Quadruple split

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Just as the two ice-smart girls expected, ten minutes after Cordoba officially joined the battle, the assassination group was finally completely defeated. The elite slave-catching group and cultists who originally had nearly two hundred people were now at this moment There were less than thirty people left who were still resisting, and even though the dead soldiers who had been completely incapacitated or degassed had killed nearly a hundred people, they were still unable to create any chance for their companions. In Cordoba, Under the strong guard and the elite defense of the coalition forces, no one managed to escape from the interception from beginning to end.

Although Gawen has relied on his cunning and versatility to survive until now, his health, physical fitness and other values ​​have fallen below 30%. A large number of disposable consumables in the bag have also been used up to 99%. Among them, the healing potion. Although there are still some similar things left, they have been reduced to the point where one bottle cannot even restore 3% of health, and the effect is infinitely close to zero.

Although she still didn't give up resistance, Gawen no longer had any hope that she could survive.

[As long as ten more people die, there will be a gap in the surrounding 'final line of defense'. Even if I don't make any mistakes in the process, I can probably only survive until that time. 】

Gawen casually grabbed a slave-catching warlock who had just exhausted his mana and stood in front of him. He used this human shield to withstand two explosive shots at awkward angles, then let go of the charred corpse. The [Phantom Dice] performed an extreme displacement, avoiding Futaba's incoming palm thunder (self-created) by a hair's breadth, and appeared in front of a scarred but still standing tall cultist. Behind him, he took a deep breath and murmured in a low voice: "Although I can't say I'm angry, it's really ugly to be forced to this level."

Another burst of explosions exploded not far away, but Cordoba used his strong strength to reduce the assassination team to two people again, covered in blood like a evil god waving the punisher's staff, every time The attack was so powerful and majestic that the people on the outermost edge were knocked back steadily, leaving them unable to fight back.

However, Gawen saw something extra.

[Although he still looks mighty, that man's strength, speed and lethality are far less than before, otherwise it would be impossible for us to persist until now, and he doesn't seem to be the type who underestimates the enemy, that is to say .Is there some kind of shackles or flaws that prevent him from maintaining his best form? 】

After quickly calculating it in her mind, the yellowed page that disappeared without knowing when appeared again in Gawen's hand, but she casually pressed it against the wound under her ribs that was constantly flowing with blood, slightly He narrowed his eyes and said, "In this case, I might actually have a chance to give that girl a parting gift."

As soon as he finished speaking, another pillar of scorching red fire rose from the ground, seriously injuring a cultist who could not dodge, and two dark elf assassins belonging to the Night Watch Chapter also beheaded a pair of people standing with their backs facing each other. A member of the slave-catching group, half a second later, Cordoba was not to be outdone and used his punisher's staff, which was completely acting as a war hammer, to create a mosaic.

【No time to hesitate~】

Jiawen bit her silver teeth lightly and tore the blood-stained parchment in her hand into pieces. She locked her eyes firmly on Futaba and murmured in a low voice: "In the name of my Lord."

"Hey! You did a good job, everyone, how about I sing a song for everyone to comfort you?"

At this moment, a voice that was quite familiar to Gawen suddenly sounded not far behind her. She looked back and found that a figure in white clothes had appeared in the crowd. It was a tall man with long hair. There was a half-elf with messy black hair. He was holding a lute. He had slender fingers and a fair face. There was a playful arc at the corner of his mouth. His eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, were filled with some kind of ecstasy that could not be interpreted at all.

Those were a pair of extremely impressive eyes. Gawen still remembered that the last time the two formally met, the man whose pseudonym was 'Anthony Dabbs' had the same light in his eyes just before he was about to kill him.

He seemed extremely happy.

However, God knows why this person who would even be pleased by his own death is so happy this time.

【Maybe someone is going to be unlucky.】

For some reason, a thought suddenly flashed through Gawen's mind, and in the next second she made a reliable judgment that 'that person might be herself'.

"You bastard are really taking your time."

