Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 76:

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Seeing the "robes of the law" blocked in front of zìjǐ, Wood knew that zìjǐ's return from the adventure was a failure.

But he was not reconciled.

As an ace spy, he has encountered numerous dangers in his life. The qíngkuàng like this is far from enough to be called "despair".

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the turning point to come.

For some reason, the intelligence director also came.

Furthermore, this guy actually walked loudly to a place no more than twenty steps away from Wood.

This distance, for Wood, is simply within reach!

As a high-level ranger, what he is best at is this kind of mid-range raid. At this distance, he can rush in front of the opponent with only two steps at most. And with the pace he used to sprint, he probably dashed for two or three steps, and often people had time to blink.

How long does it take to blink once?

Few people have calculated it because it is too short.

Wood felt the same way in the past, but this time, he felt that this time was still a bit too long.

It would be better if it could be shorter!

Said it's too late, it's fast, seeing that he has rushed in front of the intelligence director, and the saber on his waist has been pulled out.

Of course, he didn't rush over to make trouble with the other party, nor did he want to negotiate anything. He only planned to do one thing.

Killing!

The reason why he wanted to kill the intelligence director was a relatively minor reason. The main reason was that he felt that this person could not be retained.

A ace spy who can frame the Federation for a little jealousy. No matter how high his status is, such a guy is only suitable for a spare job, not for a key department head.

However, this guy is now in charge, and he is still in one of the most important federal departments, the intelligence department.

What's worse, this guy has been an intelligence director for more than ten years.

This is a mistake! A very serious mistake!

Wood decided to correct it.

This may be the last thing he did for the Federation, so he wants to do a good job, do piāoliàng, and don't go wrong.

For so many years, he rarely makes mistakes in tasks, and does not want to discredit zìjǐ at the last moment.

So he hopes to be faster, so fast that everyone can't react, so fast that the intelligence director can't even resist or escape, that's good!

Wood did his best, and this was the first time since he stepped into the high-end.

He was a little surprised to find that zìjǐ’s pace was faster than before, and zìjǐ’s sword was also faster than before.

It’s not much faster, but he’s already fast. On that basis, even a little bit faster is a huge improvement.

Like a 100-meter race on the earth, you can run to eleven seconds and five seconds, which is considered a professional athlete's level; eleven seconds is considered a national athlete's level; ten seconds five is a world-class athlete's level; ten The second is the level that is eligible to run into the Olympic finals; nine seconds five, at least until Sui Xiong crosses, no one on earth can achieve this result.

One hundred meters, from eleven seconds five to nine seconds five, a total of only two seconds.

The distance of twenty steps is roughly equivalent to 15 meters on the earth, less than one-sixth of a hundred meters.

At this distance, a strong man who ran to the earth enough to win all physical athletics championships and raised the world record to the point of despair for future generations, the speed of sprinting was a little faster than in the past, this What is the concept?

There is one word that fits perfectly.

Thunder can't cover your ears.

At least for the intelligence director, he is really "thunderbolt" now.

The moment Wood sprinted, he couldn't react at first. By the time he reacted, it was probably a tenth of a second, or a little longer.

fǎnzhèng, when he recovered, Wood had already rushed in front of him, and he even saw the cold light of Wood drawing his sword.

A little bit of cold light.

At this moment, the intelligence director's thoughts were almost beyond imagination. He thought of many things in a mess, but like water on the sand, it penetrated into it in an instant, leaving nothing.

He wants to react, for example, he also wears a sword, he can draw his sword to fight; for example, he carries several quite advanced magic scrolls, he can cast spells; for example, he has several Good magic items, as long as they are activated, not only can they keep zìjǐ, but they can even kill Wood.

But he just "want".

He can do nothing but think.

His body can't keep up with the speed of the spirit at all. He watched Wood rush to zìjǐ and saw him stab him with a sword; he saw that the bodyguards of zìjǐ wanted to stop, but he hadn't even had time to take a step. , The sword did not have time to pull out; seeing the deputy in charge of the spy gōngzuò was shocked and stunned; seeing the great magician that zìjǐ just contacted was first taken aback, then full of anger, and his body rose strongly. The magic fluctuates.

He also saw at least four or five magic lights rushing from all directions, probably to stop Wood; he saw that zìjǐ also had magic lights blooming, probably because the magic item used to save lives was passively activated.

But he can only "see".

It's really only "seeing".

When that bit of cold light got closer, before all the attacks and protections, and pierced his eyebrows, he even paused in his thoughts.

Yīqiē of yīqiē is meaningless to him at the moment.

Except for the cold light that is getting closer and closer.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strange feeling.

(It’s so beautiful!)

Stopped time, all kinds of magic coming from all directions, that sword is faster than any magic.

(It’s so beautiful!)

When Wood's sword pierced his eyebrows and exploded almost half of his head with a strong grudge, he was full of such thoughts.

If someone examines his corpse carefully, he will find that the expression on his face assassinated by Wood is not fear or consternation, but a sincere and pure admiration without any impurities.

The sword light is fleeting, and then there are magic lights of various colors.

Most of these magical lights fell on Wood's body~IndoMTL.com~Only one fell on the intelligence director, which complemented the light on his body.

However, it is useless, because the person is already dead.

The rays of light that attacked Wood are similar to qíngkuàng.

When the first light fell on Wood, his speed instantly slowed down, so slow that it was almost like a "freeze frame" in a film and television program.

Then, the second ray of light fell, and his face instantly turned gray, and the anger quickly peeled from him.

In the third light, half of his body became withered, and the enchanted thorn sword in his hand lost its brilliance, and even a little rust appeared.

The fourth ray of light, his eyes have completely lost the vitality, and the whole person fell sideways.

Before he fell to the ground, the fifth light had already turned him into dust.

The rest of the light that followed, all came to nothing. (To be continued.)