Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 21 Rebellion against Tiangang
  In the room, Terry looked at the furious Mayfair standing by the window with some astonishment.

Yes, he didn't understand, it was just that he was almost hacked to death. What was this bitch so angry about?

Didn't he just kill him? He was the one who should be anxious.

"Hey! You pulled out such a dangerous weapon when we first met! How could you treat a lady like this!"

Mayfair seems to have broken through the defense very well. The beautiful face before now looks a bit ferocious, and the hair is spread on the head, and the charm is gone.

Yeah, like a crazy old woman who picks up trash and eats it.

Terry gently shook the sword in his hand and said with a solemn expression: "I have never seen any lady take action against a minor."

Although on the surface he looked like he was quarreling with the other party, in fact Terry's heart had started to beat faster - which meant he was nervous.

When Mayfair opened the door with his back turned to him, Terry suddenly realized that this was a very good opportunity. He simply drew his sword and chopped down without waiting for the opponent to open the door completely.

But he never expected that under the circumstances of a sneak attack, the sword that he thought was unparalleled was actually dodged by the opponent.

Mayfair suddenly raised his arms, twisted his fingers a few times, and pulled them to both sides.

At that moment, Terry felt that the other party had turned into a blurry black shadow, avoided his sword light, and then appeared at the window.

As soon as he broke free from the restraints, Terry hurriedly rushed to the side, just in time to avoid the three purple-green spikes fired by Mayfair from his palm, and then there was a thumping sound penetrating the wall behind him. .

Terry didn't quite understand why the other party's concern was so strange. He just raised the long sword in his hand, swallowed his saliva, and walked slowly towards Mayfair.

What's more, he has been poisoned. The longer the stalemate lasts, the better it will be for that inexplicable woman.

The room suddenly became agitated. Thin green iron chains appeared out of thin air on the walls on both sides. They turned into afterimages like poisonous snakes and instantly entangled Terry's hands and feet.

call!
  The cold light fell along with the whistling sound, but it was still in vain. The woman was obviously a master of magic. When the sword light approached, she turned into a purple-black mist and avoided the powerful and heavy slashing blow by changing her material form. hit.

Apart from the rubber band holding his ponytail being severed by the sword wind and a strand of hair falling out, the other party did not suffer any injuries at all.

If Mayfair was a tender spring water before, now, the aura of this woman has turned into a harsh winter.

"You have the nerve to mention this word to me!"

Although it was his first battle, Terry relied on the physical bonus brought by the jewelry and used the core strength of his waist and abdomen that he did not have before to stand up, raised his sword again and rushed towards Mayfair.

Terry was fed up with this inexplicable talking to himself. Even now that the two sides are at odds, they are still playing the role of drama here.

"Who is your knight?"

"Looks like my knight needs a little lesson!"

Then that beautiful face seemed to be coated with a layer of frost, and a dense gas composed of purple and green light particles swirled in Mayfair's palm.

But Mayfair didn't pay attention to Terry's movement at all, and instead repeated the word underage again.

"Underage?"

A mere 60% improvement in physical fitness is still not enough. After all, he has not done any special training before. Although due to the nature of the game, Terry can't bear the weight brought by the size of the sword, but If you hold an object with both hands and remain motionless in one position, your muscles will become stiff.

The mist sank as if it was alive, meandering on the floor. Terry was vigilant and wanted to raise his feet to avoid it, but still took a step slower. There was something sharp wrapped in the mist, which cut Terry's trouser legs open. , and left several traces of blood.

Thanks to the magic resistance of Blessing Nebula Dewdrop, Terry mustered up his strength and straightened the strange magic chains extending from the wall. Then with a twist of his wrist, the blade of the long sword shattered those chains. .

Mayfair chewed the word repeatedly.

He was injured in his first official battle with superpowers, but Terry just turned around without changing his expression, his eyes closely following the flow of the mist, while holding a sword in one hand and taking out a sword with the other hand. Drink the bottle of agility potion.

