Bailang used some divine manipulations, first he lifted Maxim up and swung it from side to side, then waved his double blades to dance, pursuing the victory and killing all the remaining zombies and human beings, chopping melons and vegetables.
In addition to the steadily increasing number of guaranteed embers, I also gained four additional low-quality ‘white keys’. I secretly lamented that Dior is really fat and oily, and I am even more looking forward to facing the bosses who are about to face the battle.
Soon, Jonathan and Wagen also rushed up to help him eliminate the last fish that slipped through the net. By this time, Bailang had swallowed more than 90% of the cannon fodder, and his physical strength was also exhausted.
He has always pursued a 'low-key' attitude and does not want to stand out too much. In addition, it is not a good habit to eat alone, which can easily make his friends feel inferior and alienate him. Therefore, he chose to retreat bravely, hiding his merit and fame, leaving the few who had just broken through the second place.
Several soldiers were left to Jonathan and Vagan, and he chose to rest.
After watching Jojo and Wagen purify and kill several mentally broken zombies, he couldn't help but sigh with relief: This is really a model of concerted efforts to defeat evil forces, and fully reflects what a group is (
ke)The power of knot(xue)'!
…
While Bailang was resting, he bandaged Qibelin's wound. Unfortunately, his medical skills were limited and he could not reattach the broken arm. He failed to show the miracle of medicine and get the "title" out, and he felt guilty for this.
In the 'Manual of Necromantic Medicine', there are obviously related nerve connection skills, but I am still far behind. There is no soul in relying solely on screwdrivers. In the future, I must find an opportunity to hone and improve my medical skills through a lot of practice. It is best to
Solidify another related skill and lay a solid foundation for the medical career!
'Tsunade, Chopper, Kitami Reika, Ghost Hunter, Doctor Strange, Hirasaka Ryuuji, Trafal + Law... Which one is not the top doctor? He has enviable and gorgeous medical skills!
I wonder if there are any relevant abilities for me to strengthen in the paradise?'
When Bailang carefully applied bandages to Qibelin, Manoko's mind... Maybe in which mission, there will be a chance to go to the medical holy place "St. Juliana Hospital" to trigger the "inaugural mission"?
However, based on his investigative intelligence, there is a high chance that this hospital is in the hands of the 'Witch Space' in the next universe, rather than the 'Fire Transfer Cemetery'.
How can I practice it? I really want to study medicine.
Thinking of the unpleasantness, Bailang tightened it hard, and while Qibelin groaned in pain, he tied a knot to ensure that the bandage would not loosen.
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Mustache is also a person who has experienced great storms. More than twenty years ago, he witnessed his own father evolve into a vampire. After killing a whole boat of companions, he had nowhere to escape under the rising sun and disappeared from the world. After that, he traveled around the world by boat.
On the top of the primitive and backward world, he lived an ascetic life and honed his ripple power.
Therefore, a mere broken arm could not shake Qibelin's iron will at all. He quickly used the 'Ripple Breathing Technique' to suppress the blood loss of the broken arm and regain his physical fitness to its peak state.
When Jonathan and the two returned, Qibelin's face was already red, and he solemnly said: "Although I have a broken arm, I am not a cripple. I still have a gun! Even if both hands are broken, I still have a gun."
Feet, and mouth! I won’t drag you down, I must witness the defeat of the evil vampire Dio with my own eyes!”
Jonathan looked at the other person's broken arm, feeling ashamed and regretful in his heart, and nodded silently.
As we all know, "Sacrificing a teammate" will inevitably trigger the "Protagonist Halo" of Destiny Child and obtain all kinds of incredible blessings. Although Zebelin did not die, his success applied buffs to Jonathan through "Sacrificing a hand".
Bailang could already feel that Jonathan's face was completely different! His temperament was cast into a shadow, as if he had grown up in an instant.
A man's transformation and maturity often only takes a moment.
The next moment, the four of them stood side by side again, moving in unison, walking like the "four great talents in Jiangnan", bathing in the moonlight and walking towards the castle where Dior was hiding!
