Chapter 158 (1/2)

After being blown up by the sudden explosion, mazka didn't rush at Loren immediately, but chose to stay in place and linger around the black haired wizard, waiting for his moment of distraction.

This is also Loren's fighting habit. Because he is very tired of ”emergencies”, he would rather observe it before he is sure, patiently wait for the flaws of the enemy and wait for the opportunity to come at that moment.

The black haired wizard slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and his right hand holding the ”dragon tooth” suddenly slipped, and the gun rod fell down along the palm of his hand - at this moment, the time was infinitely elongated, mazka disappeared from his place, and the remnants of the fierce beast had been pasted in front of him!

Sure enough -!

In the deafening animal howl, ”dragon teeth” were suddenly provoked, and the silver gun tip stirred up a month and a half without warning!

The beast's claws were almost close to his face, and the ferocious Lauren tried his best to stab the ”dragon teeth” straight ahead!

With the silver plated gun tip alone, ”dragon teeth” was not enough to pierce the fierce beast, but at least it could tear off its fur - the splashed pus sprayed half of Loren's cheek, and the wailing mazka chose to retreat without hesitation and put on a posture of waiting for the opportunity.

But it's fake -!

The terrible howl sounded at the moment when the fierce beast landed. Loren's face showed a ”understanding” smile. He turned his right hand and hid the ”dragon teeth” behind him, throwing a blow ”Turin fire” right in front!

The fire burst, but this time mazka didn't choose to avoid, but rushed across the flame sputtering range immediately before the explosion and directly jumped at Loren hiding behind the flame!

I'm smart

The black haired wizard held the gun with both hands, and the ”dragon teeth” with blue light cut a piece of fire on the ground.

Side, backhand, pick up!

”Dang --!”

The collision sound that should not have occurred stagnated in mid air, and the tip of Loren's gun stabbing mazka's throat blocked the waving claw.

Mezka, who was blocked, did not give up, but roared and waved another claw - Loren, holding the gun with both hands, and now there is no defense.

But the premise is that ”dragon tooth” is not a magic wand... His lips trembled slightly, and a strange smile appeared on Lauren's face.

Everything was just in a flash... The moment the claws fell, the golden red flame had swept around, the boiling flame was more and more dazzling, and the gravel and dust under your feet were completely vaporized by the swept heat wave.

At that moment, mazka noticed Lauren's crazy eyes - either retreat or die together!

”Boom --!!!”

The splashing flame swallowed the two figures at the same time. The heat wave spread around with the explosion as the center swept around, and the dry earth turned into scorched earth in an instant!

When the fire disappeared, Lauren, standing in the scattered smoke, smiled contemptuously, provoked the ”dragon teeth” in his hand, and the silver tip of the gun pointed straight ahead.

The embarrassed mezka is entrenched opposite the black haired wizard. The evil god finally chose to escape rather than carry it down.

Just as I guessed... This monster doesn't know how to fight. It's just imitating itself - habits, experience, coping style, that's all.

That illusion is like fighting another self; The difference is that whether it's speed, power or even body shape, mazka is far beyond himself, even using ”beyond perception”, and he is far from its opponent.

This is an absolutely asymmetric battle. I can only take a little advantage by knowing myself enough. Once mezka reacts, the situation will be reversed again.

Constant approach and constant attack are the key to victory!

What Luca said flashed in his mind. The black haired wizard gently wiped the blood off his cheek, subconsciously stepped forward, and slowly exerted his right hand holding the gun.

I'll attack this time, beast... Since you like imitation so much, let's see how the war dancers fight!

Lorraine with a gun on his right foot stepped on the ground, and the figure sweeping through the smoke and dust had rushed wildly - the murderer who didn't seem to realize that Lorraine would take the initiative to attack roared at the ”stranger”!