The Throwing Gun's Hit effect also enters a CD period after it is triggered, at which point Lynch can only use it as a long weapon in his hand, or simply continue to use it as a throwing weapon with its remaining tracking function. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is obviously not as good as a long sword.

The dagger's flickering skill had not yet recovered, and Lynch swung his sword at the very soft and fragile strip of cloth flying towards him, and quickly stepped back, delaying the dagger's skill.

At this time, Lynch had almost figured out the talent of the guy opposite, and the people he saw in that castle before should be the doppelgangers of his talents, in fact, he was just him, but maybe because of talent or something else, the white-haired young man carried the personality of the guy he devoured.

The previous Mike, the white-haired young man himself who was supposed to be the main body just now, and the current Mezzie, are all one person, but they have different personalities and dominate the body that originally belonged to them.

This is also the reason why Mike still thinks that he is Mike after being devoured, but he is also not resistant to being devoured by the white-haired youth, or being dominated by it. The real Mike is dead, and now he's just a personality who thinks he's still Mike.

At present, it seems that for every person devoured, the white-haired youth should have an extra life.

As Lynch analyzed, the electric sword in his hand kept swinging, shaving all the strips of cloth that tried to roll in any direction, and the lightning attached to the sword sometimes ignited some of the strips of cloth.

Although Lynch could also resist the strips of cloth by filling his body with lightning, he didn't dare to try to expel these weak-looking things with only the faint lightning on his body. You must know that the long swords in his hand are now solidified in their sharp attributes, but sometimes they still can't cut them.

Mezzie's speed is not slower than Lynch's, and he seems to be able to use the strip of cloth that is now almost filling Lynch's vision to accelerate, so he still looks like he can easily catch up with Lynch, and without any weapons on his body, he directly opened his arms towards Lynch and hugged him, and the strip of cloth wrapped around him is still almost endlessly stretched and scattered, and it is also about to be closed and wrap Lynch directly.

I don't know if it's because of the strips of cloth that he covered his body, it was difficult for Lynch's long sword to directly damage him, even if it slashed at Mezzie, it could only cut off a few strips of cloth, and these lightning bolts attached to the long sword could not play any effective role.

What a hassle......

Lynch scolded in a low voice, no longer entangled with this guy, and took advantage of the dagger flashing skill in his other hand just right, and jumped out of Mezzie's large package that had not yet taken shape, and then fled in the opposite direction without looking back.

If the two of them were to die, Lynch thought to himself that he could still kill this guy named Mezzie, but he wasn't sure that another would come out after killing one, so he couldn't stand it.

This is not a fighting arena, and if the two of them are a little stronger, they may attract greater variables at any time, and neither of them will be able to escape at that time.

Lynch climbed all the way to the top of the slightly higher floor at a blistering speed, ignoring the howl that had just come from a certain person, and after waiting for the dagger in his hand to be used again, he continued to flash to the roof of another building.

He was going to distance himself from this guy and then go about his own thing.

The new city is so big, the white-haired young man and his gang can continue to look for a while. When the time comes, Lynch, who has grown up physically, may not be able to beat them.

For someone like me who grew up, it's basically time that is lacking. Lynch disappeared from one building, and then reappeared in another place, jumping like this, his eyes looking behind him, thinking to himself.

Metsie gave up chasing Lynch after a small chase, although his speed was also fast, but it was accelerated by talent, and he could only catch up in short distances, and long distances would have a great irreversible depletion of his talent.

"It's so fast......," Mezzie said, the strips of cloth on her body were quickly retracted like a rewind, and soon all the strips of white cloth were back on Mezzie, and the miraculous thing was that the strips of cloth wrapped around Mezzie didn't look like they had changed much.

There were sea-like black lines surging towards him behind him, but Mazzie didn't like the black stuff, and he frowned, allowing Mike to pop up again.

"I'll leave these things to you to recycle. ”

Mike, who had taken Mezzie's place, grimaced and silent, watched as the black lines surging like the sea frantically burrowed into his body, and now he was like the outlet of a swimming pool.

"Now that I've seen it, Billy can chase it to the ...... with these traces," Mike thought as he waited for all the black lines to return to his body without leaking, "Now let's mend the boss's body." ”

The longer he stayed here, the more impatient he became. The guy who covered his face with black mist before can be found at any time after recovering, you must know that his injuries are not as serious as his own, and the longer it drags on, the more dangerous it becomes, and this time he may not be able to escape after the other party has a defense about his strange abilities.

"It's going to be as soon as possible...... Mike said, putting the hunt for Lynch aside.

However, the desire for Lynch in his heart is becoming more and more urgent.

......

"If I'm not mistaken, Igor should be dead...... So ......"

At this time, Devon had come to the edge of a certain section of the wall, and he stood under the tall wall, looking up at the once magnificent and now dilapidated wall, and thought to himself.

The previous Igor only awakened the seventh talent, as the supervisor here, monitoring the behavior of the humans in the entire city wall, and he himself used his ability and strength as one of his deputies, and monitored all the possessors here with Igor.

If he had wanted to leave before, Igor's talent alone would not have been able to limit it, not to mention that he was dead now? If he hadn't been delayed for a long time if he hadn't turned into two before, and the other doppelganger was unwilling to take the initiative to come over and merge, he would have left a long time ago.

Devin looked at the tall city wall above, he was as small as an ant, sensing the marks on his body, and his heart suddenly felt a little hairy.

There were no buildings near the city walls, the buildings were a little farther behind him, only black shadows were reflected under the black fog, and Devon could sense a few malicious eyes shooting out of the room, looking at himself standing alone under the city walls.

Even if my strength has dropped a little now, I should have some certainty of crossing here. Devon thought about it again, emboldening himself - he was really frightened by the new memory in his head.

Hesitantly, Devon stretched out his hand and slowly felt towards the towering black wall.

It's cold.

Devon, who touched the city wall, even shuddered.

"Hey!" a voice suddenly appeared behind Devon, and Devin immediately looked back, one hand formed a knife, and gradually turned into a sharp hand knife.

"You're kind of out of shape. A guy with a thick black mist on his face had appeared behind Devon at some point: "Are you thinking about going out? I can help you." ”