boom!
Taking advantage of Eileen's questioning, Dead End Butcher delivered a powerful punch.
Although its power was far less violent than that of the giant axe, it was faster in attack. Ellen was caught off guard and by the time she reacted, the wind from the punch was already close to her body. The rich power had not even made contact yet, but it had already blown her hair!
Han!
Eileen parried with her knife, and for some unknown reason, her little leather shoes sparked as they slid far away.
Having gained the upper hand in one move, the Dead End Butcher pressed his advantage relentlessly, unleashing astonishing jumping power from his legs and leaping into the air.
The enormous figure seemed to obscure even the sun. The heavy giant axe gathered purple light, and the rich ether energy expanded rapidly like a balloon, just waiting for a trigger to explode!
"Tsk, is it a frog?"
Ellen clicked her tongue in amazement and quickly left the spot, revealing the Shark's astonishing explosive power at this moment.
The speed of [Patrol] far exceeded that of the past. A blue line, as cold as ice and as mist, danced on the ground and instantly bypassed the range of the Dead Road Butcher's attack.
boom!
The giant axe slammed into the ground with a deafening roar, making even Fagar, who was far away, feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Ellen was in excruciating pain, and the Shark's superior hearing became a weakness at this moment.
The unbearable pain simultaneously assaulted her eardrums and brain, causing Ellen to freeze in shock, her mind almost blank, and she didn't even react to the flying pebbles.
In just over ten seconds, dozens of small red dots appeared on Ellen's body, causing a dull ache.
But what's even more terrifying is that the Dead End Butcher gripped his giant axe tightly, spun around once, then swung his hand upwards, using the terrifying force of inertia to bring it down!
Han!
A loud clang of metal rang out, and to Ellen's astonishment, a dark shadow suddenly entered her field of vision.
Fagar blocked the Butcher of the Dead End's furious attack with only half of his parasol, and used the force to slide away.
Incidentally, Ellen was also dragged away by the back of her collar by Fagar.
"Tch, I thought you couldn't fight in the sun because of a skin allergy!"
Eileen squirmed uncomfortably, her brows furrowed slightly, and the pretty beauty mark at the corner of her eye seemed to mimic her anger. She patted her ears, as if she had a slight tinnitus.
But after a few seconds of respite, it was much better than before.
"I don't have a skin allergy!"
Fagar retorted as usual, then tossed the parasol he was holding to Ellen.
"Switch hands."
Upon hearing this, Eileen waved her hand and tossed the longsword and parasol, which crossed in the air and landed in each other's hands.
"Hey, you're throwing me the last bullet?"
As soon as Eileen took over, she immediately opened the magazine to check and was stunned to see that there was only a single bullet.
"...Oh!"
For the first time ever, Fagga smiled, flicked his long sword, and instantly flames erupted, the white light illuminating his profile, making his already fair face appear even paler.
"If I make a mistake later, you can save it with a single bullet. Wouldn't that make you look like a master marksman?"
"So relax, my life is in your hands with just one bullet!"
"Furthermore, my observation is complete. Launch a full-scale attack, Eileen!"
Having said that, Fagga turned his head back.
Eileen seemed a little slow to react, her eyes twitching with confusion as she squeezed her two tear moles together.
She vaguely recalled that when the void first descended, Fagga did not hesitate to wait in place to rescue them.
But upon hearing that one of his classmates was a rope maker, he changed his usual behavior and became radical.
So now...
Eileen suddenly raised her head, a look of realization flashing in her eyes.
Fagga remained silent, walking slowly forward. His calm, watery eyes gradually revealed a hint of crimson, obscuring the view of ordinary humans from Fagga's perspective.
The direction of etheric energy and heat is perfectly clear!
Gradually, Fagga began to quicken his pace, going from slow walking to race walking, jogging, running, and sprinting, until he was almost blurry!
White flames shimmered on the earth, and the blades sparked as they rubbed against the asphalt, creating a long, burning chain!
Han!
Fagar took the initiative to meet the Butcher of the Dead Road's giant axe and struck it before it could exert its power!
Strike first, strike hard!
The Dead End Butcher staggered along, his right hand, which was gripping the giant axe, was flung behind his head and slammed heavily into the ground, leaving him momentarily unable to pull himself out!
Fagga swung his sword, bringing it to the edge, and swiftly and decisively delivered a strike.
The white flames fell, casting a thin shadow that separated Fagga from the Butcher of the Dead.
Amidst the ethereal flames, a human and a skeleton locked eyes, their pupils filled with the ambition to crush each other!
"roar!"
The excruciating pain from the phosphorescent flames made the Dead End Butcher unable to suppress his screams, and he slammed down a fist in anger!
Seeing this, Fagga swayed slightly, lightly leaped onto the arm of the butcher on the dead end, and then lightly jumped again.
Like a ghostly phantom, the Dead End Butcher only noticed a blur before his eyes, a shadow flashed by, and then Fagar had already disappeared from his sight!
It is large in size, powerful, and its short-range bursts are faster than some small aliens.
However, it also has weaknesses, such as a lack of flexibility and a long gap between attacks.
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