As Maffeo got closer and closer to the group of puppets, they seemed to notice a threat behind them. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info They can easily pick up the sound of hurried footsteps, and no one knows exactly what they use to hear everything, but at least it's certain that they don't have ears.

To Maffeo's surprise, it seemed that the magic puppets he was facing were not armed with sharp white greatswords. Through the darkness, he could see the outline of what resembled a polearm. This is not a good situation, as the power of those poleguns can easily kill a small life. If it had been from the hands of these ruthless magical weapons, it would have been even more powerful.

Sure enough, one of the puppets had turned around and struck Maffeo with its menacing axe. That lethal attack was to make Maffeo break out in a cold sweat, and he subconsciously made a blocking posture, but his mind was very resistant to this suicidal action, because it was impossible for him to completely block a fatal slash of a long axe with the big sword in his hand.

So, in a paradoxical situation, Maffeo struggled to adjust his body position in order to avoid the attack. But in the end, he was knocked to the ground by that attack, and now he was going to face the iron hooves of these magical dolls.

They surrounded them in an instant, and Maffeo lying on the ground was unable to make a threatening attack, which was also their chance. So they attacked the ground one by one, trying to completely take the lives of the humans in front of them.

Maffeo's ghost hand suddenly erupted with a powerful blast of blood qi, and now, even if he didn't deliberately release Kazan's power, he was able to control the blood qi flowing through his body to a certain extent. The bright red blood energy dotted the white and green armor of the magic figures, which looked extremely strange in this dark environment. The impact of blood energy split two of the magic puppets from their torsos.

Taking advantage of this gap, Maffeo got up from the ground with a little difficulty. The embarrassed appearance may be in line with his fate, and the killing of blood is something he can never escape. The remaining two puppets were undaunted and once again surrounded from both sides, one of them placing the axe horizontally in front of him, as if it was about to launch a sweeping blow against a wide area. The other puppet is holding a long axe with both hands, as if it is fighting to the death.

Maffeo's eyes kept scanning back and forth between the two magic dolls, the other of them didn't move for the time being, and he already had a plan. Everything that had been silent suddenly began to become lively, and the magic puppet on the left finally made a long-contained attack.

The sweep of the long axe provoked a shockwave that could easily sweep away the weak body, which Maffeo had not expected. It was difficult for him to maintain his body's center of gravity under the shockwave, and at this time, the magic puppet on the right swung his axe and unleashed a diagonal slash as if he had been waiting for a long time. Judging by the position, the slash would have split Maffeo's body in two.

Perhaps what happened next would surprise the puppets, but Maffeo raised his sword with one hand to parry the puppet's slash, and then waved his left hand back lightly, and a bloody impact hit the puppet behind him like an arrow from the string. It tried to fend off the onslaught of blood with its long axe, but it easily pierced through its long axe and struck its torso.

Probably because of the lack of strength, the blood qi did not dim the red light in its eyes. However, at this time, Maffeo had no time to care about the magic doll that had not yet fallen, because the pressure on his right hand at this time almost broke it.

He quickly condensed his blood qi and slammed his fist into the leg of the magic doll in front of him, and although the power was not too strong, he managed to separate the leg from its body. The doll, which had lost its center of gravity, collapsed to the ground in an instant, and the pressure exerted disappeared in an instant. Maffeo immediately stood up and swung his greatsword to cut through the long axe it was gripping in his hand, much easier than he had imagined.

Having lost its weapon, it was no longer as threatening, and Maffeo was finally able to take care of the magic puppet behind him. It looked a little ridiculous, and it took the broken axe and swooped down on Maffeo once more. Although the broken axe was largely out of use, it still struck, not caring about its weapon.

Maffeo took a step back, thankfully he hadn't tripped over the fallen doll, or he might have tasted the dust on the ground. He aimed the blade of his greatsword at the magic puppet that was rushing towards him, and at the same time, he used his feet to make an instant surprise movement. Such a scene may be very bloody in the eyes of any knight, but Maffeo does not think so, all he has is death.

Maffeo's one-handed sword assault action was to slash the blade into its torso, as if it had hit some kind of energy source that provided magical energy, and the red light in the magic puppet's eyes gradually dimmed, which also represented the end of its mission.

Without much thought, the puppet behind him, who had lost a leg, still squirmed towards Maffeo. The latter turned around and muttered in a low voice, "What a bunch of hellish madmen you are......"

He slid forward and slashed, a bit of a waste against such a magical puppet that didn't pose much of a threat, but it was the respect that Maffeo had chosen to show to his opponent. All three slashes hit its torso, and Maffeo could feel the paralysis in his arm and the fatigue of overusing his blood. After dealing with the last of the magic doll, he sits down on the ground.

"Looks like you're still alive, good luck. "Marcos and Karl walked over, and it looked as if they had already settled the fight.

"The future has always been so cruel. Maffeo smiled wryly.

"Don't do that, man, we're the first to see the future. Marcos crouched down and said in a reassuring tone.

Maffeo hurriedly shook his index finger, "No, no, no, it's very good, really." ”

"Hey, can I think you're kidding me?" Marcos slammed a punch into Maffeo's chest.

"Of course you can think so, but it has nothing to do with me. Maffeo shot back.

"Come on. Karl held out his right hand, and Marcos stood up, extending his right hand as well.

Maffeo smiled, "The service is really considerate. He grabbed their hands and pulled himself off the ground. "Isn't it?"

"Let's go. Marcos laughed. "The light is right in front of you. ”

The three of them met the words and cast their eyes forward, where the light in the darkness finally appeared. Like a man in the water grasping a life-saving straw, the three of them couldn't wait to move towards the light.