Things also developed as Alves thought, and in the face of the death dilemma, Gerard once again cut off one of Trollope's arms, making Trollope's explosive strength weaken again.

"Haruto, let's go together."

As soon as he fell back to the roof, Alves shouted to Haruto Mimori again, and at the same time, the whole person was like an arrow from the string, and pounced on Trolop.

He, shot.

Haruto Mimori also shot.

The hope of killing Trolope is pinned on the current Gerrard, which is not realistic at all, because he is already in a serious state of injury after being knocked into the air twice in a row by Trolope.

If Trollope gives him another time, he will basically die.

In order to prevent Gerald from jumping off the wall, or rather, Alves wants to kill Trolope before he jumps over the wall and thinks of ending up together.

Otherwise, once he can't see hope and dismantles his ability, then Alves and Haruto Mimori will have to face another powerful Trollope.

The two figures pounced towards Trolop at the same time, forming a flanking momentum of one left and one right.

Watching Alves and Mimori Haruto's movements, Gerald's pupils shrank, and he had fully understood Alves's plan at this time.

"Abominable !!"

Gerard hated it in his heart, and at this time, even if he wanted to recover from Trolope's injuries by disabling his telekinesis ability, and once again have the strength to explode in his heyday, it would be too late.

The telekinesis ability "Polespo" that Gerald has cultivated can indeed make it manifest and disappear between movements, but the injuries caused by "Polespo" will not, and it will take time for Trolop to recover.

Even though, this time is short.

Catcher Punch.

Eight Phantom Fists.

Alves and Haruto Mimori erupted at the same time, using the attack methods they are good at.

Troope, who had lost both arms and was bleeding from his wounds, let out a roar in the face of the tremendous force that was stirring like a tide, a torrent, and an uncontrollable surge in the bodies of the two.

"Whew!!"

Alves single-handedly removed Trollope's head, causing his roar to come to an abrupt end.

With his ferocious fists, Mimori Haruto blasted Trollope's body away and slammed it on the roof.

Bang!

The roof exploded and the dust ring kicked up.

Grabbing Trollope's head in his hand, Alves stared at it coldly, and Gerald, who stood up, said, "You are the only one left." ”

Haruto Mimori turned to gaze, and at the same time, the hidden phantom clone appeared, forming a siege for Gerald.

Gerald swept his gaze, looked at Alves calmly, and said, "If you want my life, then come and take it!" ”

His gaze instantly became extremely fierce and fierce, and the intention of fighting to the death rose on his body.

Of their team, Trollope is the most hidden, Davide is the strongest on the surface, but Gerrard is the most dangerous.

Dangerous abilities, sane brains.

The combination of the two, Gerald's comprehensive combat power in his heyday was not weaker than Davide's.

The lion fights the rabbit, still doing his best.

What's more, it is a dangerous person who is facing a trapped beast and fighting, and has the intention of fighting for life and death.

Train.

A majestic and turbulent thought entwined with cold murderous intent suddenly rose from Alves's body, and his frosty eyes stared at Gerald, with no emotion at all, he was simply looking at a dead man.

Under Alves' gaze, even though Gerard was in his heart and death, he had a feeling of chilling all over his body.

Despair!

And go crazy!

"Come on!"

Gerald's feet were slightly bent, his hands hung down to his sides, and the blood-colored blades burst with a cold edge.

"As you wish."

As soon as Alves's voice fell, the three Mimori Haruto surrounded Gerald from three directions.

The last to come, the first to come.

Als threw's head, like a large shot put, at Gerrard.

Swish......

Facing the whizzing head, Gerald waved his left hand upward.

Swish!

Trollope's head was instantly cut into six pieces, and red and white objects splashed in front of Gerald.

Haruto Mimori's true body appeared from his left back, but Gerald, who had been prepared, turned his seriously injured body, and the "Polespo" glowing red gripped towards Haruto Mimori.

Alves stepped out in one step, extremely fast, and the majestic energy swept around him was like a tsunami swallowing everything.

Under the cold murderous intent emanating from Alves's body, Gerard felt the deadly oppressive force, and his whole body was terrified.

"I'm going to die!"

A fear of greatness that had never been seen before enveloped Gerald's body and mind.

He knows.

He understood.

He knows it.

If you can't stop it, you will definitely die.

Between life and death, Gerald's body burst out with a strong desire to survive, and the thoughts in his body swallowed up, and then tightly tightened, wrapped around "Polespo".

"Bloodlight Slash."

The brilliant red light bloomed, and the invincible power swept away.

Under the dual stimulation of life and death pressure and desire to survive, this slash can be called the strongest in Gerald's life.

The blood-colored slash of gold and iron rose with the momentum of tearing everything apart, slicing through the phantom clone left by Mimori Haruto.

"Be the ghost of my sword!"

This slash not only shattered the phantom clone of Haruto Mimori, but also broke the great fear that rose in his heart.

It even made him feel that Alves was going to die under him.

Just when Gerard was quite confident, a not very slender arm pierced through layers of blood-colored Limang and directly clasped his neck.

Gerald's eyes instantly widened into brass bells, covered with hideous bloodshots, and Alves's voice rang out.

"This knife really almost killed me."

Gerald subconsciously wanted to swing his knife at Alves, but although he was fast, Alves reacted faster.

The five fingers that grabbed Gerald's neck with force broke his neck in an instant.

Click~

In an instant, Geraldra shrugged his head, his whole body went limp, his hands fell weakly, and the "Polespo" attached to his fingers disappeared with it.

"Hoo ......"

Alves let go of his grip on Gerald's hand and sat down on the roof with his ass limped.

"I'm so tired~"

At this moment, Alves could no longer raise any strength, and there were five lacerations that were leaning on his chest and were oozing blood.

Alves took Gerald's life without flinching when he delivered the best slash of his life, and that's the price he paid.

If he had to do it again, Alves felt that he might not necessarily succeed, but at that time, he had no choice.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent.

He didn't have the strength to continue fighting.