A few blocks away from the battlefield between Ye Zi and Imogen, the battle between Zhao Yingkong and Imani, a soldier from the Indian team, has lasted for several minutes, and the winner has not yet been decided. This battle can be It's boring, but also thrilling.
It's boring because the scene is so ugly that it can't even be called a "battle."
Due to the influence of the "Dark Disaster", the dim battlefield is almost entirely filled with "shadows". For Zhao Yingkong, who has mastered the Shadow Traveler, this is undoubtedly a great geographical advantage: the opponent's activity space only has three dimensions, and She has created an extra "dimension" made of shadows out of thin air. She can escape into it anytime and anywhere to dodge attacks. She can also use the characteristics of the "shadow space" to carry out sneak attacks from various incredible and tricky angles.
In addition, her reaction speed and agility are much higher than those of the opponent... In the time just now, Imani threw dozens of punches, and the power of each punch was no less than the bombardment of a battering ram, knocking out several houses. It turned into ruins, and there were many "craters" on the originally smooth streets. But this massive attack didn't even touch Zhao Yingkong's afterimage, it was just a waste of energy.
On the contrary, in just a few minutes, Zhao Yingkong stabbed Imani no less than ten times with his Hellfire Fang, and all of them aimed at vitals such as the heart, kidneys, and tendons. However, the muscles on Imani's body were really developed to a disgusting level... The dagger, which was about twenty centimeters long, could only penetrate the tangled and bulging muscles, but it was completely unable to damage the organs inside. As for the soul-burning effect of the Hellfire Fang, it was resisted and weakened by a strange demonic energy, which could only make Imani scream in pain, nothing more.
As for the wound caused by the dagger, Imani's muscles stopped bleeding and began to heal with a nauseating squirm, and disappeared in a few breaths... If this battle continues like this, Zhao Yingkong can even tie him into a sieve. , but it can't cause much effective damage until one of the parties is exhausted.
It was thrilling because neither Zhao Yingkong nor Imani had any room for mistakes.
As long as Zhao Yingkong's movement is half a beat slower, whether the dagger is "bited" by Imani's tense muscles, or he fails to escape into the shadows in time...if he is hit by Imani's heavy punch, he will definitely suffer a broken tendon and fracture. , the consequences of internal organ trauma. Even if he does not die on the spot, he will be severely injured and lose the ability to move, making it difficult to avoid subsequent attacks.
For Imani, even if Togurro's muscles are strengthened and 90% of his body is strengthened, there are still fragile parts that cannot be covered by muscles due to the shackles of the mortal world... such as the throat, such as the brain. In the battle just now, he knew very well that with his own reaction speed, he could not prevent all the opponent's attacks, so he simply gave up protecting his torso and limbs and concentrated on defending the vital points of his neck and above.
The effect of this strategy is obviously good. The damage caused by the Fang of Hellfire to him is almost at the level of "scraping", but Imani does not dare to be careless at all: the gene lock's intuition is clearly telling him that as long as If he has even the slightest flaw in the defense of his head and throat, the female assassin from the Central Continent Team will surely seize the opportunity... and he will definitely die in one blow!
"Huh, uh..."
Hiding in the shadow space, Zhao Yingkong's short hair was soaked with sweat, and her breathing was rapid and heavy: as the attacker, whether she was accelerating in an instant or turning around, these intense movements would consume a lot of physical energy. , is inevitable. Without bloodline or physical enhancements, she could only rely on her well-tempered physical fitness to bear the load... There would be no problem in a short period of time, but if she was dragged into a protracted battle, it would be quite disadvantageous for her as an assassin.
At this time, she was also a little grateful that Ye Zi had chosen this astringent... strange high-tech material tights for her. It was obviously tightly wrapped, but it had extremely good breathability, which was the same as skin. If she were to wear clothes made of ordinary materials, given her current sweaty state, she would have absorbed a lot of sweat and become heavy and stuffy, which would affect her movement.
(We can’t delay it any longer, we must resolve it quickly.)
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yingkong fiddled with the shoes under her feet for a moment in a half-crouching position. She didn't know what kind of manipulation she had done. But the next second, she jumped out of the shadows again, entwining the monster. The blue flame of the sword flashed, and it struck Imani's neck artery with precision and ruthlessness.
"Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da!"
Imani laughed sarcastically while raising his arm to block the blow... It was no different from the previous battle. The over-developed muscles squeezed and resisted the force of the Hellfire Fang, causing it to stop. Before the skeleton. When his other big hand grabbed Zhao Yingkong, the latter had already drawn his knife and walked away, disappearing into the shadows on the wall across the street.
In the next minute, Zhao Yingkong's attacks became more and more frequent, but his accuracy plummeted. He no longer aimed at the vital points with his sword... as if he had completely lost his patience and started to rush in impatiently. And Imani was also keenly aware that with every attack by Zhao Yingkong, her speed and strength were constantly weakening: Originally, he could not even touch her afterimage, but now he punched several times, and later... They all just narrowly avoided it.
It seems...she has exhausted her physical strength too much and is at the end of her strength!
"Hahaha!"
Finally, while Imani was laughing wildly, he hit Zhao Yingkong for the first time since the battle began: the latter failed to completely dodge his attack, and was hit on the left shoulder with a powerful and heavy punch, followed by There was a crisp sound of bones shattering, and the beautiful girl's petite and exquisite body spun and flew out, falling heavily to the ground not far away.
After being hit by this blow, Zhao Yingkong's left arm was completely disabled, like a swallow with broken wings. Her expression was desperate, frightened and helpless. The originally spotless tights were covered with dust and mud, and it was difficult. The ground struggled to escape into the shadows. However, the next punch that Imani pursued was filled with a lot of demonic energy... Even if she barely hid in the shadows, the punch with extraordinary energy was enough to penetrate the barrier of the shadows and shock her. Killed in it.
(Ye Zi, my acting skills...are not bad?)
In the blink of an eye, the pitiful (...well, actually quite stiff, but the other party didn't have time to take a closer look) expression disappeared, and Zhao Yingkong's pretty face returned to a cold look, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, remembering someone who was not there. The girl here then raised her remaining right arm and shook it in the air.
In the next moment, many "arms" made of shadows with a radius of several tens of meters were seen protruding out from the shadows. The enhancement of the "Shadow Traveler" obviously did not include this ability. In other words, This is...her own skill!
However, the power of these "arms" is only a little stronger than that of ordinary people. Facing Imani, who is like a humanoid chariot, what can this kind of power, which is a drop in the bucket and a mantis' arm serve as a chariot, change anything? ?
The answer was revealed. These "arms" did not stretch out to Imani, but tightened a dozen high-tech alloy wires as thin as hair that had been arranged in advance. In the blink of an eye, a "drag net" was formed, trapping Imani. Ni Suo is trapped in it: Although his power is huge, if he struggles, he will only be torn apart by his own power... Now he is just a lamb to be slaughtered!
"Impossible, you...you, when!?"
It turns out that in the past minute, Zhao Yingkong's seemingly out-of-place and chaotic attack was just a "game" she set up: the Fang of Hell Fire rising with magnificent blue flames was enough to attract Imani's entire body. With her attention, the alloy filaments hidden under her feet were connected and fixed to the remaining buildings around her with every attack.
These alloy filaments are almost invisible. Before they are activated, they hang loosely on the ground, covered by sand and shadows, and are even harder to detect. Since they do not pose any threat at the moment, there is no danger of triggering the genetic lock. premonition.
Zhao Yingkong's gradually slowing down speed and the final "failed to dodge" blow were all to lure Imani into a trap - a ruse at the center of the "drag net" composed of alloy wires.
"No, don't kill me! If you dare to kill me, the captain will let you..."
Before the words of begging for mercy and threats could be finished, the dagger mercilessly pierced Imani's forehead. The next second, surging blue flames surged out from his seven orifices... Regardless of his brain or soul, I'm afraid It's already eight years old.
"Killing one person from the other team, the Central Continent team has gained four points and currently has 8,000 reward points."
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Time rewinds to a few minutes ago.
Immorton continued to use the spell in his hand to suppress the quicksand whirlpool in front of him and Ye Zi who was deeply trapped in it. But what he didn't know was that more than 20 meters underground, there was a faint sound, like a song. The sweet voice sounded.
"Gray...Rave..."
"Crave...Deprave..."
"Old mysteries, perish, and simple riddles, all return to nothingness."
