Seemingly feeling that Bediwell was about to make a move, the whale-headed giant Moby Dick also stepped up his attack, and another crimson wave bombardment came! This wave of vicious attacks was simply unstoppable! Even if he used a shield to block the attack,
The cavalry with badly burned parts can no longer hold on!
The werewolf youth decisively gave up the cavalry, and while using a shield to block the crimson wave cannon, he tilted the cavalry's body as a cover, and then let the severely burned cavalry continue to fly, letting it fall towards its destination! At this moment
He could hardly do anything. He could only fiddle with the joystick to control the general direction of the cavalry's crash, so that the crash site of the cavalry would be slightly closer to his target!
Pound!! The cavalry fell to the ground awkwardly and awkwardly, but Bediwell did not fall with the cavalry. He jumped up high before the cavalry hit the ground and exploded, releasing a spell fireball behind him, using the spell to bring
The reaction force caused him to leap forward and fly some distance away!
If you fall to the ground like this, the impact will be huge, and you may break your leg! The werewolf young man released another fireball and radiated it towards the ground to create a secondary buffer. At the same time, the other hand had already used a tungsten turtle tongue.
Whip ready!
Snap! Before landing, the tungsten tortoise-tongue whip thrust out like a spear! The hardened whip after being powered on acted as a temporary support like a pole in a pole vault, and Bediwell swung along the support point, changing
After knowing the direction and angle of the fall, he landed! He slid on the smooth glass sea for a long distance, only feeling a burning pain on his feet. However, after several landing trajectory corrections, he was far away from his target -----
-The Luna Steel* is only less than five feet away.
Without thinking, Bedivere rushed towards the gun's location and picked up the slightly heavy gun with one hand!
Moby Dick also ran at high speed, sprinting towards Bedivere! The monster had no intention of letting go of the werewolf youth!
"Eat this!!" Bedivere picked up the gun and threw it away, throwing it like a giant throwing object! He knew that he was not particularly strong, and he wanted to throw it like this
It was very impractical to carry such a heavy object, so before throwing it, he wrapped the tungsten turtle tongue whip around his prosthetic left arm like a spring. The moment it flew out of his hand, the tungsten turtle tongue whip also deformed and became straight.
It pops out from the ground and becomes an impromptu catapult, accelerating the flying gun to a level that can be used in actual combat.
Za. actually hit. Bediwell's throw wasn't particularly fast, but Moby Dick happened to rush towards Bediwell at a very fast speed. In fact, it hit him all at once.
*! Because the relative speed was very high, the * hit and penetrated deeply into the monster's chest without any suspense!
Pound!!* exploded one second after hitting it, exploding inside the body of the whale-headed giant Moby Dick, causing extremely huge damage! Moby Dick was shaken by the blast wind and his whole body leaned back, and his chest also appeared.
There is a big hole in the chest of the gray-white whale-headed giant, and there is a red sphere, which is the core of Moby Dick!
After the connection port of the abyss was destroyed, the Moby Dick in front of Bedivere was the last Moby Dick in the world. If he were to kill it, there would never be another Moby Dick in the world.
If it appears, Moby Dick, the desert demon whale that has ruled the Sahara Sea for a long time, will become extinct!
It's just the feeling of "it's almost done" and the mentality of "I can succeed if I try harder". Regardless of the fact that Bediwell, who is covered in blood, has never realized how serious his injuries are, he continues to rush.
Gu relied on his broken body to move forcefully. When he was looking around, trying to find the next Luna Steel gun, he didn't even have time to wipe away the blood that kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth and the tip of his nose.
(Damn, I can’t see clearly. My vision is starting to blur.)
Blood seeped down from the top of his head, slid across his brows, and flowed past the tear ducts in the corners of his eyes, giving him a sticky and stinging feeling. When the pain all over his body began to turn into a dull weight, he felt this strange
The place is particularly sensitive.
(Just hold on a little longer. Where on earth are there more*?)
But there was no blood around, but Moby Dick on the opposite side climbed up again. The big hole in the monster's chest looked very scary, and the wound could not be closed in a short time, so its core was constantly exposed.
Exposed, bright red, in sharp contrast to the gray giant.
(It’s almost like urging people to quickly blast its core.)
No*. It is rare to be able to find usable weapons on such a chaotic battlefield. The first time was lucky, but the second time was not so lucky.
"Well...!" There was no other way. Bediwell just took out the Black Moon Shengsteel scimitar and held it feebly in his hand. While his other hand was raised, he used a tungsten turtle tongue whip.
Constructing an electrostatic protection ring, he used the Sun God's sun wheel to release twelve electromagnetic black balls, allowing the black balls to fly around him, maintaining a state of being able to form a protective shield at any time.
