The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 13 The Eclectic Curse Blade
No 'go to hell'.

No 'this shot was just a warning'.

The squirrel-eared woman pulled the trigger.

The strong sense of crisis made Gwen feel that time had stopped.

When a master confronts a master, time will seem to slow down the moment the 'deadly threat' is attacked.This sense of touch is also a basic principle for Gwen to feel that time stops.When facing a sword, you will feel that the tip of the sword cut off by the opponent is very slow; when facing a gun, you seem to be able to see the ammunition clearly——

This is a natural ability that a fighter should have.

Although Gwen considers himself a layman in combat, having this ability is the most basic...

First there is a crisp 'click—', and the firing pin strikes the primer.

Then there is the 'clang--' of chaos hitting the anvil like a heavy hammer, and the rough internal combustion engine drive strengthens the speed of the bullet's ejection.

The last is the firing of the bullet, which symbolizes 'death' in the previous life, and the firing of the bullet which symbolizes 'wealth' here.

Gwen watched the bullets launch calmly, not to lament "good grab" after being hit, but to dodge the bullets.

For first-class fighting masters, the firearm before the ammunition is discharged is the most terrifying, because of the threat, because it is unknown when the opponent will shoot.

No matter how strong the body is, if it is hit by the "killing tool" that humans have studied for so many years, it is good to leave a life.

And Gwen considers himself a layman in fighting, so naturally he should be more afraid of firearms.But at the same time, avoidance must be made.

The moment the fire point appeared at the muzzle of the gun...

……It's now!
A thin line of fire appeared in Gwen's eyes.

track...

The trajectory of the bullet was captured.

He floated like a feather in the air with the force that had not yet been eliminated, avoiding the trajectory.

--clang!The warhead is embedded in the wall.

'boom! '

That's when the gunshots rang out.

Gwen squinted and noticed the surprise on the squirrel-eared woman's face.But... not the surprise of 'this man dodged a bullet', but something else.

"You are not a mind flayer." The squirrel-eared woman put down her gun, her expression stern, "...but you have countless connections with mind flayers... Gray Tower."

The Shade man with bear ears exhaled heavily, as if a temple door that had been burned with fifty incense sticks suddenly opened, and the mountain wind blew a group of smoke.

His dented calf, kicked by Gwen, returned to its original shape, and at the same time, the fist was wrapped with a visualized source force, a dark blue source force.

The Shader grinned his canine teeth and looked at Gwen imposingly.

"Nice mood."

Gwen commented.Among the dangerous creatures he has encountered, he should be able to rank among the top [-].The reason for making such an evaluation is that this person is already an opponent at the level of 'If you want to kill, you must be able to kill'.

"Your name is Gray Tower, right?" Gwen asked.

"It's a code name." Huita answered honestly, and the squirrel-eared lady behind him covered her head with one hand, showing an expression of 'this person is too honest'.

Gwen admired this kind of person, so she persuaded: "Let me go, if I want to kill you, I can kill you with the next move. But I am not sure that I will not kill you [-]% while defeating you. Even if it is not killed, the possibility of being abolished by me is very high."

The real reason is:

'My body is too weak. '

Although Gwen's body has a terrifying flexibility that he has never had before and a "power potential" that he did not have in his previous life, it is still very weak.To use an analogy, if in the past he was able to smash the stone with his fist on the stone containing the egg without cracking the egg, he can't do it now.

The current him, just wanting to output the force of 'breaking the stone', is flawless and unable to finely control the severity of his attack.

That is to say, the matter of 'beating to death' is regarded as a stone, and the matter of 'knocking down' is regarded as breaking a stone and not breaking an egg.

He admired this man named Huita.

Don't want to kill him.

Of course, if you later confirm that 'this person has done a lot of evil', then come back and look for him, find him, and kill him.

Although Gwen can't solve all the villains with violence, but at least get rid of the ones in front of him and the ones he accidentally let go. This is no problem after all.

