In the snow-white forest, two figures were constantly entangled together.
At such a close distance, a small oversight could be fatal.
"How long can you keep doing this?"
Caesar said sarcastically.
"Beyond your imagination."
Van replied coldly.
The griffon kept cutting into the air, making a sound like a griffon or a lion, with layers of red sword curtains.
Even when swinging the griffon at high speed, Fan's left hand still firmly held Caesar's gun.
Even Van has to admit that Caesar is indeed proud of his strength, especially his powerful reaction ability.
The angle of Van's lightsaber swing is very tricky, but Caesar can always predict Van's next move in advance, and To crack.
This ability is like an advanced version of Fan's omniscience, but Fan knows that this is impossible.
If Caesar really had such strength, he would have been defeated long ago.
If the battle continues like this, Fan will be defeated sooner or later, because his physical strength is obviously more consumed than his opponent, but how can Fan keep himself passive?
When the layers of red sword curtains finally merged into one point, Fan finally let go of his right hand holding the sword.
The griffon came out and let out a harsh, low buzz, pointing directly at Caesar's face.
This sudden blow obviously disrupted Caesar's rhythm.
He could only quickly turn his head to avoid the sword.
He was surprised and happy in his heart.
What was surprising was that Fan would choose such a desperate method.
What was happy was that it was extremely stupid to throw away the weapon in battle.
If the opponent could not be killed successfully, then the person who dropped the weapon in the next moment would be It's dangerous.
But how could Fan's sword be easily hidden?
The tricky angle of attack almost covered Caesar's face.
Finally, when Fan's sword was almost inevitable to stab Caesar, a dense and thick layer Beetles sprouted from under his skin.
Caesar finally used his own ability to dodge Van's sword, but even with the insect beetle ability, his face was left with a completely scorched scar.
When he finally adjusted the balance of his body and prepared to fight back, a strong force instantly pulled his right hand.
As a result, Caesar, who had not yet been able to grasp the balance, finally lost his right hand holding the gun, and the pistol was held by Fan. inside.
"Bang bang" two loud gunshots were fired, but apart from shaking down a lot of snow, these two shots did not achieve any other results.
Caesar looked at Van holding the gun mockingly, "You can never hit me head-on at close range.
Coming from the Angel of Death, you should have heard of gun fighting."
Vatican ignored this and rushed towards Caesar again.
"Bang" Vatican pulled the trigger.
This was a shot directly in Caesar's face, but Caesar seemed to have completely foreseen Vatican's coming.
The action of the gun was normal, with just a slight tilt of the head, the head was removed from Fan's ballistic path before Fan pulled the trigger.
His expression was still full of sarcasm.
It was indeed impossible for Fan to shoot him when he was facing him, but fortunately, Fan's shot had no intention of hitting him.
After firing the shot, Fanshun threw the semi-automatic pistol at Caesar.
Caesar instinctively stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the handle of the pistol.
Just when he was about to launch a fatal counterattack against Van, a bone-chilling pain suddenly came from his back.
Caesar shot backhand behind him, but unfortunately, the pistol was out of bullets.
It was this fatal mistake that completely ruined his advantage, and the intense pain that followed in various parts of his body almost drove him crazy.
Even though he had covered his body with insect armor, the high temperature of the gryphon easily destroyed him.
His insect armor penetrated.
Caesar knelt down weakly on the ground.
He knew that he had lost, completely lost.
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His hand tendons and hamstrings had been completely severed.
At this moment, he was already a cripple.
One moment he thought he was in control of the situation, and the next moment he was completely defeated.
This sudden turn of events only took a few seconds.
"Why?"
Caesar hissed, holding back the pain.
"Are you looking for this?"
Fan gently circled Caesar's body, then placed the pistol magazine in front of Caesar, panting slightly.
Caesar closed his eyes in pain.
When he took the pistol thrown by Fan, he forgot the most important step of checking the magazine.
All of this was just Fan's plan.
The moment he took the griffon out of his hand, the situation had already been set up by him.
But what is needed to accomplish all this is extremely fast speed, so fast that even the empire's gun fighting skills cannot analyze it.
And overclocking is the key to turning everything around.
The landing point of the gryphon that Van escaped from was definitely not in front of Caesar's face.
Caesar's front door was just the obstacle that it had to pass to fly to the landing point.
So when Caesar correctly avoided the sword, he had already jumped in Out of the trap set by Brahma.
After that, Fan grabbed the pistol and pretended to fire two shots.
Then he secretly removed the magazine while Caesar was avoiding the ballistic trajectory, and then shot to completely empty the bullets in the chamber.
Caesar's instinctive action of taking the pistol was even more shocking.
His failure was doomed because he relied too much on his own marksmanship, and this was the key to ruining his advantage.
The moment Caesar took over the pistol, Van had already started overclocking.
He had completely exceeded his own speed limit.
He pulled the gryphon from the tree trunk behind Caesar, then flexed and stretched his feet to step across the trunk to change direction. , the griffin plunged into Caesar's back almost without any hindrance.
The panicked Caesar tried to fight back, but it was doomed to be in vain.
And all of this is the embodiment of the art of fighting.
"I have to admit that spear fighting is indeed very powerful.
You are the first opponent that I can treat with such caution."
Fan gently squatted down in front of Caesar.
"Ha, is this my glory?"
Caesar said sarcastically.
Even though he had completely lost his fighting power, the pride in his bones still did not allow him to bow his head easily.
"I don't know what glory is.
I only know that I won and you lost."
Fan replied calmly.
"If you can have such a fast speed, why didn't you use it from the beginning?"
Caesar said in a low voice.
Apparently he thought this was an insult from Vatican and thought he was not worthy of being treated with all his strength.
Fan smiled softly, but there was no warmth in his smile, "You have too many problems."
Then Fan slashed Caesar's back of the head with a hand knife, and Caesar immediately fell into a coma.
Fan looked at the unconscious Caesar with some confusion.
This opponent was indeed very strong, so strong that Fan doubted that even if he used overclocking in a head-on confrontation, he might be defeated by gun fighting.
After all, as the core of the empire's terraforming organization, the power of gun fighting is indeed astonishing.
A moment later, Fan dragged Caesar's heavy body and slowly walked through the forest, heading towards the forward base where the A-30 was still under construction
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