Two-Dimensional Alien Species: Human Security Agency

A dozen or so parts can make up such an air cannon, so wouldn't this hill-like part allow him to make a Gundam? ! ! This kind of strength actually still shouts and pretends to be new and rookie.

Obscene, so obscene! ! Everyone agrees with Katherine's point of view at this moment.

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Chapter 71 Python Cannon

In fact, this is a misunderstanding by everyone. Rosenborg is not deliberately pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but his original character is just that cowardly. What Catherine didn't like was his wretched and wretched appearance. If he was as black-bellied and pretending as others thought, maybe she would think highly of him.

"I underestimated you." Galava, who had wiped a handful of blood on his waist, stood up with a solemn expression.

"That... I'm sorry..." Fatty saw his eyes look over and shrank back into the machine pile under him. The body that was almost buried was only left with the top of his head. A moment of silence.

After putting his head down for a while, Rosenborg found that Galava on the opposite side was not moving, and subconsciously felt that something was wrong. He carefully stretched his head out again and glanced over there. It was this look that made him almost die. When your opponent suddenly ignores you in the duel, there are only two situations. First, he is cowardly, and second, he is holding back his big moves.

Galawa is obviously not cowardly, so the rest of the situation must be the second! I saw a faint blue breath visible to the naked eye rising from the skin of his whole body and slowly flowing, and a large python swam up from the ground along his body, straddling the nape of his neck, head on his left arm, and tail. Wrap the right limb.

"Is it haunted by a python?" Wanxiang Palace chuckled, "Little Fatty is going to be unlucky."

"It's not necessarily who will be unlucky." The imaginary number space, who had been holding his breath, pushed back without hesitation.

The python-riddled Galava moved again, rabbit knee! The same action, but a different power, blue arrogance covered the whole body, and the surrounding air became distorted. The little fat man didn't dare to move, his hands danced again, the heavy artillery on the ground raised his head again, and an identical air cannon attacked the incoming Galawa. It was as if everything had been repeated a few seconds ago, but this time with a completely different outcome.

This time, Galava did not roll to avoid, but slammed into it. The compressed air burst in the air and caused a whirlwind, but Galava, covered in blue flames, came out of the storm, in a rabbit knee pose. constant. He smashed that bubble!

Galava's domineering offensive also surprised Rosenborg. With his wretched personality, he never imagined that someone would smash the attack and continue the attack. Shouldn't it be tactical avoidance and detour at this time? ! But anyway, Galawa dashed in! Having entered the inside of the hill-like mechanical circle, this knee will hit the little fat man's face hard without any accident.

What would it feel like to have a knee that smashed an air cannon into the face? Rosenborg didn't know, and didn't want to know at all. For this reason, his hand moved frantically again, and the empty cannon fell directly to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Have you given up resistance?" Galava's knee had already hit Rosenberg's face, but although Rosenberg kept moving his fingers, he did not make any effective resistance at all. One person makes such a judgment.

"No, not yet!" The companion next to him shouted. Yes, not yet! One meter, half a meter, ten centimeters, Galawa stopped at 5 centimeters. Of course, he did not choose to be merciful, but was stopped! What can calmly stop the rabbit knee that can smash the air cannon at a distance of 5?

"Map the iris!" One person suddenly exclaimed. Then everyone took a closer look, and sure enough, around Rosenberg, they saw an inconspicuous film of various colors slowly changing like soap bubbles.

The full name of the mirrored iris is the thirteenth type of the mirrored enchantment defense technique: iris. This is a tactical defense technique widely used by major organizations. There is no obvious enchantment or light and shadow effect, but it can do a good defense against physical and mysterious attacks. Moreover, the shape of the iris can be adjusted, and in some cases, it can temporarily act as a seal. Basically, every organization's action group will use it.

That's right, the action group, because its performance corresponds to its huge size. Even now, the 22nd type of minicomputer that has reached the magic modification still has the size of two cabinet air conditioners, and there is almost no way to use it in actual combat, so it is called a tactical defense technique. To make this thing work, there must be tactical arrangements in advance.

After a stalemate for about two seconds, the rabbit knee, whose kinetic energy had been consumed by the air cannon, was really unable to hold the thin iris in front of Rosenborg. go back. Get ready to strike again!

Just as he was taking another step forward, a blue grid suddenly stopped in front of him.

"Blue maglev net!" Another exclamation made everyone understand that the iris had already appeared, but the little fat man didn't mean to stop at all, what the **** he did. The blue maglev net, Yi Nian likes to call it a magnetic storm coil, it is a defensive device like the iris, but its protective power is weaker than the former, but it has a corresponding attack power, high-frequency oscillating current thread, At the same time, it has the characteristics of cutting and high pressure.