……

Listening to the words spoken by that delicate and clean shell that doesn't look like a mind flayer, the notorious ghost talker, the calm repeating tone, the voice of 'Grey Tower' Waldemar Aslovich Oblonhoff There was a strong sense of fear in my heart.

His palms trembled visibly, his expression became more severe, and a few drops of cold sweat rolled down from his temples.

……

"Hui Tower, calm down." The woman with squirrel ears took a step forward and unbuttoned her military coat.Clenching a fist with one hand, he took a step forward.

Hey.

Gwen's eyes widened, and the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily.He carefully observed the posture of the squirrel-eared woman, and obtained her information and skills from her almost completely relaxed posture and from her surging but more restrained source power.

Although only for a moment.

But in the simulation and virtual games of the brain, Gwen has played against him thirty-eight times.Just relying on the ability shown by the opponent now, the basic quality of this body, although he has been defeated by him thirty-eight times in a row, but he can...

hurt him.

If her combat strength can be more than five times, she should be able to defeat Gwen by chance once in these thirty-eight times.

But this is not the point, the point is the working principle of its muscles, the thickness of its bones, completely...unbelievable!
"You weigh only about thirty kilograms?" Gwen asked.

"It's okay to tell you, thirty-five." Ms. Squirrel Ears replied calmly, without any intention of hiding.

"So light?" Gwen asked.

"It can be so heavy." Her source force appeared, invisible and heavy, her feet almost made a dent on the ground.

Sure enough.

This woman's skeleton is completely 'ultra-light' but 'ultra-strong'. There are many hollows on the bones, which are used to store the overflowing source force that has been transformed into reality, thereby increasing her weight, but at the same time the source force's shock-absorbing ability Let her be able to make incredible fighting moves without any scruples.

"Your name, or code name." Gwen clasped both hands, with her left hand on her leg, and her right hand on her waist.

"Curseblade, you can call me that."

After the squirrel-eared woman finished speaking, she suddenly withdrew her source power.

This sudden revocation made Gwen surprised and...subtlely unwilling for the first time.

If he was asked to rate it, the werewolf would be regarded as an appetizer, and the gray tower could only be regarded as a pre-dinner wine and appetizer.Although both of them are creatures from different worlds, both have lethality, but the specific lethality is still the same as in the previous life, but the value has increased a little.

And the curse blade is the feast.

She is a mature envoy of source force, capable of developing abilities, extraordinary power, and transforming her body to meet the standards of source force.Fighting with the first two, while interesting, is 'not interesting enough'.Fighting with the curse blade is the real enjoyment of the battle in another world.

"I didn't have a friend who was killed by the mind flayer, and I have no contact with the person who was killed. Rather, as a spy, I hate that old thing and his experiment. Even if the gray tower beside me It's an official, and I can say that bluntly."

She spread her hands: "Catching you is only a responsibility, but now that I know that you are not 'that mind flayer', I don't even have any responsibility. There is no responsibility, no hatred, neither of which It's totally useless to fight."

"Is that so? But it's okay, if you fight now, you will die [-]%."

Gwen dissipated her killing intent, and looked at the two of them with clear blue eyes, pure and clear and incredible.

"The Gray Tower has a chance to survive, but I don't?" Curse Blade asked.

"No."

Out of respect for this woman and the fact that she was unwilling to fight him, Gwen deliberately didn't say the words "you are too strong, if you fight, you can't beat you without killing you" .

Annoyingly though.

This woman named Curse Blade seemed to know something, she showed an unpleasant 'I understand' smile, and put one hand in her pocket: "Ah, there is something I want to tell you even now, this idea has never been It’s been entrenched in my mind just now, and I can’t spit it out.”

Curseblade asked:

"Would you like to join our secret investigation club? There are no secret codes, no philosophies, no things to protect, and no enemies to fight. It's just a club for a group of people who have no fate. They exchange ideas and share some information. Would you like to join us? How about next?"

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