Shirai brother of a certain science

Chapter 60 Eat My Tank!

"you are my son!"

Shirai also saw that the other party's situation was not right, so he recalled Fantasy Killer with one hand, and while the other party was in a daze, he stabbed the other party's wound that was oozing black water.

"Hoo!"

The weirdo frowned, took a deep breath, and let out a loud drink.

Shirai's irresistible repulsive force burst out from the opponent's body. Even if he blocked it with Fantasy Killer, he was still pushed back a long way and hit the wall heavily.

Even though his physique is not human, this blow knocked him out of shape.

"This trick again?!"

This is not the first time Shirai has seen this move. He also got a similar move when he was chasing down the Roman Orthodox magician before.

Shirai didn't know that this was not a pure technique, but a move that forcibly pulled the magic power in the body and spewed out. Not only was it costly, but after using it, the meridians and blood vessels of the whole body would be in severe pain, unless it was involuntary , otherwise I would not dare to do so.

Maybe it was because Shirai's thoughts were disturbed, the strange man looked at Shirai with unkind eyes.

But this is exactly what Shirai wanted.

Who is the weirdo?

Shirai knew better than himself. From Thor's mouth, he could understand that this man was the supreme bishop of the Puritan Church in England, that is, the Hank Fleming who wiped out a small town with one move.

Fortunately, he has been demoted now, otherwise, even with the blessing of Fantasy Killer, he doesn't think he can beat this old monster.

But now, the supreme bishop who had lost his wisdom, now has faint signs of soberness, and Shirai will naturally not allow him to regain himself.

This time he didn't hold the big one, he just teleported there, didn't give him a chance to use that repelling technique, and stabbed him in the chest again.

Grabbing Fantasy Killer, the weirdo froze for a moment.

Compared with when he was dazed before, he can now clearly sense that after grasping this strange weapon, his magic power is losing at an alarming rate.

Quickly letting go of Fantasy Killer, he looked at the weapon with a trace of fear at last.

Bai Jing was overjoyed, and took advantage of the situation and continued to attack, with a tendency to be unreasonable and unforgiving.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, sucking blood to hunt the Red Cross!"

Weird runes flickered from his hands, and with a flick, the flames shot out of Lao Gao, forming a cross and flying towards Bai Jing.

"This"

Shirai was stunned for a moment, but not for a long time, only for a moment, he reacted, and the fantasy killer knocked directly on the flame cross, knocking it apart.

Bloodsucking and killing the Red Cross is a relatively well-known technique of Christianity, and it is also the housekeeping skill of the Supreme Bishop.

It was originally used to fight vampires, whether it was the burning flames or the appearance of the cross, they could cause extremely fatal damage to vampires.

But now he is using blood-sucking to hunt the red cross, where does he still have that sacred burning feeling?It was supposed to be a fiery red flame, but now it was like a will-o'-the-wisp, cold and gloomy, just looking at it, it was cold from head to toe.

A trace of bewilderment appeared in the old Hank's eyes, who were already ghosts and inhumans. In his few memories, this flame should be warm, chilling, and sacred.

As everyone knows, if his flame is still the original attribute, I'm afraid it will backfire on him in the first place.

You know, that technique was originally created to deal with evil spirits like him.

It's just that magicians nowadays prefer to use these spells that were originally used to deal with evil spirits and evil spirits on their own kind.

If it was the old Hank before, he would probably still feel uneasy, or maybe turn pale with fright, but now he is just following the spell of instinct release.

He doesn't care if the fire is normal or coquettish, as long as it can kill Bai Jing, it's good fire.

Two more flames appeared in his hands, but under the scorching of the flames, the temperature in this corridor not only did not rise, but dropped rapidly.

Shirai took a deep breath, and could even see the white mist.

"Fire-"

After chanting a mouth-wrapping mantra, two lingering will-o'-the-wisps entangled together, spinning and flying over like a drill bit.

Bai Jing didn't panic, and swung the Fantasy Killer horizontally in his hand, knocking the flame drill apart, and took advantage of the opportunity to put it on the tiger's mouth of his raised left hand.

Like hitting a billiard ball, thrust forward.

A white light that was as fast as a bullet directly plunged into Old Hank's body, and then broke out again, sinking into the wall behind him.

This is exactly the air flash he improved before. Although the range is not as wide as the empty flash, the true damage attribute that ignores all defenses is still intact.

He was named Kongthorn.

However, this empty thorn was used by him to control the enemy for the first time, but it didn't show much power.

There is no way, this old Hank is no longer an ordinary human being, he was poked out by Fantasy Killer in his chest, the hole the size of his arm, isn't he still doing well now?What's more, it's a hole that's two fingers wide.

Old Hank hesitated for a moment, then waved the fire ball in his hand again, and clusters of flames flew towards Shirai like fireworks, and then he smashed them with Fantasy Killer.

And compared to before, he is more fearless, which also shows that he has already noticed the abnormality of his body.

Two more flames flew by.

Shirai dodged one group, then knocked another group apart.

And the flame that he avoided, drew an arc and exploded above the ceiling.

Immediately afterwards, cracks began to appear in the place where it was bombed, and a huge object fell from the second floor, stirring up a large cloud of smoke and dust, and shaking the third floor three times.

"what?"

Not only Shirai, but even old Hank was attracted, and began to look in that direction vigilantly.

The smoke cleared, and a hideous war machine revealed its prototype.

That's a tank.

However, it is not generally tanks, but Academy City tanks. Although Shirai doesn't understand this very well, he still understands one thing.

Things from Academy City must be better than those from the outside world.

I didn't look at the beautiful country next door, but now I'm salivating at the weapons and equipment Shirai gave to the Celestial Dynasty.

But no matter how powerful it was, Shirai didn't expect it to be able to fight against a magician, even though it was a magician who lost his mind.

In particular, this thing is still a semi-finished product, and the tracks are not even installed, and it is estimated that there will be no shells or the like.

But it didn't stop Shirai from using it to buy himself some time.

Compared with old Hank, Shirai now has a natural advantage.

He knew what it was, but the other party didn't.

Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent was still guarding the tank, Shirai directly used his ability to come to the side of the tank.

It stands to reason that Shirai can move objects without touching them, but the size of this tank is far from what he can move with a single thought.

Fortunately, Old Hank was not far away from him. If it was further away, he himself would not be sure.

"Eat me and crush the tank!"

With a sound of swiping, the tank disappeared, and then reappeared, already above Old Hank's head.

"After all, it's still a bit off."

Because it was beyond Shirai's ability, his ability to be accurate to the micron level still shifted, and the shift was quite a lot.

Enough to make the opponent escape the range of the tank.

But old Hank not only didn't escape, but acted like... no, he lost his mind.In short, not only did he not escape, but he raised his hands, intending to catch this thing.

Perhaps in his opinion, this is similar to the horse-drawn carriage on the streets of Britain.

As a result, he didn't even last a second, and was directly crushed by the tank, unable to move.

Shirai also quickly adjusted his posture, charged up his strength, and swung the sword in his hand.

"Empty flash!"

PS: Thanks to Misaka XX for the 100 starting point reward~
(End of this chapter)