Chapter 383 Right hand, mouth gun, two-pronged approach
The "ordinary high school students" with a harem of hundreds of girls suddenly attacked. If Crounpis hadn't made a clone to block it as a substitute, she would have been killed instantly by that right hand.
"Haha, if my prescient eye hadn't noticed that my hands suddenly shriveled up..." Crounpisi thought, and felt a chill down her spine.
After the flower clone completely disappeared, Crownpis didn't look back. She took out a few wine glasses and threw the bottle to Star.
Star seemed to be in shock, muttering, "Do you still want to have a drink and negotiate with the enemy who attacked me without saying a word?" He poured the wine, no, he tried to pour the wine, but he knocked over the first glass.
"Oh, it seems there's no room for us to sit down and have a good talk?" Crounpis turned her back to the passerby-faced boy and crossed her chest with a regretful tone.
"Don't worry, you will have plenty of time after arriving at Xintiandi," the young man said.
"Where are the other demon gods? How are they? Were they all your fault? How many have been solved?"
"What's the use of remembering how many there are and what happened?" The young man took out a silver left wrist and threw it on the ground with a clang.
Crounpis remembered that her "King's Treasure House" had something similar, and thought it would be better to consider it a divine weapon, and those qualified to use it in the forbidden world were definitely not humans.
"Can you throw it away? Magicians will bid for it in units of hundreds of millions."
"What can I do with so much money? My life has been taken away by the devil, and I can't go back." The young man shrugged, "So I banished all those who looked like devils, and the ones I didn't touch were still there.
There's Nephthys, the Empress, and Othinus, that's all? Oh, and there's also Seng Zheng? He was thrown into the universe and I don't know when he will come down."
"Hey, where am I?"
"Well, what should I do with you?"
Crownpis is a demon, and can be called a demon, but her essence is still different from the demons sublimated by magicians in this world. She used her own blood to merge into mythology and became a demon in mythology. In other words, she is the same as the demon in the forbidden world.
The physical angels and demons are similar, but at a higher level.
But when the young man said before, "It's like the total banishment of the devil," it was equivalent to a death sentence.
"I don't remember the Demon God offending you. After all, does the Demon God care about a galgame protagonist?" Before Crounpis could finish her sentence, she remembered the "bang" sound of a gunpowder explosion under her armpit!
Crounpis held a powerful pistol with a caliber of more than 10mm under his arm while crossing his chest, intending to catch his opponent off guard by launching a sudden attack during the conversation.
The blow just now made Crownpiss judge that this boy was very ordinary, but his right hand had properties similar to "imagine breaker". Although it was a natural enemy, it was not immune to ordinary things.
Failed.
The bullet is "sucked in" before reaching it.
And what the boy did was the right hand that was almost like greeting him from just now. In other words, he didn't let down his guard.
"Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!" Claine Pet shot the bullet in one breath, throwing the pistol towards the boy.
The young man called his hand, and then the pistol exploded like a grenade, and all the fire and smoke were "sucked in" with a wave of his right hand.
That right hand resisted the attack for less than a moment, and it was countless times faster than the disappearance of the clown's clone. Maybe Ichijing?
"This fighting method... no, since the same banishment phenomenon as other demon gods has occurred before, it means that you are indeed the same kind of existence. There is nothing wrong with adopting this method of fighting after seeing my hand."
The young man twisted his neck and made a "click" sound, and stretched out his right hand again.
Star disappeared, and Crounpis picked up a revolver made in Academy City, facing a storm of thousands of shells per minute in front of him.
The moment a large amount of cannon fodder ammunition was easily eliminated, she dodged the attack range of her right hand.
"Long-range? Can it keep up with even Mach's attacks? It's more convenient for phantom killing, but it seems that there is a considerable delay in eliminating close and far." She thought.
Crounpiss did not throw bullets to kill the opponent, but noticed the characteristics of pistol bullets and explosions when they were eliminated, and adopted a method that made it easier to observe the opponent's attacks without wasting his strength.
Crounpisi's body circled around the young man with constant bursts of explosive acceleration. The moment it decelerated, it sprayed bullets, and the next moment it exploded again with a sonic boom and disappeared from the human eye.
The precognitive eye cannot determine the boy's attack, but as long as it pays attention to the possibility that its body will deflate like a balloon in an instant, it can avoid it. What makes Crounpis stunned is the possibility in her if future
is gradually increasing.
[So, did the devil offend you? Are you super angry?] She started the magic communication.
The young man looked at ease. Maybe his anger really needed to be vented, so he spoke: "This power is not something we choose to get."
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"The wish of the devil, who alone accounts for a large percentage of magicians, is buried in his right hand. This power distorts everything about the people around him. Originally, they had their own lives, but because of this right hand, their lives were changed. Everyone
Originally, it didn't matter to me that we didn't interact with each other. I was content with ordinary people going their own way! But! You demon gods smiled and thought that if you give me a responsibility, you should give me some benefits, open a harem for me, and treat others like this.
Is everything twisted? What qualifications do gods have to extend their dirty hands into the hearts of human beings?"
[…Sorry, sorry, I almost laughed. It’s really fun to put on interesting absurd dramas even though you’re just a human being. If you don’t want to be a harem boy, just ignore those girls. They can take advantage of you.
How about it?】
"This right hand is indeed not what I want. Of course I have to give it up if I can, but that doesn't mean I want to abandon someone who is suffering in front of me on the other side of the world!"
[Hehehe, then aren’t you ungrateful? If you didn’t have that right hand, you would just turn into a corpse on the roadside and be forgotten when you take action, right? Those girls, from vicious criminals, orcs, and ability users to magicians and knights,
There are all kinds of people, right? According to my assessment, the total combat power is greater than the strongest academy in Academy City. People like this need to be saved. What can you do without that right hand?】
"It's not because of this right hand that they became like this! They think they can just rely on me. Standing by his side requires stronger strength, right? Each of them has become strange. Originally, they were all ordinary people.
They have all stepped into an abnormal world, who is it that makes them abnormal?"