Chapter 103: The Battlefield (2)
"Damn, they're aiming in the direction of Ship Five!" Acrylic said through gritted teeth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"It's not surprising that these brutes will find a weak spot and attack, and I think it shouldn't be too much of a problem with Ensign Rafa and Ensign Tatia guarding there. Harding said as if he had expected it.
"Uh... , if it's these two people, you really don't have to worry too much," Acrylic's expression suddenly relaxed, "But it's better for me to go on a trip, so as not to have an accident." ā
Seeing that Harding had no intention of stopping him, Acrylic easily jumped and squatted on the guardrail of the ship's side, and his bent legs suddenly exerted force, and the whole person pierced out like an arrow, and the force emanating from his legs made the whole sailboat shake for it.
The moment the acrylic's feet touched the ground, his body flicked forward with the help of inertia, and jumped directly five yards away, and then he pulled out a three-foot-long bright silver scimitar from his waist and ran towards the direction of the fifth ship at great speed.
Everywhere he passed, a silver light appeared, and all the demon wolves within five yards of him were all turned into charcoal and ashes without exception. caused everyone to be secretly stunned and amazed.
It turned out that the scimitar in his hand had a wire connection between the blade and the hilt, and the entire blade looked like a nimble silver snake, and every time he spit out a letter, it would hit the devil's key point accurately.
The mercenary regiment's major shot greatly boosted the morale of the mercenaries, and they once again burst out with a thunderous shout, completely bursting out the ruthlessness in their hearts, while the number of demon wolves decreased rapidly at a faster rate.
"He can always bring unexpected effects to the battle situation," the corners of Harding's mouth raised, and he said to himself, "After this escort mission, this guy should also be promoted, right?"
Harding paused and ordered, "Let the elite of the mercenary group go to support Acrylic and end this battle as soon as possible." ā
Bailey nodded, took out his musket and pressed into a special bullet, and fired a shot in the direction of ship five.
A striking silver streamer streaked across the night sky, and then suddenly exploded in midair, revealing a hideous wolf fireworks, which were extremely dazzling.
After receiving the signal, the elites of the mercenary group scattered all over the battlefield immediately moved in the direction of the wolf's head, as long as it was not a last resort, they directly avoided the demon wolf and ran in the direction of the target.
At this moment, Acrylic had already rushed to the vicinity of the fifth ship, and the two ensigns who had been waiting here immediately greeted him, "Sir!"
Acrylic waved his hand, signaling that the two of them didn't care about his rank, "The demons are coming, the number of them is about thirty, and the specific demons are still uncertain, don't be careless." ā
"Yes, sir. ā
"They're coming," Acrylic's pupils contracted, and the weapon in his hand couldn't help but clench for three points, "Don't let any of them rush into the crowd." ā
When the words fell, the major took the brunt of the rush to the front, and the two lieutenants each drew their weapons and followed closely behind.
In front of them were more than twenty huge Cerberus about a man tall, with brownish-red muscles directly exposed to the air, looking extremely tough, huge heads, bulging fangs, and bulging backs, while the four of them were thick and powerful, and their basin-sized claws looked sharper than steel blades. Riding on their backs is their master, the demon.
"Holy!" Acrylic's expression was furious, his back molars gurgling, and the moment he saw Cerberus, he realized that the situation was worse than they had imagined.
This means that the Soul Reaver has appeared.
Although he had expected this possibility, when he confirmed this, his heart suddenly sank, and he didn't know how many people would stay here forever in this battle.
The elites of the mercenary group who rushed to the scene after receiving the signal suddenly felt a pang in their hearts when they saw Cerberus, most of them had never seen this kind of monster known as a land madman.
Ivan immediately had the idea of turning his head and running away after seeing this group of huge monsters, and in the lecture class of the mercenary group, the instructor had clearly introduced the horror of Cerberus, they are even more difficult to deal with than temptation demons and despairers, and their real horror lies in the soul snatchers who raise them.
Soul Reavers are only small bosses among the many demons, far from reaching the level of elite demons, but even so, it is not something that their group can deal with.
At this moment, Cerberus had already rushed over.
"Team up in two, show the strength you should have, and be sure to entangle them!" Acrylic gave the order, and pulled out a scimitar from his waist bag that was exactly the same as in his hand, he put the card slots of the handle together, and then twisted left and right, and the two scimitars became a double-spinning knife.
"Good luck!" cried Acrylic, holding a double-spinner knife in one hand and a musket at his waist with the other, and rushed forward, followed by two ensigns without expression.
Acrylic has no intention of worrying about others now, and if there is a slight distraction at this time, he does not dare to guarantee that he will survive.
"Die!"
The musket burst out in front of him with an angry blue light, and the silver-plated bullet burst out of the chamber, and one of the seductress demons who rushed at the front of the opponent was immediately shot in the head, and the charcoal-like fire spread rapidly, and after the next breath, it had turned into a cloud of flying ashes.
There was another gunshot, and the head of the Cerberus that had lost its owner was deflected, and the silver bullet grazed its head and flew over, while the Cerberus behind it suddenly changed direction, and the silver bullet completely lost its effect.
Damn!, Acrylic cursed, pinning the musket back to his waist, and when he was still seven yards away from Cerberus, the double-spinner knife in his hand slashed down, and a blade like a match stabbed out head-on.
The moment the blade flew out, the Cerberus rushed into the range of the chainblade, and the speed of this blow was not even inferior to the disemboweling bullet, but the reflexes of the Cerberus were so powerful that they sent chills down the spine.
I saw that its head was tilted, and it bit the blade from the side, and then shook its head violently, trying to throw the opponent's people and weapons away.