Chapter 115: Let the Flames Purify Everything (Part I)
As the loud shouts sounded, Zhang Lin knew that the main people in the station were alarmed.
But this is not surprising, there is such a big movement at the door, it would be strange if the people inside were indifferent.
Zhang Lin followed the prestige, and saw a man in dark red armor standing at the door of the main building of the station, the other party glared at Cha Pei angrily, holding a knight's long sword in his hand, and his originally cold eyes with the angry expression looked fierce and vicious.
At this time, there is no need to discuss tactics or anything, just do it.
Emma, who has been silent and standing beside Zhang Lin, was ready to fight from the beginning, when Edmund appeared, she jumped off the high wall, the spear in her hand brought a burst of golden lightning, after the rain, the fine water droplets scattered in the air were decomposed, as if a fog appeared, Emma's right foot was on the ground a little, the muddy ground suddenly splashed with a splash, the spear that originally looked bulky in Emma was like a golden dragon through a distance of more than ten meters, quickly stabbed towards the enemy, and the sound of electricity reached everyone's ears, Zhang Lin couldn't help but think of the trick called Chidori.
Even though Emma's attack was swift and difficult, Edmund, who had experienced a lot of battles, was not a weak hand, obviously unlike most of the witch hunters who were parallel goods, he had been experienced in a hundred battles during his time in the Knights, and he roared angrily, and the knight's sword in his hand collided directly with the spear.
Everything was done between the lightning and flint, and the scene where Zhang Lin expected Edmund to be knocked out at once did not happen, he actually resisted Emma's attack stiffly, but the appearance of his hair standing upside down and his hands trembling slightly obviously proved that he was not comfortable, and the bulging green tendons on both sides of his forehead looked as if they were about to burst, and his expression became very hideous, not because of the pain of the attack, but because he was enduring something.
The spear was pulled back by Emma, and a waning crescent was drawn in the air, and it slashed at Edmund again.
But Kellers, who was one step later than Edmund, rushed over with a giant sword in both hands, trying to stop the blow for Edmund.
Emma was also very cooperative, the spear deflected and collided with the greatsword wielded by Kelus, the weapon collided with a burst of flying sparks, and Kelles was smashed to one knee on the ground, and the metal knee pad pressed a small crater in the slightly muddy ground.
Edmund, who had gained respite, took the opportunity to distance himself, and then quickly took out a bottle of potion from his waist and poured it into his mouth violently, and within a few seconds, his expression became more hideous, and all the facial blood vessels that were originally hidden under the skin appeared in an instant.
Seeing Edmund's performance after drinking the potion, Ciri frowned slightly, and stopped talking, not knowing what came to mind.
A grotesque smile appeared on Edmund's somewhat distorted face: "It's been so many years, it feels so bad to drink this thing again, I must hang your corpse on the walls of Novigre!" ”
As soon as the cruel words were released, Edmund let out a roar similar to the roar of a beast, and the whole person swooped out, and the knight's long sword slashed at Emma with a piercing sound of breaking through the air with a falling momentum.
Emma didn't dodge at all, but a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the moment Edmund's knight's sword was about to slash at her, her body suddenly turned into two intertwined afterimages, and the longsword passed through the afterimage without hitting any entity.
The Amazons' specially trained dodge skills are magical.
"Damn spells!" Edmund roared angrily, and unexpectedly reversed the slashing motion, and immediately slashed after Emma, who had flashed to the side.
This surprised Emma slightly, apparently she didn't expect Edmund to react so quickly, which reminded her of the adrenaline injections in the wasteland, and perhaps what Edmund had just drunk had a similar effect.
"There are people of this level among the witch hunters?"
"It should be that Emma didn't use all her strength." Feng Yan's eyes flashed with a burst of essence, her two fists clenched, and there was a crisp sound, and then several small white balls with golden light emerged from her body, and quickly spun around her, "If you use all your strength, you won't be able to have fun!" ”
As soon as the words fell, Feng Yan turned over and jumped into the courtyard, standing on the high wall before, she had roughly judged the size of the station, she quickly rushed to the center, her legs were separated, her hands with golden light clenched into fists, from the chest crossed to the sides to pull down to the waist, and suddenly with her as the center, a golden telekinetic qi hood flashing with white electric light expanded outward at a rapid speed, and in the blink of an eye, the entire witch hunter's station was enveloped, and some of the temple guards and witch hunters who were originally facing each other on the periphery of the station were stunned.
Some witch hunters who had been passed by the Nian Qi Hood touched their bodies nervously a few times, and found that nothing had happened, so they were immediately relieved, and they were about to continue attacking the temple guards who had been separated outside the Nian Qi Hood, but they saw Feng Yan's hands open, and the white electricity on the Nian Qi Mask was rapidly circulating, and those witch hunters who slashed their swords on the Nian Qi Mask were shocked back in the next second.
Seeing this scene, those temple guards who were also nervous immediately withdrew their weapons, and one by one stood outside the telekinesis as if they were standing guard, staring at the struggling witch hunters inside.
Feng Yeon's use of Nianqi is obviously not as rigid as the effect of the skill itself as in the game, and a Nianqi shield used to protect her teammates from damage becomes a trapped cage in another way.
"Damn, this witch trapped us here, kill her before we can get out!" A witch hunter who didn't blindly bump into the telekinetic mask like others had the first reaction to think that Fengyan who made this weird hood was a witch, and the unknown power would always be blamed on the witch by them, so the witch in this world didn't know how many black cauldrons she carried.
Several witch hunters who got up from the ground immediately turned their anger on Feng Yan, and even tried not to do it with the crossbow hanging on their backs, but rushed towards Feng Yan with steel swords, and a group of people had a distorted smile on their faces, as if they could see the steel sword slashing into the witch's body in the next moment with blood splashing, obviously there were not a few "witches" who were hacked to death by them like this.
The corners of Feng Yan's mouth rose, and the wanton divergence of thoughts was like a whirlwind around her, two ponytails were constantly fluttering in mid-air, her legs were slightly bent, and her hands were placed in front of her one after the other, making a gesture of starting hands.
The next second, she crashed headlong into the crowd, her hands flying up and down, alternating fists, and slamming into the chest of every witch hunter who came close, each time causing the other to let out a muffled snort.
When the last person who rushed towards Feng Yan stopped deadly, he saw that Feng Yan was already standing in front of him, and he just showed a smile that was more ugly than crying and wanted to ask for mercy, but the next moment he found that his arms were grabbed by Feng Yan, and then the sky swirled, and the whole person turned around and smashed to the ground, and the pain of almost breaking his spine made his eyes black for a while, and then a white thunder appeared out of thin air on him, and the goods were completely dizzy.
Feng Yan, who had regained her posture, hooked her finger with her right hand at the witch hunters farther away, "Come again, I'm in good shape today~"