Chapter 471 Electric Mouse? No, It's a Railgun!

The golden and bright electric light became another spectacular sight at this night.

The darkness was torn apart, countless shining arcs filled every inch of the air, and with the loud sound of the air being whipped, thunder burst out.

Make the falling meteor roll back, make the torrent of troubled times go back, and in the burning of thunder, only those who are allowed can enter!

Large swaths of rafters were destroyed. Vlad III raised his eyes and stared at the young man with open arms in the forest. He made a hoarse voice in his throat:

"Shuo! Yue!!!"

The blazing light of the thunder reappeared. With the help of the electric beads, the young man felt the long-lost intoxication. All the magic power floating in the atmosphere was converted into thunder. He even had the energy left to accept Shuo Yue's casting, so that the magic power of the invisible material could be transformed. It has an iron-like essence, and when it collides with lightning, fine iron sand bursts out.

Under the clouds, countless bees buzzed and flapped their wings, but that was not the sound made by living things, but the destructive power revealed by the high-speed tremors of the iron sand after accepting the control of electromagnetic force!

The overwhelming black iron sand is no different from an electric chain saw rotating at a super high speed!

Crunch, crunch.

Just like being attacked by insects, the hard rafter piles melted at a speed visible to the naked eye under the impact of iron sand. Vlad III had to deploy more rafter piles to protect himself, and his face became as sinking as water.

"This is the power of Berserker..."

As a leader, how could he not feel the breath of this power?

That is exactly the ability possessed by the berserker who has mastered electromagnetics!

But now, such power no longer belongs to the black side, but falls into the hands of the assassins of the red side, revealing its sharp fangs to them!

"Ahhhhh! Jun-Eagle-!"

Wails and lamentations sounded together. In the storm of iron sand, a cavalryman staggered in the sky, and his delicate cheeks were scratched one after another. Even the eagle under the seat lost its majesty and was beaten by the iron sand. The hair was flying and the pain was excruciating.

The rafters quickly surrounded them, as if they were imprisoning Ah Fu and Hippogriff in a cage, but they steadily received the frenzied impact of the iron sand and sent them back to the ground.

"Use your books and brains, Rider, can't you even accept this attack?"

Vlad III put down his hand proudly, but at this moment, his hair stood on end.

"Do you still have the energy to distract yourself from rescuing people? Your Majesty the Grand Duke?"

The young man's sneer came from afar. Along with his words, the ocean of iron sand was stirred by invisible pillars, causing waves. As the 'clouds' flowed like angry waves, huge whirlpools emerged.

Immediately afterwards, in the burst of thunder, countless dazzling and dazzling lightning burst out from it. They gathered together and converged into a sharp and sad edge, stabbing down towards the earth!

This is the wrath of gods captured by human hands, a thunder falling as vast as the water of the Yangtze River!

"Well?!"

Faced with such a huge trick, Vlad III's heartbeat almost stopped for an instant. He waved his hand desperately, and black rafters piled up like scales covered him in front of him, but he was instantly struck by the thunder gun. Penetrating through, layer after layer, approaching his neck and head, pinning him to the turbulent battlefield!

How can this be? How could Berserker's power reach this level? !

Such doubts not only appeared in the Archduke who had his arm nailed through an emergency evasion, nor in Astolfo who withdrew the Hippogriff and had his face scratched, but also appeared in Black's Master. In the hearts of countless people paying attention to this battlefield.

As a modern heroic spirit, Frankenstein uses science to assist the creation of artificial humans with a little bit of miracles - his heritage is naturally incomparable to that of the great heroes of the Gods.

Even the famous Vlad III could barely catch up with Karna only with local bonuses, let alone Ken Niang who met a sad fate.

It was precisely because she could not withstand the pressure of fighting against heroic spirits that the members of the black team unanimously decided to put her on the battlefield of non-heroic spirits to let her consume the enemy's troops.

But now - the overwhelming thunder and the storm like an insect plague have trapped both Black's followers!

No one cares about how Shuo Yue got Frankenstein's power. What they care more about is how Shuo Yue exerted that girl's power to such an extraordinary level!

As if he has become the master of heaven and earth, the lightning flows and everything is controlled by him.

Exquisitely extract every strand of power, gather it at the side of the body, aggregate and run with current, and finally form an output that integrates all matter, all magic and all power!

Even, it is higher than that...

"Of course that's because knowledge is power."

The golden electric beads outlined the young man's smiling face. He aimed at Vlad III, who was unable to move, and slowly raised his arm.

The projection starts and the iron light is cast.

A silver coin appeared on the tip of the thumb of the fist.

"Have you heard of the Railgun?"

Breathing out the feeling of belonging to a foreigner in his heart, Shuo Yue's eyes flashed with fine electric light. In his field of vision, an electromagnetic field was formed with the distant servant as the end point.

Calculate variables, correct trajectory, and lock on target.

Now, all the thunder and lightning are gathered on his arm!

jingle.

The coin bounced up, and the golden electric light connected it with the thunder arm, pulling it into the destined launch port.

Vlad III's pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost instantly sensed the fatal crisis!

How could it be possible? The Grand Duke of Wallachia couldn't believe it.

The seemingly ordinary currency circulated in every household could make him feel like he was facing a great enemy!

What a joke!

Although he couldn't believe it in his heart, Vlad III honestly called the rafters, which surrounded him like a tortoise shell.

The next moment, the coin fell into the young man's fingertips again, and at the moment of contact, it turned into a dazzling star.

"Goodbye."

Along with the voice of the words, the destructive thunder that flew out was the beam of destruction!

The target - Astolfo!

Yes, it was not Vlad III, whose defense was impregnable, but Astolfo, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground without any defense.

It is better to cut off one finger than to hurt ten fingers!

The assassin who implemented the cold thinking would never miss the opportunity to cut off any enemy.

Such an emergency situation was unexpected not only by the Grand Duke, but also by Astolfo himself.

That was not an attack that could be blocked by the magic book, because its main body was a coin, a creation of iron.

Looking at the blazing lightning that was constantly expanding in his field of vision, there was only a blank in Astolfo's mind.

Was he going to die?

And at the last moment before his death, there was no revolving lantern of his life in his mind, but only a figure emerged.

Silver-haired, red-eyed, childlike android, his master - Sieg.

I'm so sorry, it seems that we can't see each other again...

Closing his eyes so peacefully, at the critical moment, Astolfo heard a panting shout from afar.

"Command it with the Command Spell!"

"Dodge this attack, Rider!"