Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1000: ! A seriously injured puppet master is roughly equivalent to a few ordinary evolvers?
When Bohemia stumbled out of the wooden crate, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but pinch her skin and hair carefully, and also counted the bracelets and chains on her arms. Although she didn't know exactly how many bracelets there were in Bohemia, it felt like there should be just such a large bunch - no way, after the incident just now, and knowing that Lu Ze was nearby, she now had " The authenticity of "Bohemia" is a bit shocking.
"When did you come?" Lin Sanjiu asked while checking, "How did you get put in the box?"
"I've been beaten for a long time - what are you doing!" Bohemia slapped her hand away, a little out of breath when she spoke, and her voice seemed to be much weaker. When she raised her eyes, her face turned pale: "Wait a minute, are there so many people on the opposite side? Why do they look like they are preparing for a general attack... I think I should say it carefully..."
"Shut up."
The two words "liangliang" immediately silenced her. If it weren't for the fear of the puppet master, Lin Sanjiu highly doubted that she would have run away.
After the short but fierce battle just now, many people fell in the corridor. However, a cursory scan showed that there were at least nearly twenty members left on the Night Traveling Girl side; at this time, in the corridor between the two parties, the air was faintly waving, and from time to time there was a sheen like water waves.
Behind the translucent protective layer, the petite woman spoke coldly.
"I don't know when you got together, and I don't know why you wanted to sabotage our plan to find our eternal home. But I can assure you that even for a puppet master, provoking the Night Wanderer is a difficult task. Fatal mistake." She obviously recognized Bohemia, but did not take the latter seriously. She just snorted: "Puppet Master, it's useless for you to store our attacks - Jace, show them Look at your data."
A man with **** hair responded and took a step forward in full view of everyone. He was originally standing in the third row and did not appear to be a powerful member; as soon as he lowered his hands, several thin "wires" slipped from his sleeves and immediately melted into the floor silently.
The huge golden number "136" slowly rose from the air flow trapped by the puppet master. At the same time, the same number "217" also rose from the protective layer that occasionally flashed with the luster of water.
It is obviously clear what these two numbers represent. The man named Jace smiled nervously and murmured: "You, you can think of this as a 'power value'. Except for people with much higher combat power than me, I can measure the power value of other things. ..."
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and turned his body slightly sideways, as if he planned to avoid the puppet master's gaze: "...You should also realize that the attacks you have stored cannot break our protection. ”
"We are waiting for you to unleash all your attacks. Before that, we will not even throw a fork at you." Facing the famous mad dog in the twelve worlds, the petite woman showed no fear, "... …Your ‘sea of tolerance’ should also have limits, and it is impossible to absorb our attacks infinitely.”
As if full of regret, the puppet master sighed softly. He didn't look at anyone, just looked at the suspended golden "192", and said softly: "...No matter how many times we are besieged, what I admire most is the self-confidence of you people."
The other side was silent for a moment.
"Did you see it?" The puppet master suddenly leaned towards Lin Sanjiu slightly, making her tense up subconsciously - he continued as if he didn't notice: "There is a nose in the second row that looks like A man who looked like he was being pinned down, and a woman with a potato head next to him..."
The two people named moved uneasily and angrily.
Lin Sanjiu glanced at the puppet master with some confusion. The side of his face was obscured by black hair, but you could still see the bright pink in the corners of his eyes gradually turning red - whether it was anger or excitement, it was possible for him. She lowered her gaze and found that he had held something purple in his hand that looked familiar to her.
"...Five seconds after I say start, I will stand between those two people."
"What?"
When someone on the other side shouted in surprise and anger, Lin Sanjiu almost thought it was him who shouted these two words.
"Wipe the stupidity off your face." The puppet master stood up straight with disgust on his face, without even looking at the other side of the corridor: "In these five seconds, you two can make use of yourselves."
Bohemia immediately nodded obediently, completely different from when she was in front of Lin Sanjiu.
"How to benefit-" Lin Sanjiu stopped talking and asked again: "What do you want us to do?"
The puppeteer didn't even bother to answer, he just turned his head. He turned the small purple square in his hand, suddenly twisted half of his face, and laughed softly: "Let's start."
In the next five seconds, everything was caught off guard.
At the first and second seconds, except for the slight movement of his hands, the puppeteer still stood in the same place as before, as if he had done nothing. After another second, Lin Sanjiu suddenly realized that he was using the [Photoshop CS6] that had been lent to him once - the "eraser" to wipe large areas from the center of the corridor. All eraser effects Wherever it passed, there was suddenly only a piece of ordinary, nothing-like air left, and the number 217 naturally disappeared with it.
At this time, the air currents containing various attacks in the "Hainan Baichuan" were already rolling violently. Amidst the sharp howling of the wind, the ability attack that had been stored just now suddenly scattered into countless branches, overwhelmingly attacking the other end of the corridor from all angles. The golden number 136 disappeared and scattered into numbers such as 5, 12, and 9, all rushing out together.
"Open protection——" Someone on the other side screamed.
Lin Sanjiu just turned her head towards the puppet master, but her eyes went blank at the fourth second. The puppet master who was standing next to her just now rushed to the opposite side of the corridor in an instant; like a dark sharp knife, he plunged straight and smoothly into the crowd of night-walking women. Since the attack was dispersed, their second hastily organized defense was also dispersed; once it failed to focus, it was equivalent to opening the door to the puppet master. Amidst the chaos of exclamations and collisions, countless attacks and props were directed at him——
"Consciousness!"
Lin Sanjiu shouted to Bohemia at the same time. ~IndoMTL.com~ She didn't know if the latter understood what she meant, but she didn't have time to explain - she rushed forward and knocked out all her consciousness in one breath. Only this time, the surging consciousness was not to knock down people, but to protect them; between the two sides, she couldn't tell how many blows she had received on behalf of the puppet master.
Everyone who came even a little closer to the pitch-black figure had their exclamations cut off, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into stiff bodies and flew backwards into the air. The night-walking women, who were in strict formation just now, scattered, collapsed, ran away, and cried into a ball in just a few seconds; this time was not even enough for the petite woman to issue new orders.
At the fifth second, the puppet master stopped.
He naturally stretched out his hands and caught the man and woman from behind who were trying to escape from him; then, in the corners of the puppet master's eyes, blood-red glitter appeared on his face. A half sinister smile.
"Welcome, my new doll."
Finally finished writing... Although this world is still coming to an end, I want to say in advance that after the end of Biluo Huangquan, I plan to take a break for a while, a week or two, right? Slow down, sort out your situation before starting to write, and you will often write better... By the way, the puppet master and the gift bag are really the two most difficult people to write in the apocalypse. I want to kill them, and then write Bohemian every day Ya...she is very easy to write, I don’t know why...