When Klein lowered his head again, he could no longer see the strange candle wrapped in something that looked like human skin, but his nose was still filled with a faint and slightly sweet scent.

He ignored Bishop Utravsky lying in a pool of blood, took out a matchbox, and quickly lit a match.

As the spark lit up, the blood on the ground quickly disappeared and the messy church hall became tidy again.

The giant Utravsky slowly climbed up, looked down at Klein, and said with a distorted face:

"It actually has no effect..."

"No wonder you dare to accept this commission."

"But this is your misfortune. I didn't want to kill you."

As he spoke, the lights of the candles on both sides of the church began to flicker noticeably, and the entire hall suddenly became brighter, but soft and not blazing, like the morning light shining in at the end of the night.

The invisible spirit was disappearing quickly. Klein didn't waste any words. He threw away the match, puffed up his cheeks, and imitated the sound:

"Bang!"

The invisible air bullet shot out and hit Bishop Utravsky's chest heavily, making a clear and crisp sound. However, the "giant" bishop had put on a set of silver-white armor covering his entire body, including gauntlets, a breastplate, a crowned helmet, and so on.

At this moment, the silver-white "metal" on his chest was hit with spider-web-like cracks, but it did not break completely and was even slowly recovering.

“Bang!” “Bang!”

Klein spoke continuously, creating two air bombs connected end to end, letting them continue to rush towards the enemy's chest, trying to rely on continuous strikes to completely break the defense there!

However, he saw that Bishop Utravsky had a heavy and broad sword in his hand, which seemed to be condensed from light. He used it deftly to block two air bombs. The clanging sounds were indistinguishable from the front and back, and they almost merged into one.

Bang!

Utravsky took only one step forward, and the church seemed to shake. At the same time, his two-handed sword slashed at Klein from top to bottom, as if chopping off a building.

Before the sword arrived, the strong wind it created was enough to make Klein almost lose his balance.

Terrifying power! When this thought flashed through his mind, Klein had already skillfully leaped to the side, bent over, and prepared to roll on the spot.

Bang!

Utravsky’s two-handed sword slashed the ground, shattering the stone slabs and causing cracks to spread rapidly in all directions.

Swish! He dragged the huge sword, rubbing it against the ground, changing from a vertical chop to a horizontal sweep, raising a trail of sparks.

This move is perfect for opponents who love to roll!

Just as Klein was about to land, a scene of himself being hit by a two-handed giant sword suddenly appeared in his mind. He quickly swung his arm and stretched out his palm, and with a light press, he leaped into the air again.

Woo! A strong wind blew away the dust on the ground, and the terrible giant sword flattened the nearby chairs.

Before Klein could counterattack, the "Giant" Bishop's attack came again without pause.

One sword, two swords, three swords… five swords, six swords, seven swords… Utravsky seemed to have abundant physical strength, and his uninterrupted, violent and violent attacks lasted for dozens of seconds.

Vertical chop, diagonal slash, horizontal sweep, straight stab, and slap, he used the simplest sword skills to demonstrate what was the most effective and most reasonable, and the damage range of the two-handed giant sword reached a terrifying level.

Klein jumped, rolled, and ran, but he couldn't find an opportunity to use his abilities. He looked embarrassed and in danger. If he hadn't thrown matches in different corners of the church in advance, and there were still some candles on both sides that had not been extinguished, so he could "flash" based on them, he would probably have been chopped down by the opponent's sword.

As expected of an extraordinary profession known for its combat prowess... There was not a single mistake, no weaknesses... Klein did not panic because of this. While rolling and escaping, he was always looking for the enemy's loopholes, waiting for the opponent's attack to enter a easing phase.

Finally, he discovered a problem with Utravsky's swordsmanship.

That is, the two-handed sword is too long and too big, which has obvious defects in close combat!

The idea flashed through his mind, and Klein took advantage of the opportunity when the giant sword came slashing down to roll to the left front first, then pushed with his palms and rolled quickly between Utravsky's legs.

As a "half-giant" over two meters and twenty in height, Utravsky was just standing normally with his legs spread wide apart, his silver-white crotch guard clearly visible.

As soon as he rolled there, Klein's left hand had already reached into his pocket, trying to pull out a long strip of paper, turn it into a hard and sharp cane, and insert it upwards into the gap on the side of the enemy's crotch guard, and into the body of the "giant" bishop!

This will be a fatal blow!

But at this moment, his heart trembled, and a scene appeared in his mind of a giant sword stabbing down, endless light bursting out and forming a terrifying storm that engulfed him.

Trap! Utravsky's trap! Klein did not hesitate. He pressed his right hand and leaped forward, passing through the gap between the Giant Bishop's legs and jumping behind him.

