Fairy's Chess Game

Chapter 194 and... Deathmatch

Erza Netwerka and Erza Shukaret, two lightning-fast figures crossed each other in a flash.

With a sound of "choking", Erza lowered her head and saw that her armor was shattering and falling apart.A thin bloodstain appeared on the fair skin under the ribs, and then rapidly expanded, blooming bright red "flowers".

The Fairy Armor is one of Erza's strongest armors, but it was completely destroyed just after its appearance this time, and only the sword-holding hand armor remained.This result was obviously beyond Ersha's expectations, and she even forgot about the bleeding wound.

And Netwerka was no less shocked than she was.

Netwerka leaned forward slightly, his eyes widened, and he looked at his hands in disbelief.It may be the strongest magic in this world... The magic weapon "Ten Commandments Spear", only half of the gun barrel is left between the two hands.

Around the ears, a few strands of crimson hair slowly fell down.On the left side of Netwerka's beautiful cheek, a straight wound was cut by the rapier, and the hair near the left ear was cut off.

Netwerka was not in the mood to care about her face either, she reached out and touched her cheek in a daze, wiping away the blood.But his eyes never left the Ten Commandments Gun.

Unlike Erza, although Erza damaged a set of powerful armor, she only lost one fighting method, and she still has a large number of armors to choose from.But Netwerka is different. For her, the Ten Commandments Gun is her magic, the guarantee and reliance of her strength.Without the Ten Commandments Spear, Netwoka's status as a mage and captain of the Demon Squad is completely over!

What identity should I live with in the future?Without strong combat power, are you qualified to continue to serve the kingdom?
For a moment, she fell into a hesitation.

But Netwerka was still the best fighter after all, and the psychological turmoil didn't bother her for too long. She immediately thought that she was still on the battlefield and was fighting!
There is no time to think about it!The most important thing now...defeat that woman!
"what!"

Natwerka roared, raised his fist, turned around and rushed out.

"Ah!" The same roar came from the opposite side.

In Netwerka's somewhat blurred vision, a figure with the same crimson long hair rushed towards him.

Again, it's like looking in a mirror...

At this time, because the armor on her body was broken, Erza was similar to Netwerka, and her body became almost naked.This time, even the dress and movements of the two women are exactly the same.

"Ah!!" Natwoka no longer forced herself to see the specific appearance of that figure, she shouted even louder, as if trying to overwhelm the voice on the other side.

Is this fate?The battle between us...

The island is falling, and all the magic power in the air is gathering in one direction, and even the magic power that has kept the floating island afloat for countless years has been forcibly plundered.

A strong sense of weightlessness enveloped the two women, but at this moment they no longer had the extra strength and thought to detect the abnormal changes in the surrounding environment.

The footsteps were a little swaying, and it was even more difficult to walk on the island that was falling at an accelerated rate.But neither of the two women hesitated or paused, and rushed towards each other persistently and firmly.

Closer, closer!Natwoka could feel that "her" body was close at hand, exhausted, and the scars on her face made Natwaka almost lose her eyesight.But at this moment, she no longer needs to use her eyes to see, she is familiar with that body, just like she is familiar with her own body.

Netwerka poured all the remaining strength in his body into his right fist, pouring all his determination and will into this punch.

This blow is not magic, nor has magic power, but it is the real "strongest" punch of Netwerka who bid farewell to the status of a mage.She put her soul, body and everything in this punch.

At this time, Netwerka is not a warrior of the kingdom, nor is she fighting for the king's plan. All her body and mind are filled with only the words "battle" and "victory".

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, her fist hit the target, Natwoka grinned, and pressed her body forward, sending more force along her arms.

At the same time, Natwoka also felt dizzy in her head, and the large expanse of Venus further paralyzed her vision, and her ears were filled with a "humming" sound.

No wonder the sound of that punch was so clear... so I was hit too?

Although he couldn't see clearly, Natwerka easily guessed what happened just now.She could imagine that Erza on the opposite side rushed over with the same movement... and then punched out.

The extremely exhausted body even became dull in the sense of pain. Natwoka didn't feel too much pain on his face, but his body was in a cloud of fog, and there was no sense of touch around him.

