Chapter 212: Messed Up
Rumble!
The exterior wall of the shelter was toppled down like a pile of Legos, and Gwen rolled out of the thick yellow dust that was flying in the sky.
Gwen got up on a mess of broken bricks, choking on the dust and coughing violently. The calm old men of the shelter finally woke up and began to flee, the uniformed guards symbolically pulled out their guns and shouted something, and some even pulled the trigger a few times, and they were immediately slapped out by the burly man behind the thick dust like a fly.
The tall shadow cut through the smoke screen and walked out. The man was dressed in retro black armor like an ancient general, with a black beard, a bald head, and a figure that was unbelievably strong by ordinary people's standards. Although Gwen lowered her body and half-squatted on the ground, according to her preliminary visual observations, even if she tried to straighten her waist desperately, she could barely reach the waist and abdomen of this strong man.
The executioner, Amora's most faithful servant (tian), followed her as always.
However, the last "unlucky" experience caused the executioner to lose his most useful axe, so this time he had to replace it with a pair of muskets as weapons. They were two muskets with long, thick barrels, but the style of the painting was completely different from that of modern firearms, and it felt like the firearms that would have appeared in the American West in the last century.
Of course, it certainly can't just be an ordinary firearm. Each of its gunpowder is made from magic, and it is Amora's new weapon chosen for the executioner. Although it is compared to the axe that the executioner is used to, it is also an extremely powerful weapon.
The impact of the executioner's sneak attack just now blew Gwen out of the room, and the scepter he had just grabbed flew out of his hand again. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the scepter that landed about four or five places away from her, and the two large eyes on her mask narrowed slightly.
She kicked her feet and leaped sideways, ready to pounce on the scepter on the ground. But the executioner saw through her intentions. He lifted his musket and pulled the trigger, and tongues of fire broke out of the barrel like a roaring dragon. Gwen hurriedly pulled away, the hot air rushing past her face. The ground was violently blasted, and the scepter spun under the impact and flew out of the meter.
The executioner approached as he shot, and every bullet of his miraculous musket was as exaggerated as a cannon. Gwen flew around and dodged, unable to find time to grab the scepter again.
Wanda's gaze locked on the scepter that flew not far away, and raised her hand to release chaos magic, as if a transparent palm was released from the air and grabbed the scepter. She snapped her fingers back delicately, and suddenly pulled the scepter toward herself. But only halfway through the flight, he was intercepted by a cloud of dark green mana, and the red and green magic mixed with each other, sandwiching the scepter in the middle.
"I'm sorry, little sister." Amora squinted at Wanda with a cold and fierce look like a femme fatale, "But this is not something that children play with. ”
Her hand gestures were unpredictable, and her mana was unpredictable, and somehow she eerily "pumped" the scepter out of Wanda's crimson magic. The scepter was pulled by the magic and turned sideways, like a sharp arrow piercing the clouds, shooting straight towards Amora.
Wanda reacted with great speed, and the spell quickly cut into an attack, and the crimson energy shot out like a water arrow, chasing after the scepter. The chaos magic struck the tail of the scepter as Amora stretched his hand to grasp the shaft, and the sudden force of the force pushed the scepter into an accelerated process, flying past Amora's palm. Amora grabbed the air, and the scepter slammed into the wall of the convenience store across the street, the tip of the scepter sticking out from the inside, making the shopkeeper pale with fright.
"Don't be too impatient, old woman." Wanda chuckled and mocked, "You don't look good, do you?" ”
Amora's face sank, and he temporarily lowered his scepter and attacked Wanda with all his might. Wanda was contemptuous, but she didn't dare to be careless about the top witchcraft of this god domain, and urged chaos magic to deal with it with all her might.
Gwen jumped up and down around the executioner's body, like an annoying little flea. The executioner's musket sprayed her, and he couldn't touch her with a wave of his arm and raised his hand, but he was annoyed by her sticky and annoying cobwebs, and he was so angry that he screamed in anger, but he couldn't do anything about her for a while.
Gwen took advantage of the bouncy of the spider's silk to leap over the executioner's head, and saw an opportunity to fly up and slash at his fleshy face. But unexpectedly, his skull was surprisingly hard, and this kick was only like a kick on a Wei Ran mountain rock, which only shocked her instep with severe pain, and she couldn't help but bared her teeth for a while, and she almost couldn't avoid the other party's arm that swept next.
Gwen hurriedly reopened the distance with a few chain flips, and the instep was in a hot and sharp pain, and it felt like it was swollen. She kept jumping back and dodging under her feet, and exclaimed, "God, how do you usually exercise?" Seriously, do you build your muscles in the gym? ”
The executioner screamed, and the butt of the gun fell, but she dodged it lightly.
Facing this little witch of the earth again, Amora didn't dare to be as careless as last time. Unreservedly, she unfolded what she had learned in her life, and threw all sorts of fancy spells at Wanda. Wanda responded calmly, the abundance of chaos magic lingering around her, and she dissolved most of the spells under her command.
Wanda ducked over her shoulder to avoid a cyclone of spells that shot out of her shoulder, and with her backhand, she lifted a car in the air and threw it at Amora, wrapped in flame-like magic. Amola shot out of the air, shooting a large cloud of green mist from her palm to engulf the body, and when the front of the car rushed out from the other side, it had already turned into a reptile beast with a mouth spitting flames, and swooped back towards Wanda with a hot roar.
Wanda was not frightened, and with her palm, she captured the monster of the car's mutation with her magical power. Her palms interlaced, her magic spitting out, crimson light like two invisible hands catching the beast that rushed towards her. Her palms flickered, and the crimson light flickered, like an invisible hand that lifted the giant beast into the air, tearing it in half, one left and one right. However, no blood or anything flowed out of the broken corpse, but quickly turned back into a broken body in a puff of rising green smoke.
Wanda shook off the torn car, only to see that Amora had already taken the opportunity to withdraw from the battle. The Witch of the Divine Domain beckoned the scepter back to her hand, and she shouted at the executioner, "Executioner! Let's go! ”
The stupid big obediently turned around and walked towards her. Gwen stepped forward to stop, but was forced back by the opponent's backhand shot, and it was difficult to get close.
Amora raised her hands in the air, ready to unleash the teleportation spell. Before leaving, she hooked the corners of her mouth and gave Wanda a strange and uncomfortable smile.
"Looking forward to seeing you again, little witch."
"Wait!"
Wanda raised her hand to strike a vortex of chaos magic, but was still a step too late. Dark green smoke rose like a curtain, engulfing Amola and the executioner, respectively, and disappearing.
"Okay." Gwen jumped off the crumbling lamp, "It's a shame I didn't get that spear." But we're done, aren't we? At least we left Dr. Servig. ”
Wanda was stunned: "Wait, what about Dr. Servig?" ”
Gwen reached out to the corner of the room where the wall had collapsed, "Not so??? ”
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The two looked into the room in unison, silent for a long time.
The doctor is gone.
"Okay, now it looks like we're messed up, right?" Gwen asked.
"Seeming so."
"Will he be angry when he comes back?" Gwen asked cautiously.
"How would I know." Wanda said weakly.