It was just a minor injury, insignificant, and even weak healing potions were not needed. With the incredible regeneration speed, when the mist rose on the floor, trying to condense into a human form again, Terry's injury was already healed.

Stomping on the floor steadily, Terry took three steps in succession and then charged again. But the other party's combat experience was obviously richer than Terry's. Before the human form was completely condensed, an arm made of pure black mist stretched out. With a flick of five fingers, two purple arc-shaped light blades shot to the left. He flew towards Terry on the right.

‘Can’t avoid it! ’

Terry's eyes widened with force, trying hard to overcome the human physiological instinct to close his eyes when danger comes, and stopped the charge. He swept the long sword held in both hands horizontally, and actually split the two light blades away from the established track. .

But then Terry discovered that these two light blades might have been used to delay him, because in just a moment, Mayfair was fully formed, and a purple whirlwind blew under her feet, holding her and Terry apart. distance.

Psychiatrists just make money, and the house they rent is so big!
  A sinister smile appeared on Mayfair's lips. From this distance, if Terry charged forward again, it would be enough for her to cast several spells.

Terry knew that he was likely to encounter the magician's violent bombardment next, so he quickly threw away the sword in his hand, got up and rolled to the left without caring about his face, and moved to the opponent's clinic. behind the sofa.

Holy Squirrel Summoning Staff!
  High-end topaz staff!

Nearly a quarter of the already low magic value was instantly deducted. Mayfair raised his head and looked at the big squirrel that suddenly appeared out of thin air on the ceiling in surprise.

Squirrels are not uncommon, but this one may be the first one on earth that can use its big tail as a propeller to spin and float.

"My knight, I really didn't expect that your current offensive methods are so cute~"

The coldness on Mayfair's face dissipated a little, and he said with a smile towards the sofa: "A cute little squirrel, why, you want to take it as a gift - pfft!"

Just when Mayfair was teasing Terry, the squirrel suddenly threw an acorn, with a huge force like a powerful blow from a world boxing champion, slamming into Mayfair's stomach.

This move obviously exceeded Mayfair's expectations, and when she was hunched over with a painful look on her face, Terry jumped out from behind the sofa holding a topaz staff.

Two points of magic value were deducted, and a yellow ball of light the size of a volleyball flew towards Mayfair's head with a roaring wind.

Bang!
  Half of the wall was smashed through, and the huge circular pit showed how destructive the blow was.

Terry's expression finally changed.

Because this inevitable attack penetrated directly through Mayfair's head, as if the opponent had no physical existence.

Is it some kind of virtualization magic that can be cast quickly?
  But if there was such magic, why did the other party have to go through so much trouble before?
  It can be said that Terry is at the end of his game. He has basically used all his attacks. But if he can't hurt Mayfair, who is in a virtual state, then if he continues to fight, it will all depend on how well he can withstand beatings.

Either throw out all the bombs in the inventory, and then jump out of the window to escape - Damn, this is the eleventh floor!
  Although he thought so in his heart, Terry's feet were already close to the window unknowingly.

If it doesn't work, I can only pretend to jump out of the window and drink the memory potion.

I haven't tested the effect. I really don't know where this medicine will send him home.

It's not too bad to get back to Manhattan.

It would be great fun to be sent back to the village where I was born in the East.

"and many more!"

Mayfair suddenly raised his hand and raised a tearful face: "No fight, no fight."

A green ball of light condensed on Mayfair's lower abdomen, and the other party's pale face quickly recovered color. At this moment, Mayfair had no evil spirits at all, and his face was full of grievances: "That's too much, just let's discuss it. To be so harsh on others!"

This woman... Terry looked at the other party expressionlessly. After repeatedly confirming that the other party really had no intention of attacking, he held the topaz staff and asked coldly: "Then why did you poison me?"

"What poison!"

Mayfair seemed to have been greatly wronged and stared with watery eyes: "I'm just having a little flirtation with you!"

"what???"

(End of this chapter)