Chapter 512: Dance

The provocation was over, and the battle was about to begin. Facing a group of guards who charged madly, Punk immediately used the movement speed given by "Super Swiftness" to move nimbly.

In fact, with the ability of the "Red Ruby Necklace", Punk has superimposed ten layers of magic protection on himself. With such a frenzied defensive ability, even if Punk stands in place as a fort to resist the desperate efforts of a group of formal guards Attack doesn't matter either.

But Punk doesn't intend to fight like that. On the one hand, he doesn't want to expose his invincible and terrifying defensive power at the same level. On the other hand... he wants those guards, including Bartos, to seriously chase him and fight him." Smile," it's still important to give them the illusion that "we hurt each other."

As a result, facing the enemies who drew out all kinds of weapons and rushed towards them at high speed, the punk with a sneer at the corner of his mouth rushed directly into the more than twenty guards face to face, carrying the afterimage of lavender brilliance in the air. Like a fleeting breeze, with the reflexes of those formal-level professionals, only a vague afterimage can be seen.

But no matter how he couldn't react, he still had to swing the sword that should be swung.

Seeing Punk rushing towards him, a strong warrior running in the front cut out the ax without hesitation:

"Drink! Go to hell, mage!"

"boom"!

The broad ax wrapped in a khaki-colored grudge slashed in the air like a roaring storm, and the attack on the ground caused the already shattered floor to shatter like an explosion.

But... the ferocious eyes of this combatant turned into unbelievable horror in the next second. He only saw that the enemy he should have been slashed by him was just a vanishing afterimage. The mage in the robe has already easily bypassed his axe and stood behind him.

"too slow"!

This is like the sound of death coming from the icy abyss, and that faint word is simply telling the truth rather than ridiculing. In fact, no one thinks that punk needs to ridicule anything. As he said, Whether it's a warrior who just chopped out a heavy ax or a guard who just reacted, they are too slow in front of the punk master's reaction speed and movement speed.

So, what happens to slow enemies in combat?

The answer is simple, just death!

The fighter with the heavy axe had only time to make one attack in vain, and this was the last attack left in his life. When Punk bypassed the blade of the axe, there was only one left where he was just now. Floating little ball of light......

"boom"! !

"First"!

The icy counting sound was mixed with the deafening explosion, and the flesh and blood splashing like flowers all over the sky and the splashing purple light and shadow formed the background behind Punk. Punk's ice-colored pupils are deeply imprinted into the souls of everyone present.

These official-level professionals are all threatening to "smile", and the punk killing feast has just begun.

After killing the first enemy with a random spell, Punk moved at high speed again with almost no pause, and in the next second, dozens of throwing weapons with powerful grudges and several huge fireballs smashed together Where punk just stood.

It has to be said that this team of more than 20 formal-level professionals cooperates quite tacitly. Several vindictive blades are caught in the fireball very inconspicuously, and almost all the binding spells are aggressive one step ahead. The spell reaches the location of the attack.

But... this method alone is obviously not enough to compete with master-level powerhouses, and it seems that these official-level guards obviously do not have the experience of fighting master-level powerhouses (if they have encountered master-level enemies, they would have already fought against them) Killed cleanly), otherwise they should know - their attacks are far more futile than they imagined!

At this time, the battlefield on Punk's side can be said to be brilliance, explosions and roars, all kinds of vindictive slashes and spells explode at the same time, and the cracks in space will reappear in less than a second after each self-healing.

But... even with such a dense attack, these enemies are like Punk said - too slow!

Like a flower-piercing butterfly, his body flickers in the storm formed by spells and vindictiveness, no matter how the official-level mage guards release spells one after another, no matter how the berserk warriors slash non-stop, no matter how the broken sand and stones splash... to So far, Punk, who moves fast with the speed brought by "Super Swiftness", has not been attacked by any attack even if he touches it. Predicted by him and changed the route in advance, every tiny grain of sand was blown away by the explosive wind.

As a result, the battle of more than twenty guards at this time is like capturing a lavender flash with countless powerful attacks. Even if the ground is burning and the space is broken, the lightning will still swim freely in the courtyard.

Compared with Punk's easy battle, the situation of these guards is much more miserable. Their protection is a joke in front of master-level spells, and they may be seriously injured if they are slightly affected, not to mention that Punk's attack is so accurate that it can be called It's frightening, every shot of "kinetic energy blast" will almost accurately paste on the face of a professional.

The result is that when the light and shadow that Punk said is fleeting around a professional guard, accompanied by a roaring explosion, a "humanoid object" whose entire upper body is shattered will be thrown out in the shock wave ,

"Second, third, fourth... twenty-third, twenty-fourth, last"!

"boom"!

In this way, accompanied by twenty-five loud explosions that almost never stopped, the various attacks flying on the battlefield became less and less, and the voice of Punk counting the numbers in a low voice became more and more clear...

Twenty-five seconds after the start of the battle, as Punk's "last" icy words spit out softly, the roar of spells stopped abruptly, and the noisy and roaring battle field became silent again, and the group that surrounded Punk just now All the official-level guards... have turned into broken corpses scattered on the ground...

Seeing that all the official-level guards had turned into minced meat covering the ground, Punk let out a long sigh of relief at this moment. It took a full twenty-five seconds for Punk to finally solve the big trouble that Punk was most worried about. .

I have to admit that during the twenty-five seconds, Punk had to pay attention to the movements of any enemy and think about whether any spell would affect "Smile". During this period, his spirit was always tense. Now the power is finally over, but Punk's mood is still very unhappy!

Next, he wanted to solve the culprit who caused the trouble - Bartos!

"Okay, the warm-up is over, next... Huh"?

He involuntarily made a sound of surprise, and carefully perceived the position of Bartos who had disappeared, and a bit of astonishment appeared on Punk's cold face.

Because... In Punk's perception, the aura representing Bartos is rapidly moving away from the arena at a faster speed than when it came. In just twenty-five seconds, Bartos showed no signs of stopping. Toss was about to run out of Red Roy City...

There is no need to doubt at all, the fact before Punk is that when his subordinates are fighting desperately, Bartos... just ran away without hesitation!

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