Sure enough, facing the dense power grid in front of him, Galava didn't have any good countermeasures. He rushed forward and stopped suddenly, and could only retreat and retreat from Rosenberg's Mechanical Mountain. The movement between this blow made everyone silent. If the air cannon at the beginning just made everyone's eyes shine, then the iris and blue maglev net really made everyone pay attention to the little fat man in front of him. . In such a short period of time, can he break through the two defenses he built? Will there be a third after two?

Galawa also had a serious face, and he tossed and turned cautiously, looking for the possibility of attack, but not to mention the omnidirectional iris inside, even the blue maglev net was changing its orientation with Galava's movement. Although it is not as flexible as Galava, it is better than the large area of ​​this thing. A wall can generally be moved around even if there is no change, it can stop the general in front of Galava.

"This..." Rosenberg's behavior has already caused everyone to not know how to evaluate it. The two layers of defensive techniques used to protect the building are put on the body, and there is still no chance of attacking the opponent. It's too much. Believe in Galava's attack power? But if the opponent doesn't take the initiative to attack, your slow blue maglev net might still hit someone?

Obscene! Really obscene! After much deliberation, only Catherine's comments are the best way to describe their mood.

Galava doesn't have the time to think about the style of the opposite Rosenberg, because he is in a deadlock now, no matter how vulgar or tough. If you can't get in, try something else.

Sitting down to prepare, Galawa stood abruptly from the constant speed change, grabbed his left wrist with his right hand, and the illusory python that wrapped around his arms began to stray, twisting from right to left. Tight like a compressed spring, it completely wrapped Galava's hand.

Python Cannon! On the fully straightened left hand, the tightly wrapped blue python starts to light up from the tail, and the whole hand is slowly lighted up like a cannon barrel. , Even though about ten meters apart, Rosenborg could feel Galava's powerful charge.

"His—" The blue python said, and a group of blue brilliance rushed towards the grid of the same color with a sharp long hiss. The moment he saw the blue light group, Rosenberg's pupils condensed. His hands were cramping like crazy movements.

The originally loose blue power grid was adjusted in an instant. It was tightened and approached, and there was almost no space between the woven wires and the wires. The blue maglev net spanning five or six meters was pulled into a cloth surface of only 30 centimeters square and stopped in front of the python gun.

"Bang——" The strongest explosion sounded since the start of the war. The two conical shock waves gushed out at the same time as they collided.

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Chapter 72: The Victory of the Wretched Stream

"Bang——" The collision between the python cannon and the blue maglev net was like a fireworks explosion, the crystal blue python gun exploded into a piece of debris, and the light curtain stretched by the blue maglev net was blown up again. It turned into a chaotic blue electric wire. It looks really magnificent.

Underneath this magnificence is a highly concentrated energy. The crystal blue debris falls to the ground as dark traces everywhere, and the electric wire directly plows out traces.

Didn't it break? It was only the blue maglev net that stopped this python cannon, and even the iris was not shaken, and Galava felt a little regretful in his heart. But if you can't break it once, then do it again. Without the slightest shake, the blue light gathered from the snake's tail again.

Rosenborg looked at the chaotic fireworks in front of him, and his heart was also cool. He knew better than anyone how defensive the blue maglev nets gathered just now. That shot should catch up with the main gun of the light tank. Pieces of debris fell on the iris, and a squeaking sound was heard, which also made his forehead jump.

Seeing that Galava was posing for a power attack again, Rosenborg also hurriedly gathered up the messy blue maglev net, but this time the recharging of the python gun seemed to be much faster. That iconic sound Rosenberg's power grid was only just strained when the long hiss sounded, and it looked slack. If last time it was a blue light curtain like satin, this time there is still a thin eye hole at most, it can be regarded as a sweater.

The little fat man's sweat was about to flow into his eyes, but to his surprise, the impact of this blow on the power grid was far smaller than he expected. Although the power grid was also swayed away, at most it changed It's sparse, and the last time it exploded into a sky full of fireworks didn't happen again.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another long hiss sounded, and the little fat man didn't have time to wipe off his sweat, and began to manipulate the grid assembly again. Galava took the initiative to reduce the charge, and exchanged less power for faster speed. The continuous long hiss continued to sound without stopping, shaking Rosenberg's blue maglev net again and again.

"What's the point of Galawa doing this?" This confrontation has lasted for nearly half a minute, and Galava has already fired hundreds of python cannons after speeding up. Everyone can see the exhaustion and weakness on his face, even if the power drops, hundreds of Taos will still be greatly consumed. But even so, there was no sign of breaking the blue maglev net. Rosenberg was in a state of embarrassment, but every time the blue maglev net caught up. What if they waited for hundreds of python cannons to blast away the blue maglev net? There is an iris behind it, did Galava still have strength at that time?

So it is not surprising that some people have raised such a question. A meaningless offensive is useless to maintain it, and no matter how thorough the initiative is, if it cannot be won, it is meaningless. Xie Zhifei was the same, turning his head to look at Ji Qinger beside him. Only at this time did he realize that among the people in the room, he was able to speak, besides Ji Qinger, there was only Agrace... Well, maybe there was another Catherine.

"Pay attention to his position." Ji Qinger replied when she saw Xie Zhifei's eyes. Xie Zhifei only noticed at this time that Galava, who seemed to be standing still and releasing the python cannon, had actually turned around 30 degrees, but his arm was also tilted, and every punch was still moving towards the same direction. The place flew away, so people didn't notice his movements.

Xie Zhifei instantly understood Galava's purpose, breakthrough and close combat! Although most of the time he used python cannons to attack, he was always a close combat fighter. From the very beginning, his thinking has not changed, that is, to bypass the blue maglev net, and then stand close to him and smash the iris! But Rosenberg kept chasing after him by adjusting the position of the grid, making his detour impossible to implement, so he dragged the grid in place.

Xie Zhifei, who understood everything, hurriedly turned to look at Rosenborg, the little fat man was covered in oil and sweat, and his already greasy complexion became even paler. Did he see it too? But even if it is seen, there is no way. Xie Zhifei immediately understood Rosenberg's situation.

The iris has a good defense against physics and mystery, but it's only good. If this all-round defense is still strong, how inexplicable is it? A strong muscle-strengthening power user, with one on his back, wouldn't that crush all remotes? Galawa's python cannon blue maglev net can hold up, but how long can the iris hold up? Even if he understood Galawa's idea of ​​bypassing the grid and raiding, Rosenberg dared not take the initiative to remove the grid first. Otherwise, the iris will be instantly submerged by the overwhelming python cannon.

The so-called Yang Conspiracy is the general trend that even if you see through it, there is no way to change the result. In this case, the only thing you can do is to abandon the car and protect the handsome. But this time there is no car for Rosenberg to abandon, both sides are handsome. Either way you lose. Xie Zhifei had already made such a definition in his heart.

But I felt that something was wrong. The reason for this wrong was Catherine's previous remarks, "It's still so wretched. It's not impossible to win if you fight honestly." Xie Zhifei, who had faced Catherine in front of the Ant Mound, knew how powerful Catherine was, and she was also a colleague in the imaginary space. She should be the most aware of Rosenborg's methods, but she still said that she could win even in a head-on fight.

In other words, the little fat man can win, but where is the point of winning? Although his wretched double defense is disgusting, even he doesn't have much confidence to break through. But how does light defense win? You can't kill someone if Voldemort doesn't shoot...

Wait... wretched... turtle defense... this kid is holding back his big move! Whoever doesn't read and enlarge the trick after opening Invincible is an idiot! But what is this kid's ultimate move? !

"Hey, do you think that the kid has fewer parts?"

"Yes, that mountain is a little thinner, but a little taller." The voice of the discussion came from the side. Xie Zhifei also looked at the little fat man's feet. Then, in a mess of parts, a thick black bracket was vaguely seen, and then turned around, thirty degrees, brackets, brackets, brackets... a total of twelve brackets!

"Yanxing Cannon!" Xie Zhifei almost groaned.

Sure enough, as soon as he said these words, everyone including the imaginary space suddenly stood up. Looked towards Rosenberg. There is no lack of good eyes in the crowd, and there is no lack of knowledge about weapons. Immediately, it was judged that what Xie Zhifei said was true. Then another burst of cold sweat! Even everyone in the imaginary space is no exception. What Rosenborg carries are all parts, and it may be different every time. No one can recognize it until he assembles it. This time, this guy is so crazy that he even brought in this kind of stuff? ! It's already a foul.

Galawa couldn't hear the outside voice, otherwise he knew about the existence of the Annihilation Star Cannon. But at this time, he felt that his preparation was enough. The power grid has been thrown away by him, and the angle and distance are sufficient. Another python cannon blasted out, and the whole person rushed forward with the blue light group.

The big python that was tightly wrapped around his left arm expanded, like a large spring, wrapping him around in circles. The snake's head is bladed, shaped like a shuttle, and the highly compressed energy has almost reached the point of materialization, as transparent as a crystal. Galawa, who completed the transformation, displayed an attack that made everyone's heart palpitate.

Stepping forward a few meters, then the giant python that circled around jumped out like lightning, and the blade-shaped snake head instantly slammed into the iris across a distance of nearly ten meters with a screeching sound of breaking through the air.

The rainbow-colored film only lasted for less than a breath under this shocking attack, and then it shattered into pieces. The snake-shaped shuttle dart then shot at the little fat man with unabated power. Everyone thought that this time Rosenborg would lose, and even if the arena could save his life, there was absolutely no chance of a comeback.

The snake mark ran through the little fat man's body with an indomitable castration, bringing out a sound of gold and iron symphony. But no blood came out. There was only a piece of pitch-black steel left in his original place, and the blue python that had drilled a hole retreated back to Galava, the iris disappeared, and the blue maglev net also disappeared. All the loose parts were blown away with one blow, leaving only a huge black cannon with a hole in it.