My Boss, the White-haired Nun

Atomic bomb?Even Dracula, who doesn't know the working principle of nuclear weapons, has hundreds of ways to completely cut it up in an instant.

The king is arrogant, which is fully reflected in Dracula.But the king will not be arrogant in any battle, any opponent, no matter how weak the opponent is.

It is almost paranoid pride in victory. Even if you are facing a god-like opponent, as long as there is a possibility of victory, as long as there is a slight possibility of victory, you must be able to grasp it, you must be a winner, you must be a winner. The last one standing!

Gong Ming often said that the reason you see me always winning is because you have no chance to see my failure, not because he is different.In reality, however, this is nothing more than humility.Those battles that seem to be difficult and seem to be lost by just one line, even if they repeat a thousand times and ten thousand victories, the final winner will only be him. That is the essential gap, like an abyss-like gap, this is The pride of the king, this is the extraordinaryness of the king!

Gong Ming has always been grateful for his gift of immortality.

Because as long as you can survive on the most difficult battlefield, as long as the opponent's absolute strength is not unattainable, there is a "first-line" possibility, the possibility of victory.

Ordinary people will never be able to do this.Because it requires countless struggles between life and death.Without the authority of [life], no one can survive such high pressure.It was a tragic twist, a miracle born of a grotesque world.

Now, the two kings have locked down their opponents.

Then, charge.

In the next second, a huge roar resounded above the ground, bringing with it smoke and dust that was lifted up again.Even the earth groaned when their feet struck the earth.The place where the two collided brought out a huge wave like a shock wave. The dust splashed a huge ring wave like a volcanic eruption. Among the clouds.The rain reversed above the sky, as if the river was flowing backwards into the sky!

war!war!war!

There is no other fight in the world that is as spectacular and grand as this. Every time the sword meets the ground, there will be a deep ravine that seems to be plowed by a giant plow.Four feet are bursting flames and thunder.

However, unlike many people's expectations, Dracula had an almost absolute advantage at the beginning of the battle.The rest of the situation on the battlefield is more like a one-sided fight than a battle.Every time the white-haired woman slashed, Gong Ming would fly backwards, and half of the traces on the ground were the dirt he pulled out when he backed up.

Of course she knew that her swordsmanship was not as good as Gong Ming's.There are only one hand in this world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Gong Ming in this field, but she still feels that she is fighting against him, and she still feels that she chooses the sword as a weapon for fighting, because she knows exactly where her advantage lies. place!

If the skills are not comparable, then use stronger force to crush them!

If the swordsmanship is no match, then just smash all of Gong Ming's postures directly!

In the face of absolute power, all skills are as worthless as a praying man's arms.From Herrscher's point of view, her use of the Honkai Energy is brutal and wasteful, and the conversion rate is even appallingly low. However, she has such an advantage, that is, she has the Honkai Energy that she can squander.

Among Tianming's detection instruments at this moment, the Houkai energy mobilized by Dracula has approached [-] Hz, which is equivalent to the sum of the three second Herrscher Sirin in peak state!

One sword after another slashed towards Gong Ming like a tide.Every sword Gong Ming will be repelled nearly a hundred meters away.The battlefield, which was already more than three kilometers in diameter, was no longer enough for them to fight at this moment.

The area affected by the smoke and dust is getting bigger and bigger, and the battle line is getting longer and longer.Even tens of kilometers away, states in Germany that are farther away from the Black Forest have begun to organize emergency evacuations to prevent their battles from rushing directly into the crowd!

However, amidst the explosion and roar, Gong Ming's face did not show a trace of depression, and Dracula's eyes did not show a trace of complacency.

No one knows Wang's existence better than Wang.

Before the opponent's soul is completely wiped out, this war...

Never stop!

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"boom!"

Dracula grabbed Gong Ming's neck and threw him out violently with a wave of his arm. With a sound that was not too big or small, he smashed into countless buildings and obstacles along the way, and pulled him out on the road where the oil was parked. A gully tens of meters long was formed, and a cloud of smoke and dust was splashed.

The reason why the adjective "not big or small" is used is because there have been countless explosions on this battlefield here before, which are much louder than this impact, so many that people are already numb, so It will inexplicably raise a kind of feeling.

Ah, that's just how it feels.

Dracula fell gently from mid-air, stepped on the gravel mud with his bare feet like a lotus blooming in a mud pond, and walked towards this side step by step.

[Avalon] The forged armor disappeared from her body in bits and pieces, and the giant sword also turned into countless light spots.She was still dressed in a white dress like she was at the beginning of the battle, and her pure white hair fluttered behind her, shining almost transparently under the morning light.

"Boom..."

There was such a soft sound in the ruins, followed by the sound of a series of falling stones.It seemed that someone was struggling to stand up, but failed to return again and again.

"Huh...huh...cough cough...uh—"

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and a human-shaped silhouette gradually appeared in Dracula's sight. The red-haired man breathed heavily in the dusty air, and then coughed twice violently as if he had been choked , let out a retch,

He still couldn't straighten his back when he coughed, but he could bend over when he retched.Until now, countless cells are still repairing his body at an almost crazy speed in his body, instinctively wanting to repair his body.

However, there is no point anymore, the result of this battle has already come out.

"Huh...huh...heh..."

The man was naked to the waist, lying in the ruins covered with scars, looking at the faintly bright sky, breathing heavily, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Those two peerless murderous knives were quietly lying on both sides of his body at this moment. After a night of fighting, even they had temporarily lost their blood and bloodthirsty instincts, and they began to become dim.Lying on the ground like the two most common swords, they looked extraordinarily quiet,

This is a city that has already been evacuated. The streets that were supposed to be in the downtown area are now quiet and there is no sound. Everyone has already evacuated. There are papers and objects floating everywhere on the road. It seems that there is no wind anymore. The hustle and bustle is gone, and the whole city is silent as if dead under the morning light, only the traffic lights at the crossroads are still flashing blankly and meaninglessly, with alternating red and green spots.

Dracula walked up to the lying man and looked down at him with a gentle expression.In the breeze, holding down her hair with one hand, and gently pressing her skirt with one hand, the faint sunlight shines from behind her, illuminating the white skirt on her body transparently, in the light and shadow, Outline the beautiful curves of women.

It's as if this is not a battlefield, but an ordinary morning when a wife wakes up her husband.

If she wasn't Dracula, if there weren't so many ifs, Gong Ming would probably be very willing to meet such a woman at a ball.He might walk up to her in a gentlemanly manner and hold out his hand, asking her if she would like to dance with him.Then look at each other and toast that night, and form a good relationship ever since.

pity……

The stimulation brought by the dust inhaled into the trachea along with the breathing suddenly woke him up from the illusion.The real feeling of the battlefield returned to him again, and he turned sideways and coughed violently.It's like coughing up your lungs.

When he coughed, he left a pool of blood on the ground.

"Is that so?"

Dracula looked at the man in front of him very gently, and asked softly.The tone was not so much questioning her enemy as a little woman asking her husband what he wanted to eat this morning.

"Is that all there is?"