as he whispered, gently and naturally.

Nat initially thought that Bediwell was going to attack him with a whip. But he found that it was not the whip that moved, but the black ball of electromagnetic force rotating on the golden ring. The orbs suddenly accelerated as Bediwell waved, and struck at the musketeer Nate like bullets. There are a total of six black balls attacked, and the speed is quite fast!

Although it is impossible to judge from the appearance what special properties the electromagnetic sphere has, but they are the size of marbles, and the speed is not comparable to that of real bullets, just being hit by an object of this mass will already take huge damage, how can the musketeer not dodge the impact of the black ball!

As he dodged, he pulled out his pistol and fired, trying to change the trajectory of the black balls with bullets and test how powerful they actually were. The Vegas system in his body allowed him to almost hit every hundred shots, and the six bullets fired easily hit those electromagnetic black balls! However, when the solid bullet as big as a soybean collided with the black ball, it turned into something as soft as plasticine, and shattered in an instant! Seeing such an exaggerated physical phenomenon, the conclusion is very obvious------ the mass of the black ball is very huge, and there is no way to compare with Nat's pistol bullets!

The power of the electromagnetic black ball should be about the same as that of Nat's large military pistol, that is, the level that can smash a deep crater the size of a fist in the rocky ground. It's very bad to be hit by something like this. The werewolf youth still has such a hand, and the golden ring can control twelve black balls at the same time, if they operate at the same time to bombard the enemy repeatedly, wouldn't it be more powerful than the shot of a large military pistol in Nat with both hands?

Hum------ but the attacks of these black balls are not flawless. Nat dodged the six black balls one by one with an extraordinarily exaggerated movement, and saw that their offensive came to an abrupt halt when they were about ten yards away from Bediwell, and then the electromagnetic black balls seemed to be sucked back by some kind of strong traction, and soon flew back to the Golden Ring, continuing to orbit the Golden Ring like a satellite.

It's one such weapon, somewhat similar to the floating weapons that have been used these days, but it's crarser and more straightforward to use. The black ball is shot in a straight line in response to the wave of Bediwell's hand, and it will be retracted immediately after reaching the limit of its range, which is somewhat similar to the return marker, but the black ball does not return with the whirling force generated by the air flow, but relies on some special magnetic field.

The trajectory of a straight line is similar to that of a normal firearm, but due to the large number of black balls and the fact that the trajectory is a bit scattered, it should be correct to think that Bediwell's attack with a wave of black balls is a scattershot. Moreover, the "scattershot" attack limit distance is only about ten yards, even if twelve black balls fly out at the same time to besiege the musketeer Nat, as long as he focuses on dodging, he should still be able to deal with it.

So the remaining question is whether that golden ring is hiding something more complex and changeable. It doesn't seem to be there for the time being, but God knows------

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Bediwell waved his hand again, and more electromagnetic black balls smashed towards Nat! There seemed to be nine of them, and the werewolf youth only had the last three for backup in case of emergency!

At the same time, there were more black balls attacking, but they could not really threaten the musketeers Nate. Although it was very dangerous, he was confident that he could dodge all the black balls! Thinking like this, he rushed head-on to the killing array of the black balls, and at the same time, he had activated the Vegas system in his body, seeing everything in front of him clearly, and constantly fine-tuning every part of his body in his own absolute time, making an amazing grazing-like dodge! Nine black balls just grazed under his armpits, next to his neck, next to his shoulders, next to his ears, next to his calves, and next to his waist, but they just couldn't hit him!

Dodging the most dangerous killing formation, Nat's side has approached Bediwell at high speed, while the werewolf youth is still standing still! The musketeer pulls out his shotgun and shoots at the werewolf youth, and the oncoming rain of scattered steel balls is about to hit Bediwell!

In the midst of a burst of lightning and fire, all the steel balls were suddenly bounced away by some invisible force!

The remaining three electromagnetic black balls rotated wildly, forming an invisible electromagnetic force field, like the strongest shield to block the zero-range bombardment of the scattered bombs!