In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 501: I bloom in the midst of killing (Part 1)
"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"
, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman
"Boom!"
The handle of the umbrella slammed on Mark's chin. When he was about to fall on his back, he took two steps back to balance his body. Then there was another "bang", and the handle of the umbrella hit directly There was a "plop" on the side of his neck, and Mark fell to the ground, unconscious.
Schiller walked forward with an umbrella, wanting to check his situation, but he heard the sound of rustling behind him.
Schiller stopped, put the umbrella tip on the ground, turned around, and saw Arthur, who had been pierced by him in the throat before, with purple light floating on his body, and his eyes and the wound left by Schiller shot out. This radiance.
The luminous place is like a large spotlight, and the trail of the light is clearly visible in the dark night. Arthur slowly floated up and stood upright in the air. When he opened his eyes again in mid-air, the long hair fluttered in the wind.
Arthur landed on the ground, raised his head slowly, and let out a long breath. There were no wounds on his body. If it wasn't for the blood stained on his clothes, which showed that he had already died once, no one would be able to see that he was What just happened.
Schiller held an umbrella and stood opposite him, watching this weird resurrection ceremony. When he pulled the umbrella knife out of Arthur's throat, he was very sure that Arthur had been killed by him. There is absolutely no possibility of suspended animation, but just now, he was resurrected.
At this time, Schiller saw that the terrifying and huge figure of Kongsu appeared behind Arthur. He opened his falcon-headed mouth and conveyed some information to Schiller:
"The gods of Egypt have the ability to control life and death. When the body dies but the soul has not gone to the other shore, they can be resurrected. Amit has this ability, and I also have..."
"Don't try to kill him, control him, imprison him, seal him up, just like we did to Amit..."
Luna's voice always had a vague echo, as if it came from the moonlight, but Schiller didn't give any response, he just kept staring at Arthur.
Kong Su began to hesitate. He felt that he had made the wrong choice. He wanted a personality who could fight, not someone who could only fight.
The indifference in Schiller's eyes told Kongsu that he did not intend to follow his advice, but still wanted to kill Arthur.
But for some reason, Kong Su didn't stop him, he just disappeared silently. At the same time, Arthur held up his cane, and the crocodile head scale on the cane made a "cracking" sound and began to swing non-stop .
The scale tattoo on Arthur's arm also began to shake, and he shouted: "I will judge you! Sinner!"
The crocodile balance is swinging more and more fiercely, and there is no intention of stopping. Schiller just stood there, watching him perform quietly, until the atmosphere calmed down and became a little awkward, Arthur did not stop. With some doubts, he brought the cane to his eyes, and then tried to hold down the crocodile's head that kept shaking with the other hand.
But no matter what he did, the crocodile head did not intend to stop at all, the crocodile heads on both sides moved faster and faster, almost shaking out afterimages, Arthur kept talking to the air: "Stop! Stop! Keep your balance and judge him!"
After he played a one-man show there alone for a long time, he finally realized what was wrong. Arthur grinned and gritted his teeth. He grabbed the scepter that was already somewhat out of control with both hands and said, "Give me strength , let me judge him!"
"Zheng——"
The metallic umbrella knife collided with the crocodile head on the top of the cane. Arthur held the cane behind his back and folded his arms to block the sharp knife that struck again. His eyes lit up. On his face, the crocodile The shadow of the face is looming.
The brilliance of magic shines from the tip of the staff, and Arthur, who looked very gentle at first, becomes fierce. He holds the staff like a knife, holds the staff high, and the crocodile faces down, facing the mat that is close Le's shoulder stabbed.
"Boom!"
The umbrella was opened, and the sharp magical luster streaked across the umbrella surface with the strange snakeskin pattern. The friction sound was a bit harsh, but the walking stick did not leave any marks on the umbrella surface.
Arthur, who was staring at the attacking place, saw that the patterns on the snakeskin umbrella blocking him began to rotate strangely, possessing the power to confuse people.
At the moment when he was in a daze, the umbrella was put away, and the sharp knife came out again, with a sound of "呵啦", the tip of the knife cut from the collarbone on the side of the neck to the armpit, and immediately, blood flowed into a river.
The blade is too sharp. When the wound just opened, the blood has not had time to pour out. At that moment, the fascia covering the bone can be seen, and when the blood spurts out, there is only a lake of flesh and blood. .
Arthur didn't let out a scream, but let out a low growl. Schiller, who succeeded in one blow, didn't charge forward again, but took two steps back.
He looked at Arthur's reaction with some curiosity. Obviously, this reaction was not normal.
Although not everyone screams after being injured, when people face pain, they will have many stress manifestations, such as contracting muscles for the first time, curling up, covering the wound, even for Mark who has A trained agent can take a defensive stance in the shortest time after being injured, but there will still be a momentary delay, which is human instinct.
But Arthur didn't, and the growl he let out was more anger at his failure to defend than pain from the wound.
The light bloomed from the wound again, and soon, the wound created by Schiller healed.
Arthur showed a mocking smile, he said: "You want to use pain to defeat a penance, you are dreaming!"
"Don't you feel pain?"
Schiller asked again with that weird voice and tone.
"Pious faith, no fear of all pain!" Arthur raised his cane and shouted: "The ability to judge criminals is a good medicine to heal all wounds!"
After shouting, Arthur found that Schiller was still staring at him blankly. He felt a little annoyed, because from the beginning to the end, he was performing alone, as if the person opposite was not with him. He acts as an actor in a rival show, but an audience in the audience.
Schiller's uninvolved performance ignited Arthur's anger, and just when he was about to say something to irritate Schiller, a black shadow that he couldn't see flashed past.
When the blade passes by, the streamer is brighter than the moonlight, and the sharp knife cuts through the air and creates ripples, just like oars across the water.
With a sound of "嗤", the tip of the knife inserted into Arthur's shoulder, and moved forward along the strange lines on the umbrella surface. Is a professional killer.
When this hand holds the pen, it will never be as scary as it is now. As the veins spread from the arm to the back of the hand, Schiller twisted his hands, then pulled out the umbrella knife, and then slashed down.
With a "click", Arthur's right arm broke at the shoulder, and flew out together with the cane in his hand.
Arthur opened his mouth wide and covered his bare shoulders with his hands. Schiller took another two steps back and began to observe Arthur's reaction.
Now, he is sure that Arthur has no pain reaction, not because the belief he said can cure all pain, but because he really does not feel pain.
Arthur's face was pale and ferocious. He turned his head and looked at the arm and scepter that were blown out.
Long hair covered his face, making him look like a disheveled ghost, but at the same time, the wound where his arm was broken began to glow again.
And Schiller noticed that during the limb repair process, the light became stronger than before, and it took longer.
After Arthur's arm recovered, he waved his hand, and the scepter flew over again. He found that the person opposite him was a lunatic and murderer who couldn't communicate at all, so he didn't plan to use those fools again. Words.
He bent his knees slightly, bounced upwards, suspended in mid-air, and flew back a certain distance, distanced from Schiller, purple light flashed on the top of the cane.
In front of Schiller, a purple magic circle lit up, and a ferocious hand stretched out from the ground, grabbing the ground fiercely.
But at this moment, a sharp knife fell from the sky and directly pierced the ferocious palm. The sharp knife was pulled out, and then cut in parallel, the palm was cut off, and black blood sprayed everywhere.
The monster let out a scream, and immediately retracted its arm. Arthur froze in place. He grabbed the staff with both hands and concentrated, and the purple light became more and more intense.
Purple light also began to emerge from the wound where the monster's palm was severed, thereby repairing its limbs.
This time, this monster has learned to be smart, and no longer plays handsome, making some prelude to recovery, but directly wants to climb out of the magic circle.
But the magic circle appears on the ground. If this monster wants to come out, it can't come out upside down. It must appear head first.
The summoned jackal had just emerged from the magic circle, and the "swipe" was a knife.
With a sound of "Chila", the jackal's head flew out with spurting blood, and landed in front of Arthur, rolling around several times, dying with regret.
Schiller retracted the umbrella knife again and looked at Arthur. Arthur stood there, swallowed, raised his staff again, and said to Schiller: "You **** murderer! You forced me to of..."
Arthur murmured a strange ancient Egyptian language, as if he was praying for strength. In an instant, the top of the staff was filled with purple light, and several magic circles appeared a few meters away from Schiller.
The speed of the magic circle was obviously accelerated, and a dozen jackal monsters jumped out directly, and slowly pushed towards Schiller.
Schiller still didn't move, but he put back the sharp knife on the front of the umbrella, then tapped the ground with the tip of the umbrella and said, "Don't sleep."
Following his line of sight, Mark, who was knocked unconscious by him before, slowly got up, or in other words, it was not Mark who got up, but another personality hidden in his body~IndoMTL. com ~ Jack.
When Jack stood up, he instinctively touched his chin with his hand. The slight pain from there did not make him retreat, but stimulated him even more.
Originally, Mark, like all agents, had a serious expression and indifferent eyes. This expression would bring a great sense of oppression to ordinary people. hair condition.
But at this time, Jack's eyes are more similar to Schiller's, cold, gloomy, and full of murderous intent, just like every natural killer.
He didn't speak, but just stretched out his hand, and Yue Guanghua condensed into a bandage, wrapping around him.
This battle suit is different from Mark's moonlight battle suit. It does not have the mysterious breastplate, nor the handsome cloak and hood. It only has the mummy bandage covering the whole body. Only the right eye was exposed, shining a heart-warming red light.
If Mark's moonlight form can still be called the Moonlight Knight, then Jack's moonlight form can only be called the Moonlight Killer.
And his behavior did not disappoint this terrifying outfit. He held his hands in the air, and two long scimitars appeared in his hands. The chest of a jackal monster.
As the scimitar was pulled out, the weird purple light reappeared, and the wound on Jackal's chest healed quickly. Jack took two steps back, his only exposed eyes narrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
But obviously, someone has already figured out the answer for him. Schiller, who was holding the umbrella knife, didn't look at the jackal monsters, but kept staring at Arthur. When his strange and strange voice sounded, Killing blooms like a flower.
"Tear them apart."