Chapter 30: The Fisherman and the Yellow Sparrow
Under the burning of life force, Maxim's power of holy light increased rapidly. The ability that was originally unusable was also activated by the power of the Holy Light, and he gave Felix a healing spell with a wave of his hand. Then, he turned and rushed towards the vampire.
With the blessing of the Holy Force, Maxim's speed surpassed that of vampires in all respects. With a white tail, he instantly catches up with Xuera, who is constantly changing direction and delaying time. The heavy hammer became airtight and wielded, and the vampire gritted his teeth and dodged with all his might. The Light is an occasional hit to the opponent, leaving damage that is difficult to remove.
Even if she hadn't been hit directly, Sheila felt that she could no longer bear the light that these attributes had restrained her, even if it was only a little bit of escaping power. As time passed, Maxim's Holy Light Power swelled more and more, and the Holy Light Power continued to grow as if it were infinite. Sheila had completely given up on frontal resistance, and was the best and only way to resist by reaching out nimbly to delay time, before Maxim's life burned out.
"Without the ability to control the amount of force, even the amount of force in the air is useless." Mu Yuchen silently watched as the holy light reached its peak, and the aftermath of Maxim's blow swept Xuela away like a fallen leaf. Then, the light on Maxim's body began to weaken, and his already old face was revealed.
Maxim's eyes penetrated the distance and obstacles, and fell into Mu Yuchen's eyes. The two seemed to look at each other, and a smile tugged at the corner of Maxim's mouth. Accompanied by that smile was a white holy flame, and in a burst of divine light, this pious knight walked into the end of his life.
Felix flew up after the vampire Sheila was knocked away by Maxim and ran over to pick up the bargain.
Shera's clothes were tattered, and her exposed skin was covered in black cracks from the light. After falling to the ground, he lay there motionless, and the breath on his body was so faint that he could barely feel it. A grand meal was completely exposed to Felix's eyes, and the guy who had been controlled by greed rushed to it, like a monkey anxious prostitute.
Felix had already seen the reward that kept beckoning to him, and the lightsaber in his hand actively slashed away. Ruby half-eyes shone again, and the cold, bloodthirsty eyes signaled that things weren't going to end so easily. The embarrassed Shera rolled on the ground, and the lightsaber left a jet-black arc in the ground.
The murmuring spell sounded again, and a red arrow was condensed in a pair of small snow-white hands. "Arrow of Blood." With a sound, Shera raised her hand to shoot the magic out of her hand. The magic arrow arced through the air, piercing Felix's sword-wielding right hand as if it were an eye. The lightsaber loses its energy, and the red body dissolves into nothingness. The palm of his hand was blown away by magic, and a continuous scream rang out on the island. The Sith lightsaber, which had lost its grip, arced through the air, carried away by the impact of the explosion.
"Can the promotion quest kill the reincarnators of the same faction??" According to Felix's previous way of acting, Mu Yuchen thought it was okay. "Well, I need a willing tester now." Talking to himself, the only reincarnation of the same team in the field became a victim.
"Give me all you have and your best last!" The victor of the battle let out a sharp smirk, and Shira pounced on the fallen prey. The woman's originally gorgeous face has been scorched in half, and her hair has lost a lot. A small mouth with sharp canine teeth had reached Felix's neck, and all resistance had been wiped out by the vampire's brute force. "Your blood will make me, and we will be one." There is a strange frenzy in the creepy words.
The safety of the sniper gun had been opened, and the faint sound of the electromagnetic force field running sounded in Mu Yuchen's keen hearing. The two silver-white magatama were rotating around the pitch-black pupils at a uniform speed, and the cold ice heart power was running all over the body.
In the scope, Felix's neck and Sherra's teeth are clearly visible. Almost just as he aimed at the body of the pre-selected target, Mu Yuchen pulled the trigger.
The bullet spun and flew out of the muzzle of the gun under the acceleration of the electromagnetic field. The projectile rubbed against the air and instantly shot into Felix's body. Then, the slight sound of gunfire slowly reached Shera's ears. Then, a barrage came over.
Mu Yuchen only felt a slight tremor once, and Felix was dead. Faced with the sensitive moving target, Mu Yuchen decisively gave up the scope, and constantly opened fire to the snow with his own dynamic vision and feeling. Unfortunately, the slight tremor did not come again.
Sheila was clinging to the platform of the Statue of Liberty, blood dripping from seven or eight bullet holes on her body. After escaping the range of the Hider, after forcibly digging the warhead with both hands, the space produced hemostatic spray immediately stopped the wound. Blood is the source of the strength of the blood clan, and wasting blood is a waste of life for them.
Mu Yuchen put away the sniper gun and shook his head a little dissatisfied. "Obviously hit, isn't the bullet powerful enough?" The fast-thinking analyst, "It looks like it's going to be renewed." Ordinary ammo is too ineffective against these mythical bloodlines. ”
Mu Yuchen's mental power all over his body sent the message of being touched, and a slight sense of abnormality appeared in his intuition. The two pistols were quietly grasped in his hands, and after making an unaware gesture, his feet began to slowly stroll forward. The power of the ice heart dissolves the body and mind into one, and unprecedented peace flows in the bottom of the heart.
The breeze with the scent of the sea gently blows across Liberty Island. After a deadly tumult, the island fell silent again.
Phantom Feather Sakurako closes her eyes, and her eyes will reveal her killing intent, which is fatal to any carelessness of the killer. The enemy reincarnation was getting closer and closer to him, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was doing, and a sense of uneasiness rose in his heart. Ever since the assassination technique was completed, there had been no such feeling that had plagued that cold heart.
Mu Yuchen gradually walked with his senses, and the abnormality was accumulating little by little, and an inexplicable danger lurked nearby. The faint nervousness and inexplicable breath actually brought the blood of the body to the slow excitement. The heart is like ice and snow, but the body is like a scorching flame. In these two extremes but diametrically opposed feelings, Mu Yuchen still moved forward slowly.
In front of him was a decorative bush and flower, and that little space couldn't block Mu Yuchen's sight at all. Just as he was barely able to walk through there, the alarm sounded in his senses. A long knife quietly appeared, and then a strange figure slowly floated out of the faint shadow of the bush in the moonlight.
Mu Yuchen was only a few centimeters in the sword light, and his body instinctively retreated. "Shrinking the ground", the distance of the attack was too close, Mu Yuchen didn't expect the other party to emerge from the shadows. "Is this really a black iron-level ability? Careless. "Leap out of the attack range of the long knife. The two spears were transformed into long swords, and the Nine Yin True Qi was consumed by nearly one-third. The power of the dragon soaring was infused into her legs, and she kicked the female ninja.
"Straight stab." If the weight is heavy, the Xuantie swordsmanship is used. The sword roared, fast and eager, and went straight to the face of Phantom Feather Sakurako. The long sword pushed the air in front of him, concentrating one step ahead of the sword, and only the scarf flew up.
Phantom Feather Sakurako's body was as flexible as a coiled snake, and her body shook a few times like a boneless. The long knife in his hand waved, inspiring the sword qi to resist the sword qi attack. He slid down under his feet, and shot a few darts in his other hand, and the darts flew towards Mu Yuchen in an arc. Impatiently, the sword move of the long sword changed to a sweep, knocking those darts into the air.
At this time, Mu Yuchen really looked at this woman. A very simple face, with big Japanese kawaii eyes, and healthy pure white skin. It should not be completely yellow, but mostly mixed with Caucasians. The delicate skin shimmered slightly in the moonlight, and the lips were tightly closed. Several black balls appeared in her hand, and a puff of smoke exploded.