Meteor stood up with his sword in hand and declared an attack to his opponent.
"That's why I smell the stink on you! It's the smell of a blood-giving monster!"
"This smell slowly emerged from my body..."
"So damn annoying!"
Old Bones: "It's an eye for an eye provocation and a tooth for a tooth counterattack. Mr. Derek Jokic, in the next two rounds, you have to face the wrath of the crying general."
The one-horned warrior quietly disappeared——
——Bu Liuxing released [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham]’s special psychic ability. His next attack will not be hindered by his own soul power. The duel contract between him and Old Bones has expired, and he can freely choose the target to attack.
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Heavy and steady steps crushed benches and kicked off cupboard doors. What seemed like a long run-up jump actually brought the meteor into the air in just two or three seconds - this was what he was best at.
Find the high point, take advantage of your weight and weapons, and use all your muscles to combine with the huge potential energy generated by the charge to perform a jump chop!
The dice slid down from Meteor's inner pocket and down his clothes, and when it hit the ground, it left a not-so-lucky [7] point.
The result of Derek Jokic's confrontation die is [13], and the old man is very lucky.
Under the interference of the soul power of [Sing For Me·Sing For Me], what will happen at this moment?
The tailor old man was so frightened that he almost lost his mind when faced with the powerful and heavy attack. He had no time to dodge - the crying general was like a human cannonball, borrowing the power of the table, chair, cabinet door and the wall to jump from top to bottom.
The charge and jump chop are so fast! So cruel!
But the result was unsatisfactory. Belloberg was firmly chopped on the ceiling beam of the porch, and fell down with his meteor body - he jumped too high!
Old Bones covered his face, unable to see with his eyes: "Ahhh...it must be very painful."
It really hurt. Axing felt like his spine was about to break. First, his legs slipped forward and his vest hit the floor hard. Then his unbalanced body led Beloberg to shovel and take Derek out.
On the porch, the two of them rolled onto the lawn outside the church door, their bodies covered with bruises and bruises.
When Meteor got up, he saw that the little finger and ring finger of his right hand were broken and crooked.
Derek Jokic was shoveled away by the Crying General. He fell further, but did not suffer much trauma. He was panting and looking at the enemy close at hand with lingering fear.
Old Bones slowly floated out of the cloakroom, and Meteor's turn was over.
"Crying general, you have to fulfill your promise in the next round. What you say sometimes becomes a knife stabbing yourself - it makes you feel ashamed and makes you lose patience."
Meteor wanted to say something, but he could no longer speak.
[Sing For Me·Sing For Me] The terrifying psychic energy displayed at the moment of settlement of the confrontation die has far exceeded Meteor's cognition——
——This seems to be a power that transcends the boundaries of time and space and can tamper with cause and effect at will.
He had clearly passed the eighteenth step, and had perfectly used his hard-earned sword skills to make full strides and maintain his posture in the air, which was a perfectly timed slash.
But just because of a dice! Belloberg actually hit the steel beam of the ceiling?!
He doubted himself more than once——
——Did I not observe the environment carefully? Was I careless?
——Belloberg couldn’t cut the beam? A crack was cut in the caisson ceiling of the church, but the sword was blocked by this beam? The moment the dice hit the ground, my fate was completely determined by Gloria Sebastian
Ann takes over!?
No matter how hard you try, no matter how you struggle, even if a three-year-old child throws the dice, it seems that with enough luck, he can defeat the strongest martial arts master in the world.
"It's my turn...my turn..." Mr. Derek stammered when he spoke. He was frightened by the power of the crying general.
"Heh...hehehehe..."
He sneered dryly, trying to give himself some courage.
"I didn't expect your spirit body to be so powerful..."
"Don't worry, I won't use my spirit body to get close to you again!"
"If I take another punch, I'm afraid [The Grand Design·Great Design] will be stunned... I will definitely lose by then!"
"Crying General! How much more blood can you bleed?! If this attack works! You will lose mobility due to excessive blood loss!?"
Sharp spinning shuttles were thrown out of Derek's hands!
With just one action wheel, his exquisite and swift skills brought out thirty-two deadly hidden weapons.
These projectiles were almost in the shape of a hemisphere, stabbing at the vital points of the stationary meteor——
——They stopped in mid-air, and the nearest spinning shuttle was only fifteen centimeters away from Ah Xing’s eyes.
