MTL - Pirates: Steel Chain Fingers-v2 Chapter 399 ambush
The flaming magic sword in Victor's hand turned upside down for half a circle, and the backhand was about to cut the attacker in half.
But at this time, there was a faint sound of string plucking in his mind. For some reason, what Victor should have completed [cutting the raider into two pieces] became [Booming the raider] .
It's not a forced change of behavior, but a natural one. Even the thoughts in my mind and the actions on my hands change very naturally.
He reversed the hilt of the knife and punched the incoming fist. The huge power was transmitted and burst out, but strangely, it didn't have much impact on this training ground.
At the same time, Victor took advantage of the time when the smoke was blasted away by the shock wave to see clearly the appearance of the attacker. This was an unusually burly man with a height of about 5 meters, with brown curly hair scattered behind his head, wearing a delicate white suit and pure White cape. He wears a half mask on his face, and the mask is golden with only holes in his eyes.
At the moment of contact, Viktor estimated the opponent's strength - sheer strength is extremely strong, comparable to the physical strength of the [Sea Emperor] level. And this outfit and action feature, is it CP0?
For some reason, his [Apocalypse] has not been activated since he entered the range of the Marinfando Fortress, leaving only the pure and powerful sense of domineering. The sudden loss of the [Apocalypse] that he had relied on since childhood made Victor a little uncomfortable, but he was quickly adjusting his state to deal with the next battle.
Don't think too much, it must be that the enemy used some kind of [method] to limit his special knowledge [Apocalypse].
I thought about it so much, but it only happened in an instant. The huge recoil made Victor jump back to offset the impact, but the opponent grabbed Tyrant Bear and slammed into the smoke behind him with the recoil.
Victor frowned slightly, the flame magic sword in his hand ignited violently, and he wanted to burn the fortress to ashes directly.
Flip the table, he's on his way.
But it was the faint sound of string plucking again, no, it was more like the sound of cotton thread vibrating than the string plucking. As the voice sounded, the flaming magic sword in Victor's hand went out naturally. Not only that, Victor himself was a little dazed as if he didn't know what to do next.
Immediately after the whole training ground began to shake violently, Victor suddenly woke up, a strange feeling of being out of the [space] filled his body, and a broken image flashed in his mind twice as if the signal had been disturbed. Disappeared, it was [Apocalypse] trying his best to warn Victor!
There is a pair of huge hands on the broken screen, with a small long square between the palms.
not good! Victor stroked the air with his left hand, but found that the air here would not accept the erosion of the zipper. Air zipper, ineffective!
Accompanied by the sudden weightlessness, the 'training ground' and Victor in it quickly and silently shrunk, turning into a small rectangular model, surrounded by huge hands.
Then the hands slammed together, and the rectangular block model was instantly annihilated.
Located in the deepest part of the Marine Fortress Naval Fortress, there is a huge enclosed space. The flickering of the lights inside is obviously because the previous collision of the Ark of Enthusiasm affected the circuit here, but it doesn't matter, the Fierce Chain has been killed here.
Several people were sitting or standing in the empty room.
The brown-haired burly man before threw the tyrant bear aside and laughed wildly: "This is the most powerful chain in the world? It's so funny, Weigagagagaga!"
In the corner sat a slender blonde woman in a white dress, with a small white cape draped over her shoulders, with short golden hair hanging down to her shoulders. Sitting upright on the luxurious velvet-padded seat in a ladylike posture, she gently loosened the cotton thread wrapped around her fingertips, then took out a handkerchief and gently wiped off the blood spilling under her nose, and said softly:
"You can't say that, 'Shenwei'. This person's strength is very strong. Just using [Causal Textile] twice on him is already the limit, but judging from the results, it is still successful. 'Curator', nothing special the situation?"
"Easily."
Curator Cobb, with short blue hair and goggles, kept his hands together and smiled nonchalantly: "It's a pity that this 'training ground model' is made of special materials, this is a masterpiece I like very much. Well. After that, I have to find those old men for reimbursement, tsk tsk!"
There was a cough from the figure hanging upside down on the roof, it was a tall man wrapped in a white cloak. His gravity seemed to be reversed, and even when he was down on the ceiling, no clothes were hanging down. He coughed for a while before he spoke, his voice mellow and full of magnetism:
"The information is correct, the Fierce Chain is too dependent on his special sight and air zipper. As long as he [ferries] him into the closed void space, he is like a turtle in a urn without the power to resist."
A pale, skinny palm rested on the shoulder of the blonde beauty from before, and the blood dripping from her nose immediately stopped, and her face began to return to normal.
The blonde beauty turned her head and smiled slightly: "Thank you, 'Mercy'."
Standing behind her was an unusually tall figure. His entire body was shrouded in a white hood and cloak, revealing only a faintly visible white mask. The surface of the mask without any gaps was painted with rough-painted facial features. Hearing the blond beauty's thanks, He didn't respond, just retracted his skinny palms into the wide cuffs, then closed the two cuffs and pocketed them in front of his chest and slowly retreated into the shadows~www.novelbuddy.com~ Shenwei' Sol kicked Stepping on the head of the tyrant bear that fell on the ground, when the sole of the shoe was rolled, sparks continued to explode from below. The extremely hard metal material seemed to have no resistance to the mighty power of 'Shenwei':
"This [thing] still has consciousness? It almost broke a major event! Vega Punk is really unreliable..."
"Be careful, don't screw it up. Vega Punk still needs this [thing] as a model to produce enough products." The blonde beauty's tone was soft, but her words were full of malice: "Listen to the fierce chain In the previous conversation, this [thing] also has a daughter? Send CP9 to the South China Sea to capture it, many Tianlong people should like the high-quality female slaves like 'the former first princess of Sobel Kingdom'."
"Speaking of which, what about the boss?"
‘Kamiwei’ Thor kicked the tyrant bear aside with one kick, and the latter’s head slumped in and a large piece seemed to be completely unable to move.
Charon, the Ferryman hanging upside down on the roof, coughed again and said slowly: "The boss has always been a ghost, can't guess... eh? What's wrong with you, 'curator'?"
Everyone looked in the direction of the 'curator' and saw that his face was no longer as lazy as before, his face was covered in cold sweat, and his clasped hands kept shaking as if he was trying to suppress something.
The blonde beauty changed her face, and immediately took out a small bundle of bright red cotton threads from her bosom, and began to wrap it around her right index finger.
The 'Ferryman' hanging upside down on the roof clenched his fists and slowly opened them, with illusory light spots lingering in his palms.
The muscles of 'Shenwei' body suddenly bulged, and the blue veins skyrocketed.
But it was too late, and I saw the 'curator' Cobb let out a muffled groan, and violent flames exploded between his hands.
The flames that destroyed everything engulfed this closed room in an instant!
