Yes, I did all this!

With the ability to flash, it can be used as a double-jump move. It should not be a problem to deal with the old crow in the air.

When he reappeared, he was already in the sky. White thunder rose at Duanmu Mo's feet and disappeared again.

Zheng!

The sound of the blade breaking through the air was heard. Duanmu Mo dropped the sword heavily to the ground, turned his head to look in the original direction, and frowned.

The old crow disappeared just now, making this shot in vain.

The next moment, he felt the figure of Old Crow appearing above him, and a black sword slashed through him, sending Duanmu Mo flying into the distance.

"What's wrong, Neville! Is this the only speed you can have!"

Ignoring the roar of the old crow, Duanmumo opened his body and adjusted his posture while flying upside down, and saw the posture of the old crow at this moment.

His body was exuding a brownish-red arrogance, and he was holding a black stone sword floating in the air that was strongly incompatible with an old man like him.

"The power of three people? Will the heads of those two people grow on your shoulders?"

"Do you still want to use nonsense to affect the battle?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two shoulders of the crow old man squirmed. An insect carapace grew out of his left hand, and his shoulders formed He Jia's head. His right arm was covered with black stone, and a cracked face appeared on his shoulders. .

The next moment, Old Crow disappeared.

"Oh, it's really like this..."

Before Duanmu Mo fell to the ground from the flying posture, the old crow came to the sky above Duanmu Mo, raised the black stone sword on his right arm, and slashed at him.

His body, which was already flying upside down in embarrassment, flew out at a faster speed, but was caught by He Jia's arm.

The old crow spread out his feather-filled wings, spun his body in the air, and slammed Duanmu Mo to the ground.

"Forehead......"

There were cracks in the armor on Duanmu Mo's body. He hit the ground hard and then bounced up. He looked at the black stone sword that Old Crow thrust straight at him.

The sound of breaking through the air spread, and just when Duanmu Mo's body was penetrated by the black stone sword, he raised his hand and touched the ground, blended into the shadow and quickly escaped.

Lurking in the shadow, Duanmumo took out the black mist gun, stretched out his hand in the shadow and quickly shot.

Old Crow clenched He Jia's arm and fired a few darts towards Duanmu Mo's outstretched hand, but they only hit the ground.

"This ability is indeed difficult to deal with...but it's nothing more than that!"

Old Crow stretched his wings and pierced the ground. The black-purple energy spread and instantly corroded the surrounding ground, forming a huge battle field.

In the corrosive energy, Duanmu Mo emerged from the shadow and jumped into the sky. Feeling the corrosive power of his body, Duanmu Mo immediately replaced the card and inserted the power of the demon puppet into the card slot.

The legs attached to the leg armor fell to the ground, safe and sound under the corrosive energy. Duanmu Mo clenched his fingers with his fists in his hands and rushed towards the old man Crow.

boom!

The glove and the sword collided together, and the power of the two diffused into each other, causing a huge air explosion.

It seems that they are evenly matched, but judging from the aura of the old man Crow who is still soaring, Duanmu Mo is also falling at a disadvantage little by little.

...

On the other side, if Duanmumo can still fight the enemy for a few rounds, then the magical girl will be cautiously optimistic.

"ha--"

Ten floating cannons fired beams towards the attacker's final move.

But before they could hit it, these beams were blocked by the black mist surrounding the final form.

"This is it again..." The wind chime flew in the air, data flashed in his eyes, and he analyzed and said: "These black mist may be pure energy bodies, different from the final form last time."

"No wonder it can't be blown by the wind."

Lingyin's breathing was a little rapid, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

"Sister's wind is also an energy body and can offset the black mist, but the efficiency is not high." Feng Chime observed the entire battle and analyzed it calmly.

"Can I hack into the system again?"

Yuhi struggled to dodge under the violent bombardment of the final style, panting and asked her.

"I have tried, but the difficulty has increased significantly, and I also felt strong negative emotions while hacking. If I continue, it will also be a burden to me."

Wind Chime raised his hand, formed the floating cannon into a huge floating sword cannon, and fired continuously at it:

"I still have 45% energy left. If I don't cause a more effective attack on it..."

Dodging the missiles in the final move, the wind chime suddenly scanned the attacker's final move and found a trace of disobedience.

"Um?"

——When the black mist was not so thick before, they attacked the attacker's final form, but its body was obviously harder than the previous final form, and they tried their best to only cause damage to the back of its shoulders.

And when the wind chime was avoiding, he saw the scar on its shoulder again.

"This is..."

The data flashed in his eyes, and the wind chimes became clear.

"The black mist in the final form of the Raider that my mother transformed into is, to be precise, some kind of nano-machines that add energy so that it can repair its own body. However, although this one has been improved overall, the body's recovery ability is also missing. ”

After learning the news, everyone cheered up, gritted their teeth and continued to attack.

...

ps:

Thanks to [Zi Qi] for the 200 reward.

Volume One: Chapter 249: Condensed Power

Boom boom boom...

The battle between Duanmu Mo and Old Man Crow has left the original ruins and crashed into the mountains and forests of Fengchuan City.

For people of their strength, they can jump from the bottom of the building to the top of the building at will. The battle range is already extremely large, and nothing can stop them.

Deafening explosions continued to be heard, Duanmu Mo's body was swift, punching and sprinting, swinging and counterattacking... Every move was elusive to the naked eye, and every movement left a black trail.

