The Leopard Man, who was still in the air, laughed ferociously and reached out to grab Jack's sword-holding arm.
That's right, it's all over. Jack is the loser!
Paramedis did a somersault, and at the moment of turning 180 degrees, he cut off Jack's arm holding the sword and threw the tactical intelligence officer away!
Jack, who hadn't yet understood what was going on, had already fallen heavily to the ground, where he fell to the spot where the meteor gun Gengunil had just been, and was pierced by the spear from his back!
"Crack!!" Seeing the gun head piercing his chest, Jack spat out a mouthful of blood in extreme horror.
"Ugh...why...what?!"
Palamedes just landed and pulled out the lightsaber from his chest.
The lightsaber has lost its milky white light, and is now pale green (unenchanted).
Without the [Holy] enchantment, ordinary attacks cannot kill the Emerald Knight. Even if the heart is smashed with a sword, Paramedis can regenerate it.
"How, how is it possible!" Jack was still vomiting blood. Just now he clearly pierced Paramy's heart with the [sacred] sword. Why didn't the sanctity work? It's really puzzling!
"Do you think I attacked your sword so many times just for fun?" Palamedes was also vomiting blood, covering his broken chest and slowly moved towards his opponent, "I did it to cut off the damage on your sword."
Enchanted."
In order to counterbalance Paramy's supersonic attack, Jack kept activating [Holy] on his lightsaber.
And Holy is actually a move that consumes a lot of energy. If it is activated continuously, the user will be very tired, and in the end it will not be able to maintain [Holy]. Paramedis's stormy continuous attacks even made the Holy enchantment on Jack's blade even more difficult.
becomes unstable and eventually fails completely.
When Jack triumphantly pierced the heart of the Leopard Warrior with his sword, he did not notice at all that the lightsaber in his hand was no longer enchanted. He pierced Palamedes with the green blade, although it caused serious damage,
But he couldn't really kill the Green Knight.
"Ugh...that was a mistake." Jack said while vomiting blood, his face already as pale as paper, "I didn't expect an orc to be so smart...*cough*...for your race...*cough
Cough*...It’s changed a bit."
"If you were not on the side of that witch Morgan, you would have been a respectable opponent." Paramedis approached with full of murderous intent, "But, everything is over. Go and embrace the one you admire."
Annihilation] Let’s go!”
The big cat raised and lowered its claws, and the eight purple rays of photon claws drew staggered arcs in the air, chopping Jack's head into countless pieces.
At the same time, Bedivere was also engaged in a bitter battle.
The werewolf boy had dozens of wounds on his body, all of them deep to the bone, and his whole body was already torn open.
But he was still sniffing hard, trying to find clues about the enemy's location in the air.
But it's useless! The enemy is very cunning and keeps a distance from Bediville. This platform is very large and the air hardly flows. It is simply impossible to find the enemy's hiding place by smell from this stagnant space.
Task!
Just when Bedivere was at his wits' end, another attack came! The werewolf boy's quick reaction saved his life. He rolled violently to the left, and the attack only landed on his right ankle!
It hurts! The attack was basically avoided, but the opponent's light whip still cut away a large piece of flesh on the werewolf boy's ankle. The wound was so deep that it reached the bone!
No more, his body began to lose control, there were too many wounds, and too much physical strength was taken away from him! Bedivere resisted the urge to faint, mustered up his energy and continued to fight, but he knew that he would definitely lose if he continued like this!
Is there any way to at least grasp the incoming force of the opponent's attack?
Bedivere has never learned the art of mind's eye, and he probably won't be able to master it if he learns it. His perception of photons is very slow, and it is more difficult for him to identify the incoming photons than to identify attacks with the naked eye.
He has always relied on his sense of sight, smell and hearing in battle. But these senses have become useless in this battle. Even if they are used for self-protection, they are not enough!
Is there any other way to instantly detect the opponent's attack?
Another attack came, this time from behind. The werewolf boy's sensitive hearing allowed him to detect the faint sound of wind from the whip, and he moved his body slightly, at least avoiding major damage.
But the whip fell mercilessly on the old wound on his right shoulder. The wound that was already deep to the bone was cut by the photon whip again. The torn flesh was cut by the energy field of the photon whip like a saw, causing the werewolf boy's eyes to tremble with pain.
black!
His whole body flew out and fell to the ground.
It hurts so much. My right arm is almost broken and is only held together by a small amount of bones and muscles. Can I continue to fight with such a serious injury?
Bedivere gasped and got up, quickly bandaging the wound with the torn cloth from his shirt to prevent his arm from being truly broken.
It’s really difficult to deal with. Is this the true strength of the knights of the same generation as Arthur?
There is no way to win. There is no hope.
No. Don’t give up easily. Maybe there is still a chance of victory.
The blow just now had a strange feeling.
Burridge's whip with the ability to disappear must have a certain weakness that the werewolf boy has always ignored.
If you find the essence of this weakness, you might be able to turn defeat into victory.
Bedivere closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He gave up his visual advantage and only relied on his sense of smell and hearing to fight, making a desperate move!
Use his keen sense of smell to find out as much as possible the hidden information on the opponent from this closed space. Use his keen hearing to find out as much as possible the flaws in the opponent's attack from this silent battlefield.
A slight sound of wind rose, and Bedivere knew that his opponent's whip was dancing, and the attack was coming!
He took a deep breath instantly, and more odor particles entered his nasal cavity along with the air!
That's it! Bedivere rushed to the right, and the whip landed less than a foot to his left, hitting the floor with a low muffled sound!
"What?!" Sir Burridge exclaimed. His attack was dodged. This was the first time!
"Boy, what have you done?"