Just as he made this move, Utravsky had already grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, bent his back, and thrust the greatsword straight up and down into the stone slab in front of him.

With a crackling sound, spots of light like the morning glow emerged from the sword, turning into a hurricane that swept across the surroundings.

Silently, the stone slab where Klein was originally located disappeared, and the soil underneath thinned by nearly ten centimeters. Utravsky's silver-white armor on his legs and crotch was also damaged, breaking into pieces and exposing his skin.

His trap was to exchange his own injury for the enemy's destruction.

At this time, Klein, who had jumped behind Bishop Utravsky, finally found an opportunity to counterattack. He twisted his body in mid-air, puffed up his cheeks, and simulated a gunshot at the back of the enemy's head:

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two air bombs hit the back of Utravsky's head one after another, first cracking the silver-white metal at that location, and then breaking it into pieces, exposing the area without any protection.

Just as Klein was about to deliver a fatal blow, Utravsky suddenly straightened up, turned his back, and violently swept the two-handed giant sword backwards.

The speed was so fast and the attack was so fierce that it seemed difficult for Klein to dodge it. However, he pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and blocked it in time.

when!

The collision between the giant sword and the paper actually produced a sound of metal being hit hard. The crisp echo was deafening and filled the entire church.

Klein was hit and sent flying like a tennis ball. The paper in his hand shattered into pieces, leaving only a little bit between his fingers.

While in mid-air, he immediately faced Utravsky's violent, swift and non-stop pursuit, and the situation was precarious.

However, he was not at all flustered and just shook his wrist.

The scrap of paper suddenly caught fire, and the flames quickly expanded, completely enveloping Klein.

Oooo! The giant sword cut through the flames, but it did not cause any damage, only created a few sparks.

At a candle on the right side of the church, the dim flame suddenly spread out, outlining a figure with oil-painted face.

Klein reappeared and pulled out another long piece of paper from his pocket.

Bang!

He shook his wrist, and the paper turned into a tough whip with red flames burning on the surface of the whip.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Klein whipped the Giant Bishop from a distance.

But his weapon was quickly shattered into pieces under the blocking and attack of the shiny two-handed giant sword.

And this is exactly Klein's purpose!

Snap, snap, snap! He snapped his fingers, causing beams of fire to rise from the ground one after another, blocking Utravsky and burning his unarmored legs.

The recovery of Dawn Armor is quite slow!

As the flames flickered, Utravsky's legs were burned black, with red marks flowing upwards.

However, this did not affect the agility of the Giant Bishop. He suddenly roared, and like a steam train that had finally accelerated to its highest point, he quickly, heavily, and violently crashed through the layers of flames and rushed in front of Klein.

This speed is incredibly fast!

Then, Utravsky’s two-handed sword shattered and turned into spots of light that swept in all directions.

Almost instantly, Klein was in a mortal danger.

The few matches he had stored with him were suddenly ignited, and the intense flames completely enveloped him.

However, it was not as fast as the "Storm of Light". As soon as the red color appeared, it was immediately swallowed up!

Klein's body broke into pieces and disappeared bit by bit. However, they lost their thickness and turned into shredded paper.

Behind Utravsky, a beam of red flame rose up, and Klein walked out from it.

He pulled out a matchbox from his other pocket and threw it at the enemy, as if he wanted to ignite all the remaining matches at once and create some kind of explosion through the constraints of the small space.

And the place where the matchbox was pointing was exactly Utravsky's unprotected lower body!

Klein raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

At the same time, Bishop Utravsky jumped up with his back turned, bent his knees and put his legs together.

Bang!

The sound of the snap was accompanied by the unchanged matchbox, a loud bang, and an air bullet that accurately opened the unprotected back of Bishop Utravsky's head. It was a deadly object that had been prepared in advance!

The skull cracked, blood and white spots splattered, Utravsky turned his head with difficulty and spoke blankly:

"you……"

With a click, the matchbox fell onto the ground which was pitted by the "Storm of Light", but it still did not ignite.

Klein smiled and said:

"I never said that snapping fingers can only be used to manipulate fire, and not to fire air bullets."

"Look."

Snap, snap, snap!

He snapped his fingers, causing one air bullet after another to hit Utravsky's head, shattering his helmet and breaking his skull.

thump!

Utravsky lost his breath and fell heavily to the ground. The entire church hall shook slightly.

Bang!

Klein turned around and snapped his fingers again.

The matchbox on the ground exploded immediately, turning into red flames and burying Utravsky's huge corpse.

Klein did not sense the existence of the strange candle. He relied on his own clarity and rationality to force his way out of the lowest level of his mind.

Behind him, corpses were wrapped in red, flames were burning, and the world was crumbling bit by bit.