[Storm Incarnation] A transparent fist made of air, smashed into Bedivere with a violent force! It is both invisible and formless, and deadly and vicious. One punch is enough to break all the bones in Bedivere's body and crush every internal organ of the werewolf.
rotten!
No matter how powerful the armor is, it is useless, not to mention that the werewolf is now only wearing a red robe of a cultist, which is almost the same as running naked. ------If he takes this punch, he will definitely die!!
Bedivere calmly raised two Hydra daggers and stabbed forward!
Snap!
The dagger not only stabbed the invisible and transparent air fist accurately, but also directly neutralized the power of the fist!
Oh, that's right. The same thing again.
The Hydra Dagger can reverse force fields and barriers, so it's no problem to use it against Storm Avatar.
Ivan's and Tristan's elemental summoning spells are the same. They both use force fields to bind the air or ice to create the shape of a giant.
Although the avatars are invincible, the force fields that make up the avatars are not that strong. As long as there is an effective touch, the Hydra dagger can flip these force fields and dissolve the avatars.
The werewolf used the power of the Hydra dagger to accurately stab the fist of the incarnation of the storm, causing the transparent fist made of air to instantly shatter into a gust of wind. This almost harmless wind blew past Bediwell, only blowing away
The werewolf took a step back.
"Can it actually decompose the fist of [Storm Incarnation]?" Ivan was shocked. However, he quickly put away his surprise and restored the invisible air giant's fist to its original shape: "It's a very interesting weapon. But
, that’s all. A lucky counterattack can’t save you!”
It was absolutely impossible for the opponent to see through the movements of Storm Avatar's punches. The half-dragon young man secretly thought that the werewolf just swung his knife randomly and happened to hit Storm Avatar's invisible fist.
The same luck will never happen again. The incarnation of the storm’s invisible fist, which is made of air, will never be seen through!
This time, as long as Ivan changes his angle and direction, and attacks the werewolf from unexpected places, he will definitely be able to cripple this damn wolf!
Thinking of this, Ivan has already controlled the storm elements and marched forward. The invisible air giant waved his fists at high speed and attacked the werewolf's back, left leg, lower abdomen and right shoulder! Two of them were to break the opponent's internal organs, and the other
The two blows were intended to break the opponent's limbs. They were merciless and extremely vicious attacks!
The werewolf held the Hydra dagger tightly, feeling all kinds of emotions in his heart. But he still suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and waved two daggers at high speed to block.
Dong Dong Dong Dong! The four continuous sounds were dull and low-key, as if mocking the half-dragon young man Ivan. The werewolf's counterattack was not a moment of luck. He really felt the attack of the incarnation of the storm, and then waved his dagger to accurately block it.
!
Why?! This is impossible!
Someone can actually detect the invisible air fist of the storm incarnation?!
Could it be that this wolf also knows how to use the mind's eye technique?
No... Even if he is proficient in the mind's eye technique, he can only detect Ivan's attack at most. The attack of the incarnation of the storm is almost self-controlled and has no absolute connection with Ivan's consciousness. It is almost impossible to be detected by the mind's eye technique.
!?
Is there some kind of art that can transcend the mind's eye and better predict the movements of non-humanoid opponents?!
"I'm so lucky." Bedivere still kept his eyes closed and whispered.
"...Lucky?"
"I'm so lucky to fight you in such a confined space." The werewolf added with a sneer: "Otherwise, I would have died under your [Storm Incarnation] fist just now, right?"
Ivan didn't understand. What does Bediwell's ability to block the invisible attack of the storm have to do with the fact that this is a confined space?
"Ivan," Bedivere pointed at the half-dragon young man: "I'll tell you honestly, although your [Storm Incarnation] is powerful, invisible, and almost unstoppable, it has a fatal flaw!"
No tactic in this world is perfect, and no ability is invincible.
This world is not fair. The strong are so strong that they can often suppress the weak until they are unable to fight back.
However, for those "weak" people who are willing to use their brains to think about tactics, they will definitely be able to find a breakthrough to regain their disadvantage even under absolutely unfair conditions.
Based on his natural ability alone, Bedivere was completely defeated by Ivan in every place - he did not have Ivan's incredible vision, nor did he have Ivan's cheating bloodline and magic power.
No matter how strong his body is, Bedivere is still just an ordinary werewolf. In terms of talent, he cannot even compare to the giant.
However, Bedivere has experienced hundreds of battles and possesses superhuman intuition and tactical wisdom.
The moment he took the first punch of Storm Avatar, he noticed the flaw in Storm Avatar's ability.
That's right, it's [Airflow]!
In this sealed treasure room, the flow of air is "complementary".
