Boom It was a violent collision between the two.
Van, who flew out like a meteor, finally collided with Becuin, who was as tall as a mountain.
Bekuin took two steps back again, his eyes filled with incredible anger.
If he was knocked back last time because of carelessness, then the result of the impact this time was really beyond his expectation.
How could there be someone in the Angel of Death with such powerful strength and speed that he could be repelled even if he had activated the first stage of alienation?
"No, this is impossible!"
Bekuin roared angrily, waving his thick arms with all his strength.
He had to wash away his shame.
The power brought about by the alienation was terrifying.
The hard concrete floor was filled with shatters caused by Bekuin.
Those other death angels who tried to attack him were punched to death as soon as they made contact.
Fan advanced and retreated in a strange and short half-step rhythm, but this short half-step distance was like a ravine between him and Becuin.
Bekuin's alienated body was covered with wounds, and the hard bone armor under his pale horns was covered with cracks.
He tried his best to get closer to his opponent, but his opponent's mysterious advance and retreat rhythm kept him from getting closer.
"It's impossible to kill with half a step.
How can you use the imperial gun fighting skills?"
Bekuin shouted in disbelief, "Who are you?"
Half-step kill, the most profound combat step of the Imperial Spear Fighting Technique.
In fact, it was not originally part of the original Spear Fighting Technique, but until Grand Duke Caroline created it, it was no longer inseparable from the Spear Fighting Technique, and this It is also a skill that only those true imperial nobles are qualified to master.
Even Becuin has only been taught a little bit of it.
But it was this combat skill that Becuin had always wanted to acquire, that actually appeared on a Death Angel.
Although his steps were still a little unfamiliar, Becuin could still see its origin at a glance.
"Who am I?
I'm just a person who wants to kill you."
There was no fluctuation in Fan's tone.
"No, no, half-step killing must be carried out with the power of ability cells.
And under the blood poison of the prototype body, how can you have abilities?"
Bekuin fell into the next trap again before he was freed from the last shock.
In a state of astonishment.
"The blood poison is of no use to me."
Fan smiled sarcastically.
"Impossible, this is impossible, why is the blood poison useless to you?
How could you have a more perfect mutant gene than the noble Caroline?"
Bekuin exclaimed in complete disbelief, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.
Lost the arrogance and majesty of the past.
"Nothing is impossible in this world."
Fan smiled coldly and took half a step forward.
Like light and lightning, the blood-like red light of the griffon instantly pierced Bekuin's lower abdomen.
At this moment, he finally no longer limits his ability cells.
Now that his opponent has discovered his secret, he will let his opponent perish in the most desperate predicament.
"Roar" Becuin waved his big hand, "Even so, the great Caroline will never admit defeat."
Van retreated in a half-step zigzag line, easily avoiding Bekuin's blow.
Under the power of omniscience, every movement of the furious Bekuin was decomposed one by one in his field of vision.
Becuin's heart was already in confusion.
"Buzz."
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That's overclocked vibration "it's over."
When countless red lights passed through Bekuin's defense and pierced into his clumsy and thick body, his wrists, elbows, armpits, chest, chest ribs, and waist, all the weak points, All loopholes, under the speed of overclocking, can only be pierced, penetrated and disintegrated.
Boom Becuin fell to his knees hard.
His irregularly expanded body and proliferated bone armor finally subsided after losing the alienated power, and the fatal wounds all over his body finally began to ooze purple-red blood.
Becuin half-knelt in front of Fan with his eyes blank, like a defeated lion, with his originally proud head lowered.
Fan gently patted his dull face.
"You once told me to kneel down."
He said softly, but the red light of the gryphon sank deeply into Bekuin's throat without any pause.
"But to me, you are not even qualified to kneel to me."
Becuin was thrown out by Van like a pile of garbage, and fell at the feet of the stunned Imperial people.
The hot blood that flowed to the ground completely extinguished the Imperial people's crazy excitement.
Lord Becuin is dead.
This genius from the Caroline family is dead.
He died in front of them, in the hands of someone they didn't even know his name.
Such a cruel blow wiped away the last bit of faith of the Imperial people. .
If Bekuin is dead, what can they do?
