Morning of Swordsman Tower: Chapter 143

Chapter 402 Wesker's left hand is not his girlfriend

As the saying goes, commentary time belongs to time-stop.

Serena seems to have thought about a lot of things, but in fact everything happened in a short moment. She didn't even have time to use the shield, let alone use the calcification technique to cover her body with enamel. Ifrit threw it with all his strength, and then took the knife from the attacker himself.

puff...

Ifrit, who was flying in mid-air, hadn't heard clearly what Serena just yelled to him, he widened his eyes and saw a creature that looked like a mantis appearing behind Serena, and a sawtooth The huge capture foot was chopped down with a knife.

And the reason why it can be seen by Ifrit is not because it is necessary to exit stealth before attacking, which basically exists in the game's weakness setting, but because it is splattered with Serena's blood.

It's a miracle that Seliya awakened the color of knowledge at a critical moment, but it's a pity that she didn't have such a good treatment as being able to awaken the color of arms again.

"Seriya!"

Ignoring the injury from falling to the ground, Ifrit hurriedly got up and wanted to run back, but was blocked by a huge arm, which was Surtel's "substitute" Surtel.

"Don't be impulsive, little girl Ifrit, she is willing to pay the price to protect you, not to make you trouble in the past, remember the doctor's advice? The two of us are useful, no matter who the other is, you will There's a chance they'll pay it back."

"But Serena is in danger!"

"Isn't there still us here, and your parent's strength is more than that."

With Shirtel's super high vision, there are not many people who can be taken care of by her like this, maybe because Ifrit has this potential, or maybe because Sereya's strength is worthy of her attention.

But it is estimated that the biggest possibility is that the doctor promised her how many free ice cream coupons at the canteen in Rhodes Island, which were bought with Jogo's own salary!

…

At this time, the blood-splattered sneak attacker saw that he couldn't make a single blow, so he didn't have time to be upset, but immediately stretched out his other catching leg and planned to strike Seliya's neck again. To kill a flame artist, at least one important combat power of Rhodes Island must be wiped out.

But when it tried to expand the jagged limbs, it found that the joint couldn't move at all. When it lowered its head, it found that it was already covered with pale crystal-like substance, which was Selea's calcification.

Instead of passively defending oneself, it is faster and safer to directly seal the opponent's attack methods.

"..."

The sneak attacker was stunned for a second, and then he raised the other catching foot that had opened the saw blade and swung it forward. It originally changed hands to attack faster, and now it has to switch back to the previous one. It is obviously too slow to accumulate power on the side that has exhausted its momentum.

"What a guts, leave your **** behind!"

Two silver-white sundial sword qi from Lapland slashed vertically, and when they hit its catching foot armor, there were two loud bangs. Although it didn't break the defense like Texas, it was caused by its powerful potential energy. The impact still gave teammates a chance.

"so hard!"

Serena didn't seem to feel that she was injured, but instead quickly stretched out a hand and held it tightly. A large amount of calcium crystals spread rapidly from her palm, capturing it in just one breath. Feet are covered.

"Laplande, come again!"

The original method of calcification was to assimilate the opponent's armor, making it as fragile as ordinary calcium. At this time, what Seliya did was obviously exactly the same, and Laplande kicked her feet when she saw it. Accelerating forward suddenly, two arc-shaped dim lights flashed across the sky in an instant.

Gudong.

The attacker's two insect-like claws were completely broken, and rolled to the ground mixed with crystals, pus, and blood. At this point, the opponent should have no means of attack, and became Rhodes Island's chopping meat.

Is that really the case?

It didn't run away at the first time, nor did it try to fight back in other ways, but stared blankly at the stubble in its hands. Just when Laplande was about to take it down quickly, it unexpectedly spoke .

"...Why, why does this hurt me?"

This guy can actually talk! ?

Seeing too many mindless zombies, even though the doctor said that people infected by the praka parasite still retain their IQ, Laplande was almost stunned, but she is also a person with extremely rich combat experience , it is not enough to make a low-level mistake at this juncture.

"If the sneak attack fails, you will be fucked. Why are there so many? Save your life!"

