Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 807: Just to find the difference (2)
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From the appearance of Fording, to the conversation with the heads of the two big families, to jumping off the hillside to cause Fengshen's attack. The whole process is neither long nor short, nor short. At least, the Xingyuan Fortress should know what happened, but until now, no one from the military department has intervened.
This Whisperer Forest in front of Xingyuan Fortress seems to be quiet, but in fact it is a part of the defense zone. In addition to the two family residences of Alexander and Smith in the forest, the Federal Army's defense zone is also in it. On the west side of the forest, in one of the Smith's camps, in the only tall building, there was a man standing in front of the French windows. He wore a long, blazing flame-like coat, with deep-fitting armor inside, and black gloves and boots. The man had a short, neatly cut head, and his head and beard were gray.
He has a pair of amber eyes. At this moment, these eyes are looking out the window and the forest in the night.
A graceful woman came up.
She wore a noble dress that was out of line with the battlefield. The skirt that was cut into a fishtail shape dragged along the ground as she walked, like a real fish. She walked to the man's side, hugged him from behind and asked gently: "Aren't you going to come forward?"
"Of course not, Cersei," the man said, his voice really not pleasant, let alone so-called magnetism. The man’s voice is like the sound of iron sand being stirred and rubbed together. It is blunt, faintly sharp, and ear-piercing: "Here, Fording represents the old Horn to many degrees. This guy acts without fear. It's definitely not the kind of person who came here, and he wouldn't be guilty of condemning Mein for nothing. Since he came, it means that Mein did something that violated the rules and was caught by Fording."
"But are we not allies with the Alexander family? If at this time..."
"No, my dear." The man tapped the woman's hand: "I have already said that, that's enough. And Fording has never crossed the line, then I have no reason to interfere. Besides, if Mei Because even this thing is not handled well, then he is not qualified to be my ally."
"Well, my Lord Randy, you will always be right." The woman leaned on his back, closed her eyes and smiled.
"Of course." The man's tone was self-confident and proud, and he immediately frowned: "It's just that I can't figure out why May wants to do this."
"You mean what Fording said?"
Randy took the woman back and walked back: "I don't like Maine, he is more like a businessman than a patriarch and a warrior. But Vig got good conditions on him, so I don’t mind working with him. Up."
"Speaking of which, this is the second time he has shot the Beskard's kid. The first time is fine, but this time, I think Maine made a wrong bet. That's right, me too. I’ve heard of that little guy. The potential is good, but it’s too early to support a family. If Maine can’t wait to kill him because of this, it would break Bethkod’s century-old business. It's superficial." Randy said proudly, "Which family will put a heavy bet on a person, even if that Ellen is favored by Old Horn, I can't help that Old Horn won't do a few more preparations. Maine was also stupid, he was able to kill a few. Besides, instead of busy cutting off Bethkod’s successors, it is better to focus on his family’s business. Only if you are strong can you be truly strong. Maine Even if he doesn’t understand this truth, it’s no wonder that Bethkod kicked Alexander back to his original position as soon as he recovered."
Cersei took his arm and said: "So he can only be a businessman forever, because the businessman's eyes only see benefits, but ignore other things."
"That's right." Randy patted the woman's face happily, then kissed affectionately.
At the other end of the forest, Maine's mood is not so happy. The smell of gunpowder after the machine gun shot in the air is still wafting gently. The dual-purpose rifle equipped in the hands of the Fengshen soldier can switch between physical and magic modes. Generally speaking, there are more opportunities to use physical bullets. After all, the source of these soldiers is limited, and they can't withstand several draws of the magic sequence.
In the situation just now, the soldiers acted almost instinctively. Most people still used the physical shooting mode, and only a few people turned on the magic transfer system. So now these few are tired and get down. In an instant, 80% of the source power in the body was transformed into bullets, and after being poured out, they became worse than ordinary people. And this round of shooting has filled the foot of the mountain with dust and smoke.
From time to time, the sound of rocks falling behind the smoke sounds, and no one knows what Fording is at the moment. But what is certain is that the Spearman is still alive and alive well. If this round of shooting can kill him, then the opponent can't be Fording.
May was impatient to wait for the night wind to blow away the dust and smoke, his eyes lit up suddenly, and a gust of wind appeared out of nowhere, cleaning the smoke away. Sure enough, Fording stood there in his spare time. Armed with a gun in both hands, he has never lost money at all. Suddenly, Maine's eyes shrank sharply, and he saw Fording's face, a drop of blood was rolling down, leaving a small flower of blood under his feet.
