my starcraft system

Chapter 217 Settlement!

But the weird thing is.
Instead of making any defensive moves, Alva smiled at Emondel?

Emondel, who also noticed this, flickered in his eyes
Obviously, the brain is running rapidly
But the action on the hand didn't stop!

The spear made of lightning was less than thirty centimeters away from that ugly face!

But at this moment

Two black shadows waved towards Emondel's head with the sound of breaking wind and two bright lights!

Marash was surprised
He didn't realize that there were actually two people lurking beside him.

Then got slapped in the face

Because lurking.. not two people.. but six!

Emondel's mind quickly passed to the side

When your own spear pierces the opponent's head, the two curved knives will also cut his throat!

With a fixed look in his eyes, he tapped his left foot to the ground, stopped the momentum of his body, and stepped heavily on the ground with his foot. The spear that had been piercing straight turned into a stick, and made a 180° sweep on the spot!

Are the two on the left and right making such a big move?
Of course not, but... if the roles were reversed, he definitely wouldn't just ambush these few people!

Facts have proved that his consideration is not wrong!

As soon as he stood firm, four figures came from behind him!

But this group of well-trained guys are all carefully selected according to their bodies and specialties. After training in a cruel and outrageous way, maybe only three or five of a hundred people can last to the end. And there may be only one finished product.Those who can persevere from this high elimination rate can serve as a follower and go out on missions with their teammates. After hundreds of times of training, they are qualified to go out on missions alone!
Such an existence..would be threatened by a simple sweep?
After going through such iron-blooded and cruel training, some of their physical strengths and advantages were brought into full play.When fighting, they often give some masters unexpected blows.This is also the existence that they can survive under the repulsion and attack of many forces!
The first dwarf didn't panic at all when he saw the spear attacking him, his body paused in mid-air strangely, and when the spear flew past him, he continued to move forward as if nothing had happened

The second dwarf is like a fish, his body has a 45-degree tilt, and it seems that he just twisted his body to avoid the deadly weapon

third fourth
In less than a second before and after, the six dwarves showed their magical powers and all avoided it!
And the nearest dwarf has arrived in front of Emondel!
But Emondel's military service of nearly 300 years was not given in vain!

When the Bing Lightning Spear swept towards the penultimate person, the Bing Lightning Spear had gradually dimmed, and when it reached the last one, there was basically only a dim phantom

Insufficient energy supply?

Emmond sneered
seven?

He was not afraid when he fought against 300 people with [-] people in the God of War Guards!

I don't know when the cloak was already in his hands.
When the dwarf holding the scimitar was less than a meter away from him with his small emotionless eyes staring, Emondel blocked the cloak in his hand in front of him
The figure that was approaching his old age suddenly disappeared from the sight of the six dwarves

There was a hint of anger in the dwarf's eyes.

Are the opponent's actions meaningless?
of course not!

Lost the other party's vision, the ghost knows whether it is a knife, a gun, or a mosaic that greets him under the thin fabric!
But he can't retreat either!

The most important thing in a battle is momentum

Especially when the number of one's own side is still superior, to retreat...is to show weakness!

It's good to be comrades-in-arms with those guys around me, but more of them are opponents!

After all, what is the difference between a killer who doesn't want to rise and a tool man? !

But being forced forward doesn't mean he's going to hit it head on.
Don't you still have weapons?
That cloak is a good barrier, it can prevent him from seeing the opponent's position
But in the same way, the other party couldn't see his position either!
Since the other party propped up the cloak with his arms...then the best 'strike point' appeared!
After tapping the ground lightly with the toes, the body less than one meter seemed to 'fly'

The scimitar swung vigorously towards the raised arm.
he is fast

very fast!
But someone is faster than him!

A dagger made of unknown metal stabbed towards his jumping figure quietly but like lightning approaching!

The dwarf wants to hide, but the man is in mid-air
The dwarf wanted to block, but his arm was just charging

He could only grow his mouth in horror, and let out a piercing sound in despair.
"Save 'poof' me"

Seeing the short blade that easily penetrated his body, the dwarf moved his mouth, but he didn't say anything, he could only roll his eyes, and waited angrily for reincarnation
"The first one." Without even pulling out the dagger, Emondel pushed the cloak forward and moved his body back a step

then
Both fists pinched towards the empty front!

'laugh! '

After a sound of cutting came, the second dwarf came and cut a gap big enough for his body to pass through the cloak directly.

But before he could make any unnecessary movements, a pair of fists that were as big as his head were already approaching his head!

It's like hitting a rotten tomato

That small head turned into a pile of smelly fragments and liquid splashes!

"The second one." Before even wiping off the blood and other liquids that jumped onto his face, Emondel took a step back again, and the disdain on his face became even stronger after seeing Alva who was still standing there
"Hehehe, the one who laughs last is the one who laughs the best." Alva stood where he was, with no intention of making a move.

Because the third dwarf is coming!
Then, the faint smile on his face froze.

Emundel, who was obviously still talking to him just now, raised his pointed combat boots directly above his head!

Extremely hot-eyed fighting force!

By the way, this old guy is wearing red.
"嗤~" There was another tearing sound, and the third dwarf was still holding the knife with both hands and waving it downward.

He felt a big foot attacking his skull!

Well, correct me, the one just now is not like rotten tomatoes, because at least he still has some lumps

And this one.
Except for blood, there is nothing else, because... that guy's entire head was smashed into the chest cavity!
"The third one." Shaking his neck, the old-fashioned guy continued
With the seven dwarves, it is easy to form an encirclement circle that makes it impossible for him to get out.

But after the opponent has already fallen three and will never stand up, if there are only four left, will he still think about so much work?
Alva watched this scene with cold eyes, the reality made him unable to refute the other party
He tried to swear but that looked more like a show of weakness

So he thought of a quicker way that would allow him to vent his anger
"You're dead as a nouveau riche dog!"

But will Emondel get used to him?

"I've heard this sentence many times." He dug his ears and said angrily

"Especially you, twice."

(End of this chapter)