The gray projectile penetrated three walls, doubling its speed for each wall it penetrated.
However
bite!
Russell just flicked his sword and intercepted the bullet easily.
Gray flames burst out the moment the bullet was cut, but were cut off by the crimson blade.
It even made a sharp squeaking sound like a hacked rat.
The boy with cat ears looked mockingly at the mouse hiding behind the wall, and raised the light blade in his hand high.
The crimson flame ignited from the light blade again.
"The pain of the inferior... can be felt a little bit."
He frowned and murmured softly.
The look on his face was almost the same as that of a murderous villain.
Full of disbelief, he fired the second projectile again.
Russell chopped it down again.
This is different from last time.
Sound waves visible to the naked eye surged forward.
Borrowed from the inferior's chip, the psychic energy with a level six strength shattered the three gray walls of unknown meaning and turned them into nothingness.
Without Russell holding back, blood suddenly burst out from his fully cooked orifices, and his gray sunglasses suddenly shattered, stabbing his face and leaving mottled injuries. His whole body shook suddenly, but he was still
Didn't fall down.
He just knelt on the ground and stared at Russell hatefully, not begging for mercy but not admitting defeat.
And Russell didn't want to hold back at all.
Even if he couldn't be captured alive, it didn't matter. As he continued to fight, his anger was already welling up.
The power borrowed from the path of anger is like a fire lit with one's own fuel. The anger Russell holds at this moment has already exceeded the initial level...the more and more manic anger engulfs his will.
Russell swung his sword and wanted to behead Quan Shu.
But at that moment...
Through the shattered sunglasses, Russell saw the eyes full of conspiracy.
...is it a scam?
He was suddenly startled, suddenly sober, and relied on his powerful body control ability to stop the sword.
But it's too late.
As the sword edge gradually approached the mature neck, Russell felt that time around him seemed to gradually begin to slow down and the color faded.
Finally, at the moment when Russell's extremely slow sword blade touched the stagnant gray space, it touched Quanzhou's neck.
Quan Sheng's entire body turned into gray flames, shattering like an illusion.
Time suddenly returned to its original speed, but Russell was no longer where he was before.
He fell into a world composed of translucent gray.
...It was an ancient building complex that Russell had never seen before.
Of course, if you say it's ancient... it's probably around the style of the Victorian era.
All the pedestrians on the street turned into transparent gray crystal and froze in place. There were also newsboys riding bicycles, women traveling together in ladylike dresses, gentlemen wearing top hats holding civilized sticks, and convertible classic cars.
And the fat businessman sitting in the driver's seat.
There is no sound or light in this world. Everyone has no shadow.
At this moment, a hoarse old voice full of resentment sounded:
"Is it you...who wants to hurt my beloved disciple..."
Russell suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. He jumped vertically out of his original position and was beaten to pieces.
The gray translucent ground cracked like a spider web, and the pedestrians were hammered into pieces.
It was just a fist.
A weakly clenched fist with only hand bones left... a huge fist that was two times bigger than that classic car!
Russell looked up with almost horrified eyes.
It was a huge skeleton wearing a corrupt purple-gray robe, and its whole body turned into gray crystal. Gray flames burned in its empty pupils.
Only its upper body was above the horizon...Russell was like a chess piece on a board game, and it was sitting outside the chessboard. With just one punch out of anger, it smashed many chess pieces into pieces.
That hoarse old voice was full of malice: "That's fine.
"A better body...a fresher body...Compared to the ugly mouse, the cat is at least more pleasing to the eye...
"Then it's up to you to take his place..."
The Skeleton Demon God said this and stretched out his hand to grab Russell Xuxu.
Russell retreated back without hesitation and raised his hand to smash a crystal statue of a passerby.
The sound was amplified countless times by the inferior's spiritual energy, turned into sound waves visible to the naked eye, and flew towards the fist.
After all, he is not the Inferior himself, and cannot manipulate sound waves to form a shield as skillfully as the Inferior. But at least he can restrain the sound waves into beams.
Contrary to Russell's expectations, his attack actually took effect.
The sound wave easily shattered the left hand stretched out by the Skeleton Demon God towards Russell, piercing it from the palm to the elbow, and the entire forearm was turned into pieces. The debris fell on the "chessboard", destroying the buildings and cars on the street.
Everyone was crushed to pieces.
Russell soon realized that this attack was meaningless... because there was no growth process, and the forearm shattered by Russell resurfaced.
If the arm from before was still on the chessboard, he might have thought it was an illusion.
……etc.
Hallucination?
The next moment, Russell suddenly felt that he was suddenly hit hard.
He was shot in the back and fell forward helplessly, gray flames burning on his body.
The severe pain caused the world around him to suddenly shatter.
Russell vaguely saw the intact and ripe body, and approached him with a sneer.
...Everything before was all an illusion?
When did it start?
The pain of being burned made Russell want to faint...so he forced himself to think and stay awake.
Russell's teeth were bleeding, not from biting his tongue or lips, but from the intense pain that caused his gums to bleed. He tried his best to lower his voice, but he couldn't help but let out a low wail.
Quansu didn't dare to get close, but shot the saint first, beheading him further away, and then aimed the gun at Russell's head from a distance.
Then, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
But the buzz drowned out the sound of his gunfire.
A drone flew over from the side and intercepted the fully cooked bullet.
It exploded suddenly, knocking the whole thing back.
Then five or six more drones landed.
One shot after another, the whole thing was blown away from the edge of the second floor.
But a dark gray spider web emerged from under him, showing strange elasticity. After they tightened downwards, they ejected him upwards!
While in the air, Quan Shu turned the pistol in his hand into a sharp and heavy spear.
That is an attack that can easily penetrate the drone and cannot be intercepted.
However, just the moment before Quansu threw it towards Russell.
A mechanical punch fired from the side bounced to the highest point, almost stagnating in the air, and suddenly flew out to the side!
That was the delphinium that sensed Russell's position and flew from the sky to the rescue!
Although the moonstone does not have enough firepower, its mass alone is the greatest power!
It was probably the main body that was hit this time...because the moment Quan Sheng was hit, the gray crystal enveloped him.
Even though it was punched by the Moonstone, it was completely shattered. It even flew towards the building next door with a loud noise, dust exploded, and hit the building directly.
Without saying a word, Delphinium drove the Moonstone and chased after it.
"Hang on!"
At this moment, the Paradise Bird slowly crawled over from the side and pointed its hand at Russell.
Although the gray fire in Russell's body was still not extinguished, after Russell's body was shrouded in warm light, he clearly felt that his pain was weakened a lot.
Only then did he see...the Paradise Bird's ears were slowly bleeding out.
That was an injury affected by the inferior's psychic energy.
It is impossible for an inferior person's attack to touch a place like this without hurting me, so... is it me?