When a mass of air moves rapidly from one place to another, a low pressure, or even a vacuum, is temporarily formed where it was originally located.
At the same time, other air in the space will replenish it, forming a weak air flow.
This is just the simplest air convection phenomenon.
If used in open terrain, the surrounding air will be replenished very quickly, and it will be replenished from all directions, making it impossible to distinguish.
However, Bediwell and the others are in a confined space at this time. It is not a very big space.
Therefore, every time the incarnation of the storm punches, the convection phenomenon in the air is very strong. It is so strong that the werewolf can judge it just by the breeze blowing on his face.
From the weak flow of air before the opponent punches, the werewolf can easily detect the incoming punch.
Especially, when the werewolf provokes his opponent and makes Ivan furious, the heavy punch he throws under these conditions - the sound is as loud as saying to the werewolf: "I'm coming to hit you, get out of the way."
!"
Therefore, no matter how cunning the opponent is, attacking from various angles, the werewolf can simply dodge or block.
He is like a soft willow branch that dances and sways with the wind, but will never be broken by the storm.
He nimbly dodged the invisible air giant fist, stabbed out the Hydra dagger at the right time, and disintegrated the air giant's fist! After getting used to it, Bedivere fought extremely easily!
Ivan also gradually understood this truth from his opponent's actions. He understood even more that he could not defeat Bedivere with his own incarnation of the storm!
"Give up!" The werewolf drew out his sword, and the dagger accurately collided with the fist of the air giant again, disintegrating the fist of the incarnation of the storm: "You can't beat me, the best we can do is a tie. And, you also
You can’t last long, can you?”
Big beads of sweat broke out from the forehead of the half-dragon young man. The werewolf observed things meticulously, and what he said was absolutely correct.
To control such an extremely complex summoned spirit body as [Storm Incarnation] is a huge challenge for the user.
Ivan, who is not a magician but is half human, uses [Storm Incarnation] and the mental pressure is even greater.
After summoning the incarnation of the storm, the battle had only lasted two minutes, but Ivan already looked tired.
Bediwell kept using Hydra daggers to disintegrate the air giant's fists, which meant that Ivan had to concentrate on helping the air giants reorganize their fists. This also further increased the burden on the half-dragon young man!
Bedivere, on the other hand, did almost nothing. He just dodged attacks and occasionally blocked with his sword. His physical consumption was suppressed to the minimum.
If it continues to be consumed for a long time, Ivan will definitely be the first to fall!
"Bastard!" That's not what Ivan said about his bullish temper. He doesn't care about anything when he gets angry, and when he gets serious, he doesn't even know how to stop...just like his father, Grand Duke Younes.
"You think you are great, don't you?!" The half-dragon young man controlled the air giant to punch continuously, and the fists as dense as a tide hit the werewolf from all directions: "Fuck, die, die, die, die, die! I can't beat you to death!"
!!"
(This guy is dying.)
The werewolf still maintained his pace, carefully dodging while counterattacking with a dagger. Even though the opponent's attack was extremely fast and violent, he still remained calm in the face of danger, swinging with the wind according to the prompts of the air flow.
Scratch, scratch, scratch. The two Hydra daggers formed two gorgeous trajectories in the air, always chasing the invisible air fist, always smashing the menacing air fist! The werewolf was dancing leisurely with his sword.
Dance, but the half-dragon was half-kneeling on the ground tiredly, already sweating profusely.
"Ha!" After dodging an air punch, the werewolf suddenly threw out his whip. The whip did not activate the light blade, but the steel whip body wrapped around the half-dragon young man's neck. With a pull, Ivan
The whole person was pulled over.
The werewolf had already sent an elbow attack, and the attack was neither light nor heavy, hitting Ivan's lower abdomen, causing stars to pop out of his eyes!
By the time Ivan recovered, the dagger in Bedivere's hand was already pressed against the half-dragon young man's throat.
"It's over." Bedivere whispered.
"Not necessarily." Ivan replied. His lightsaber was still in his hand. If he moved it half an inch, he could stab Bedivere in the abdomen.
"Do we have to kill each other like this?" The werewolf said helplessly: "Forget it about that idiot Tristan, why are you so stubborn?"
"A soldier will never remain calm while watching himself being insulted." Ivan said with a straight face.
This sentence made Bedivere completely angry.
Snap!!-------
He put away the dagger and suddenly slapped the half-dragon young man on the face: "Insulting you. Meow! ------ It was me who was insulted first, and I was also the one who was attacked first! You damn meow."
Are you qualified to say [insult] to me?!
Has your brain been pinched by an iron door, stepped on by a giant dragon, and your nerves are so abnormal that you can say such nonsense!?"
As if to vent his long-standing dissatisfaction, the angry Bedivere let out a barrage of roars!