"If you shoot me, I don't believe a concentrated fire can't kill him."
The roar from the crowd finally brought the Imperial people back to reality.
So the crisp sound of turning on the safety was actually connected at this moment.
And the violent and chaotic gunshots were deafening Thousands of bullets were all pointing at the same person, and the fire from the muzzle instantly illuminated the mist of blood.
Facing a volley of thousands of bullets, at this moment, Van finally surrendered his body to omniscience.
Omniscient and overclocking, these terrifying abilities that could never appear in the same modified person at the same time, were finally combined together again.
And Brahman is the first person to hold the key to the new world.
So he moved, under the delay caused by bullet time.
The bullet passed through his body, no, it was just his afterimage.
The griffin's bloody beam left a long tail flame in its rapid movement.
It passed through the crowd and tore all the vital points.
The imperial mutants, who had a huge advantage due to blood poison, finally reaped the consequences of their own actions.
For three long minutes, the red light in the battlefield never stopped.
It touched the body of every Imperial man, tasted the blood of every mutant, and then rushed past without stopping.
Until the last mutant fell.
In the center of the battlefield, there was only one person left, the one who controlled the blood-red beam.
The sound of heavy breathing echoed in this silent battlefield.
Fan closed his eyes.
The intense exhaustion and exhaustion made him feel dizzy.
The three-minute rapid overclocking almost exhausted all his strength.
However, he only rested for a moment, and his steps remained steady. , stepping into the misty blood mist again.
With cruelty and no mercy
At this time, the Death Angel's inner city tower.
"Ukimir, what's wrong with you?"
The voices of the generals echoed in the three-dimensional statue.
"Slaughter of a Hundred People" Ukimir whispered, his trembling lips slightly opening and closing.
"We need accurate information about what happened in the western district of Ukimir in order to distribute the troops."
Ukimir gently pressed the send button, and the stunning moment recorded by the infrared camera that penetrated the blood mist was being sent to all the generals.
"What's this" "See for yourselves."
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Ukimir replied solemnly.
Just a moment later, the generals exploded at the same time.
Bang: An admiral slammed his hands on the table, "This is the Hundred People Tu.
When did the Impossible Angel of Death appear?
An advanced cyborg with overclocking power."
"But maybe it's not overclocking."
Another general frowned.
"If it's not overclocking, how can we explain these massacres of hundreds of people?
This is a technique that only a modified person with overclocking can accomplish."
"Ukimir, who is this cyborg who can use overclocking?"
At this moment, all the generals focused their attention on Ukimir, and they urgently needed an answer.
"Is it important to us who he is now?
What's important is the ability he can use.
Even if he doesn't know how to overclock, even if it's not a Hundred-Man Massacre, just because he can use his ability without any restrictions now, isn't that enough?
Should we pay attention?”
"But" "There is no but" Ukimir categorically interrupted the general who was speaking.
"All your concerns will be left for later.
But now, we must first win this war."
Ukimir said solemnly.
"Now, I ask you to gather all your forces in the Western District.
Only by letting them follow him can we have any hope of turning defeat into victory."
"all forces" "To all forces," Ukimir said flatly.
After a long silence, someone finally spoke again, "But what if he dies?"
"Then use all your troops to protect him, use your best medicine to treat him, use your high-quality reagents to supplement him, and let him unleash his abilities without any scruples.
We can only pray that he wins.
If If he really fails, that will be the end of the Angel of Death."
Ukimir clenched his fists tightly, and the pressure he was under at this moment was by no means something outsiders could understand.
Because this is a complete all-or-nothing move After another long silence, a dark shadow finally appeared in the three-dimensional statue.
"Go ahead.
The parliament has made a decision.
All troops will be concentrated in Ukimir in the Western District.
I hope your choice is right."
As a result, the tightly closed inner door of the West City opened with a roar, and the protective layer of the safety zone was lowered at the same time.
Thousands of death angels gathered together, including soldiers, doctors, and supply soldiers.
They were busy preparing everything they could.
And their mission was only one, and that was to do their best to cooperate with the figure who disappeared deep into the blood mist.
Because that is the hope and the last hope of all of them: