Chapter 444 Retreat the Enemy (Happy New Year)

"Fuck you, awesome!"

This is the first time the ex-Hydras have followed Fisher. They all thought that Fisher was just an ordinary earth man with hundreds of millions of people. He would have more girlfriends and more subordinates. , And now, looking at Fisher standing in front of him with a sword like a god, the shock in the hearts of the Hydra can't be added, and even those soldiers who had assassinated Fisher have begun to kneel on the ground and begin to repent.

The old Atlas subordinates have an expression that I know, especially some of the old subordinates who followed Fisher to space and fought aliens, and went down to Earth to fight monsters. They have long suspected that their bosses have something hidden.

The missionary standing high above Fisher opened his mouth and forgot his words for a while. Originally, he wanted to use a bang on the stage to scare the humans on the opposite side, and finally told them in an understatement that today is your day of death. , but now, his banging appearance was interrupted by an iron-headed baby, and the subordinates he originally called were also wiped out cleanly. The king, and behind him, is a flaming golden light and shadow holding a sword, with a posture of contemplating the world.

"Who are you?" The missionary's first reaction was whether it was an old friend from his past, an old acquaintance. After all, he can survive, and those old friends have some methods that are normal.

From some perspectives, the missionary is really a hero in troubled times. He was born in the Forerunner capital planet Ai Qiumin. He is a proper person and lived well in the first half of his life. He led the Forerunner army to fight in the north and south, and some The beautiful wife and little fan girl have also suffered various hardships, and his relationship with the great general of the ancient human beings is also good. If the protagonist of this book is the forerunner, the missionary must also be the leading man.

As the forerunner who broke the wrist with the ancient humans, and also the winner, the missionary's force value is naturally not weak, but perhaps it is too scary that Fisher turned around and showed his sword, so the missionary did not directly attack, but Going to try to test him.

"Fisher Adams, he's just a nobody!" Fisher was leaning on a big sword with an expert attitude.

"Human? Impossible, your skills are considered a good player among ancient humans, and it is impossible to appear on degenerated humans! Tell your true identity! Otherwise, you will taste the wrath of the forerunners! "

"Uh, okay, actually, my name is Hu Tutu. I live in Building No. 1, Tuandou Garden. Everyone also calls me Brother Tutu!"

"You!" The missionary really believed it at first, but when he saw the playful eyes of the other party, he realized that the other party was lying to him!

"Okay, we have time to talk about your identity slowly!"

The missionary straightened up, two lightsabers flanking his arms, followed by a larger number of Prometheus knights behind him.

Without any order to start a battle, the missionary who was shaped like a cannonball shot out at a terrifying speed, two lightsabers crossed, and they slashed towards Fisher like lightning.

Duang!

The blade of the sword of victory collided with the opponent's lightsaber, and the two energies collided violently, generating a circular shock wave, which then pushed the surrounding and popped out. round crater.

Fisher blocked the opponent's lightsaber, then rotated his body and swung the big sword, dexterously like a dancing butterfly, stabbing the missionary's chest with the blade of hot psionic flame, and when the missionary blocked, He withdrew the blade again, and accurately placed it on the opponent's arm armor, pulling a scratch on it.

The missionary's lightsaber also tore a hole in Fisher's waist and abdomen. The vibrating gold armor is not invincible in all realms. Fortunately, when Fisher usually goes to bed, he will wear a nano-inner suit. lining.

The two fought hundreds of moves in tens of seconds, and the legion that was beating the Prometheus knights could not guarantee that their processors could capture every frame of the fight between the two sides.

After another fight, Fisher, who lost his strength, released a flash of lightning from his backhand, forcing the missionary back.

"Hehe, good combat skills, I take back what I said before, even if you are in the forerunner warrior class, you are also one of the best masters. If the ancient humans had a role like you in those days, I am afraid that the war will continue for hundreds of years!"

"Really!" Fisher took a deep breath, looked at the dozen or so extra holes on his body, and pulled a sword flower with the sword of vowed victory.

"If the ancient humans had a role like me back then, I'm afraid the war would end in another way, such as Ai Qiumin who was smashed to pieces?"

"Humph! If there are people like you, then I will completely wipe out the ancient human beings!"

"But your wife doesn't agree!"

"A woman's opinion, she always thinks that the human being she loves is special. When I capture Chackham, her heart will be broken, but human beings are the pests in this universe, and they should follow those Like a goddamn pioneer, leave together!"

The missionary, who was getting more and more angry, grabbed his right hand and wanted to pull Fisher in front of him, so that he could feel what anger is. As a result, Fisher also launched the psychic field, and the power of the two collided. , a muffled thunder exploded in the air.

The force field distorted the space, pulling ripples out of the space to the extent visible to the naked eye, and finally exploded again, forcing the two back.

The missionary wanted to attack again, but suddenly stopped, and then looked at the sky in the distance. Fisher shouted for a good opportunity, condensed his light spear, and prepared to stab the opponent with salted fish. As a result, the missionary retracted into the core without even looking at it. The light spear hit the core shell, blasting a psionic storm, smashing the surrounding Prometheus knights.

"You are very strong, human, but next time, there will be no chance!" Ignoring his own men, the missionary controlled the core to fly into the distance, leaving everything behind.

And Fisher also spit out a mouthful of blood, and then accumulated spiritual energy again, releasing a shining javelin, destroying all the remaining Prometheus knights.

"Damn, you can't beat each other if you don't open up!" Looking at the direction the missionary left, Fisher spit out bloody spit again, and then his legs softened and he fell to the ground.

"Medic!" Seeing Fisher do it, the legion hurried forward to hand over the nutrient solution, and then shouted medic loudly.

"It's okay, I just have an internal injury, just take it easy, Legion, order the front line to shrink, the Covenant fleet is estimated to be able to operate!" Fisher arranged a few orders, and then lay down on the stretcher with a relaxed face, Ren Ren Carry yourself back to the barracks by the medics.

Happy New Year everyone!