Chapter 115: Killing
Updated: 2012-08-30
Kazuo Biandu rushed to the south exit of the gymnasium like crazy.
The swordsman's eyes were bloodshot and his eyes were full of fear.
Just five minutes earlier, an overwhelming slaughter had unfolded in the arena of the match.
The scene of Nethan's instant killing deeply shocked the hearts of everyone present, and after a moment of silence, Jenny screamed first.
"Retreat!"
As the huntress screamed, the long fingers in her hand flicked again and again, and a series of laser arrows shot towards the werewolf.
Faced with a laser arrow large enough to pierce through the tactical armor, the werewolf simply raised his right arm and opened his palm wide. As the laser arrow approached it, the Ice Flame field unfolded at the same time. As if the arrow had been shot into water, its speed was slowed down indefinitely, and then the absolute zero ice flame interfered with the energy aggregation pattern of the arrow, so that the laser arrows dissipated invisibly.
Jenny was a little distracted, it was the first time she had seen a creature break up its attack in such a way.
At the moment of her rudeness, the werewolf closed his palm in her direction.
In an instant, five ice ridges up to a meter long appeared silently around Jenny. By the time the huntress noticed them, the five ice edges had pierced into her sensual body like sharp fangs.
The ice ridges that enter from the throat, chest, lower abdomen, thighs and arms nailed Jenny directly to the ground. Jenny's body immediately erupted with blood, but while the blood was still in the air, it quickly froze along with her body. On the ice-crystallized body, Jenny's expression of fear before death was forever frozen in this moment of time, and it would not disappear until the ice sculpture was broken.
Almost at the same time, Kazuo Bento and Kurt retreated in different directions.
Upon contact with Brian's body, the werewolf felt a strange and cold force field on its body. The werewolf quickly analyzed that it was this force field that affected Brian, otherwise with the agility and vigor of the wolf king, he would at least be able to support his arrival.
So when he noticed that Zuma was moving with the same fluctuations as on the old wolf king's corpse, the werewolf directly put him on his priority list.
No matter how simple it was, the werewolf pounced on Zuma at a speed not inferior to teleportation. After absorbing Brian's essence and blood, the werewolf has improved in various abilities. Zuma's movements, though strange, are not yet fast. The body wrapped in black aura made a spatial leap motion, and the werewolf had already come to his side.
A fist with ice and flame blasted out.
Time seemed to freeze, and the Indian looked back in horror, his body being carried into a mysterious parallel space by the dark element, and would appear on the other side of the arena in 1 second. However, in the process, he saw that a small part of the werewolf's fist also disappeared into real space.
Time flows again.
Zouma appeared in the predetermined position in the blink of an eye, but a blue fist mark was clearly imprinted on his back. The expansion of the fist seal was already all over Zuma's body at the moment when the Indians were about to make the second space jump. When the Indians reappeared, they were covered with the debris of countless ice crystals.
While the werewolf kills Zuma, Kazuo Biandu uses his peculiar footwork to the limit. Seeing that the exit was in sight, the Dongying swordsman finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. But what he didn't expect was that the werewolf suddenly crashed out from the side of the rear passage, carrying the rubble of the wall, and the fist wrapped in deadly ice flames infinitely sliced the distance between the swordsman and the swordsman.
It's less than ten meters from the exit.
Kazuo Biandu shouted, and the long knife in his hand bounced up, stabbing at the werewolf's eyebrows at lightning speed.
The werewolf quickly figured out that the attack force field carried by the long knife would be inserted into its brain at the same time that it hit the human. In an instant, it grasped the strategy of this human being.
Fight like Kilkenny cats!
The werewolf bears the sacred mission of continuing the descendants of Fenli wolves, and naturally refuses to die with Bian Du Kazuo. So the fist changed course in mid-air and slammed into the long knife.
The long knife shook violently, and the blue ice crystals spread all the way away. Kazuo Bian Du saw the opportunity and made a decision and put aside the long knife. But he was always a line slower, and the zero degree ice crystals still climbed into his knife-wielding hand. Kazuo Bian Watari shouted again, and the short knife in his other hand slashed at his frozen arm, and at the same time he finally rushed out of the door of the gymnasium.
The werewolf caught up and stepped out of the gate with one foot. The roar of high-speed heavy artillery rang out, and 15mm large-caliber warheads fired at it at a frantic rate of two thousand rounds per minute. The body of the new wolf king was still not strong enough to chase down Kazuo Biandu against the torrent of bullets from the high-speed cannon, so it could only retreat unwillingly.
The swordsman who almost fell to the ground looked at the off-road vehicle on the street in disbelief, and the commander George was using high-speed heavy artillery to saturate fire, and kept gesturing to Kazuo Bian Watari to retreat.
Under the cover of continuous heavy artillery fire, Kazuo Biandu finally saved his life and climbed onto the off-road vehicle with a roll. And in the gymnasium, there are werewolves who are unwilling to roar non-stop.
Eyes looked away from the fierce battle surface at the south exit of the gymnasium, and Zero sat back.
"It doesn't look very promising. Zero said, looking at his left arm with a wry smile.
He was now in an abandoned house half a kilometer away from the gymnasium, and his whole body was almost shrunk into a corner. Zero trembled slightly, and the whole person felt as if he was in the polar region, and he only felt boundless cold.
The cold came from the wound on his left hand, and Zero trembled as he pulled out a simple medical kit from his marching backpack. He pulled out the sterilized scalpel from it and gritted his teeth and cut into the wound. Zero held a scalpel in his right hand to remove the frozen muscles, and even scraped some ice chips off the bones. When the cleanup was over, he shivered profusely.
The blood on his hands had already flowed all over the ground, and the cleared wound had a clearly visible bloody hole. Through the wound, you can even see the white bones inside. But after the dead flesh was cleaned, Zero felt the cold on his left hand finally disappear. He gritted his teeth to keep himself from fainting. After spraying the wound violently with hemostatic spray and pricking himself with first-aid medicine, Zero carefully bandaged his left arm with a sterile bandage.
When all this was done, Zero could no longer resist the tiredness that was like a tsunami. He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth to keep himself from moaning, and forced himself into light sleep. It wasn't long before he finally let out a fairly steady breath, but his right hand was still pressed against Colt's gun.
In the state of sleep, Zero's ability to regenerate quickly from Hans's blood comes into play. As the new musculature gradually fills the void in the wound, Zero's vitality is constantly recovering. When he awoke, Zero regained his basic mobility, and that's when he left Morin City.