Laplande did not stop attacking, but when she injected the source stone energy into the knife and wanted to swing the sundial again, Saria also moved, and she raised her shield and suddenly slammed Laplande towards He bumped away from the side, and almost missed pulling Gouzi's dinner yesterday.

"Fuck you..."

Boom!

Before Laplande, who didn't know why, got up from the ground and cursed angrily, she only heard a loud bang like a bell, and the shield in Sereya's hand shattered on the spot, and she herself It also flew out backwards, leaving blood-stained calcium crystals scattered all over the ground.

It was still Shirtel who had quick eyesight and quick hands, directing Surtur to catch the injured Seriya with that big hand.

"It seems that the newborn extra limbs still haven't been able to adapt, so they can't exert their due strength."

The insect monster was talking to itself, while gradually revealing its entire body. At this moment, Laplande realized that there was a thick tail covered with a carapace like a scorpion waving behind it. Obviously, it was just now. The thing that shattered Saria's shield.

And there are even a pair of humanoid arms on both sides of his broken catching foot stump, but the end of the arm is not a palm, but a pair of long and narrow claws.

"You bastard, what the **** are you!"

"Me? I am Lord Wesker's servant, named 'Left Hand'."

If the left-handed knight was still alive, he would definitely be so angry that he would fight this ugly monster on the spot to compete for the "left-handed" reputation. I don't mind taking more benefits brought by honor.

"Although I don't know how you found me, the only person who can detect the trace is already half dead, right? There are more trials waiting for you, as long as you pass, you can also embark on the evolutionary path like me the way."

The left hand didn't seem to intend to fight them again, but after throwing these words lightly, it picked up the two broken feet on the ground and turned around to leave. Laplande really wanted to rush up to stop it, but she knew Without the help of Serena's skills, I'm afraid I can only give it for nothing.

Moreover, it is powerful enough to pierce Serena's special shield with a single blow. His body is no better than Vajvan's, and if he misses, he will be smashed to pieces...

But if she backs down here, she's not called Lappland.

"Bullshit test! What do you self-satisfied and disgusting things really think of you? Let's see if you can continue to be arrogant when you are being torn to pieces by me!"

A sundial jingled on the back of the left hand, and it turned around in surprise. Although the facial features on the face of the left hand have basically been replaced by hideous organs such as insect mouthparts, some emotions can still be guessed from the hesitant body movements. .

"Without that woman's skills, you can't even break through the weakest defenses on my newborn limbs. Why are you challenging me instead of the woman holding the flaming sword?"

correct! Isn't the virus afraid of fire? why stel you just watch!

A word from the left hand awakened the dog in the dream, and Laplande immediately turned around and glared at Shirtel, only to find that she was still fishing there.

Shirter probably sensed Laplande's resentment, and finally raised his head and looked away from the communicator in his hand, looking this way with half-closed dead fish eyes.

"Look at me, he told me not to move."

"…Who?"

boom! boom! boom! boom!

A series of explosive explosions suddenly interrupted their conversation, and the smoke and dust from the violent explosion filled the sky and covered the sky, but the smoke and dust seemed a little... so black and shiny.

Chapter 403 The left hand does not need to be tasted

Because the battle was so thrilling and ups and downs, Laplande even almost forgot that there was a group of B·O·W watching behind them, but the explosion just now should have been written by Rhode Island's own operator W, probably The bombs that were pre-buried on the enemy's only way were detonated.

Many people in the mercenary world look down on W's way of fighting that relies too much on foreign objects. Even if others use origin stone guns or crossbows, they need eyesight and marksmanship, not to mention there are such blessings as Faust and Angel. Skill in firearms or ammunition.

But for W, apart from preparing her own origin stone explosives, she has indeed never used any powerful skills. What she wants is a tactic that is extremely sunny and predicts the enemy before the opportunity. She lives with this tactic. By now, while those who laughed at her died of conceit.

Although these bombs may hardly cause substantial damage to the B.O.W legion specially created by Wesker, it is enough to delay them for a while, and it also helped Jogo a lot.

Because Jogo suddenly found that he didn't need to dig the tomb from scratch on the flat ground. If there was a pit there, he only needed to transform it into a standard system that could lay a coffin to complete the task.

