Karl joined the battle with two revolvers rushing out of place like arrows from the string, and Blackburn tried to stop him, but it was obviously impossible in such a chaotic scene. www.biquge.info He was alone with the unassembled parts of the Viper Cannon, and stayed in the safest position to stare at the blood-splattered scene in front of him. It is obviously unrealistic to use a Viper Cannon in such a situation, as it would be a disaster to use a Viper Cannon when there are humans everywhere.

He whispered some prayers for Karl, though the latter would only laugh at the meaningless prayers if he heard them. As a roaming gunslinger from the lawless zone who has been accompanied by killing and dying for many years, these prayers and beliefs are nothing more than strange.

Carl confronted a magic puppet that had already discovered himself, and suddenly accelerated his pace. When he was barely within a position of it, he swung the revolver in his left hand to deliver a smash that slowed its attack. At the same time, Carl put his right elbow on its shoulder and rolled over its body. He then quickly turned around and threw two headshots, only at the chest where its power source was.

The first bullet softened as soon as it hit its armor, and the second bullet was almost embedded in the power source. Karl gritted his teeth slightly, and before it could finish turning, he aimed at the power source again and fired a bullet with a blue glow. The rapid spinning bullet finally penetrated its power source, and Carl immediately turned around and threw a quick kick that was hard to see, repelling the other magic puppet that was trying to sneak up.

The opponent maintained his balance, then raised his shield and charged at the same time. It looks like it's trying to knock Carl out right with its shield, and these guys always use some unexpected attacks. Carlton leaped to his feet and completed a 180-degree body flip in the air, while the revolver in his hand fired a full eight bullets at the magic doll in the process.

The opponent's movements slowed down, and Karl immediately turned around and landed a precise headshot as soon as he landed, the same target was its power source, which was always the fastest way to deal with these guys.

The scattered puppets along the way pose little threat to Carl until he encounters a few puppets who have just killed a mercenary who has not been able to resist for long. Their eyes flashed red, as if they had met their next prey, and they began to surround them.

Karl stepped back slowly, observing his man's movements. At the same time, he quickly loaded his hands with both hands, and in the attack just now, he emptied all the bullets in the two revolvers. At this moment, a guy raised his giant sword and launched a straight line attack. Carl didn't have time to reload, so he immediately jumped back and performed a 360-degree roll, throwing a headshot in an uncanny motion, even though it didn't hit the puppet in the assault.

But Carl's movements managed to distance himself from them, and he immediately pulled all the bullets from the revolver and let them fall on the marble floor with a "ding" sound, and he reached for a pocket full of special bullets on his waist and pulled out the fire bomb from it.

He began to perform those flashy moves again, throwing the bullet into the air, then pulling out a grenade and flicking the tab with his thumb and throwing it forward. He even made a magnificent tumbling in the air with his feet on the greatsword of the charging magic puppet, and then used his greatsword as a fulcrum to leap into the air like a spring with the force of his force. In the air, he used his revolver to catch all the bullets that were slowly freefalling, and finished loading them in an instant.

Then he rolled in the air again and made his way to the center of the fellows, who seemed to think that the humans in front of them had gone mad, if they had a mind. Carl didn't stop and lifted his two revolvers to unleash a 360-degree indiscriminate shot, and the rain of bullets spread wildly from his center to all directions. The figures of the puppets raising their greatswords were engulfed in the explosion of the flame bombs, and the shadows tilted and twisted in the firelight. The smell of burnt burnt spread, and Carl emptied all the flame bombs in both revolvers, only to lose all reaction from the guys surrounding him.

As he was about to move on to kill all the dolls that came into his sight, the body of the fallen doll nearly tripped him. "I was expecting you guys to trip up. Maffeo shook his head in frustration like a mischievous imp.

"What are you doing?" asked Carl.

"It's a pointless question, I'm right here, in front of you, just killed a magic puppet, are you satisfied?"

"How many guys still need to be dealt with?" Karl glanced around, much more than the previous fierce battle. The first wave of the attacking puppets had almost been cleared, but casualties were an indispensable price.

Maffeo scratched his head, "I think we'll be able to move on soon, as long as there's no guy in our way." ”

"Can you keep an eye on Blackburn for me?"

"What's wrong?" asked Maffeo.

Karl glanced in the direction he was, "He'...... Uh, be careful not to let him get attacked by the puppet, okay?"

"Yes, I will. Maffeo nodded, and ran in the direction of Blackburn. He's not hard to find, and it's just a no-brainer to stay out of the fray and guard a bunch of things that are no stranger to the Araddians.

"Hey, Blackburn!" Maffeo came to him, calling his name.

Blackburn didn't react, he stared at the base of the Viper Cannon beneath his feet. "Hey, Blackburn!" Maffeo called again.

"Ah, Frye......" He was obviously a little absent-minded.

"Are you alright?" asked Maffeo with concern.

"Yes, I'm fine. His answer was unreliable, he wanted to sit down, but he didn't know why he collapsed on the ground. Maffeo hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "God......"

Blackburn sat down with Maffeo's support, rubbing his brown hair before taking off his goggles. "I'm sorry, Fry. ”

"Don't be sorry, it's brutal for someone who's never been through a bloody fight. Maybe we shouldn't have brought you to Sky City in the first place, and that's our fault. Maffeo sat next to Blackburn and watched as the battle calmed down.

"No, I don't blame you. I really wanted to come here, I thought I was mentally prepared, but I realized I was wrong. His voice was low.

Marcos's voice rang out not far away, and he was beckoning Maffeo, who seemed to be a little idle. The latter stood up and gently patted Blackburn on the shoulder. "You're going to be fine, try not to think about it, okay? We're going to have a good life, there's no doubt about it. He gave Blackburn a sunny smile.

"Thanks, Fry. ”