Alex's angry roar mixed with extraordinary power spread out, and the strange light groups around him shattered one after another, turning into gorgeous fireworks and light particles and dissipating in the wind.
Immediately afterwards, a young man carrying a machete-like fantasy sword fell out of a certain light ball in embarrassment. Shock and disbelief remained on his face, as if he did not expect that the other party would use such a method.
Of course, for hunters, as long as they can actually kill the prey in the end, there are no big restrictions on the means and methods they can use.
Just like when hunting groups equipped hunters with small firearms and established specialized firearms workshops.
Because at that time, a group of hunters who were at the forefront of the times discovered that it was obviously simpler and more effective to kill extraordinary creatures with one shot than fighting each other for several rounds before subduing each other.
Swish, swish, swish!
Three more rune knives came through the air like life-threatening evil spirits. The young man's face became solemn, and he waved the fantasy sword in his hand that looked like a scimitar and a keyboard.
The fantasy sword once again exerted its indestructible effect, cutting the running rune knife into two pieces like iron, and then he flicked his wrist and turned the blade to sweep away the rune knife that was broken into two pieces. go out.
But the young man had lost the opportunity. When he could barely block the oncoming rune knife, Alex had already raised the gun handle and gun clip made of walnut wood again. Because of his personal preference, the appearance was Transformed into a long-barreled pistol that resembles a flintlock gun.
The hem of his windbreaker was fluttering in the breeze, and the lenses of his glasses reflected the cold light, making it difficult for the young man to see clearly the expression of the old hunter's eyes hidden behind his glasses.
Raise your hand to aim, calibrate the angle, and pull the trigger.
Bang!
The firing pin fired, and the mercury bullet broke through the fluid-like viscous air, passed through the specially modified and lengthened barrel of the gun by the old hunter, and spurted out with flames!
The whole process flowed smoothly without any lag, and the roar filled with extraordinary power at the moment of the gunshot also followed.
"What is your purpose? Do you want to involve everyone in the city?"
The wide-area spread of sound waves mixed with extraordinary power temporarily blocked the young man's escape route by summoning a ball of light again, and the fog shadow hid in it, forcing him to face it head-on.
Even if he has doubts in his heart, Alex will never leave any chance or room for the other party!
The blood exploded, and the mercury bullet exploded into a blood flower on the young man's shoulder!
The hunter's blood in the bullet core penetrated from the young man's wound, and then the young man felt that the blood all over his body... boiled.
Literally boiling over.
Every drop of blood is composed of cells engraved with thousands of extraordinary spells. When the enemy's body is torn apart and comes into contact with his blood, this blood engraved with extraordinary spells will enter the body's circulation and flow from the cells. Corroding and causing damage on the surface - this is the poisonous blood of a highly poisonous thing to any living creature.
The blood all over his body boiled and solidified rapidly. The sharp and thick blood crystal spikes easily tore his muscle tissue from the inside out, punctured his skin, arms, chest, thighs, soles of feet, palms, eyes, Blood crystal spikes of different sizes were pierced everywhere in his mouth, throat, and trachea. The blood crystal spikes piercing out from his thighs and soles of his feet were even deeper into the ground, forming a strange scaffold that tore the young man into pieces. The rotten body hung in mid-air.
However, psykers are existences in the supernatural realm that are recognized by most extraordinary creatures as extremely difficult to deal with.
Not those defective products mass-produced using truth pills and supernatural modifications, but genuine psykers.
And psykers have another name in the supernatural world - visionaries.
With the help of the Fantasy Sword, he can implant his fantasies into the minds of others, and then forcibly reach a consensus to modify reality to a certain extent.
For example...the miracle of resurrection.
"To be honest, I'm really not good at this kind of face-to-face fighting... Although I won't die, it will hurt..." The young man who was hanging in the air and was supposed to be dead suddenly made a strange sound like a bellows leaking. Then the blood crystal spikes that pierced the skin turned into liquid again, swirling and being sucked into the body. At the same time, the black holes on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, the wounds all over the young man's body have regenerated, and even the holes in his clothes have been repaired. He doesn't look like he has just recovered from the fatal wounds all over his body.
With a sarcastic look on his face, he rushed towards the old hunter and raised his hand to chop the opponent's chest with a knife: "You claim to be a good person, you have summed up a set of good person principles and practiced them, but what did you gain in the end? You took all the trouble You have to teach others to correct their evil ways and return to the right ways. In the end, how many people do what you want, turn around and become good people?"
"So what?" Alex snorted and turned slightly to dodge the strike of the fantasy sword. At the same time, he raised his foot and kicked the opponent in the chest. Amidst the crisp and loud sound of broken bones, the young man flew backwards and rolled several times. Only then did it stop flying upside down.
Then Alex's voice came: "They don't want to be good people. They just think that being good people requires too much effort. They feel that being a bad person can lead a better life than being a good person. As long as they have the choice, everyone will want to live like a human being. Everyone will choose to be a good person. Most people are not born thieves, robbers, or heinous criminals. As long as the external environment allows it and there are enough constraints and guidance, it is not difficult to be a good person. …”
"Hahahahahaha... Everyone wants to live like a human being." The young man laughed as if he couldn't feel the pain and got up from the ground. The ribs that were broken by the kick had just been connected to the opponent's ribs through the fantasy sword. His consciousness and thoughts were repaired, and he opened his hands with a mocking expression on his face, "But the reality is that good people can never defeat bad people, and good people who work hard will never live long. It is always easier to be a bad person than a good person... "
"Similar words... this is not the first time someone has said this to you..."
Before he finished speaking, Alex rushed in front of the young man, punched him hard in the chest and abdomen, twisted his body and kicked him in the back, knocking his body to the ground!
"I act just to prove this! I just want to use practical actions and my experience to tell everyone that you can live a good life when you are a good person! Being a good person means being able to fight against the bad people! Being a good person is better than being a bad person. Easier!”
Even though his head might be stepped on at any time, there was no fear on the face of the young man lying on the ground. There was a smile on his face, and he laughed wildly and yelled: "Hahahahahahaha! Then! How are you going to prove it! Others How to replicate your experience!”
"You have considerable power, which means that people without power cannot replicate your success. They cannot protect themselves like you. If they follow your teachings and encounter danger while doing good, can you protect them? ?”
"People who have power but don't know self-discipline will turn into bullying. Can they really control the instinct to bully the weak? Can they really control the sense of superiority and arrogance that radiates from the bottom of their hearts?"
"You are just talking to yourself and want to impose your own will and ideal world on others' minds, forcing others to be good people like you, and forcing the world to become what you want. This is similar to the delusions of a child. What a difference!"
The young man knew very well that he would never be able to defeat the opponent in a head-on battle, so he could only rely on this method to accumulate an advantage.
Gain the upper hand in verbal confrontations, shake the opponent's mind and spirit, and create an advantage.
The conclusion is to use factual problems to attack Alex's long-standing ideals, whether it is ridicule or stimulation, as long as it can anger the other party, he will do anything.
"Shut up!" The young man felt his collar being pulled up, and the blood on his forehead blurred his vision, but he could still see Alex's expression clearly.
Now the old hunter's expression changed from obviously angry to almost distorted.
He was close to succeeding.
