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The middle-aged man leaned forward sharply, spat out a mouthful of blood, kicked him with great force and flew him to the end of the alley with the ground, only to see a human imprint sunken in the wall, and in a blink of an eye, he was covered by a large cloud of smoke and dust. cover.

Chapter 58 Britz Tokar

"who are you?"

Weston walked up to him and kicked him in the chest expressionlessly.

A lot of speculation ran through his mind, was it because of the creations created during the 'everyone can create' period?Or there is an indescribable dark world in this world itself.

This world is completely different from the memory in his mind, even the consciousness of the world exists, so he is still very curious about the appearance of a man in a coat who can use 'gravity bullets'.

What is correct is to be curious about the equipment in his hand.

Gravity bomb, if you take his pistol, try to transform it into a magical way.

Just pull the trigger, and no longer need to draw the magic circle, even though the speed he draws now is close to the Weasel God's 'instant seal'.

"Blitz Tokar." The tough guy lying on the ground said his name.

There was a hint of emotion in his eyes under the sunglasses.

There was a shattering pain in the back. This magician not only has magic, but even his physical strength is a monster.

This magician, do we really need to be his enemy?princess...

"If the first shot can't kill you, you should avoid it. The princess' advice is indeed right."

Weston paused slightly: "Princess...you mean Altair?"

"Hmm—" After a long sound, Britz pretended to cough up blood, put his hand deep into the pocket of his coat, and pulled the safety of a smoke grenade.

"You know the winner and loser very clearly." Weston looked at Britz Tokar, but immediately showed suspicion.

This first impression should be a man who is 'despicable' and 'doesn't care about anything in order to survive', it is impossible to just admit defeat like this.

What other tricks?

"It's just that I don't know enough about you."

"Heh, it's as if you can kill me if you know me." Weston's eyes glanced at Britz's hand inadvertently. Is it there?

The next moment, as Weston expected.

Suddenly Britz took out his hand from his arms, a smoke bomb was tightly held in his hand, and he raised his hand and threw it at him.

The smoke spreading from the bottom to the top of the line of sight immediately enveloped Weston's eyes.

"I thought it was some kind of explosion. Wind spirit——!"

An emerald green magic circle appeared at Weston's feet, and a gust of wind instantly blew the smoke in the alley high into the sky.

Taking advantage of this gap, Britz got up from the ground.

Rather than standing up, it might be better to say that he was lifted up and floating by some kind of force. The power of Weston's kick made many parts of him need to be treated immediately. Will be kicked off.

The strength of the two sides was completely different. After thinking about this point clearly, Britz gave up the close combat, and his figure quickly left the range of the smoke bomb. Less than three seconds later, he quickly distanced himself from Weston.

"You think too much about running away." Weston shook his head.

With a finger pointing in front, ripples splashed in the void, and the materialized gathering of magic particles began to take shape as he sketched.

A blue matrix splashed with Bilibili static electricity appeared in front of the eyes, and lightning bolts gushed out of the magic matrix with bright blue torrents.

moment--

It was as if playing a slow motion movie that had been slowed down by more than ten times, and it returned to normal in an instant. The lightning bolt dragged its long blue tail and galloped towards Britz.

This scene, from gathering magic power, drawing a matrix, and forming an interference with reality into a lightning bolt, was completed in less than two seconds.

In these two seconds, all Blitz did was stay away from the dangerous magician in front of him, and because of the damage to his body, he couldn't float a hundred meters.

"Is it hopeless?" In the alley within [-] meters, Britz looked at the unavoidable dense lightning bolts approaching, but his gaze under the sunglasses was calm.

Raising his hand, three gravity bullets hit the front in a row, and the gravity bending force field formed by the three gunshots distorted the lightning bolt coming from the front.

Part of it was blocked, and part of it was still extending forward. Two of them had been inserted under his feet, confining his body and even paralyzing him for a short time.

His complexion began to change slightly, and before the bullet blasted out the next moment, he felt a cold wind in front of him that didn't exist in the alley.

Whoosh!

"Blowing snow all over the sky, the third severe winter!"

A pair of silver eight-pointed magic eyes instantly approached his face, seeing the person coming, the pupils under Britz's sunglasses couldn't help shrinking.

A silver-white magic circle enveloped him and the other party's feet, the temperature of the air plummeted below 0 degrees, and the water molecules in the atmosphere quickly condensed into ice.

Even though it was midsummer, the air was extremely cold, and even his teeth were chattering.

The silver-white freezing air condensed around, and the walls of the alley began to make creaking sounds, as if winter was coming.

Britz wanted to react, but the trigger froze the next moment.

The white solid ice had already connected his hands with the gun, and the piercing pain was only momentary, and immediately became numb, and he could no longer feel that his hands belonged to him.

"I didn't expect it to be over as soon as I appeared on the stage," said the magician in front of him. After Blitz had no other means, he calmly welcomed his fate.

After defeating this kind of walking corpse whose heart had already been broken, Weston did not feel much joy.