The remaining battles of the Oak Tavern with the Friends of the Train
Norton cut all the tightropes with a sword, grabbing the slightly more Victoria: "There are a lot of people at the door, now there are only members of this cult, we should also act"
Victoria was a little tired, but she looked vindictive: "I have recovered some experience, throw me out first, I have a plan to get out."
Norton didn't pay attention to Victoria's weak state, after all, she had no problem dealing with those people at the door now, and lifted her neckline and threw it at the door.
Glancing at the new arrivals at the door, the mysterious man also tacitly picked up the witch and threw it to the little brother who came to pick it up at the door.
The Hello split up some of them, the fastest ones took the witches, and the rest rushed towards Victoria.
Due to the teachings and liturgy of the Church, Norton had to wait for the mysterious man to finish this set of moves before continuing the fight.
Victoria, who was thrown out, was not ambiguous at all, and she was still a little weak, and she did not change her posture, with the help of Norton's immense power, through dynamic vision. Dodge bullets and weapons with only a minimal range of motion, and hit a lot of Hello like bowling.
Hello hurriedly got out of the way, looked at the tall sexy female knight who fell to the ground, grinned, and stared straight at her full breasts.
They began to slowly gather in the direction of Victoria, and when everyone gathered around her and was eager to try, an alchemy card pressed under the newspaper was quietly activated.
The smoke from the cards filled the space, and the group couldn't open their eyes, and it took a long time for their eyesight to regain and look at Victoria's location again, and the person disappeared.
In the next second, the rapier began to fly in an elegant way in the accomplice pile, screams and blood spilled everywhere, and the broken arm of the residual value continued to fly out of the thick smoke.
After a while, the female knight who was biting the rare recovery card came out of the smoke, checked her remaining strength, and now entered the house to drag down the battle, jumped on the roof, and monitored the avenue.
At the same time, in the tavern ...
In the face of such a powerful enemy, Norton discarded the medium-sized sword that had been cut to the point and had a large number of gaps, replaced it with an axe gun that had been left behind on the floor, and made a mid-door strike to kill him.
The mystery man unbuttoned his mask and took advantage of Norton's surprise to attack, pressing the long handle with a short hit and close quarters, leaving no chance for 6 Norton to create a counterattack.
A tentative attack and defense were quickly carried out, and the two of them played without leaking, creating a big hole in the center of the fight.
Norton was a little anxious, the flames around him stimulated his nervous nerves all the time, and one of them rushed into the arms of the mysterious man, grabbed the mysterious man's head with both hands and slammed it to the floor.
Suddenly, the mysterious human head broke through the blood flow and began to stumble backwards.
The mysterious man asked puzzledly, "How can the minions of the state religion have so many weapon skills other than holy energy?" Aren't you supposed to be in the family of a high-ranking officer? ”
Norton didn't answer, wrapped magic around the weapon to avoid breaking, and impatiently attacked the mysterious man's abdomen, and the mysterious man avoided the blow on the right side, drawing a short knife and stabbing Norton in the armpit.
Norton took a step back, and with a push of the longshank, he widened the distance between the two of them, followed by a side kick to widen the distance from the mystery, and switched to the middle of the longshank, and used the hammer to hammer the mystery.
The Mystic didn't parry or dodge, and teleported from Norton's crotch to his back in a large number of thin lines, throwing the remaining daggers, but instead of penetrating the Church armor, he absorbed a lot of mana.
Norton hurriedly converted a large amount of magic into faith and exploded the alchemy thread, took out the alchemy card and slowly recovered his strength.
A poisonous mist emanated from the mysterious man, obscuring Norton's vision, but neither of them dared to use faith or spells to act rashly, after all, the slightest hint of uncontrolled heat could quickly consume life.
The sturdy beams that had been burning for a long time finally let out a scream, and the support columns couldn't bear the toss of the two and began to collapse continuously, and a large amount of burning building materials pressed against the two.
Norton was the first to stand up from the fire and rubble, pushing away the burning materials around him, constantly checking the traces around him, but he was extremely uncomfortable with the smoke of the fire.
The mystery man is gone.
Three days later...
Two "civil servants" covered in bandages set off in the direction of the imperial capital on an old-fashioned steam train that was long overdue for retirement, and the train was rather dilapidated and full of oxide.
The hoarse "buzz, buzz" of the aging steam engine and the sound of the underpowered railroad tracks constantly irritated Norton's nerves, and he was bored and abandoned the necessary etiquette for the clergy in public, and Street Fighter generally lay on three seats.
Victoria stared at the big scoundrel, constantly cutting through the cards that had already been played tired, and the patience of the two of them had long since been exhausted after only three days of the seven-day journey.
A yellowed poster was plastered on the face of the "male civil servant" from the wall of the train, and Norton grabbed the poster and held it open impatiently.
The poster is quite clumsy, I don't know which township painter made the master version, a symbolic tall hero raised his right hand and raised a banner that "the cornerstone of the dynasty is dedication", and the four people below hugged each other, and the whole poster was full of political correctness.
Norton finally couldn't help it: "Will the Inquisition of the Anglican Headquarters punish us?" The clues are lost. ”
Victoria crushed the "bed" under her with a hand, and said lazily: "Probably not, I don't know how the two of us can be punished." ”
"Will you be locked up?"
"How many times are you going to ask this stupid question?"
Victoria turned around and yawned as she refused to talk about the "country teacher."
The old train came to a halt, and two strange people came up on the line, the first of which was a black-robed witch with the brim of her hat pressed to her nose, a dwarf with a gun and a hammer stuck all over her body.
The door closed, and the four people in the car each exchanged a complicated gaze, and the air seemed to be made solid by a kind of glue, and no one was comfortable, and a gentleman's voice suddenly sounded, diluting the stalemate.
"I'm the witch's messenger, and she wants to say hello everyone." A black cat with a bow floats in the middle of the four.
Seeing that his opening remarks could not arouse the interest of others, the black cat retreated to the witch's side with interest, and after eating the witch's punch, he honestly turned into a cat and fell back on the witch's knees.
The dwarf shrugged his shoulders, rolled his eyes, and gave the knight group two flashlights that could be pinned to his chest as a gesture of friendship, opening up the topic: "Let's introduce ourselves first." The head smiled, took out a pile of food from his backpack and put it in the middle.
The four of them began to eat indifferently, and although the food was quite delicious, they still didn't know how to speak.
…
If this continues, the air between the four of them is expected to become more stiff, and in order to relieve the loneliness of the rest of the journey, the witch took the lead and made a preliminary self-introduction.
told his own story.