Chapter 470 Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes
Russell, who holds the slender blade, has the advantage in strength, and Amelia, who holds the knight's epee, has the upper hand in speed. It might be more reasonable to reverse the two's advantages.
The superiority and inferiority is a matter between two people. Only by comparing and fighting can you know that Russell and Amelia have fought several times and have chosen to maximize their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, pressing the rhythm of the battle to put themselves in a more favorable situation.
Gradually, the rhythm on the battlefield began to become strange. The speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the strength was sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
But in the eyes of onlookers, they can't tell the difference from before!
The battle is still in a fierce state, and the speed is still too fast to be caught by the naked eye. Only the brief gap when the weapons of the two sides collide can be seen in the stalemate between the two people.
The air was roughly cut and crushed by the sword blade, and the sword energy spread out turbulently, carving cuts on the ground. The four guards retreated again and again.
Russell couldn't stand Amelia's rhythm, so he slowed down a step. He had nowhere to vent his strength. He glanced at Amelia, who was getting more and more excited as he chopped, and his eyes narrowed slightly under the black mist.
It's impossible to use cards. Amelia is just a little faster and it's not worth wasting a card on her.
Besides, he is a magician, and he doesn't only know how to fight in close combat...
Russell's fighting style changed again. He blocked the epee and swept forward, stepped back, raised his gun and pulled the trigger, blocking Amelia's pursuit.
Amelia waved her sword energy to sweep away the hail of bullets, and her body involuntarily slowed down, but this time was enough for Russell to do his best.
Crackling!
Electricity surged in the black robe. When Amelia heard the sound, she remembered the thunder wolf from before, and immediately became alert, holding the knight's sword in front of her, ready to attack.
Contrary to her expectation, the giant silver wolf did not appear. Russell's figure suddenly accelerated, leaving a phantom on the spot, and slashed horizontally with lightning speed.
Clang!
The two weapons intersected, followed by strong wind pressure caused by the swing of the weapons.
Amelia's long hair was lifted up by the strong wind, and she took a few steps back uncontrollably, with a look of surprise in her eyes again.
Russell is faster and stronger!
Thunder stimulates the nerves and muscles to make them more active. It is a small skill in combat, but the sudden explosive power is very impressive, and it can at least disrupt the enemy's rhythm.
Clang!
Sand Eagle God was put into the space ring. Russell held the Adamantium alloy knife with both hands and slashed it hard. The sword energy swept across and tore the air, pulling out a sharp air wave, like an enlarged blade, aiming at Amelia's head.
Chop it down.
Unable to avoid it, Amelia gritted her teeth, raised her sword with both hands and faced it. While cutting off the sword energy, her body was suppressed by Pei Ran's huge force, and she knelt down on one knee with a bang.
The attack is not over yet!
Russell held the knife in both hands and struck hard one after another, suppressing Amelia and unable to move, and there was no room for her speed advantage to be used.
Boom! Boom! Boom————
The fighting style suddenly became simple and rough. Russell was like wielding a sledgehammer, hitting Amelia again and again. The latter was under heavy pressure, and her hands could not help but bend slowly. The ground under her feet was trampled and shattered, and cracks opened under the impact.
Expanding little by little and spreading out.
At this time, Amelia, like her younger brother, began to doubt Russell's race. The black robe covered her face obviously not to reveal her true appearance.
Could it be that this guy is also a vampire, or is he someone I know?
But who could it be with this kind of fighting style?
Amalaya struggled to block the heavy blows again and again, her blue eyes locked on Russell, trying to find some clues.
Outside the battlefield, the four guards looked unkind, and Amelia was suppressed. Although they did not understand why the battle, which was evenly matched just now, suddenly changed dramatically, they realized that they could not just watch blankly, they had to do something.
Clang!
The male vampire pulled out the dagger from his waist, and the three beauties each held a hidden sword and stepped into the battlefield at the same time. The ghostly figure reached the limit of speed, bypassed Amelia, and attacked Russell from all angles.
A few people think that the Great Elder is slightly inferior, but with them, it's different!
"Asshole, back off now..." Amelia scolded harshly. A strong man who could fight her undefeated and a lower-level vampire would die.
Cold light converged into his eyes, Russell still maintained the posture of swinging heavily, and a strong thunder suddenly erupted under the black robe.
The current swept and spread, and the jumping arc turned into a high-heat steel knife, cutting the cement floor into pieces, and then peeling off the cocoon and jumping high...
Boom!!
The thunder on the ground turned into a scorching white circular field. The hidden sword and dagger surrounding Russell burned red. The four vampires were roasted into black coal by the electric current. Judging from their slightly trembling bodies, they can still be saved if they are sent to the hospital.
one time.
The sword light flashed across, and four heads rose into the sky.
Russell put away his sword and stood up. The headless body fell limply. He shook off the dirty black blood on the sword, held a sand eagle in his hand, and smiled at Amelia.
The black mist obscured his face and the other party couldn't see it at all, so he smiled in vain.
The four guards died, and Amelia frowned slightly. Although her desire to be a savior was commendable, she couldn't tell the disparity in strength, and her death was meaningless... To be honest, she was a little disappointed.
It took a century to cultivate elite warriors, but they only have this vision and are not worthy of the heavy responsibility entrusted to them.
The vampire clan has a transfer of power every hundred years to prevent the three elders from competing for power and causing the vampire clan to split.
But this cannot completely eliminate the struggle for power. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and vampires are no exception.
Each of the three elders has his own faction. On the surface, everyone is laughing and joking. On the inside, they fight more fiercely than anyone else. They will not take action personally, but will let their subordinates fight for power.
For example, Amelia, the base camp of the vampire family is in Europe, specifically London, England. Before the previous elder fell asleep, he completely consolidated the power of London and her people could not interfere, so she came to the United States to open up new territory.
This is probably the tacit understanding of the three elders. The earth is so big that there is more than enough room for three people. You manage your power, and I manage mine. When it is saturated one day, we will start to redistribute it.
Amelia did a good job in Los Angeles. Many powerful people were willing to become immortal vampires, and she also used the power of human scientists to create inferior monsters that were similar to vampires but ugly in appearance.
But now, her plan was about to change. Several of her subordinates who had placed high hopes on them were no longer useful, and they all died before she could even sleep.
When it comes to choosing a few suitable people in power, the first thing Amelia thinks of is the politicians on the human side. They have scheming methods, but their strength is too weak. If they are assassinated, they will definitely not survive.
By then, if she has been working hard for a hundred years, she will be in vain, and the next elder will be advantaged in vain.
A truly suitable candidate...
"You are not human!"
Amelia looked at Russell intently: "Tell me, what are you, a vampire, a werewolf, or something else?"
Russell: "..."
What's going on? Why do I think you want to seduce me?