Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 210: Casillas is hanging up?
Sri...Sri Kuni!
When Peter, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene, he felt his anger dissipated, and he shook his fist in excitement.
That's it!
Kill all these inhuman bastards!
Let them also taste the feeling of being taken away by others!
...
The fanatics are completely messed up!
They are just a group of perverts pursuing immortality. They are not well-trained predators. Although they are superior in front of ordinary people, they can face the almost crushing violent massacre like Matt. They inevitably developed a feeling of fear, and their morale fell to the extreme for a while!
"Don't be afraid, everyone, there is only one person!"
"Tie him with a magic whip!"
With a reminder from one person, all the enthusiasts reacted, and their hands lit up with orange-yellow magic lights.
Bah la la~
With the beating of orange-yellow magical energy, those wizards threw out magic chains, intertwined with each other in the air, forming an overwhelming net and fell down!
"Oops!"
Matt frowned, and the situation turned against him!
Originally, he thought that with the killing just now, he could effectively deter this group of wizards with weak mental qualities, but he didn't expect that someone would wake up so quickly inside, and in turn used binding magic to deal with him!
When Peter, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene, his heart raised his throat, and he subconsciously wanted to rush out. But the move to get up was not completed yet, and the reason that followed him took the upper hand, forcibly holding him in place.
"No...no!"
Peter recalled Matt's instructions. Without his signal and gesture, he must not go out rashly. He had to suppress his impulse and continue to hide in the dark to observe.
In the battlefield, Matt walked through the gap of the magic whip vigorously.
If you use one sentence to describe the effect of the magic whip, it is: useful, but not very useful.
Although the doubled number of magic whips effectively limited his space of activity, it is a pity that the release speed and accuracy of the head are too messy, so he still can't stop his killing pace!
Comparing the two sides, the gap is instant!
The level of these enthusiasts is quite limited. The most lethal spell in their hands is Space Blade, a weapon that compresses space into a blade-like weapon. Since it is essentially a fractured space, its sharpness is as good as Great lethality.
The problem is...
The blade of space is melee magic!
All the zealot mages present have seen how terrifying Matt's melee combat is.
The horrible power of the waving steel rods, the fierce wind that bursts through the air, if it is touched a little, it will break and fracture, and all these wizards will feel Headache!
What to do?
Can't hit melee melee, and can't hit long-range and long-range.
At this moment, the zealots truly felt their powerlessness, how annoying it was to face a warrior who moved sharply and broke the table!
Boom, boom, boom...
The stick shadow swept out an afterimage and knocked several fanatics into the air.
Matt walked around, paying attention to the fanatics preparing to release the magic, while approaching the children in the center.
"Quickly, stop him!"
"He wants to destroy the sacrifice ceremony!"
The rest of the zealots saw Matttu's dagger, and the sword pointed at the children who were used as sacrifices, and their faces were instantly stained with extreme enthusiasm, and they rushed forward regardless of life and death!
"Fak, a bunch of lunatics!"
Matt's face changed slightly, and he cursed inwardly.
This group of people was clearly demoralized a second ago, but as soon as they saw that he was going to sabotage the sacrifice ceremony, they immediately seemed to have changed themselves, as if they had become members of al-Qaeda, and rushed to stop them with enthusiasm. he!
"Space Blade!"
"The Wind of Vatum!"
"The Crimson Gaze!"
"Magic whip!"
For a time, all kinds of magic bloomed in the hands of enthusiasts while the red and orange energies were surging!
Faced with the impact of the zealots, Matt relied on his flexible posture to barely escape dozens of deadly attacks, but he didn't have three heads and six arms, and his body was inevitably colored everywhere.
"Never want to ruin our eternal life ceremony!!!"
A fanatic is full of excitement, rushing up like a stimulant.
"Looking for death!"
Matt's eyes condensed, his legs bent slightly, his hind legs suddenly exerted force, the ground shattered like a cobweb, and he held the steel rod in both hands!
The steel rod smashed down vigorously, and the man's head burst open like a watermelon, and the milky white sticky substance mixed with blood splashed out.
Before he could catch his breath, seven or eight fanatics rushed up again.
Matt turned the long stick with both hands, and brought an afterimage around him, blocking everyone out.
Huhuhu~
Dense stick winds and afterimages, even water can't even enter, let alone alone.
After the number of deaths increased exponentially, the brains of the enthusiasts suddenly calmed down, and found that the idea of killing Matt with human life seemed impossible!
Even if the quintessential bloodline is not fully awakened, but possessing one of the basic abilities of Predator Spirit, Matt’s physical strength and recovery speed are much stronger than that of ordinary superheroes, realizing the pseudo meaning of “can always be Hit it down' this sentence!
In other words.
As long as it is not a fatal injury or a severe injury, the person who is consumed first can only be a fanatic, not Matt.
The killing continues.
The zealots never step back, attacking like lunatics, but still can't stop Matt's progress!
Seeing that the sacrifice ceremony is getting closer and closer, Matt seems to have been beaten with chicken blood, and the stick in his hand is waving faster. The **** of broken muscles and broken blood is accompanied by splashes of blood, a crowd of fanatics Falling down like wheat!
Ten meters...
Five meters...
Three meters...
One meter...
Matt was bathed in blood, and behind him were the fallen corpses of the enthusiasts. He was like a sharp awl. He completely pierced the defenses of the enthusiasts with his own power. Human wall!
"Weird...monster!"
"He is not a human!"
The enthusiasts are terrified ~ IndoMTL.com ~ cries of fear.
Matt was holding a steel rod and was about to step into the sacrifice ceremony, but his pupils suddenly shrank, and a tearing pain came from his abdomen.
Chiff...
Matt lowered his head in disbelief, and saw a transparent flaky blade slowly piercing through his abdomen.
"We meet again..."
A familiar voice came from behind, and Matt turned his head stiffly and saw a pair of dark pupils with cracked eye sockets.
It is the leader of the zealot-Casillas!
"Puff!"
Matt spouted blood, shook his body a few times, and nearly fell to the ground.
"Stupid!"
Casillas wiped the blood on the space blade, and a mocking sneer appeared on his face: "Last time I spared you, I didn't expect you to come back?"