Lee Sin’s Bizzare Adventure Chapter 195: The simplest tactic
Tragedy is happening.
Under the dim light, in the dark shade of the trees, scarlet blood gurgled.
"Demon Demon"
The addict's skinny face was full of fear, and his scarred body was shaking constantly.
Of course he couldn't see the ferocious beast standing next to Anthony, but just like the weird encounter when he lost his hands for no apparent reason, this kind of invisible thing is the real terror to ordinary people.
“Ah, it’s so dirty.”
Anthony stood two meters away with a look of disgust on his face, trying hard not to let the splattered blood stain his beautiful suit:
"Damn it, you actually forced me to do such a disgusting thing."
"Bucciarati, come back quickly!!"
The shouting stopped, and the woods remained as quiet as usual.
Bucciarati’s body did not appear as he expected, but the abused addict completely woke up from the severe pain:
"No, don't kill me."
"I don't want to die, don't let the devil take me away."
The addict tried his best to hold his handless and injured body, pitifully and humbly bowing his head and begging to Anthony, the only one he could see in front of him.
"Enough!"
Anthony pouted and looked at the addict with eyes full of disgust.
Although addicts become addicts 80% of the time because of the "specialties" sold by their organizations, Anthony still feels infinite contempt for such disgusting humanoid bedbugs:
"It's all because of you, you are a piece of toxic waste that will pollute the land even if you die."
"Your life is so dirty and cheap, even those bad guys who think they are messengers of justice don't want to come back to save you!"
"Forget it"
The more Anthony talked, the angrier he became, and a trace of murderous anger gradually emerged on his young face:
"Let's kill you!"
"Since Bucciarati and the others refuse to come back, then I have no choice but to fulfill my 'promise'."
"No need to please"
The addict trembled and knelt on the ground, the fear in his heart rising to the extreme.
And in the "empty" air in front of him, a wide, thick and long tongue was like a sneaking python, slowly winding towards his fragile and fatal neck.
But at this moment
Between the trees, in the direction where Bucciarati and Apaki disappeared just now, there was a sudden sound of ????.
"Well, is there anyone?"
Anthony's expression changed, and the long tongue that was almost exploring the addict's neck suddenly changed its direction.
"Haha, it's you, you are indeed back."
"I knew it, just like a child who can't help but squeeze the bubble wrap when he sees it, good people like you just can't watch innocent people die!"
Although the woods where the lights couldn’t reach were dark and difficult to distinguish, Anthony was still beaming with excitement:
"Come out"
"Let's have a good fight!"
There is still only a sound of ???? over there.
The enemy Anthony was expecting did not appear directly. Instead, he was hiding in the darkness not far away and didn't know what he was doing.
"Oh I see."
His eyes suddenly gained a look of wisdom:
"As expected, they still dare not face my 'familiar' head-on."
"That's the case"
Anthony immediately noticed the ground beneath his feet:
Judging from the stand-in ability of the steel chain fingers, Bucciarati's best way to get close to his true form is to hide and sneak.
And now that the opponent has been reluctant to show up head-on, he must have thought of this, so he was preparing to attack from underground.
Anthony made this judgment of "predicting the enemy's aircraft first".
He stared closely at the ground beneath his feet, even silently calculating in his mind the time it would take for the other party to escape from the ground and approach:
"Almost, this time is enough for them to reach my feet."
"King of the River!"
As Anthony thought, the long tongue in the black toad's mouth slammed to the ground like a whip.
Anthony, on the other hand, ducked sideways and flexibly made room.
At the same time, in order to prevent being attacked from underground by Bucciarati, he had already asked his substitute to imprint two fish-shaped marks on the ground under his feet in advance.
So, when the long tongue imprinted the third mark on the ground, the powerful spatial ability could already be activated.
"Swallow this ground and let their heads show!"
With an excited shout, the black-skinned toad suddenly opened its **** mouth.
At this moment, the soil on the ground suddenly disappeared.
It was as if the soil had been removed from the world out of thin air, causing a large square pit the size of a coffin to suddenly appear on the ground.
However
"No, they haven't escaped yet?"
Looking at the empty pothole, Anthony looked a little embarrassed.
He dug a big pit in the ground for nothing. There was nothing in the pit, just like a grave waiting to be buried.
And then
"What are you doing attacking the ground?"
Bucciarati slowly walked out of the shadow of the woods.
He looked at Anthony who was yelling at the ground with an indifferent expression, and showed his figure upright.
"You don't plan to attack from underground?"
Anthony looked at Bucciarati in front of him with some surprise:
It’s not surprising that Bucciarati was the only one who came. After all, Apa basically had no fighting ability, and Anthony didn’t expect this “miscellaneous fish” to come back to die.
However, what surprised him was:
Facing the "invincible melee" King of the River, Bucciarati did not attack or hide, but stood in front of him without any cover.
Is there any conspiracy hidden behind this?
Anthony instinctively felt wary.
But Bucciarati just looked at him coldly with calm eyes, as if the young man in front of him was already a dead person:
"To deal with you, there is no need for a sneak attack."
"Because I have figured it out"
“Your so-called ‘invincibility in close combat’ was a false proposition from the beginning.”
"As long as you use the tools well, with the speed and strength of my steel chain fingers, I can defeat you openly."
As soon as he finished speaking, the steel-chained fingers slowly walked out of the trees behind Bucciarati. The metallic blue body glowed with a special luster under the light.
But what really caught Anthony's attention now was the two extra weapons in the hands of the steel chain fingers:
In fact, it is not a magic weapon.
They were just two short and thick wooden sticks that were picked out from the woods and were durable enough.
However, just two ordinary thick wooden sticks are enough to make Anthony change his mind:
"You can swallow an object only when you reach three marks in total."
"For those melee substitutes who are not very fast, this is of course an unsolvable ability."
"But my steel chain fingers are stronger than most melee avatars. It is comparable to that tongue in terms of speed, and it can suppress your avatar without any suspense in terms of strength."
"This means"
"Before the tongue touches my body, the steel chain fingers can almost definitely successfully use the wooden stick to flick the tongue away."
Anthony’s expression has become very embarrassed:
Indeed.
In fact, there is really no need for any strategy to defeat his River King. As long as the strength and speed are strong enough, the enemy can carry a "shield" and jump out of nowhere.
It's just that high-speed and high-strength melee substitutes are very rare. Anthony has never encountered such an "unreasonably strong" opponent before, so he has never been aware of this special weakness.
Bucciarati paused slightly, and then said slowly in a tone that was extremely rare for him and contained murderous intent:
"Next, there are simple math problems that Nalanjia can do:"
"A wooden stick can block it three times before it is devoured, and two sticks can block it six times."
"I just noticed that the tongue can be ejected up to 7 meters."
"In other words, I only need to break through the 7-meter distance before being attacked 6 times, and then beat your stand head-on"
As he spoke, Bucciarati slowly stepped forward.
Every steady step carries a shocking power:
"You will be the one who dies!"