They're always fighting in a frenzy, just like they are now. No one dares to absolutely guarantee www.biquge.info complete fearlessness in the face of these emotionless magic machines, and everyone is afraid in their hearts, afraid of losing their insignificant lives. But that's what they're going to guard, and not having a clear goal is always the scariest thing.

In the face of their assault, both of them could almost make out the striped dragon stripes on the armor on their chests. Marcos abruptly retracted his body and mind, and then swung his sword and threw a crack in front of him. This most commonly used wave move only slows down their assault speed, and it doesn't deal them any real damage.

But at this time, Carl had already jumped up in the air and flipped his body 360 degrees behind them, believing that for him, his position was definitely the best. Unfortunately, there are no bullets in his gun at the moment. Even if he had plenty of bullets, the two puppets left behind him wouldn't give him a chance.

If he only faced two magic dolls, Carl was sure that he could handle it with his physical skills. Maybe others will think that he is a crazy guy, what kind of stupid person would use flesh and blood to fight the sword.

Marcos immediately lowered his body and passed through the only gap as soon as he unleashed the wave, which also ensured that it could avoid the doll's surprise without any problems. Nothing was perfect, and after failing to hit any targets, they gradually stopped their assault. Although there was still Maffeo left behind in front of them, he had just finished smearing the viscous liquid.

"Are you going to watch there or come and help me?" said Marcos at Maffeo.

"Hey, I'm the one facing them now. Maffeo took the greatsword in his hand and charged quickly at the magic doll on the far left, he had only chosen it because it was closest to the chandelier switch. If it makes something too big and leaves this place in the dark, then things will be very difficult.

The puppet had already reacted, holding its shield in its left hand and immediately blocking most of the angles in front of it, before raising its greatsword in its right hand and slashing at Maffeo who was rushing forward. It seemed to have calculated the distance and time, as the greatsword was about to smash Maffeo's head, but the latter used the basic swordsmanship he had practiced for most of the time to successfully parry it with his broadsword.

"Damn, this guy has a lot of strength!" Maffeo was in a slightly passive state the moment he blocked, and the power of the magic puppet was much greater than he expected, so that Maffeo's body was pressed down by its force along with the great sword.

"Hold on, I'm coming!" Marcos's tone was unexpectedly relaxed, and he rushed behind the puppets, almost as they were unsuspected, bursting out of their knives with a stronger ghostly aura than usual. The ghost slash erupted from the blade, roaring and sweeping through the bodies of the two puppets closest to him. The red light in their eyes dimmed at that moment, and their entire bodies and limbs had become a meal for the spirits.

"Hell, you're kidding, aren't you?" Maffeo apparently didn't believe that the Demon Slash that Marcos had unleashed casually could be so powerful.

Marcos smiled lightly, "Hurry up and get rid of the guy in front of you, maybe you can catch the last magic doll." ”

"Smug bastard...... "Between the lightning and flint, Maffeo gathered the blood in his body to the sword through his bright red ghost hand. This very dangerous attack was no longer dangerous for a man like him who was with Kazan, all that was the killing of blood. Cross-shaped blood gushed out from the blade, and its sharp blade of blood sliced through the puppet's greatsword and its armor. At such a close distance, when the blood qi was still rushing forward, its body was also pierced by the blood qi.

On the other side, Carl has smashed one of the magic puppets with his physical skills through continuous maneuvering. No one knows how he used his flesh and blood to shatter those hard armors, but they all believed that the Magic Doll was one of his few meaningful enemies. The other puppet's greatsword had been kicked by Karl's brilliant physical skills, but that didn't stop it from continuing to attack.

It slid and swung its greatsword at Karl again, who immediately held the ground with his left hand, then pulled a revolver from his waist with his right hand and used it head-on with incredible force to resist the greatsword's attack. After this, he threw the revolver into the air. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, but it doesn't seem to make any sense for him to do so. But he had an idea of his own, and he unleashed a 360-degree Thomas Spinning Kick with his left hand on the ground, this time completely splitting its greatsword in two.

The attack continued, and he instantly adjusted himself to his feet and unleashed a quick kick that was hard to see with the naked eye. Although it may not seem like a threat, the crack in the armor on the puppet's chest can tell you how powerful Carl's kick attack is. At this point, Carl quickly pulled six bullets out of his pocket, which made sense to his previous action of throwing the revolver into the air.

Perhaps the roaming gunners will always be like this, and even in battles where death is always present, they are willing to use all kinds of gorgeous archery and physical skills. This seems to have become their style, and they have learned to put their opponents to death in all sorts of flashy ways, having been accompanied by bullets and duels for years.

Through the cracks in his armor, Carl blasted all six bullets into the puppet's chest at a distance of five meters. Although normal bullets have little effect on well-defended ones, they are no longer able to resist them due to the combination of distance and armor damage.

Karl knew it in his heart, although the legends were not very credible. But he still put his main attack position on the torsos of these magic puppets, and these magic-powered weapons will fearlessly launch all attacks even if they have no limbs. Even if they hit you with what little torso they had left, it would make sense to them. But having lost their torsos, it was as if they had lost everything, and they weren't weird enough to attack with their limbs apart.

"Tell me you've got it. Karl looked at the two of them.

At this time, all that was left in front of them was a magic doll, and apart from the slight cracks in their cloaks and coats, there were no worrisome wounds on their bodies.

"Stop playing, get rid of it!" Karl reminded loudly, not wanting the two of them to lose sight of what they were here for.

Markos raised his hand and gestured, "Wait, Carl, maybe we can verify a legend, can't we?"

"What do you mean?"

"Enjoy it. Marcos laughed, leaving Carl speechless.

"How?" said Maffeo, who was also visibly interested.

Marcos replied with action, swinging his knife and chopping off the puppet's right arm. The greatsword fell to the ground with a "clang" sound, which seemed to represent the fall of glory. Undoubtedly, it smashed its shield at Marcos with its remaining left arm, which was easily dodged. Understanding everything, Maffeo rushed forward and slashed its left leg with a sword.

It immediately lost its center and collapsed to the ground in a pose that a human would not have possible, which might have been a breeze for a magic puppet. It squirmed on its remaining right leg, though it wasn't as threatening anymore. The two decided to save as much time as possible, so they worked together to cut off its remaining left arm and right leg, leaving it with only its torso.

Maybe its movements seemed a little funny at this time, but it made the two of them feel a chill emanating from the bottom of their hearts. It still wanted to ram the two of them with what little of its torso was left, though it was nothing more than a child's fight. Marcos immediately split its torso in two with a single sword, and he seemed to have the answer he wanted.