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Chapter 212 screwed up

boom!

The exterior wall of the shelter was pushed down like a pile of Lego toys, and Gwen rolled out of the thick yellow dust flying all over the sky.

Gwen got up on a pile of messy bricks and coughed violently by the dust. The calm and unsuspecting old people in the shelter finally woke up like a dream. The uniformed guards symbolically pulled out their guns and shouted something a few times. Someone pulled the trigger a few times. Then they were swept away by the burly figure behind the dust, as if they were slapped flies.

The tall shadow cut open the smoke screen and walked out. The person who came was wearing a retro black armor like an ancient general, a black beard, a bald head, and a figure that was extremely strong by ordinary people. Although Gwen lowered his body and half-squatted on the ground, according to her preliminary visual analysis, even if she tried hard to straighten her back, it was probably only possible to reach the strong man's waist and abdomen.

The executioner, Amora's most faithful servant, followed her as always.

However, the last "unfortunate" experience caused the executioner to lose his most advantageous axe, so this time he had to replace a pair of muskets as weapons. They were two muskets with long and thick barrels, but the style was completely different from that of modern countries. In comparison, it felt like guns that would appear in the western United States in the last century.

Of course, it is definitely impossible to be just an ordinary gun. Every gunpowder is refined from magic and is a new weapon specially selected by Amora for the executioner. Although it is finally compared to the axe that the executioner is used to, it is also an amazingly powerful armament.

The impact of the executioner's sneak attack just now blew Gwen out of the room, and the scepter he had just grabbed also flew out of his hand. She glanced at the scepter that was about four or five positions away from her, and the two big eyes on the mask narrowed slightly.

She kicked her feet, jumped across, ready to pounce on the scepter on the ground. But the executioner saw through her intentions. He lifted the musket and pulled the trigger. The flames broke out from the barrel like a roaring fire dragon. Gwen hurriedly pulled away and avoided it. The hot air flow flew over to her face. The ground was suddenly exploded, and the scepter flew out three or five meters under the impact.

The executioner shot and approached him. Every bullet of his magical musket was as exaggerated as a cannon. Gwen flew to dodge, and could not draw his time to seize the scepter.

Wanda's eyes locked on the scepter that was flying not far away, raised his hand and released the chaotic magic, as if he had released a transparent palm from the air and grabbed the scepter. Her fingers lightly reeled, and she pulled the scepter towards her. But when she flew halfway, she was blocked by a dark green magic power. The red and green magic powers were stirred into each other, clamping the scepter in the middle.

"Sorry, little sister." Amora looked at Wanda with a cold and fierce look like a snake and scorpion, "But this is not something a child can play with."

Her hands were inconsistent gestures, and her magic power was also unpredictable. Somehow, she strangely "pulled" the scepter out of Wanda's crimson magic. The scepter was pulled by magic and rushed straight towards Amora like a sharp arrow piercing through the clouds.

Wanda responded with a sensational speed, and the spell quickly cut into an offensive. The crimson energy shot out like a water arrow, chasing the scepter away. The Chaos Magic hit the tail of the scepter when Amora reached out to hold the scepter. The sudden force exerted pushed the scepter suddenly and accelerated and flew past Amora's palm. Amora grabbed a blank hand, and the scepter inserted into the wall of the convenience store across the street with a "descendant". The tip of the scepter pierced from the inside, scaring the owner of the store pale.

"Don't be too impatient, old lady." Wanda chuckled and mocked, "You don't look very good."

Amora's face darkened, she temporarily put down her scepter and attacked Wanda with all her strength. Wanda said contemptuously, but she didn't dare to be careless when facing this top witchcraft in the divine realm, and she had all her strength to activate the Chaos Magic to deal with it.

Gwen jumped around the executioner's body, like an annoying little flea. The executioner could not spit out her musket, and could not touch her even if she waved her arms and raised her hand. But she was also annoyed by her sticky and annoying spider web, and screamed in anger, but she had no choice but to do anything to her for a moment.

Gwen took advantage of the spider silk's elastic force and jumped over the executioner's head. He saw a chance to fly and sweep him hard on his face full of flesh. But unexpectedly, his skull was surprisingly hard. This kick was like kicking Wei Ran's rock, which only shocked her instep to hurt her feet. She couldn't help but bare her teeth, and she almost couldn't avoid the other party's arm that was swept up immediately.

Gwen hurriedly turned the distance a few times and opened the distance again. The insteps of her feet felt swelling, and she felt like she was swollen. While she kept jumping and dodging under her feet, she said in surprise: "God, how do you exercise normally? To be honest, did your muscles be trained in the gym?"

The executioner screamed strangely, and the butt stock fell, but she hid it lightly.

When she faced this little witch on Earth again, Amora no longer dared to be as careless as last time. She unfolded what she had learned in her life without reservation, and threw all kinds of fancy spells towards Wanda. Wanda responded calmly, and the full of chaotic magic lingered around her body, and under her command, he dissolved most of the spells.

Wanda shook his body and avoided a spell cyclone shot on his shoulders. He raised a car from the air and wrapped in flame-like magic power to throw it at Amora. Amora made a move from the air, and a large ball of green mist shot out from the center of his palm to swallow the car. When the front of the car rushed out from the other side, it turned into a creepy beast spitting flames, and counterattacked Wanda with a hot roar.

Wanda was not panicked, and used magic to capture the monster that had mutated in the car with magic. Her palms intertwined, and the magic suddenly spitted out. The crimson light was like two invisible hands that captured the giant beast rushing towards her. Her palms were wrong, and the crimson light flashed, just like an invisible hand raising the giant beast in the air, tearing it into two halves on its left and right. However, there was no blood or any content flowing out of the broken corpse, but it quickly turned back to the broken body in a rising green smoke.

Wanda shook off the torn car, but saw that Amora had already taken the opportunity to withdraw from the battle. The God Realm Witch waved her hand from the air and recalled the scepter. She shouted at the executioner: "Executioner! Let's go!"

The silly man turned his head obediently and walked towards her. Gwen stepped forward to stop him, but was forced back by the other party with a backhand, and it was difficult to get close to him.

Amora raised her hands high and prepared to release the teleportation spell. Before leaving, she curled her lips and showed a strange and uncomfortable smile to Wanda.

"Looking forward to seeing you again, little witch."

"Wait!"

Wanda raised his hand and struck out a vortex of chaos magic, but was still one step late. The dark green smoke rose from the sky like a curtain, swallowing Amora and the executioner separately, disappearing.

"Okay...right." Gwen jumped off the crumbling street light. "It's a pity that I didn't grab that spear. But at least we have completed the task, right? At least we left Dr. Selvig."

Wanda was stunned: "Wait, where is Dr. Selvig?"

Gwen reached out to pointing to the corner of the room where the wall collapsed: "Aren't you there...?"

“…”

The two looked into the room together and remained silent for a long time.

The doctor is gone.

"...Okay, now it looks like we've messed up... right?" Gwen asked.

"It seems to be."

"Then...will he get angry when he comes back?" Gwen asked carefully.
Chapter completed!
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