"You have defeated fear!" Old Bones applauded Mr. Derek's masterpiece: "In this high-pressure environment, you are still able to calmly judge the situation, use your professional skills, and make beautiful attacks that push the enemy into despair! Then it will
Does it work? Roll the dice!”
The moment Derek lost his mobility, he still maintained the throwing action. He had no defense and no cooperation plan for the next round. The dice came out of his sleeve and finally got [8] points.
Meteor was covered in cold sweat as he slid the dice out of his collar. When he saw the enemy's color roll, he felt a little lucky in his heart. As long as it was larger than [8], he would be immune to this attack.
But the result was still unsatisfactory. His dice rolled into the weeds on the ground. It was originally going to [20], but in the end it stopped at [1]. The dice was just skewed, leaning on a thin
beside the blades of grass.
"Ah..." Old Bones' face was full of regret: "It's just a little bit short, crying general. It's a pity that it's just a little bit short. The same is true for life. It's as thin as young grass, and with a little effort, it becomes as angry as a gossamer..."
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The woven iron shuttle was firmly inserted into Meteor's body!
He can hardly do any effective defense! Because the offensive behavior in the last round must recall [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham], Derek's attack worked and it hit a critical hit!
Meteor had four spindles pierced into his face, blinding one eye on the spot. The cold iron rod pierced his eyeball, and the vitreous body of his eyeball ruptured and blood spurted out. He felt like part of his brain tissue was being squeezed!
A big bright red hand emerges from the skull. [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham], who has not yet made an oath of guardianship, has no duel partner and is frantically trying to save itself. However, it is so weak that it can only shoot these deadly sharp arrows.
It is blocked near the fragile skull and cannot protect the flesh of the eye socket.
Six holes were pierced in his heart and lungs, his forearms, upper arms and two legs were all covered with bloody holes, and the thick spinning shuttle almost squeezed the muscles! Derek Jokic’s dart throwing technique matched the
That monster blood-granting power can shoot a terrifying projectile speed of 130 meters per second!
The ground was covered with blood! With the meteor as the center point, radiating traces of blood spurted out four to five meters away - he was dying and completely on the doorstep of death!
He couldn't even hold Belloberg, and he was running out of strength. Even though he was only two or three meters away from Derek, he could no longer get closer to the target.
If you use [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham] to attack Derek Jokic, the damage that can be caused is very limited. Moreover, in the subsequent action rounds, Soul Power will regard this enemy as a duel target, using this tattered
Only the physical body can cause some damage. This is the duel rule of [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham], and it is also my soul!
The left hand has lost a layer of flesh, it has lost too much blood, it has become cold, and it cannot obey...
What about my right hand? Two fingers are missing and I can’t even hold the sword. It’s dragging down Beloberg!
I still have a panacea, which is in my pocket, but if I don’t pull out these textile shuttles, even after finishing the work of stopping the bleeding, I still don’t have the strength to kill the enemy and end the battle! The body will be dragged down by these stasis, swelling, abscesses and blood clots.
of!
Step into the shooting star! Calm down!
You can't see clearly with your right eye! You've lost your ability to judge distance! You can't lose your fighting instinct anymore!
Think about it! How to fulfill your promise! How to defeat this monster this round!
Watch carefully, watch carefully...
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[Part2·Deceive the devil]
At this time, Meteor suddenly turned his head and looked at the entrance of the porch.
He looked at the girl who had been following Derek Jokic——
——The singer's clothes were a little weird. From the beginning, Meteor felt that the father and daughter were horribly and strangely thin.
He has been watching stage plays with Bumei's mother since he was a child. He has seen a lot of costumes and props on actors, but he has never seen such a close-fitting, exquisitely cut and seamless skirt. It is like a parasite, clinging tightly to this body.
On the little singer.
Thinking of this, Meteor suddenly twisted his body and exerted force, splattering more blood from the wounds on his waist and abdomen.
The skin and muscle fibers adhered to Beloberg and his arms are affected by [The Grand Design·Great Design] and continue to play a role in restricting Meteor's upper body movements - Meteor almost slays himself with a sword, a big sword
Place it on the shoulder of your right arm.
