Chapter 89 (1/2)
Are you kidding? Not a medieval fantasy adventure of sword, plate armor and fireball? Is it not the demon elimination adventure of the witch sword Saint demon, not the treasure protection adventure of the wizard shooter, but the modern arms gangster drama of double gun Witch and gun fighting?
This technology tree is too different! You let medieval white pigs fight with swords and pistols, which is unscientific! There must be something wrong!!
It's agreed to take a piece of territory to bury in the development of science and technology, strive for hegemony in the world, and save eluin with cannons?
It's agreed to become brave and form a team to fight against the demon king with a holy sword and save the world?
Isn't this witch a reincarnator?
Not good. There must be something wrong! I can't bear it. I even have guns. How can I become a man, dominate the world and rule these aborigines.
Sherlock make complaints about the elements of fate.
Fortunately, there is a golden finger ”piercer” who is greatly relieved. I can add some points with the golden finger when I cross. It seems to be an upgrade flow, that is, how to collect the elements of fate?
Goldfinger answered the thought of the jumper and suddenly a message popped up.
[obtain destiny information: kill the target creature secretly and stir the fate transformation to obtain further fate elements]
After looking at the Ranger's short sword in his hand, the piercer scolded again. Why not jump a hint of erasing if it can't be completed, but for the sake of the golden finger, the piercer threw his conscience aside and planned secretly.
The elite female assassin karella killed 14 good players here in a moment when she saw the war witch. She cried out in her heart that it was bad. Now she was kicked to the iron plate, but she was even more afraid that if the robbery failed, she would be killed and become famous and find trouble. Fortunately, she was well-informed and knew the legend of the mechanical environment. She knew that the witch's weapons were more shameless than crossbows. The despicable weapons in her hands were definitely consumed, Then he shouted to his men, ”come on, she's procrastinating. She doesn't want to die. Hurry and kill her. She doesn't have an arrow!”
Carrela said a roll, hid under the table, drank the stealth potion and disappeared in everyone's view.
The remaining thieves and hooligans looked at each other, braved each other, raised their weapons, roared three steps and rushed to the witch two steps.
Xuedeba calmly took out black sunglasses that were completely out of line with the times from the brocade bag and took them. The witch lady smiled when the recent thief was three steps away from her and threw an alchemy bomb from her sleeve.
Seeing the witch wearing Hollywood style sunglasses, the wearer shouted in his heart that the painting style was wrong, and subconsciously felt bad in his mind. With a large amount of reading, he identified the witch as a reincarnator, and instantly thought of the elimination memory stick of the man in black.
The jumper immediately asked his companion to close his eyes, which saved his eyes.
Suddenly a strong glare lit up the whole tavern and the whole street
”Ah, my eyes!!”
”Magic, this woman is a wizard!”
”Damn it, it's a mage. Rush over and don't give her time to read the spell!”
The thieves and hooligans lost their eyes by flash bombs. Some endured eye pain and continued to rush in the direction of the witch in their memory, while others rolled into a ball with their eyes in their arms.
The witch lady with dark sunglasses turned beautifully, kicked a close-up thief's knee, took off the pistol clip with both hands, and threw the pistol up.
Then the witch turned around again, leaving a remnant. She hit a thief's spine with her knee, broke his bone with a crack, and slipped out a new cartridge clip from qianzao's sleeve.
The witch lady held the clip and loaded the fallen pistol. She completed the clip replacement of the two pistols in less than a second.
”General, ござる” the witch girl frowned slightly.
Bang, bang, bang