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Chapter 341 Fighting the death knell again

The green light energy simulated by the lamp ring condensed into the shape of the sword blade and formed in Eric's hand. The green light of the star dot surrounds the sword body as the center. The concrete blade and the physical long sword in the Death Knick's hand suddenly bumped into each other, and sparks fell together with the green light.

"You are really weaker, little dear." Death Knook laughed softly, "If it were you in the last time, even with the strengthening of this set of armor, I wouldn't have a chance of winning. Speaking of which, you have worked hard for this team, I really don't know...what would you think when you knew you had been cheated from the beginning."

"What does it mean?" Eric asked.

Death Bell swung open Eric's green sword blade with a sudden force, and the tip of the sword turned and pointed directly at Eric's forehead.

"It means you never belonged to this team!" Death Knell shouted while swinging his sword, "You have been just an outsider from the beginning... You should even stand on the opposite side of the suicide squad in terms of standpoint."

"Clam!"

The sword he had cut down with all his strength was firmly held by the transparent shield condensed in the air in the middle of the journey. Eric said lightly: "Ah, I know."

The green light shot out of the simulated lamp ring turned into the shape of a fist again in the air, and punched Deathkiller on the cheek with a whistling through the air. The concrete fist hit the metal armor with a crisp sound. Deathkiller stepped back and stood still, and looked at Eric unexpectedly.

"You know?"

"I've noticed a little bit." Eric said lightly, "I'm not an idiot. I can tell that I don't belong to this team."

"Then why stay?"

"I don't know, I just instinctively want to stay." Eric said, "I think what I must say is probably... because when I have nowhere to go, the team left me a place."

Death Knell snorted, obviously disagreed with this sentimental statement.

For Death Knives, if there is anything worth fighting in this haunted world, then there is only the only thing that everyone believes in - money. Money is the foundation of everything. Those so-called righteousness, feelings, etc. are just naive fantasies. For people like Death Knives, they are not as valuable as a box of gold bars.

"Naughty thoughts."

He commented coldly, and the Death Bell kicked and rushed up again. The exoskeleton armor on his body also looked extremely light and agile. With the increase of the power system, he felt like a wind was coming under his feet, like a cheetah sprinting at full speed.

Eric raised his hand and picked up a Gatlin. The dense green bullets poured towards the death bell that was sprinting like a storm. However, the death bell was not afraid at all, and there was no pause at all. The sword blade in his hand swung into a large airtight net. The sword light that was so fast that it was domineeringly intercepted all the bullets that were shot at him. The moment each green bullet hit the blade, it had a crisp "ding" sound, and then it dissipated into the air.

The two swords of Death Knives danced together, and the arms dancing at high speed seemed to have disappeared. The sword light seemed to form an absolute defense that was airtight, blocking all the bullet rains.

Eric curled his lips.

Since that's the case, how do you block this?

The sharp sound of breaking through the air was mixed with the "thump" sound of the machine gun. The missile dragged the green tail flames and roared towards the death bell. The pupils under the death bell shrank, and the running footsteps suddenly stopped. The body turned, and he turned his head and redirected his direction to avoid it. The missile exploded at the position he was just a few seconds ago. The gravel that exploded on the ground was thrown high into the air seven or eight meters high, sprinkling like raindrops.

But that's not over yet. Eric yelled, and more diverse missiles, bullets and beams poured away. The green light seemed to form a covered curtain, and you almost couldn't avoid it in front of it.

The small black dot tore the green light, and the death bell finally rushed out! He really rushed out like a Terminator with rounds of bombardment and tinnitus explosions. His armor was damaged, and even his helmet seemed to be cracked. But he still did not stop and rushed to Eric in front of him fiercely. His sword was so fast that it almost melted into part of the gust of wind.

The green light force field of the body protection was cut open, and the sword blade passed by Eric's armor. Death knives grabbed the opportunity for this moment. At a few seconds before the cut force field was restored, he directly pressed the gun on Eric's body within a few seconds, and the armor-piercing bullets shot out from zero distance. The powerful impact shocked the gun chamber exploded on the spot, but the bullet did break through the armor and injured Eric's body, causing him to fall to the ground half-kneel.

"Compared with the past, you are indeed much weaker." Death knelled coldly and raised the blade again. "You are now, your fighting consciousness is like a child, and your imagination is irresistible. I almost don't feel any glory at all when you defeat you and you now."

Unexpectedly, Eric, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly rose up and dragged the dragon fist with the green light belt and beaten Death Killer hard on the face. The mask, which had already cracked, broke and blood beads spilled. Death Killer raised his head and fell to the ground with a "ah".

"You overlooked a part," Eric gasped, clenched his fist, with a green ring attached to the back of his fist, "that's that I have my fist."

Death Killing shook his head and was about to get up, and his eyes seemed a little dizzy. Eric said nothing, and punched him unceremoniously as the part of his helmet that broke. He immediately made his eyes dark and he completely fainted.

"You're lucky, you should be able to smash the heads of ordinary people now." Eric gasped, "But you just can't die, right?"

However, after fighting at this moment, he had almost consumed it. At this moment, due to amnesia, the nerve links of the armor were in a very unstable state. The direct result was that the matching degree was extremely low and the energy consumption was exaggerated. As soon as the battle ended, the tense nerves relaxed, the armor automatically entered the dormant mode and was released back on its back.

But at least it was successfully solved. Next, just find the other people in the team to leave this ghost place...

Just as he thought of this, a sudden throbbing came from deep in his heart, as if he felt a familiar and intimate aura.

The faint purple magic power rose from the ground, surrounding him like smoke. The translucent figure quietly appeared behind him, and he could even smell a faint fragrance.

The raven appeared quietly behind him, pressing his hands gently on his sun.

"Relax, Eric." She whispered, "you can rest."

It seemed that I couldn't help but relax. Eric did not resist and gently closed his eyes, feeling like he had opened his heart.
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