Because the victory was determined, Futaba, who was in a good mood, did not seriously ask Mo Tan to quickly let the gang behind him come over to participate in the encirclement and suppression. Instead, he made a casual rant, and then smiled at Cordoba. He shouted: "Brother Cordoba, have you seen that man in a white robe with a mean face? If you have time, just beat him to death~"

Obviously, her words were just a joke from the tone to the connotation. After all, the people behind Mo Tan were dressed similarly to the soldiers who had been fighting alongside Cordoba for a while, so no matter what, those who came It could only be friendly forces, and Futaba's suggestion that Cordoba beat one of them to death was naturally not taken seriously.

but

"Ah, I will do the same without you having to tell me."

Cordoba, who suddenly stopped in place, suddenly said this after being silent for a few seconds. Then he raised his head and stared at Mo Tan's smiling face, grinning an extremely ferocious smile. Smiling evilly: "Finally I found it, you bastard!"

"Eh?"

Futaba was stunned at that time, and half of the ice cone technique that had been condensed behind him was stunned.

【Eh? 】

Jia Wen, who was already ready to open it up, was also stunned, and the movements of his hands were a beat too slow.

"oh?"

Mo Tan looked even more curious. He looked at Cordoba up and down with his eyes wide open for several seconds, then pointed to the tip of his nose rather hesitantly and said curiously: "Well, I'm sorry, are you talking to me? ?"

Cordoba, who finally saw his enemy, was trembling with excitement. He was seen cracking his knuckles while walking past the two cultists who had given up resistance. There was a puff on the back of his neck. Steam puffed out and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you remember a place called Pato City?"

Cordoba has thought about the following lines. After the other party replies "remember", he will use a low and stunningly handsome voice to ask Mo Tan whether he has killed innocent people, and coldly answers before he opens his mouth. He waved his hand to interrupt him, and then loudly revealed his identity, saying that he was the taxi who had been in the bunker three days later, the practitioner of justice, the avenger awakened from hell, the punisher of evil, Mr. Cordoba, and finally Blow it away magnificently and complete this round of revenge.

Mo Tan blinked: "I don't remember."

battle

war.

"Gan!"

Cordoba suddenly became furious and shouted: "Have you forgotten that you once killed a young man with a great future?!"

Mo Tan sniffed, then scratched his hair twice: "I forgot."

"Yeah you horse, yeah!"

Cordoba's anger level finally reached its peak, but when he saw him shout loudly, his tall body popped up like an arrow from the string, he raised the blood-stained punisher's staff and rushed straight towards Mo Tan: "Justice Master Cordoba, the practitioner of evil, the avenger who has awakened from hell, and the punisher of evil, will now do justice for heaven!"

For some reason, he was so determined to say this line.

However.

"Huh? An Avenger awakened from Hell?"

Mo Tan raised his fingers and touched the tip of his nose, and asked enthusiastically: "Which hell is it? What did you do to get in?"

"@#Your uncle!"

Cordoba's eyes were red with anger, and he roared and hit Mo Tan's head with his staff.

As a result, at the moment when the punisher's staff was swung down, Mo Tan appeared behind Cordoba in the blink of an eye. He covered his mouth with one hand and looked at Cordoba in shock: "When?"

【What time? 】

Cordoba's brain short-circuited for a moment.

"Pfft~"

Futaba reacted immediately, laughed out loud, and then waved hard and shouted to the elites Mo Tan had brought to help, "We are all our own people. Don't worry about their personal grudges, hurry up and help." "Kill those enemies," and pointed at the few remaining members of the assassination group, then turned to the furious Cordoba and the furious Mo Tan with his small chin in his hand, humming a ditty as if watching a good show.

But this time, Cordoba had just reacted, shouted "Nah!", turned around and waved his staff.

Snapped! ! !

As a result, Mo Tan did a deep squat to avoid Cordoba's blow as if he had no idea. When he stood up, he smashed the lute in his hand on the former's head, scratched his neck and shouted : "Why are you yelling so loudly!"

Cordoba gritted his teeth and said, "I"

"I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Tan covered his ears, rolled his eyes and sang loudly: "Two tigers, two tigers, fall in love, fall in love, the first one is a male, the second one is also a male, really Weird, so perverted!”

As soon as Cordoba stopped trembling with excitement at getting revenge, he was so angry that he began to tremble. He punched Mo Tan in the chest as if he was on vibrating mode: "What the hell are you kidding me about?"

