Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Luo Pei was stunned, then laughed.

"It's really missing..."

"!?"

In just one second, the young man's expression changed from indifferent to shocked.

The swirling water rapier pinned exactly where he was going, shredding Ropey's flimsy clothes, but it stayed on his skin.

The young man immediately increased the strength of the stabbing sword, until the top of his dress was bent, and he did not pierce even a single wound on the white skin, but the shock of the force of the stabbing steel made his wrist numb.

Exhausted, when the young man wanted to retreat, it was too late.

"Uh--"

He didn't even have time to react, his neck was pinched by a not very strong hand with dark green magic marks.

The young man blushed painfully due to the lack of oxygen, and let go of the magic dress with both hands, subconsciously trying to break open the iron pincer-like palm.

Then his pain was over.

Rope was like a cupping pot, holding his shoulder with the other hand, pinching his neck, and pulling his head off his body, with a white and fleshy spine.

The blood splattered two meters high, but Rope was bypassed, and the faces of the people surrounding him were splattered.

"Water magic is weak in offensiveness, and protection and healing are the strengths of water magic."

Rope threw away the garbage in his hand, and said with a hypocritical regret: "If you want to play close combat, it is best to add a layer of armor to yourself with the strengths of water magic -- this is the heartfelt advice of seniors who have the same attribute as "water". "

The surrounding Clone team members were stunned.

Although the dead young man was still at the bottom of the Clone, his ability to join this hunting force was definitely recognized by Barthel Melo Lorelia.

But such a person turned out to be an instant kill in the hands of a man who didn't feel any danger in front of him? !

Rope clapped his hands and looked at the single ponytail girl on the steps.

Lorelia's expression was indifferent, it seemed that only an ant died, not a member of the Clone team she cherished, the bearing of the clock tower lord was evident.

"It's too late to go back now? I'll treat it like I didn't see it, and I won't blame your subordinates for breaking my clothes." He reminded kindly.

"—Continue to attack."

The future Magus Marshal replied to Rope with a simple sentence.

Chapter [-] Crushing battle, a completely misunderstood identity

After a brief hesitation, the surrounding magicians immediately regained their minds and rushed forward like mad dogs.

"Curse of Weakness", "Fire Magic", "Serenity", "Enhancement", "Rune of Rune"——

A wide variety of magic tricks rained down on Rope, mixed with the assaults of those with excellent fighting skills.

Luo Peirao has superb anti-magic power with reinforced iron bones, and he does not want to stand there foolishly.Even if the body is not injured, but his clothes do not have the same ability.

Delicately negotiating among several people, Ropey tilted his head to avoid a blue flame bullet, and punched another male who was sneaking a sneak attack from the shadow.

Without using the incarnation of "Bull", the arm strength that surpassed ordinary people one hundred and forty times opened a terrifying big hole for him.Internal organs, bones, and blood were all over the place, and a rib, like a razor, was inserted into the neck of a poor man behind the man, and he died immediately.

- Another loss of two people.

During the battle, Rope still had the leisure to talk to the single ponytail girl on the steps with a frivolous look.

"Miss Bathemello, is this your "first-class" magician's subordinate?It doesn't seem to have reached the level of being able to hunt "ancestors" according to rumors. "

He crouched down, dodging the strange robe that looked like a curtain.

Looking up, the shadow of the robe hides countless scarlet eyes, and the snake of the shadow swoops out of it, trying to use their fangs with a strong curse to incapacitate Rope.

"I got it-"

Taking advantage of Rope's attention being attracted by the attack on the head, the young female magician showed a twisted smile and quickly drew the graceful arc of the rune.

"Ansuz"

The runes requested from the gods, the air turned into sharp arrows, and densely floated around Rope.

After being hit by this magic, even a dead apostle will be penetrated into a sieve that cannot be resurrected.

The female magician with rich combat experience was deeply impressed. She was looking forward to the look of despair from that powerful and handsome man when she was killed by herself.

Must be great-

"Well, it does work."

"—!"

The gentle male voice coming from her ear broke the illusion of the female magician, and cold sweat seeped out from her back, soaking her clothes in an instant.

Severe pain crept up her brain along the nerves.

"When the bosses on both sides have the intention of communicating in battle, the miscellaneous soldiers should not show their power, and they will often cost their own lives... Is this your heart?"

"Gu..."

The magician's eyes widened in pain, and blood bubbled from her mouth.The horror of the disappearance of life, the revolving light of life, churned in her mind.

"Oh, it turned out to be the lungs. I'm sorry, I'll pay attention to one-shot kills next time."