Pirates: King of the World from the White Town

Chapter 767 Playing a Game
"how so?!"

Father Anderson became more and more frightened as he fought, and his previous confidence was long gone.

It was as if the opponent could predict his movements in advance and did not fight back. He would just take a good stance every time and wait quietly for him to take the initiative to hit him.

He felt like he was a prey caught in a spider's web, unable to escape no matter how hard he struggled.

This different kind of pressure was completely different from the feeling of oppression given to him by the monster Accardo.

He knew that when a person performs an action, many related muscles in the body will be mobilized. People with rich fighting experience can even judge whether the opponent's next attack will be a punch or a kick by observing the slight changes in the height of the opponent's shoulders. Whether to throw a left punch or a right punch.

He suspected that the guy in front of him was 'pre-reading' his movements in a similar way.

However, how could such a young person get so much combat experience and such good eyesight?

Father Anderson was very puzzled, but after taking a deep breath, he changed his fighting method and forcibly controlled his muscles in his shoulders and other parts to ensure that every move he made was sudden enough and would not be pre-read.

However, what he didn't expect was that the other party just slightly raised the corners of his mouth and accurately blocked the gun sword in his hand again.

It was as if all his actions, including his thoughts, had been seen through.

"Are you surprised? All your actions and reactions have been completely seen by me."

Abel suddenly smiled and spoke, making Father Anderson's face darken.

"I'm a little bored, so let's play a game."

"In your opinion, I'm pre-reading your actions through these eyes, right?"

"Then I will close my eyes. As long as you can make me move even half a step within 1 minute, or cause even a trace of damage to me, I will let you escape for 10 minutes. Well, including the one waiting outside several."

"If you lose, how about you lend me your identity?"

"If you don't speak, it will be regarded as your acquiescence. Then the game begins."

As soon as he finished speaking, Abel actually closed his eyes and even lowered the weapon in his hand.

Feeling that he had been underestimated, Father Anderson's teeth were about to be broken. He was as angry as a lion about to eat people, and the two blunderbuss swords in his hands almost swung out phantoms.

He must make this boy pay the price!
Die die die die die!

swish swish
Every time he attacked, he aimed at the opponent's vital points and didn't think about anything else, nor did he think about escaping.

But Abel seemed to have awakened his heavenly eyes. Even with his eyes closed, he easily dodged every attack from Father Anderson. He looked so relaxed and at ease, without even moving a step under his feet.

Only when he really couldn't dodge, or was unwilling to move his feet, would he stretch out his weapon to block at will, and every time he did so it was just right.

Can he even count down under Father Anderson's stormy offensive? !

"30 seconds have passed and you have 29 seconds left."

"You have to work hard, you're just a hair away from hitting me, there are still 15 seconds left."

"10, 9, 8, 7"

"It's a pity that I gave you a chance and you really didn't use it."

Outside, three of Father Anderson's students, Enrico Maxwell, who had previously mocked the master of Accardo as a sow, Heinkel Wolf, a female assassin who uses double guns, and Takagi Yumi Eto, a bespectacled nun holding a samurai sword, Watching the battle nervously through the factory window.

They never thought that someone as powerful as Father Anderson would one day be unable to even touch the hem of a person's clothes under a full attack.

"I think Father Anderson needs us." Heinkel Wolf said first.Because Father Anderson wore a communication device, they heard all the previous conversations between the two parties.

"I agree." Yumi Takagi pulled out his katana and nodded.

Then both women looked at Enrico Maxwell.

However, Enrico Maxwell was very hesitant at this time. His intuition told him that even Father Anderson was not his opponent's enemy, and he should not put himself in danger. He should evacuate immediately and then figure out how to deal with it.

But during this period of hesitation, the countdown inside had ended, and then there was a loud bang.

A figure smashed into the wall and hit a location not far in front of them.

Taking a closer look, it was Father Anderson who they were going to help!

"Father Anderson"

"do not come!"

Father Anderson struggled to get up from the ground while vomiting blood, and immediately stretched out an arm to stop them.

"The enemy in front of you is much higher level than you. The next battle is not something you can interfere with. Leave here now and return to the Vatican immediately!"

Enrico Maxwell and the three others were startled at the same time. This was the first time they saw the teacher with such a nervous, serious, and crazy face.

"Is this the only trump card of the Thirteenth Section of the Betrayer of the Holy See? To be honest, I am very disappointed."

"Wait until I'm dead and you won't say anything like this again!"

Father Anderson once again chose to charge. He did not believe that the opponent was invincible. There must be a flaw in his ability to predict his actions, but he had never been able to find it.

Such a dangerous guy must not be left alone.

Even if it means sacrificing his own life, he must find out the enemy's weaknesses!
Only this time, he didn't notice that the katana in the opponent's hand was dyed black.
"Two Swordsman Style Vajra Yaksha!"

Swish!
puff.
The figures of the two people crossed each other in an instant.

Then I saw a large amount of blood spraying out in front of Father Anderson. His entire right arm had disappeared, and only the hilt of the gun sword in his left hand was left.

Just a short step away, he was split in half diagonally.

It was the physical strength that was modified to withstand bullets that saved his life and prevented him from such an ending.

But there seems to be no difference.

After suffering such a serious injury, the enemy was still watching eagerly, leaving almost no choice but to wait for death.

Puff.
Father Anderson fell to the ground helplessly, with a large amount of blood flowing out.

The three people over there who had not had time to escape were all stunned.

This is already a complete crushing in terms of strength!
Who is this guy?
Is it a monster?
what should we do?
run away?
Or should he rush forward and fight with him to rescue Father Anderson?

Before they could think clearly, Heinkel Wolf couldn't bear the tremendous pressure. Amidst the screams, he held two guns in his hands and pulled the triggers frantically at Abel.

bang bang bang bang
"Go to hell, die, die, die. Please, go to hell!"

(End of this chapter)