It just so happens that W doesn't have much else, but the holes she bombed are all over the floor.

"Did you set a landmine trap? Humph, if you really think it's useful, try your best to struggle. As long as Lord Wesker sees that some of you have potential, this trial will be more successful."

Although the left hand didn't know why the woman manipulating the golem and holding the big sword didn't make a move, maybe she was guarding against the power she showed just now, but this sneak attack failed anyway, and it didn't kill the two Any one of the flame artisans.

It would be a waste of time to stay any longer, anyway, as long as Rhodes Island doesn't take the initiative to evacuate from the city, they will have a chance to execute the beheading again.

So the left hand dropped two forced words and was about to leave again, even ignoring Laplande who blocked it just now, because its mission was only for the flame artist who restrained the virus, and the others... were all used to help Wesker Experimental body for testing viruses and B·O·W.

It's a pity that neither the left hand nor Wesker understand Rhodes Island at all.

"Wherever you want to go, you can't go anywhere!"

It was still Laplande who spoke, followed by the howling of wolves from behind her left hand. At this time, she was surrounded by silver-white light, which was the declaration of war by the howling and roaring of the ancestor wolf soul.

"What's the point of you doing this? There is a ladder of evolution ahead, and by then you will have power like mine. Why do you have to give up hope and turn around and walk towards the end of death?"

"Because... this is the only way I chose!"

wolf soul!

The two vertical cuts turned into a shining wolf, galloping towards the left hand with falling light like a meteor, while the left hand slightly opened its ferocious petal-like mouthparts, which can probably be regarded as a sneer , Contemptuous expression.

"Do you really think that if I want to kill you, I will stand still and let you try all the moves first? Ridiculous! Let me show you, what is the power of God..."

At this moment, the left hand was lifted into the air with both feet bizarrely, and it could easily avoid Laplande's wolf spirit without even jumping. It suddenly stretched out from the vision obscured by the black mist, and opened its claws to tightly clasp its neck.

"No need, I have tasted enough."

"what…"

Jogo, wearing a Rhodes Island cloak and exposing his pectoralis major, suddenly appeared behind his left hand. He raised the spatula with both hands and pointed it at the back of his head. I don’t know if it was because of bad humor, but he deliberately didn’t use the side of the spatula. Instead of using a sharp blade, he slapped the back of the shovel sideways.

BANG!!!

The voice was extremely crisp and loud, and it still carried the special effect of "Advancing the Destroyer" and the physical damage bonus of the "Death Ritual" of the shepherd. His left hand fell heavily to the ground under the sudden pressure. The scales are shaking off.

However, the left hand did not kneel down in embarrassment like the Abandoned, because the power it obtained from Wesker far exceeds that of the Abandoned, even an artifact like "Advance Destroyer" can only be regarded as a temporary delay, and It didn't directly bend its guts.

But this was enough, because Laplande's wolf spirit had rushed to the chest of the left hand, and there was no way to avoid it.

Aww~~

Even Jogo was overwhelmed by Laplande's heroic appearance at this time, as if he saw a man wearing white wolf fur and holding a longbow roaring with all his might.

O white wolf, devour my enemies!

The wolf's head passed through as if without hindrance, drilled a huge blood hole in the upper body of the left hand, passed by Jogo's side, and continued to fly into the thick fog and disappeared without a trace.

"Why, how is it possible... Poof!"

The left hand looked down at the injury on his chest in disbelief. A large amount of filthy acid pus and blood spewed out from the wound and its mouth, but it was still alive, and even the granulation on the edge of the hole could be seen. Growing and repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Why is it impossible? Wesker wants to trick you into working for him, so he must have never told you about the origin of this power and its weaknesses. It's a pity, but I know it all."

That's right, at this time, Jogo has already decided that he actually had a relationship with this biochemical monster who claimed to be left-handed, but he was not so ugly at that time.

Remember that scene where Bugs Bunny just happened to catch Wesker bullying Kosche in his flying vehicle? The left hand should be one of the three Kosiche clones who are watching strongly from the sidelines.

