Chapter 41
Flames erupted, explosions roared, blue-faced monsters danced in the sky, and silver-armored knights charged forward...
"Bang--!!"
Then the knight flew back.
"Don Quixote, do you dare to be any more useful?!" Vladimir, already on the verge of exploding, roared angrily, "I didn't care about you wasting time running around to save people before, but now you can't even withstand a single punch from Shelley?"
Romain Rolland, busy using a sustained energy beam of 1800 degrees to block Shelley, interrupted, "Vladimir, you can't even withstand half a punch, what right do you have to talk about Don Quixote!"
Without a second thought, Vladimir tossed away an empty assault magazine and casually pulled out a new one with decorative patterns on it, inserting it. "I'm in the support role!"
"Pu Songling is the support player, you better stop!"
Behind them, Pu Songling, with a large cardboard box beside him, had a large book floating in front of him, and was trying to fold a stack of printed manuscripts into a pile.
Glancing sideways at the magazine tossed at his feet, Pu Songling couldn't help but speak up, "Leave the diversionary tactics to me; 'Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio' is much better at that."
After saying that, Pu Songling looked at the four or five magazines scattered at Vladimir's feet and couldn't help but add another sentence.
"And... Nabokov, if you continue like this, you will definitely be torn apart by Verne."
In just that short period of time, Vladimir fired at least a hundred explosive charges. Considering that these were custom-made explosives prepared for Vladimir, that was enough to take Vladimir down with him before Verne died of a heart attack.
Vladimir's trigger pull stopped instantly.
I had a surge of adrenaline and completely forgot about it!!
Vladimir glanced instinctively at the magazine on the ground, then immediately fell silent.
Pu Songling tossed the simple book he was holding, which was folded into a single piece. The paper folded and deformed in mid-air, turning into a blue "ghost" that flew toward Mary Shelley.
Beside them, the now-recovered Don Quixote ran past with a strange laugh, lance in one hand, charging toward Mary Shelley with a motion reminiscent of someone charging on horseback.
Pu Songling, having withdrawn his hand, reached into the box beside him again to take out paper, glancing once more at Vladimir, who was frozen in place.
Yeah, that's really bad (flat tone).
With a habitual sigh, Pu Songling began folding paper once again.
Compared to the relaxed atmosphere of the two support players, the situation on the main battlefield was much more intense.
Although this fighting style doesn't seem particularly intense.
Shelley, leaping through the air, was constantly attacked by the "Broken Road Cliff" with its enormous arms released by Pu Songling. He would be punched back to the ground by these monsters no matter how high he jumped. Given Shelley's weight, this was not a difficult task.
Even if Shelley were torn apart by his own punch the instant he attacked Shelley, no one would care, as the new "Broken Cliff" would fill the gap created almost instantly.
When Shelley fell to the ground, he was confronted by Don Quixote, who charged at him with a laugh that could be described as mentally polluting, and Romain Rolland, who stood by and constantly used "the iron fire of war" and "false peace" to keep him in check.
Mary Shelley's "Frankenstein" is impeccable in close combat. However, "Don Quixote" is also an extremely excellent melee ability.
Moreover, Shelley, who had already gone berserk, could not realize that Don Quixote's true form was actually Cervantes hiding inside his armor, so Don Quixote's most serious weakness was almost non-existent.
If his true form (Cervantes) is not attacked, Don Quixote's ability to recover might be much stronger than Shelley's.
So, the immortal monster officially faced off against the immortal knight, and the two began a near-endless tug-of-war.
With the support and roaming assistance of the others behind him, Shelley was clearly under pressure.
Vladimir tried to look up, trying not to think about the price of the pile of magazines at his feet when converted into explosives, and instead started looking at Mary Shelley.
"The mighty White Storm... how could it be suppressed so severely..."
Pu Songling appeared to be raising an eyebrow, but given that he didn't even have facial features, Vladimir was skeptical.
"You seem to have forgotten who the four of us here are?"
Vladimir's expression froze, and he began to survey the battlefield.
The ASA's most wanted fugitive is Cervantes Savedra, the "Mad Knight" of Spain.
Romain Rolland is widely recognized as the greatest mercenary infiltration and assassination expert; Leo Tolstoy's supernatural ability (War and Peace) was once Russia's strongest supernatural being.
Pu Songling, the "strange" criminal who caused widespread panic in China by invoking the "Book of Changes" and the "Spring and Autumn Annals" and successfully escaped.
Look down and look at yourself.
Vladimir Nabokov, the most wanted man in Russia, is known for his child pornography.
Looking across, there was a notorious European criminal known as "White Storm" (for some reason, he wasn't wanted).
Okay, overall, they actually have the advantage. They were shocked by the contrast after suddenly learning Shelley's identity.
Upon closer inspection, these are all members of the UN.
Then think about the group of people on the other side of the submarine.
—Thinking about it more carefully, why does it feel like it could really destroy the world?
Pu Songling, who was folding paper, looked up and glanced at Vladimir, whose expression was quite intense—judging from Pu Songling's actions, he must have glanced at Vladimir.
"Nabokov, what are you thinking?"
"Well, it's nothing serious."
Vladimir smacked his lips and glanced at Cervantes, who was fighting back and forth with Mary Shelley—correction, being beaten back and forth.
"I'm suddenly feeling a bit relieved that UN is just a chaotic evil adventure group."
If this is truly a purely criminal organization... then it's probably a huge global problem.
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