The blade began to glow, and the nearly a thousand-degree temperature quickly melted the flesh and blood. Since the little finger and ring finger of the right hand were fractured, this process was smooth.
Old Bones also became dull, and he couldn't understand what the crying general was trying to do.
Meteor wants to cut off this arm and free Shirakami's sharp blade.
He only has one chance -
—Derek Jokic’s daughter is dead!
He sees clearly and thinks clearly.
The fabric material of the singer's costume is almost exactly the same as the "flesh and blood fabric" of his twisted hands and arms. It is a piece of clothing that tightly fits the fascia and bones and is rewoven with muscle cortex! This is also [The Grand
Design·Great Design] is part of the soul of Derek Jokic!
The moment Beloberg cut off his arm and separated the flesh, no dice appeared.
The old tailor's face turned pale, and he was once again traumatized by the spiritual trauma.
Immediately afterwards! Bursts of green smoke came out of the hot sword blade, and along with this arm, the meteor threw Belloberg out!
The old tailor could only watch helplessly! He wanted to roll the confrontation die, but was unable to do anything! Because the big sword was not aimed at him at all, but at the singer!
His greatest work! Most talented design!
His most precious daughter, Christina Tang! His sweetheart!
Under Beloberg's beating and cutting, the sword blade slashed into the zombie singer's shoulder and neck, into her belly, almost cutting it in two!
A ball of black twine emerged from the singer's dress, and was torn into rags by the hot red sword!
The Meteor's action round ended, but Derek Jokic could no longer move!
His soul power was severely damaged and he was unable to maintain his basic form. He fell into a state of death and stepped into the gate of hell.
His body was shaking, his face was pale, his eyelids were drooped, he almost fainted on the spot, his heart was broken, and he knelt down on the turf.
"The outcome has been decided." Old Bones tapped the castanette gently, indicating that Derek's turn of action was about to end.
Returning to Meteor's round again, he drank the panacea and began to pull out the spinning shuttle from his body. At this moment, he defeated fate and escaped from the devil's terrifying claws.
After regaining his energy, there were still more than twenty circular holes in his clothes, and there were blood-stained iron shuttles all over the floor.
Mr. Derek remained motionless, skipping the action wheel again——
——Until Belloberg returned to his shoulders and rested on his neck.
Meteor throws the dice of fate, and the result is [15] points.
Derek's good use ran out, and the result was [5] points.
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Old Bones put away the castanets, and everything continued to operate as usual, returning to the normal flow of time.
Miss Christina's body finally fell down on the porch. Her body was stiff. When she fell back onto the steps, her skin cracked. The moment her father's spirit power failed, many white ladies came out of this stinking zombie.
Derek Jokic used the power of his soul to turn his daughter into a doll - using the power of holy blood and spiritual bodies, she continued to "live" as a zombie.
Meteor's right arm has just grown out, and it hasn't had time to grow nails or hair.
He was still frightened. Looking at Derek's headless body, he could not imagine how the father and daughter got to where they are today. What story happened to them?
"It's a pity..." Old Bones came to the crying general and pulled the winner up: "Dongma Port has lost a good tailor."
The topaz-textured bones felt very strange in his fingers. Meteor heard the old bones continue to say: "It's also very lucky that there is one less sad person in Dongma Port. Everything will return to dust, and dust will return to dust."
Meteor was not in a hurry to go back to the cloakroom. He leaned on his old bones and was too weak to take a step. The panacea had just digested the holy blood in his stomach, and his body needed rest.
"He...I...I don't understand..."
"Why? Why does this guy have to fight to the death as soon as we meet?"
"I still want to be reasonable and kill Gloria first, and then come back and have a good fight with him..."
Old Bones interrupted: "Mr. Derek Jokic made a deal with the devil. This deal allowed him to obtain the power of the soul, and also allowed his critically ill and dying daughter to regain her life, even if the meaning of this [rebirth]
It’s a little different from what we understand.”
Saying this, Meteor and Old Bones looked at the female corpse gradually decaying by the stairs.
Meteor: "A little bit."
Old Bones: "I have to say that this is a believer of Gloria Sebastian. He is loyal and will not give way to you just because of your one-sided words."
"Let's talk about you." Bu Liuxing wiped Belloberg clean, "Hunter King? How did you fall into the hands of this woman?"