Fording opened a hole on the side of his face. The wound was not deep, but rather shallow. No matter how shallow the wound is, it is enough to bleed. The blood actually didn't shed much, but even a single drop seemed so abnormal. You must know that strong people like Fording's level, their physical strength can no longer be treated with the eyes of human beings. When advanced to the level of the dominator, the constantly evolving body has in fact left the category of human beings.
Fording or Maine. Strong people like them just look like humans in appearance, but in fact, they are completely different from humans in terms of genes and even muscle tissue. Otherwise, if you don't have a strong body, how can you support the source of violent movement in your body?
So ordinary physical bullets can hardly injure Fording at all, let alone rubbing Fording's face, as long as he gets close to his body, it will be shaken into powder by the strong source force attached to the surface. But Fording was injured, so there is only one possibility, that is Fording deliberately.
In an instant, Maine had grasped Fording's plan, and he sighed with a wry smile: "Why bother?"
Probably only Fording knows the meaning of this sentence, the Gunner shrugged and said: "This sentence should be me asking you. But now, all this is meaningless. Hey, Maine, this is not your defense zone. Resident right?"
The area of Alexander's residence is not small, but it has not yet extended to the edge of the Whisperer Forest. In fact, even if you get bigger, the edge of the station only comes to the middle of the forest. Of course, Maine wouldn’t make a fuss about this, so he nodded without expression: "No."
"Okay." Fording smiled and pointed to the wound on his face: "Then, this was injured by yours, right?"
"Yes." Maine still admitted.
"Not in the area of your family's residence, but was injured by your people. Then the question is, Mr. Main, what do you plan to do with this account?" Fording put a smile away, there was nothing but endless in his eyes. Bing Han: "Perhaps let me tell you that some people will probably die tonight. As for how much, it depends on Mr. Maine's decision."
"What on earth do you want!" Fengshen's commander Boken finally couldn't help but uttered, and the shadow of Maine could be seen on his face. But he is taller and stronger than Maine. If Rumain is a jackal, then the commander in front of him is a lion. The majesty in him is more suitable to be the head of the family than Maine.
Maine raised his hand and motioned to Borken not to interfere. He slowly looked at Fording and said: "You have done so much to force me to do it. I repeat, even if I shoot Allen, I won't have your turn to take revenge. If you want revenge, let Old Horn Do it yourself!"
"Maine Maine..." Fording lowered his head and looked at his feet, his face covered by shadows. He whispered: "You know? If it weren't for the master's disagreement, I would have wanted to kill you. You are a cunning and despicable fellow. What else would you do besides being able to provoke a black hand in your back?" /
"Let the master come by himself? Of course, he will come. But before that, let me charge some interest first!" Fording suddenly raised his head, a **** luster rose from the depths of his pupils, and they flew quickly. Condensed into a crosshair.
The head of Maine was set in this sight, and Fording's hand moved. His range is actually not large, he just lifted the gun in his hand, but his momentum soared into the sky with the help of this action. Maine's mind was blank immediately, and when he reacted, he realized that he was forced to activate the engraving arm by Fording's movements and aura. It was just that when the crystalline armor that was plundered by the void was put on him again, a layer of incompatible dark mist flowed over several pieces of armor. When they flowed past the end of the armor, they spewed out a few small black flames.
The expression on Maine's face instantly turned ugly.
Behind him, Borken's face is also a little ugly. And Fording laughed: "You won't admit it before the next round. Maine, if you didn't fight with me, why would you still have the source of my black sun burst bomb!"
For Maine, denial seems pale at this time. As for admitting? This kind of self-slapped mouth made him even more embarrassed. Without concealing the murderous intention in his heart, he dashed forward and slammed Fording in the chest with a punch.
Fording sneered: "Didn't you say that I came to find the difference? Yes, I just came to find the difference!"
After that, Fording's figure was submerged by the red flames spraying out of his body. The dazzling flames rising into the sky like a volcanic storm not only flooded Fording, but also engulfed Maine. Then a faint and complicated sound rang out from the strong light. Just by hearing the sound, there was no way to judge the situation in the flame. When it fell in the ears of ordinary soldiers, it was probably just some monotonous sounds, but in Borken, each note could be split into hundreds of sound waves of different frequencies. In other words, the two people in the flames were using unimaginable sounds. The degree is fighting!