typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 86: On the Use of Fear in Melee Combat

After the black car followed quietly, the two black jeeps originally parked on the roadside also quickly followed, but neither Casilios nor Salomon paid attention. Because Eton College is located in Berkshire.

, Casilios needs to drive from London to the west. The M4 highway has always been one of the main roads to the outside of London. There are so many vehicles coming and going on this road that the three following cars are not noticeable at all.

When Casilios drove through Heathrow Airport, several cars that were following him suddenly accelerated and drove next to the vehicle in which Salomon was sitting. At this time, Salomon had just arrived.

He just tied his little emperor's cloak around him. This was proof that he had applied for the scholarship. As long as he had this cloak, he would be a master at Eton. Those senior students who ordered the junior students to serve tea and water would not

You don't have eyes to mess with him.

Well, it may also be that people are superior to people, (*/ω\*)

After all, the junior students who were instructed still need to do some things that girls can do, and the atmosphere in British boys' schools is a bit gay. But Salomon can at least ensure his own safety, which is the most important thing.

Salomon's wrist was a gift from Bayonetta, just like the suit. Bayonetta believed that a mature man needs at least one watch. Salomon did not know that this watch had a black semi-matte crocodile leather strap.

The watch is worth a lot, but it is certainly not cheap.

Another gift was given by Joan of Arc. Although she didn’t know where she got Salomon’s course schedule, when she saw the fencing class, she immediately prepared a gorgeously decorated bayonet for Salomon.

That is to say, a Western sword, which is longer than today's small swords - Salomon doesn't know if this French woman has a wrong brain. Today's fencing lessons are not like those five hundred years ago, where one could lose one's life at any time.

All students were wearing protective gear, and the tip of the training rapier was also a ball - but Joan of Arc still asked Salomon to wear it, because the rapier has always been the status symbol and weapon of the nobility. Bayonetta

He also advised Salomon to accept this gift. After all, this is the first step in the reconciliation between Joan of Arc and Salomon.

"You have a tuxedo and a sword, and now you are still missing a few girls." Casilios held a cigarette in his mouth and took a deep drag. "It's a pity that you went to a boys' school, otherwise this would be like this."

The aristocratic look will definitely attract many little girls."

"You know I'm not interested, Cassilios." Salomon packed his sword bag boredly, "I'm not interested in either girls or boys."

"Then tell me about those two witches." Cassilios said, "What? Mordo told me that you hang out with them all day long... Those are two charming girls..."

Salomon rolled his eyes and said, "Except that I am more than five hundred years older, there is nothing special..."

At this time, the car was driving towards the Queen's Reservoir, passing through the reservoir, and in front of it was Old Windsor. Eton College is located at the northernmost end of Windsor Castle, which is also Salomon's destination. Compared with when he first left London, this place is

There were a lot fewer vehicles. Two black jeeps stepped on the accelerator and drove to the left and right of Casilios and Salomon. The black car in front also blocked the front, and three cars surrounded them in the middle.

At this time, even a fool could tell that something was wrong. Casilios narrowed his eyes, let go of the steering wheel, took out the hanging ring from his suit pocket and put it on his hand. "Who do you think it is?" he said.

Asked, "I always think they are here to trouble you, Salomon."

"I think so too." Salomon's actions were exactly the same as Casilios's, and he also put the hanging ring on the index finger and middle finger of his left hand. At the same time, he also quickly recalled what he had done recently, which might

Things that aroused suspicion, but after thinking about it, Salomon couldn't think of any clues that he had missed that would allow others to track him, except for one thing - "I probably guessed it." He said, "I and I

A S.H.I.E.L.D. agent met."

"Are you serious?" Cassilios asked, "Do you think SHIELD will suspect you just from one face-to-face meeting?"

"It's hard to say." Salomon stretched out his hand to open the skylight. He unzipped the sword bag and pulled out the rapier inside. "That's a level nine agent."

"How do you know? Wait, you want to solve this matter yourself?" Casilios quickly pressed Salomon's shoulder, "But they must have guns."

"Oh, you have been of great help. You will be responsible for the expansion of the mirror dimension." Salomon recited a spell, and a protective force field enveloped him. Then he stepped on the seat and carried it with one hand.

Holding the stabbing sword, he jumped out of the sunroof with a slight leap. Salomon's back was straight and he stood firmly on the roof of the car. His cloak swayed like black waves in the galloping wind, and the back of his black tuxedo also swayed.

It sounded like a flag. His slender fingers held the hilt of the sword, as if he were a young man who lived a few centuries ago and was confident about the upcoming duel. There seemed to be stands around him, with many people wearing clothes standing on them.

The girl in palace clothes was standing not on the roof of the car, but on a garden covered with fallen leaves.

The Mystic Master stretched out his fingers and loosened his tie slightly, which had always made him uncomfortable. He was looking forward to the girls' handkerchiefs, which were a sign of victory.

"The target jumped out of the sunroof and is standing on the roof of the car." The person in the black jeep was reporting through the intercom. The action team member looked at Salomon and smiled at them, opening his mouth and not knowing what he said.

Report quickly, "We have been discovered!"

"Action!" The window of the black jeep suddenly rolled down, revealing several black gun muzzles. The black car in front also slowed down suddenly, trying to force Casilios to stop. Then, patterns like broken glass appeared in front of the road.

, but these people turned a blind eye. Salomon smiled, he had been impatient for a long time, and now Casilios has prepared the mirror dimension, he can show off his talents.

The next moment, four cars suddenly disappeared from the road, leaving no trace.

"Put down your weapons!" the action team members wearing black masks shouted. At this time, they had not realized that they had entered an isolated space, and they were still pointing their assault rifles at Salomon.

"Drop your weapons!" he shouted, "CIA! Stop and get checked!"

The black car in front suddenly stopped. Casilios stepped on the accelerator and slammed into it, making a loud bang. As expected, the front of the car dented. Before the impact, Salomon lifted up

He picked up his feet and stepped onto the jeep on the right. The shaking caused by the vehicle did not make him lose his balance at all. This was also the effect of magic. Now Salomon no longer has to eat spiders when he uses the spider-walking technique.

An action team member fired, and he aimed at Salomon's leg. The bullet pierced through the air with a whistling and explosive sound, and flew accurately to Salomon's knee. But the flight of the bullet

The trajectory was stopped by an invisible force field, but this force reflected the bullet back and hit the armor plate on the chest of the action team member.

"The enemy has guns!" He fell on the seat, and the pain in his ribs reminded him of the opponent's counterattack. He loudly reminded his teammates, "I didn't see how he fired!"

"Radio contact lost!" the driver also shouted, "We have lost all contact methods! The enemy has jamming devices! We have been betrayed!"

"F*ck! F*ck!" The action team member peeked out again, but did not see Salomon's figure. Then, he saw an astonishing scene. The originally straight road suddenly folded vertically, like a fold.

Like a thin piece of paper, the black jeep on the right and the other three vehicles are no longer traveling on the same plane. Now their road has become sloping, and the distance from other vehicles is getting farther and farther. But the driver is not in the mood to think about this.

point, because he had to increase the accelerator to ensure that the vehicle would not roll over.

"Target disappears! Repeat! Target disappears!"

"What the hell is going on!" the team leader yelled angrily. This operation was extremely weird from the beginning. First it was the opponent who was moving too fast to see clearly, then it was radio interference, and now it was the terrain problem - this

This type of terrain does not exist on the M4!

"Wrong answer." Salomon's voice came from the roof of the car, "You didn't tell me the information I wanted to know."

"He's on the roof of the car! How come he wasn't thrown off!" A member of the action team cursed and took out his pistol, leaned out half of his body and tried to shoot at the person standing on the roof of the car - because the jeep was bulletproof, including

The roof of the car - but before he could see Salomon's figure, a long and narrow sword blade appeared in front of his eyes. The sharp sword tip inserted into his eye socket accurately and quickly, and penetrated through the back of his head.

come out.

When Salomon pulled out the rapier, black and red blood gushed out like a fountain, and fell at Salomon's feet like a handkerchief thrown by girls after a successful duel. With a muffled sound, the body

The lifeless body fell out of the car and was run over by the speeding jeep.

"Shoot!" Before the leader could order others to attack Salomon together, the bayonet stained with emerald green flames penetrated the roof of the car and cut off the leader's cervical vertebra with precision like a scalpel. The emerald green flames seemed to have

Like a living object, it jumped from the sword body to another action team member.

"Shit!" The operator hurriedly slapped the flames on his body. The nylon body armor was not fireproof. But Salomon's action did not stop. He continued to lift the rapier and stab it down. No one tried to detect it.

Shoot him out of the car window, but as soon as those action members leaned out, they would be tied up with their arms by a bolt of lightning and pulled up to the roof of the car, and then Salomon would slit his throat with a bayonet. The people in the car could only

They saw the corpse rolling down behind the car. Every scream and the sound of the corpse falling hit their hearts like a heavy hammer. They are the elite among the elite. They have dealt with many people with super powers, but none of them have super powers.

People are as weird as today's target.

They are fearless, but today, fear still envelopes them, because they have no power to fight back, just like chickens waiting to be slaughtered, tremblingly waiting for their fate. Salomon's figure gradually becomes the most beautiful person in their lives.

The fearful things overlapped, and those nightmares from their childhood crawled out again from under the bed, from the closet, and from the story books. They made gurgling chuckles and stretched out again from the accumulated black memories of the past.

Izuku's cold claws patted their shoulders and faces. This was a reunion after many years. This fear had grown up with them, and now it has come to them again. As long as the current action team members see Salo

If the corner of his clothes is covered even a little bit, he will start shouting in panic.

Now they are not thinking about how to complete the mission, but how to survive. When they first received the mission, they thought the target was an ordinary person with super powers, and he also had high-temperature abilities. Now it seems that this information is all wrong, even if they

No one would blame them for running away from the battlefield, because action with inaccurate intelligence would lead to death.

Suddenly, the car regained its balance, and the driver slowly released the accelerator. No one spoke. Except for the leader who was still lingering and a few action team members holding pistols tightly, the hot-headed people in the car

Everyone was dead. The car slowly stopped, and no one dared to gasp loudly, for fear that the slightest movement would attract an attack.

Salomon was a little confused. Isn't now a good opportunity to fight back? Why didn't they take action? Or... the fear technique he used was a bit too exciting for ordinary people?


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next