But what the little white mouse doesn't know is that Wesker doesn't care about compromised transformation products like them that only have a matching degree of 10%, because he knows that although these "God B·O·W" have extremely high physical properties Resistance, but magic resistance is still the Achilles' heel.

This may not be a problem for Jogo, who was 60% compatible with Superman at the time, because he has terrifying super high speed and reflexes. In terms of aspects, it is far inferior to this, and even the flying speed is only slightly faster than that flying fat chicken.

So adhering to the principle of "waste utilization", Wesker once again coaxed them to implant other viruses and parasites for secondary transformation, so that the left hand became what it is now.

If Jogo's guess is correct, the left hand should be a very high-level parasite called Praka, and the hidden B·O·W legion it leads should be transformed by the T-Abyss virus combined with some origin stone skills of slanderers.

T-Abyss virus is a virus developed by combining the T virus with the genetic elements of the abyss virus found in deep sea fish, and then implanting it into the hunter B·O·W transformed from the T virus, Then there is B.O.W, the slanderer.

The Predator is one of the most successful mass-produced weapons of Umbrella Corporation, and after upgrading to the Injurer, it will not only become more agile, stronger and amphibious, but also make the whole body transparent to blend in with the surrounding environment. And know how terrible the slander is.

If the Church of the Deep Sea knows what Wesker has done, they may not even know whether they should praise him or rush ashore to beat him to death, because the T-Abyss virus has excellent water solubility, and once it is allowed to Spreading in the ocean is enough to turn most marine life into zombies.

Chapter 404 Your Father's Diamond Star Fist Warning!

"I heard what you said just now, Laplande, and I don't want to hear it from you again. Everyone should yearn for hope and happiness. The end point of you and me must be the same! "

If it was in the past, Laplande would have yelled at Joe Bibi on the spot when he heard these words. You are not my gangster godfather, why would you dare to speak to me in such a domineering CEO tone!

But now, the spicy dog ​​who has been "spiritually destroyed" by Texas many times can no longer think logically, and she can't help but think in a crooked way almost everything Jogo said.

It's like the comments on a certain portrait that the eyes look like nostrils, the mouth looks like a beard, and even the arms look like penis.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about! What, why do the two have the same end point... Go away!"

"?"

Laplande's red-faced and fierce reaction made Jogo really confused. Didn't you used to say a few obscenities when I was free?

It is clear that it can carry me to launch and start together, the inertia is elegant, and the drainage canal bends, why does it suddenly look like a shy little girl today?

Of course, Jogo doesn’t know that this is the sin of the black-bellied Texas, but if Jogo knows the truth behind it, he must be **** good... Thank her, and thank the emperor by the way, thank him for cultivating a like An outstanding operator like De Gouzi.

Although the two people's sitcom was very exciting, they still annoyed the left hand who was caught in the middle but was ignored. Anyone who had just been stabbed twice in the heart and had to eat dog food after listening to a sarcastic comment would be annoyed.

"Bastard, do you really think I will believe your nonsense? Although I don't know how you did it, the power of God cannot be profaned! You will be punished by the legion..."

"Legion? Do you mean those guys who hide their heads and show their tails?"

Qiao Ge glanced back, and then he stretched out his hand and made a move towards the fog. Suddenly, a big thing was thrown from that side by an invisible force. There were even many roaring fog chasing behind this thing. Walker, looks like a group of angry lion cubs who have been robbed of their prey.

But when the Mistwalkers who penetrated the fog wall saw that it was Jorgora who had taken their prey, they stopped and looked at each other for a while, and then hopped back obediently.

That thing is naturally a slanderer B·O·W, but its whole body is covered with dilapidated mist like a fog walker, so naturally the concealment ability of the transparent body will be invalid, and the mist will be like a restraint suit hinder its action.

Haunted by Dark Spirits - The Shepherd can manipulate the mist to form a wall of dark spirits in almost any shape. The wall has a fixed 4 points of special HP, and requires 4 attacks greater than or equal to the attack power of the Soul Shepherd x 0.25, or 1 time Attacks that are greater than or equal to the Shepherd's attack power x2 can be broken.

Within the range of the ruined fog, the special HP of the Dark Spirit Wall will be automatically restored at a rate of 2 points/second.