Chapter 138 (1/2)
Touch! Touch! Touch... Touch!
Chen Lai steel Dyson suddenly turned and shot at an open space.
The shrapnel of the umbrella attack made a circle of ripples and blood mist in the air.
The magic cloak on ghost Gerald has a strong defense against this kind of shooting, but even if he eats another shot of shrapnel, Gerald has to retreat from the threat distance of the shrapnel gun and calm the visceral damage by adjusting the blood flow of the body.
If assassins have faced other mages, even archmages, melee is their weakness.
This does not mean that these mages are weak in melee, but that the mages who distance themselves are too dangerous.
Then, master Chen Lai Gangzhi Dyson is also very dangerous to enter the war, even more dangerous than pulling away.
The mage could even start the magic of dragon breath with one action. If the protective fire scroll had not been opened in time, Gerald would have died under that move.
Chen Lai Gangzhi Dyson put down his gun and provoked the assassin. He generally combed his hair back. His glasses flashed coldly and said, ”why do you want to distance? If you really want to cut me, you should come close to the attack.
Or is it that any part of my figure may be an illusion when you are afraid of approaching me?
If so, it's just superfluous trouble. The combat distance will be meaningful only when the opponent's strength is equal.
So the fighting distance between me and you doesn't mean anything. ”
Gerald stared at the mage with a dignified look: ”how did you find me?”
You told me that this kind of close-up magic is a three ring mage?
For the recorded information, he had thousands of languages in his heart into a sentence. He didn't know how to say it.
As an assassin who is about to ignite the legendary fire, the prince of Albion, the land of heaven, he was lucky to get tickets to Chizhi training camp, accept the training of the queen of the shadow country and the great witch who is not old and immortal in the shadow world, and have very strong confidence in borrowing the power of the shadow.
But now, this confidence has been hit by a mage.
Chen Lai steel Dyson stared at the assassin with his secret glow eyes. A few seconds later, he pointed to his eyes and said, ”there is no hiding place for any evil in front of my eyes. But you know my information very well. Who told you?”
Gerald was startled at first and secretly shouted that it was not good. This time, the goal was a magician with constant real vision. This level of magician was as terrible as baroyan. Then he thought about it and felt wrong: ”Everyone you know is telling me your information. You can't deceive me, mage. There's no doubt that your eyes can't see me. Is it nose, touch or hearing?”
Chen Lai steel Dyson said, ”what do you think? How many kinds of neutrino detection, thermal radiation detection and life vision can you avoid? Nothing can be hidden in front of me. No matter how you change, your particles still exist, even if you are smaller than electrons.”
The thief stared at the mage carefully and suddenly threw out three throwing knives.
The sound barrier is broken through by the tip of the knife, just like lightning and thunder cutting through space.
Dada dada
Chen Lai. Steel Dyson leaned and fired three shots.
Dang Dang
Three copper-plated bullets knocked out three throwing knives between lightning, stone and fire.
The assassin took the opportunity to be invisible and rushed to the mage. His moving speed was close to the speeding train. His body passed through the air without resistance under the protection of some magic, and almost immediately approached the mage.
Chen Lai steel Daisen shot at the empty space continuously. It seemed that he could not use up all the bullets in his pistol, and his shooting method seemed to have eyes.
No matter where the thief hid, he couldn't escape his attack. Bullets went straight into his face.
Gerald couldn't remember how many bullets he had fired. Now his wrist was starting to ache.
The assassin felt very uncomfortable and oppressed. An inexplicable uncomfortable feeling of carton made him a little crazy.
No matter what body method, camouflage and stealth skills he uses, the mage standing in front seems to have made countermeasures one step in advance.
Clearly, the enemy is in front of us, and the distance of the last knife is that we can't step in.
Before the assassin slashed at the mage's neck, the mage had slid back and fired back. The mage seemed to predict.
——Lens switching——
Hidden in the wall tunnel, a group of onlookers began to scream: ”Wow! This thief is so powerful and runs so fast that I can't see him clearly!”
”Wow, a lot of thieves. I'm going to faint...”
”Doesn't it matter, master? Let's call for support.”