Bedivere did not answer, trying to identify the opponent's location from his words. But under the influence of the invisible magic, the voice came from almost all directions, making it difficult to identify.
Whoosh! Three more consecutive attacks came. The sound was extremely subtle, but it could not escape the sensitive hearing of the werewolf boy.
I couldn't tell the direction of the attack, but at least I knew the timing of the attack.
He squatted down, and the whip swiped half an inch from his back; he then flipped left, and the whip exploded half an inch from his right foot; he took off and did a backflip, and the whip swiped from the tail of the werewolf boy.
However, only a few wolf hairs were shaved off the tail!
Bediwell landed lightly and breathed for half a second: "It smells of blood."
"What?"
"Your whip should be physical, right? The end of the whip hit my old wound in the previous attack and was stained with my blood." When Bediwell said this, his shoulder was still aching, "Thank you for that."
Shi, I found you!"
"Nonsense!!" The opponent roared angrily, and several wind sounds were raised. The whips continued to attack like flowing water!
It's useless. The werewolf boy has seen through all this. Deliberately irritating the opponent and making the opponent swing the whip too hard makes it easier to capture the sound of the whip.
Once you master the timing of your opponent's attack, everything will be easy: all you need to do next is to pursue the smell of blood and dodge at the right time!
The length of the whip is fixed.
Snap! The whip fell to the floor half a foot next to Bedi.
You only need to grasp the timing and initial position of your opponent's attack to calculate when and from which direction the attack will arrive.
Whoosh! The whip passed half an inch above the head of the werewolf boy!
The attack of the invisible whip was completely broken by Bedivere!
Brush! The whip was grabbed by the werewolf boy with his left arm!
"What?!"
The moment he was caught, Burridge's concealment magic completely failed and his body appeared. It was just a mental interference spell. As long as the body was noticed, the magic would be broken.
"Hmph." The werewolf boy used his special metal prosthetic left arm to firmly grasp the opponent's photon whip.
The principle of photon weapons is to use a barrier to bind a beam of photons and form the shape of a blade within the range of the barrier.
If the blade is made of pure photons, the whip cannot be caught. After all, photons are like water, invisible and without quality.
However, as Bedivere conjectured, no barrier can form a soft and changeable light blade like a whip. The ever-changing barrier is too difficult to control.
That [Photon Whip] is actually a cable------the inner layer is a set of reflectors that generate photon flow. Photons are ejected from the cable, forming a light blade under the constraints of the barrier, including
Covered on the outer layer of the cable.
This is the essence of the photon whip: a physical weapon wrapped in a layer of light blades.
The werewolf boy secretly thanked Arthur: During the days when the werewolf boy was Arthur's servant, Arthur taught Bedivere the assembly and principles of various photon weapons.
Without this knowledge, Bedivere would never dare to reach out and grab the opponent's whip at this moment!
And now, he has grabbed the whip and the only chance to win in the battle!
Bedi grasped the metal prosthetic limb even tighter and pulled hard: "Sir Birqiri, the output of your weapon is not enough. This level of lethality can't even cut my arm."
The photon whip kept cutting the metal palm like a saw, but it could not overcome the hardness of the memory alloy and cut off those metal fingers. The photon stream ejected from a cable had very limited lethality.
Under the pull of her opponent, Burridge gradually approached Bedi, while the werewolf boy clutched the weapon with his half-broken hand, ready to deliver a fatal blow to his opponent at any time!
"Humph, you really have it." Burridge sneered and decisively gave up the photon whip in his hand. The handle of the whip flew towards the werewolf boy under the pull, and was caught by Bedivere.
At the same time, Sir Burridge has activated the invisibility magic again, and his body will disappear again!
"Don't even think about escaping!" The werewolf boy raised the whip he had just grabbed and swiped it with a sweep. Before his opponent could escape, he used the whip to strike a blow at Burridge's body!
Crack! It feels like a hit, that's enough! The blood at the end of the whip has been imprinted on Briqi's armor!
As long as this scent mark is made, no matter how powerful Burridge's concealment magic is, it can't be hidden from Bedivere's puppy nose!
The werewolf boy put away his whip, put on the [Magic Bow---Nale Fire], showed the Hydra dagger on the bow, and danced the bow like a spear.
Swish, swish, swish! Several wind sounds sounded, but Bediwell already knew the incoming force and direction of the attack, and easily waved his magic bow to block it!
Clang, clang, clang! Five flying knives collided with the magic bow, bounced away, and fell down powerlessly!
Bedivere quickly glanced at the flying knife on the ground, which glowed with a deadly purple-black poisonous light.
"Are you using such a despicable attack method? Are you exhausted?" The werewolf boy cursed mercilessly, while raising the magic bow in his hand and pulling up the bowstring with his severely injured left hand!
"You're still drawing the bow with your hand injured like that, be careful to break it!" The opponent was still hiding in the darkness and fired dozens of poisonous flying knives.
The werewolf boy only made a slight dodge, and the poisonous flying knives fell on his arms and legs, causing wounds one after another. Although it was highly poisonous, it would not be fatal immediately---that was enough!
"As long as I can kill you first!" The werewolf boy desperately pulled the bow with all his strength and fired! A huge shock wave was shot towards the bloody smell, and all objects dozens of yards wide were involved with an unavoidable force!!
Burridge didn't respond. He should have been scattered by the magic bow's shooting, not even a piece of meat was left!
"Ugh..." The werewolf boy's right arm was completely broken and fell to the ground helplessly.
He sat on the ground in pain, and could only wait for his companions to find a way to reattach his broken arm.
Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief------
The light blade pierced Bedivere's chest from behind.