The heavy punches of the magic puppet hit the big sword, and every impact caused an obvious air explosion, cracking everything around, leaving a semicircular pit.

However, even if Old Man Crow was holding a heavy black stone big sword, his speed was as agile as Hejia, and he attacked faster than Duanmu Mo, and kept stabbing with the blade of his left arm.

"That's all! Neville, think about the people you killed back then, why aren't they as agile as they were back then?! Get your spirits up and fight!"

After fighting with Duanmu Mo's fist, the old man Crow suddenly raised his leg, and kicked him with his leg covered with black stone.

Bang!

He kicked Duanmu Mo into the air, and suddenly the old man Crow twitched all over, and his body posture changed again.

The black stone on his body covered his whole body, but it formed an insect shell-like shape.

The old man Crow raised his left hand, and countless flying insects gathered in his hand, forming a sharp blade with serrations on his arm, as huge and dangerous as a mantis's arm.

"——Ah!"

Driven by the two keys of the underworld, the old crow spread his wings painfully and stared at Duanmu Mo in the air:

"You are fighting with our gate opener! I will use their power to kill you and create my ideal world!"

As he said, he suddenly shot crows from his wings. Now these crows have also turned into the texture of black stone, hitting Duanmu Mo's armor heavily, and then bursting suddenly, releasing corrosive energy.

"Well——what a righteous word."

Duanmu Mo barely kicked a few crows away in the air, and changed his card again.

Hu——

The black flames of the sunset spread, burning these crows, and dyed the entire mountain with black flames.

Duanmu Mo fell to the ground, holding the black iron sword burning with black flames, and swung a sword flower and stabbed towards the old crow.

But the old man Crow raised his weapons in both hands without any resistance. He just used his body turned into black stone to resist the attack. The next moment, the big sword and the mantis knife slashed down at the same time.

Boom!

The loud noise spread again, and Duanmu Mo quickly merged into the shadow to avoid the attack that almost shattered his body.

"It really surprised me... You old man, you are so active, aren't you afraid of slipping your waist?"

Duanmu Mo emerged from not far away, took out the black mist gun and shot the black flame bullet, hitting the old man Crow.

"You also surprised me, Neville!"

With a sudden swing of the weapon, the two weapons released sword energy to slash at Duanmu Mo, but he dodged it again.

"—— Whether it is strength or speed, I am now above you, and you can still fight with me!"

"Not only that, I can drag you to death, believe it or not?"

Duanmu Mo's body moved quickly under the bombardment of the old man Crow, sometimes jumping into the air, sometimes diving into the shadow, and his movements were weird and unpredictable.

——In fact, after the gate was opened, and the magic girls became stronger one by one, Duanmu Mo's physical fitness was about to fail to keep up with the version. After all, he was not a magic girl or a weirdo in this world, so it was only a matter of time before those magic girls surpassed him.

But it is not just strength or speed that determines the battle situation, but also the control of one's body and mind, as well as the control of technology and one's own strength.

Even if those magic girls become stronger, they will still be played around by Duanmu Mo if they grasp their weaknesses; if they don't understand their own strength, they will reveal their flaws sooner or later.

And the reason why Duanmu Mo still has spare strength in the battle against the old man Crow is also due to his own strength.

When accepting the transformation of Shocker, because other experimental subjects could not accommodate such a strong power, they changed the strategy for the remaining experimental subjects including Duanmu Mo, implanted the seeds of power and let them develop, turning into the most suitable power for themselves.

And this "most suitable" has become the key to Duanmu Mo's continued fighting now.

While the black fog gun shot out flames and blocked the face of the old man Crow, Duanmu Mo sprinted with a sword and collided with the old man Crow again.

......

Bang!

The explosion formed by black flames spread in the distant mountains and forests, but the magical girls had no time to pay attention to this.

"Buzz - Shenwu..."

The attacker opened his hands in the final form, and a large number of shells were fired, forcing the magical girls to dodge in a panic.

"Well... it's endless..."

Xi Ri dodged with difficulty and looked at the final form:

"Even if he can't recover his body, this guy's power is stronger than the previous final form..."

"Unless we gather all our strength and break through the defense of the final form in one breath to destroy it, otherwise we can only waste it like this until we die..."

The wind chime flew in the air and said in a deep voice: "I still have 40% of my energy left. I don't know if I can completely destroy it - sister, can you use that move to gather all the power of the four of us together?"

Lingyin shook her head and dodged the attack of the Final Style with a pale face: "Even if I gather your power, I still need energy control, and it is difficult for me now... Besides, I don't know how to use the wind to gather your power."

"...That's right."

Huangyi dodged the missile of the Final Style and took Xiri away from the attack. She looked weakly at Cangyi on the side:

"Cangyi..."

She wanted to ask Cangyi for help, but just as she was about to speak, she felt that her energy was running out.

In this situation, if Cangyi can really kill the Final Style, it would be fine, but if not, it would be completely meaningless and even disadvantageous to them.

Not only Huangyi, but others also have little energy.

Facing this kind of battle with almost no chance of winning, how can we win?

"Ahem..."

Aside, Xiri struggled to get up and looked at the Striker Final Style with difficulty.

"Senior Xiri!"

Seeing this, Huang Yi quickly supported her: "You'd better not fight now!"

"——No!"

Xiri clenched his fists, and although his tone was weak, he was extremely determined: "I must fight!"

"But..."

"——I also have self-esteem. Lingyin and Fengling are both so powerful, I don't want to give up just like that."