His feet were as heavy as lead, and he probably couldn't run if he wanted to. But his mind was spinning rapidly, as if he wanted to be active instead of his heavy body.
Can the scimitar be thrown well? It's difficult.
Now let’s figure out how to defend well? But how to defend?
Being hit by Moby Dick's crimson wave cannon is very fatal. Even if the electromagnetic shield can directly block the impact of the crimson wave cannon, how can it prevent the blazing heat caused by the glass water splashing everywhere? Even if it is blocked,
If you can't escape, do you want to be dried out and scorched to death?
Even if you can block the crimson wave cannon and survive the heat wave, what if Moby Dick rushes over and uses physical attacks? It punches and kicks, can the electromagnetic shield really resist it?!
Damn it. Damn it. What should I do? Is this the end of the road!?
He originally planned to come up with some countermeasures to come back, but Bediwell's legs fell to his knees. Only then did he realize that there was a pool of blood at his feet. The blood was of course his own blood, and it had been bleeding from his body at some point.
So much blood formed a small pool on the ground, which was bright red and scary.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The whale-headed giant is getting closer and closer. Every step it takes causes a tremor on the ground. It is simply the source of a small earthquake.
Without raising his head, Bediwell could see a red light from the irregular glass surface on the ground. Moby Dick, the Desert Demon Whale, had grown his mouth and was ready to launch the crimson wave cannon at any time!
(I don’t want to die.)
(Can't die!)
(How could you just die here inexplicably!)
Then, the only way left is to choose even if the consequences may be terrible.
The werewolf young man took out a bottle of bright red potion from his trouser pocket. That thing did not originally exist on his body. It would only appear in emergencies and only if he expected it so much. If he drank this, he would be healed to a certain extent.
You can reverse your destiny. But every gain must come with a loss. If you drink this reversal of fate, you must pay a corresponding price. The more urgent the situation, the more profound the impact of the fate that needs to be reversed, and the greater the [price].
------Sometimes the price paid may even be more terrible than death itself.
Especially this time, when Bediwell is so deeply aware that he is bound to die, if he drinks this kind of thing again, how unimaginable will the consequences be?!
If you don’t drink, you will definitely die. If you drink, what will happen that is worse than death?
(Husky...)
No, he doesn't care about so much. His last wish is just to see his son again. If he dies in a place like this, he won't be able to see Husky alive. What could be worse than this?
He picked up the bottle and prepared to pour the ominous bright red potion into his mouth.
Bang! Before he drank the potion, something flew from the side and knocked the bottle away from Bedivere's hand!
"Don't drink!!" someone shouted, and the young man who was covered in blood and seemed to have experienced a fierce battle hurried over.
"Who?" Bedivere's vision became increasingly blurry. He didn't know if it was an illusion or reality, but the young man he saw looked a bit like Solar.
He had seen that guy before. But where...?
By the way, at the [Hall of Heroes] of the Dragon Hunter clan, the entrance and exit were blocked by collapsed rocks.
The young man who looked a bit like Solar took Bedivere to save the real Solar. That was that guy!
Pound!! Moby Dick will not give Bedivere time to breathe. There is already a crimson wave cannon over there, and it is the most concentrated in power. It outputs the crimson wave at the full power that the monster can achieve.
gun.
Is it over already? You can't hide even if you want to, so you must be dead, right!? Bediwell closed his eyes subconsciously, waiting for himself to be completely evaporated by the high-heat and high-pressure glass water------
Bang! But someone stood in front of the werewolf youth and blocked the blow with something.
"...Huh?" Bedivere opened his eyes slightly, as if he saw some kind of giant shield in front of him.
It is translucent. The material feels a bit similar to Luna Steel. Each shield array floats in mid-air, forming an absolute defense.
Bedivere did not feel the scorching heat. The shield array's protective performance was better than he imagined. It completely blocked the attack of the crimson wave cannon and even blocked out the heat.
"Can you retreat for the time being?" The mysterious young man helped Bediwell up: "Please, if you continue to fight like this, you will die...or the situation will be worse than death...
..!＂
"Uh-huh..." Bediwell, who was covered in blood and felt that his life was constantly passing by, muttered in a low voice: "But, my crew..."
"My friends will be responsible for rescuing them." The young man answered as he picked up Bediwell, who had almost collapsed.
"Then------" Bedivere, whose consciousness was gradually blurring, finally compromised. It should be said that he couldn't defeat Moby Dick even if he tried his best, so he could only compromise like this.
"Let's go." The young man seemed to have summoned a cavalry, hurriedly carried Bediwell onto the cavalry, and left the battlefield.