Was blown away... Natwoka's consciousness is still clear, and he can accurately identify his state at this time. Damn it, how much strength did that woman use!
...But the strength I used was not light, she must have flown away too.

Thinking of this, Netwerka felt relieved, at least he didn't lose!
The bodies of the two women "lightly" fell to the ground, falling together with the broken island.

The sudden appearance of magic power, and then being forcibly extracted by a mysterious force, the violent fluctuations in a short period of time made the magicians who were fighting feel extremely uncomfortable.

At this time, I felt that most of the fighting had stopped.People are terrified by the signs of terror coming from the depths of the kingdom.

Flames, explosions, and loud noises of buildings collapsing can be heard endlessly.What was mixed with it... was the dragon's roar!

It's like there are legendary monsters - dragons fighting there!

In the face of this force, no one cares about their battles anymore.

...except for the battle in the outskirts.

Since the two Woz are not wizards at this time, the earth-shaking changes in magic power have not affected the battle between them at all.

Even the sound of the dragon's chant resounding through the sky, and the countless falling islands in the sky did not distract the two men.

Their focus on this war also complements Erza and the others.

Also because they are not wizards, the battle between the two is very "quiet".Maxman, who was about to run out of ammunition, rarely pulled the trigger again.

This long battle, which lasted nearly ten hours, has exhausted the physical strength and energy of the two of Woz.

At this time, the two people didn't even have the strength of Zhan Zhi's body, and they kept their bodies from falling entirely by their own will.The clothes on his body were in tatters, stained with a mixture of dust, sweat, and blood, and he completely lost the demeanor of an S-rank mage and a general of the army.

It's just that the eyes of the two are still bright and clear, staring at each other closely, and their hands are still holding the weapons firmly, without even the slightest tremor.

Woz and Maxman fell into a confrontation again. The two panted quickly, forcing themselves to adjust their breath, and seize this little gap to recover their strength.

It was their stingy allocation of physical strength that allowed them to sustain such a long battle.

It can be said that the combat awareness of the two Woz is the best among all those who participated in this melee!Even the chess player and the king of cards are more inclined to "fight with their brains" due to their magical abilities, so they don't pay too much attention to such details.

If it was Naz and the other dragon slayer wizards, they would not have such a delicate consciousness.It's not that they can't sustain a long-term battle, but with Naz's inertia, they may continue to fight with all their strength, and then further tap their deeper potential, constantly squeezing out the blood in their bodies like a sponge squeezing water. Physical strength and magical power...they don't need such a delicate fighting style.

Woz can't be that unrestrained, this battle is no less dangerous than those fierce magic battles, even more dangerous!
Generally speaking, unless the difference in strength is too great, the battle between wizards can be won or lost, but rarely will it be a life-and-death situation.With magical protection, even injuries are relatively rare.

In the battle between Woz and Maxman, one holds a sharp sword and the other holds two guns. There is no trace of magic power. The attack power is far greater than the defense power, and it is easy to fight a life-and-death situation.

Woz stared at Maxman carefully, thinking constantly in his mind: My thin sword has 63 centimeters of residual blade left, and I must get closer.

Maxman looked at Woz: there are less than twenty rounds of ammunition left, and the other party will not give me any more time to reload; the remaining ten rounds in the gun are usable... it must be within ten rounds Take out the enemies!

Only half of Woz's thin sword is left, which is the result of his efforts to maintain it, otherwise Maxman would have broken it by the roots!
And Maxman's two arms have also been numb and lost consciousness. It is the result of doing his best to maintain accurate shooting. As for changing the ammunition?But he couldn't do that kind of delicate work, his fingers would probably be so trembling that he couldn't even pinch a bullet, right?

Both of them knew that the last moment was coming.

Woz turned his back to the capital, and the magnificent capital was completely dark. The magic power was plundered and all the magic lights were extinguished. Only the palace was still bright and burning with raging fire.

The sky above the head was like a massive meteor shower, and countless islands fell at a high speed, marking out brilliant flames.

Woz held the sword in one hand and straightened his body vigorously.

"Boom!" A small floating island hit the ground far behind him, and the bright flames flashed away.

The light was so dazzling that Maxman could not help but squint his eyes.Woz suddenly erupted, dragging the blade and rushing out.

