"Doctor, which doppelganger is the real thing" Hayabusa, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but ask Finch.
Finch shook his head slightly, "It's not true. ” "It's not true" Hayabusa was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, "It's not true, what about his real body" "There is no real body, and it is all real body."
Finch sighed, "Actually, the talents I used by Walker and I originally belonged to the same one, the Wind Shadow of the Wind System, generally speaking, the low-level Wind Shadow can be divided into two or three clones, while the mid-level Wind Shadow talent can be divided into four to six, and the highest level Wind Shadow can be divided into seven to eight.
Therefore, when Walker controlled the distribution of operations in North America, his nickname was Walker. ” "There is no real body, then" Gege couldn't help but say, "Isn't it impossible to kill" "It can be said that because nothing can move faster than his wind shadow talent, so even if you aim your gun at the real body, he can transfer to another clone in an instant, and the wind talent is to form a special lethality by controlling the wind element, and those shadows are actually composed of the wind element, which is Walker's afterimage."
Finch seemed to remember something, "The talent of the Wind Shadow is actually derived from Helmodus in Norse mythology, he is Odin's messenger, and in the New Eda verse, he is considered to be the son of Odin, but judging from his position, he is actually more like a servant.
It is also believed that Helmod is actually another name for Odin, another doppelganger of him.
Helmod specializes in errands and heralds, so he is as fast as the wind, and he is the only god other than Odin who has ridden the eight-legged god Maslebnir.
When Badr, the god of light, died, Helmod once volunteered to enter the land of the dead to ask Hela, the queen of the dead country, so that Badr could be resurrected, but unfortunately Hela did not buy Odin's account and started with Hermod, at that time, Helmod relied on the talent of the wind shadow and the eight-legged Pegasus Lebnir to escape from the pursuit of the death legion in the country of death. ” While several people were discussing, Hansen had already attacked again.
The Mimi Katana swept out again, slicing into Walker's clone who was still speaking, and the clone was sliced from head to tail by the sword light, and there was a gap of a few tenths of a second, and Hansen saw the face that had been split in half, and Walker was smiling at him with a sarcastic face Flutter in the air Again, it was empty "Come back to Hansen," Charlemagne's warning sounded again, echoing through the vast space.
Hansen had already killed Red Eye, stabbed more than a dozen times in a row, and ran out of bullets from pistols and assault rifles, and it was a great shame that he didn't even touch the corners of people's clothes.
There was a slight sound of wind coming from the back of his head, and it was clear that someone was lunging towards him from behind.
Hansen didn't think about it, and swung the Mimi Katana into a snowy fan-shaped knife net with his hand, enveloping himself.
However, he suddenly tightened his back and was hugged from behind.
Hansen was horrified that there would be no one but Walker It was one of the clones, Long Yun, who was watching the battle, couldn't tell which one was real and which one was false, he had just heard Finch who was trapped in a two-meter-deep dungeon say that every doppelganger was real.
Eight doppelgangers, eight are fake, but eight are all real, and they can all kill.
Instead of using a weapon, Walker wrapped his arms around him, and instead chose to wrap his bare hands around Hansen like a snake, like a surprise hug from behind when old friends reunite after many years.
Kerala Hansen let out a terrible howl, his upper arm and lower arm were broken at the same time, and the sharp Mitsumi katana fell to the ground with a chok.
He couldn't see how Walker was going through the knife net, how he was holding himself, it was like magic.
He thought that he was also a rare half-blood, at least able to fight a pure-blooded descendant of Moriah like Walker, but the cruel facts proved that Lieutenant Colonel Walker's natural ability and strength advantage crushed him without any suspense.
"Hansen, do you remember what I told you that power is such a beautiful thing, those who have power can crush the enemy at will, the bravery of ants is just a joke for anteaters, you would have had the opportunity to join us, you could have perfected your bloodline with the help of our Genesis Society, in fact, I really appreciate you, you are already a finished product of the God's Light Project, although it is not a success, but the foundation is not bad."
Lieutenant Colonel Walker let go of his hand with a smile, Hansen was drenched in cold sweat on his forehead, and he was almost speechless in pain, if it weren't for the strong bloodline, he would have fainted at the same time as the comminuted fracture of this large and small arm, "It's just that you really disappointed me and lived up to my expectations of you, you could have been my right and left hand, and then follow me to achieve a great cause." ” With that, he suddenly stepped out with his right foot and kicked Hansen's left knee.
Click After the crisp sound, Hansen's screams rang out again, and he collapsed like a puppet with a rope, half-paralyzed on the ground.
Before Hansen could breathe a sigh of relief, Lieutenant Colonel Walker's foot stepped out again.
Click Another crisp sound, accompanied by Hansen's screams.
The red flame in Hansen's pupils gradually extinguished, turning into a faint dead ash.
Walker retracted his foot, and Hansen sat down with a slump of blood, blood pouring from his joints and the corners of his mouth.
Walker didn't bother to stop, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Hansen's pure white head, pulling his head back, revealing his long neck, and his left hand turned into a Kaba saber like magic, neatly erasing Hansen's neck.
Hansen was powerless to resist, his limbs were broken, his neck was grabbed again, and he would use his teeth against Walker if he could, but now he couldn't even use his teeth.
Bang Just as the blade of the Kaba saber was less than a centimeter from the skin on Hansen's neck, a bullet slammed into the hilt of the Kaba saber.
The saber spun and flew out like a propeller, thumping into the cracks in the wall, and the blade trembled and buzzed.
In a wheelchair, Charlemagne holds an antique gun with a strange shape, which looks like a 16th-century double-barreled wheel spring pistol, with etching techniques and gilt, and the handle is inlaid with carved antlers, which looks very luxurious, and it is not a bargain at a glance.
Walker's doppelganger vanished behind Hansen like smoke blown away by the wind, and reappeared a few meters away almost simultaneously.
He stared at the wheel spring gun in Charlemagne's hand, his face was slightly surprised, this kind of antique firearm is just an ordinary steel ball projectile, in fact, it does not have much lethality, but just now he was so shocked that he couldn't hold the knife at all, and he had to escape as soon as possible, otherwise he would be shot.
This Charlemagne, not to be underestimated: