Vol 4 Chapter 22: The first move ... kill Anderson first!
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My Infinite Life
- The Dying Wind
- 1242 characters
- 2021-01-30 04:39:24
The legendary plane of ghosts and gods is an increasingly powerful plane of material law. The extraordinary power will gradually weaken with the growth of time, but everything in the world is in a certain state of balance. The weakening of the individual extraordinary power is called the power of science and technology. But it is constantly increasing.
At this time, by far exceeding the technological level of this world, in the mysterious base underground of the Great Qin Palace, a Saya in military uniform constantly played with the chess in front of him. This is a chess game called Song of Hell.
Whether it is the millennium, or hellsing, or the Holy See, or even the British government, it is marked on this game.
"Now, the millennium has attacked London, the feast of has been held, Alcatel has been delayed at sea, and it will take a long time to come back. The Roman Crusaders are waiting, and the Israelis have probably entered London. Then the first move is to rule out the first factor that may cause an accident! "
"The strongest priest returning from all over the world alone, a little bit of Israel, and even the trump card of the entire Holy See!"
"Angel Dust-Alexander Anderson!"
London, already a ghoul's paradise at this time, Saya stood behind the long door, and through the dense ghouls, looked at the tall body walking slowly in the distance, whispering: "Waiting for you for a long time, Anderson Father! "
In a flash, the fierce murderousness stabbed the long door over a distance of hundreds of meters like a steel needle. As a heresy, if he dared to appear in front of Anderson, he must be prepared for death.
Just like that sentence: Pagans, death penalty!
The logic is so simple!
So a blunder sword roared like a bullet, piercing the body of dozens of ghouls and stab the head of the long door straight.
As if the eyes were all in one, suddenly a sharp sword appeared in front of him. Nagato seemed completely unpredictable. Alexander could achieve this speed with a pure human body!
The screaming gun sword whistled past his ear wheels and was deeply nailed to the wall behind him.
"Sure enough, it is still such a powerful force. In a sense, as far as the body is concerned, I have no such power, but I have other methods!"
"Mode 2-Fengshen Mode!"
On the back of the hand, the wind acupoint beads are integrated into the left hand, and the whole door of the long door is elevated. This is the ability to integrate the wind into the spiritual power, flood the whole body, attack at the expense of the wind attribute, and strengthen its own physique.
Wind Blade, unless there is help from Saya, it is difficult to condense a wind blade that is enough to hurt Anderson, so Nagato abandoned this ability.
But at this time, the storm of flesh and blood had erupted from the other side. In Alexander's hands, the sword seemed to become a knife wheel for cutting flesh and blood, cutting the road from the ghouls.
The pure and fierce killing intention has enveloped the long door. At a distance of hundreds of meters, Alexander broke through the layers of ghouls and roared and hit the long door.
It's like the boulder finally started to roll forward after gaining momentum, unstoppable.
In the thunderous roar, Alexander had already appeared in front of the long gate, and the cold cyborg sword slashed in the head.
There was a sharp sound of blades fighting in the air, and Nagato's right hand held a short knife upside down and cut off his gun. This is a special weapon made by Nagato, with a short knife that simulates the destructive power of broken teeth.
One is a superhuman being who controls the spirit of the wind attribute!
One is the crazy priest who has undergone biochemical transformation!
The strength of the two is equal!
auzw.com Andrewson ’s face seems to blend fanaticism and calmness, anger and calmness, and there is a formidable murderous intention in the indifference.
Under the strange power of the explosion, Nagato seemed to be able to feel that his bones were about to bend under this pressure, and the blade above his head was approaching inch by inch.
Looking at his face projected on his round-frame glasses, Nagato suddenly smiled: "What is it, to such a degree"
Suddenly he drew another short knife from the space in his left hand and thrust forward: "But it won't kill me"
In an instant, dozens of overlapping screams broke out in the air, sparks flying.
The two seemed to unconsciously wave their blades to the right at the same time, chopping up ghouls or humans who dared to take the opportunity to approach. The blade and the sword turned simultaneously in the air, and then slashed toward each other's heart.
Without flashing or avoiding, the two attacked each other in such a life-threatening way. Both eyes were full of provocative light.
The sword and the short knife were stabting each other's chests at the same time, but there was no bleed in front of the chest of the long door, but a bright spark was lit.
The blade of Nagato also didn't feel like it had penetrated the flesh. There was a layer of tough and strong cloth blocking the advance of the blade, but under the power of the short knife, the cloth smashed!
"Armor?" He took two steps backwards with a surprised look. When he was breathing, his heart hurt a little. The bones of the sword's huge power seemed to be broken.
He looked at the stubble of the two metal wires exposed in the crack in his clothes, and smiled: "It's a coincidence, I also have, and, you have no more, the advantage lies in me!"
Stepping on the scarlet bricks under his feet, he ran forward again. This time, he could never let the initiative fall into the hands of Andrewson!
The black blade kept fighting against the cold sword, and the two roared at the same time, using all their strength to press on the blade.
In the sharp voice, the blade of the blunt sword suddenly broke into pieces of iron, and the crossed short knives cut towards the head of Andrewson.
The blade shattered, and the remaining hilt flew out of Andrewson's hand, blasting toward the cheek of the long door, and another new blunt sword flew out of the cuff, blocking the direction of the blade's advance.
In the scream of the hilt flying, Nagato turned his head with all his strength, and the rapped hilt rubbed the cheek of Nagato, and cut a scarlet wound on his face.
The two short knives that pushed forward suddenly separated, and pierced toward Andrewson's heart from both directions.
At the last moment, the two blunt swords sent a huge strange force from the blade, pushing the blade of the long door open, and just on the back of Andrewson's hand, the blade cut the crack.
In an instant, both men almost seized the opportunity to kill each other, but unfortunately, it was almost a bit.
Andrewson, who kept his head down and chanting something, held the sword in both hands and suddenly crossed into a cross. The sparks generated by the friction of the blades illuminated the inscription on his left hand glove.
speakwithdead!
-Dialogue with the dead.
"Amen!!"
With the violent roar, the two figures slammed together again.
This time, only forward, no backlash, take the life of the other party!
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