Maxman didn't panic, and pointed a pair of black guns at Woz.He didn't shoot rashly, the ten hours of fighting had already proved one point - aiming at Woz doesn't mean he can hit him.He needs a better time...to get Woz closer!
There is no chance to do it again, you must hit him at that moment and kill him!

The eyes of the two collided again, as cold as frost, but full of murderous intent.

The distance is closer, five meters!
Maxman pressed his left fingertips hard, flames were sprayed from the muzzle of the gun, and five bullets poured out.

Woz ducked to the left before he saw the flames.Pushing up a piece of dirt under his feet, his body accelerated again and rushed directly in front of the opponent.

Maxman also backed away, trying to regain distance, shooting with his remaining right-hand runner.

Woz slashed out with a sword, but the truncated irregular blade made his calculations go wrong. The stern cold light tore through Maxman's military uniform, and only scratched a little bit of oily skin on his body, but there was no result.

Woz secretly thought something was wrong, and every attack at this time could be regarded as the final blow.Because once you fail, the enemy's attack that follows is likely to kill you first!
In order to cut out the sword, Woz's body stagnated slightly, allowing Maxman to open a little distance, just enough for him to unleash it.

This angle is awesome!Maxman grasped the fleeting feeling, did not prepare to shoot, but adjusted the angle of the muzzle slightly, and pulled the trigger the moment it crossed the expected track.

"Bang!" As soon as the shot was fired, Maxman immediately felt: This shot must hit!
Woz was too close, there was no time and space to react, and he could only subconsciously raise his head back and try to avoid it.

The "reading" talent is persistently working, improving Woz's vision to a very high level, and dynamic vision can clearly see the state of bullets flying.

Woz's pupils shrank to the size of a needle point, and he watched the bullet approach his right eye.

It was too late to blink, and Woz turned his head quickly to get out of the way of the ballistic.But the "reading" talent told Woz that he still couldn't completely dodge the bullet.

Whoosh!
The projectile grazed the corner of the eye, but it grazed Woz's eye socket!

Woz only felt that the eyes of his right hand were pitch black, and then turned into a deep red, which seemed to be shining with golden light, and all kinds of messy colors and lights were intertwined.Then came the belated pain, and a wave of nausea and panic.

Woz knew that his right eye was finished. He even had an illusion, and he could still feel the strange touch of his eyeball being exploded.

The incomparable panic caused Woz's intact left eye to lose vision for a while.

After the panic came endless anger, and Woz deliberately let this anger suppress the side effects of the severe pain.

His thin sword fencing doesn't have to rely on vision.

Woz's body moved again, and Maxman's next four bullets all penetrated Woz's body, but they could no longer cause the fatal damage effect of the first round.

Woz couldn't see it, but swung his sword down without the slightest hesitation.The extremely sharp blade did not feel the touch of hitting the target at all, it cut all the way to the ground, and finally broke and damaged completely.

Maxman turned his head to look at his right shoulder, and after two seconds, a large puff of blood suddenly shot out from his shoulder, and then his entire right arm slumped to the ground feebly.

Only then did Maxman howl in pain, holding the gun in his left hand and hitting Woz on the head with the handle of the gun.

Woz also raised his leg and kneeled into Maxman's abdomen.

The two people who were both severely injured were released by the other side at the same time.The pain and fatigue made them unable to get up and continue fighting.

Only the battle between Woz and Maxman was a death fight in the true sense. Although there was no enmity, both of them did engage in this ten-hour long battle with the determination to kill each other.

At this time, although they still failed to kill their opponents, their mental and willpower fatigue reached their limit; in the case of severe physical injuries, both Woz eventually collapsed and fell down.

Exhausted physically and mentally, from soul to body, this battle has exhausted all their strength.

draw?Maxman lay on his back on the ground, and there was only a dazzling pool of blood on his right arm, soaking the dry ground under his body.I lost... I lost one hand, and I lost one of my guns. I'm afraid my combat power is less than [-]% of the original... But that guy, his swordsmanship seems to be fine without eyes, right?What's more, he should still be a wizard.Damn, I'm really not reconciled!

A little disheartened, Maxman didn't even deal with the wound on his severed arm, letting the blood flow.

(End of this chapter)