"Yes~ Yeah~"

Mo Tan, who had just used [Flash Backstab], suddenly sneered and used [Swift Stab] to dwarf Cordoba and pass him by. He turned his back to the latter and said leisurely: "Of course I was joking before. After all, you are such a charming man, no matter where you are, you are like a firefly in the dark, so bright, so outstanding, with your melancholy eyes, miraculous shooting skills, and that cup of wine without honey. The sweet honey water is still fresh in my memory, yes."

He turned around and looked at Cordoba with burning eyes: "You are"

Cordoba, who no longer knew what expression to make, twitched the corner of his mouth twice. He held up the staff of the punisher and looked back at Yi Motan with a look that could be said to be cracking: "Am I?"

"The Whispering Cultist who was stabbed to death in the tower by me in the back!"

"I am your father!!!"

Cordoba threw a shock wave at Mo Tan expressionlessly.

Mo Tan, who had already quietly activated [Speed ​​Travel] when he said the words 'Sweet honey water', quickly jumped out and rolled on the ground three and a half times before getting up again. He was stunned. He completely dodged the wave sent by Cordoba.

"Ah, the movie gags from fifty-five years ago are really too much to complain about."

Futaba, who continued to pay attention to the two of them, muttered with dead eyes, then gritted his teeth gently and said: "I'm afraid that guy has been here long ago, otherwise how could he master Cordoba's attack routine so well?" It’s clear, but when did the two of them form a feud? Also, if that guy is killed by Cordoba, does it count as me winning the bet?”

Obviously, even if Mo Tan dodged Cordoba's several attacks without losing any blood, Futaba didn't think he would win at all. After all, the gap between the two sides was too big. No matter how hard Tan Mo tried, his strength He, who was worse than that hermaphrodite, could only delay it for a few minutes at most.

"You are a worthy opponent!"

While running wildly, Mo Tan turned around and shouted to Cordoba: "Although you were a cultist in your previous life, you were also a very strong-minded cultist. You are much better than those street boys who I casually stabbed to death."

Bang! ! !

Cordoba's legs flashed with green light, and he rushed to Mo Tan with a hurricane in his arms. He held the sanctioner's staff behind his back and fired a sharp carbine: "Who do you think is the street boy?"

"A few bad guys were stabbed to death on the road. Maybe they had no sense of existence, so I can't remember them clearly."

After seeing the opponent's back, Mo Tan decisively fell to the ground and lay flat. After dodging the carbine, he rolled to the side and smiled: "The only thing we have in common is probably bad luck. Hey, it's okay." Don't tell me, Yintang is just like you."

"I'm not unlucky!"

Cordoba's long staff hung upside down and stabbed Mo Tan like a harpoon: "Die!"

As a result, for some unknown reason, the continuously flowing blue energy flow on his body suddenly dimmed for an instant, causing his movements to slow down by half a minute, allowing Mo Tan, who was already prepared to pay the price of an arm, to dodge the blow by a hair.

[I see, huh, it went smoother than I thought. From the looks of it, maybe [Escape] won’t even be needed. 】

Mo Tan, who bounced off the ground with the strength of his waist, bared his white teeth, pointed at Cordoba who suddenly slowed down for half a beat and laughed: "Haha, you are tired!"

"No, I'm just tired of playing."

Cordoba, who was hit by a series of [Energy less than 2%], said coolly, casually picked off the large cracked crystal on the top of the Punisher's Staff, and then took advantage of the spare talisman still in the body. Circulation, with a gesture as cool as President Kaiba's drawing of cards, he took out a brand new, full-energy [Apocalypse Crystal] from his bag, pressed it on the groove at the top of the Punisher's Staff and sneered: "And prepare to use the secret technique called full load overload to splendidly overwhelm you."

Boom! ! !

The next moment, the [Apocalypse Crystal] full of energy in his hand shattered with a sound and turned into a huge black light pillar rising into the sky, which looked particularly eye-catching under the scorching sun at noon.

And Cordoba, who was so handsome just now, was yelling, "You're a cheater!" while he slowly curled up into an OTZ against the light beam, looking desperately at the man who had killed him once. The madman picked up two axes and walked towards him with a grin.

[Am I overfulfilling the task? 】

This was Cordoba's last thought before the self-destruct device was activated.

Chapter 556: End