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"What? The whole army of the undead was wiped out? That's a total of 2,132 people! A bunch of useless trash." Dio slapped an owl with a funny human head away from his eyes.
After the strange bird was knocked down, it flapped its wings and flew up again, anxiously saying: "It's absolutely true, I just hovered over the battlefield and saw with my own eyes the remains of zombies everywhere, almost none of them complete! They must have used evil methods.
The magic weapon harvested the lives of zombies." The harpy said in fear.
"Keep an eye on them and pass on information at any time." Dio quickly drank a glass of blood and was shocked. He couldn't understand how an army of more than two thousand people could be wiped out in the blink of an eye.
Even if they stretch their necks to kill one after another, one every 10 seconds, it will still take an hour and a half. How long has it been? Not even 20 minutes! So he must arrange his men to see the other party's methods with his own eyes. What if it really happens?
It was beyond expectation and extremely terrifying. He would never wait any longer and ran away first.
"As you command, my master."
Dio looked at the two silent guards on the left and right, finally breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.
Cut off the hat man's arm with a sword. Even if they are strong, their strength is limited.
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As they approached the castle, the four of Bailang felt a powerful momentum coming towards them, evil, depressing, terrifying, full of bestiality... and indescribable weirdness.
It was a group of black figures wearing armor, hiding in the shadow of the castle. They stood scattered and motionless, as if they were welcoming friends from afar.
As the distance between the two parties gradually narrowed, Bai Lang also saw clearly the appearance of this group of people: strange, curious, shocking, and soul-piercing eyes!
These are more than a dozen armored knights in different aloof poses, some holding swords and looking into the distance, some kneeling half-kneeling in meditation, some sitting upright on a big rock, or lying on their sides in an enchanting and lazy posture... very much like the Golden Saint.
The meaning of a group photo.
The postures of more than a dozen people are different, but when combined together, they form a strange and coordinated look. The resonance of each other makes the picture rich in content, and it has the meaning of a group of demons dancing and competing for beauty.
The most terrible thing is that these knights are all hunky-backed, but they all do not wear helmets. They are not handsome, but have rough looks with different styles of beards. However, everyone's figure is bulging forward and backward, and the legs of the lower body are
Wearing classic tight stockings, you can still see the looming garter belt from the slit of the war skirt?!
This scene is particularly hurtful to the eyes, spirit, and soul.
It is an 'armored chariot' with reinforced muscles on a devilish figure. A group of veritable 'muscle angels in garter belts' with devilish looks!
Yes, 'they' all have exaggeratedly bulging breastplates, and they wear eye-catching retro tight stockings and garters under their battle skirts, with bits of leg hair poking out from them, trembling in the wind.
Not only Bailang, but also Jonathan, Qibelin and others all had a kind of dizziness and dazzling that could not pass the San value judgment.
Zhensu is so scary!
This body of muscles + armor makes people dizzy just by looking directly at it. Bai Lang couldn't help but guess, could this be Dio's conspiracy to lower morale through mental damage?
"Are you Dior's 'Twelve Dark Knights of the Round Table'?" Jonathan suppressed the discomfort in his stomach and asked.
"That's right! We are the greatest, most noble, and most glorious members of the Knights of the Garter in the history of Great Britain! Now, under the leadership of Lord Dio, we have formed a brand new 'Dark Twelve Knights of the Garter'!" The 'garter muscle' headed by
Angel' replied.
After hearing this, Bai Lang understood somewhat. Stockings were invented for men in ancient times. A knight wearing stockings is as natural as a sailor uniform wearing a blue and white bowl!
The Knights of the Garter are the Round Table Parliament founded by Edward III in the 14th century following the example of the Knights of the Round Table. The Knights of the Round Table are fictional stories, but the Knights of the Garter are real and have given birth to many warriors with superb combat skills.
Strong.
However, the most famous thing about this knighthood is naturally its distinctive costumes, also known as the "Knights of the Garter".
Hence the scene before us! This group of undead not only inherited the past tradition, but also carried it forward... becoming the veritable 'Dark Garter Knights Garter Muscle Angel Legion'!
