Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 43 The Unfinished Duel

The lighthouse fell into a small silence, and the drizzle hit the cheeks of the two, making them look even more ferocious in the paleness of the moonlight and the reflection of the coastline.

Roel aimed his rifle at the head of the man in front of him. He was no longer human. The moment Eustabe saw him, the man bared his fangs.

Vampire fangs...

This can only happen when the blood race is extremely angry, and the only thing that makes Eustabe angry here is Roel.

He hysterically raised the depraved weapon that he did not know how to make, and the head of the dead monk stuck to the ground had been broken open and his brain had been dug out.

Did he sacrifice three people and become undead?

At this moment, Eustabe changed his peasant appearance, and muttered in a poor aristocratic style that he did not know where he learned. "People go to high places, but water flows to low places. Roel, Roel, you are also a smart person."

"Shall we cooperate?"

Roel wiped the sweat off his brow. There is no doubt that this request is extremely tempting, if this is not the world of Warhammer.

The invasion of the wind of death has completely changed Eustabe's mind, and he promised to be swallowed by it. When the energy in the Chaos Demon Realm is introduced into the old world, human beings should not use its power.

And Roel was destined to use that rattling black flame thing, so.

"Thank you, now you can die!"

The projectile was fired violently. At this moment, Roel had no hesitation. Facing the friend or former friend who destroyed his hope, he pulled the trigger.

Roel seldom pointed guns at humans. Interestingly enough, Roel pointed at Eustabe at the very beginning.

Maybe the guy he targeted would die from his own gun?
Roel is very confident that even a vampire will die without a burial under his own skills.

But the projectile streaked through the air, and the hot black powder smoke dissipated, and Eustabe actually relied on the powerful ability of the vampire to split the projectile with the evil sword in his hand.

What an outrageous operation, Roel sweated for a moment, no wonder he was able to defeat a wood elf wanderer...

However, the vampire's ability is not that abnormal in theory. Even though Erstabe was extremely powerful in his lifetime, his reaction speed is still within the range of ordinary people.

Is it the bonus brought by the magic sword?
Roel took a long breath of the sea breeze and the smell of blood, and Eustabe stepped forward in an instant. He didn't have any skills, and he relied on his strength and speed. The dark flesh and blood sword pierced through the air Voice.

A moment later, a burst of sparks splashed, and it was the body of the gun that touched the blade. This time, it was Eustabe who showed a surprised expression. Although Roel's arm was deeply hurt by the heavy pressure, how could this broken gun hold him back? beheaded? !
Roel is also afraid, is this the never-wearing provided by the system?Too fierce!
At this moment, the spear has become a magical weapon, and it can't stand against the magic sword.

But the gap in physical fitness still existed, and soon Roel's arm was crushed by a huge force and made an overwhelmed clicking sound, as if it was about to be dislocated anytime and anywhere.

The great pain was also conveyed to Roel's mind. No matter how much his adrenaline was secreted, it couldn't match the full attention of a monster.

Before his fragile defense completely collapsed, Elena threw the two daggers with all her strength. Roel saw the situation sideways, and quickly pushed Ostabe forward with all his strength.

He forcibly created a stagger in an instant, followed by the sound of the dagger piercing into the flesh, one hitting the back of the head and the other hitting his shoulder.

Roel immediately pulled out the dagger on his shoulder. He would never die from such an attack. Then he quickly adjusted his body, opened the distance, and tied the dagger to the gun with his clothes to make a simple bayonet .

When the action was completed, Eustabe also struggled to pull out the blade in the back of his head. Is this a vampire?

It is fatal to humans!

Or maybe it was because of Eustabe's special physique that he, who was close to the undead, got a promotion beyond ordinary people after he became a vampire?
In any case, at this moment, he is the most powerful creature Roel has ever seen, the first real monster encountered in this place full of monsters and ghosts in the Middle Ages.

Roel confronted him with his bayonet rifle, and the two of them walked around the damaged lamp like two wild beasts.

Until Eustabe came to the dying Elena, the magic sword was raised high.

"You two have a good relationship..."

Roel felt a chill in his heart. "Don't...don't do this!"

Elena is not afraid at all. For her, this is one of the ways to prove that she can go back to the forest.

Her eyes were extraordinarily bright and determined, and Eustabe looked extraordinarily angry.

Eustabe was so disgusted that he changed his mind. Threats were too boring, and the twisted blade that was raised high was about to stab in a moment, and it was going to take the life of the elf.

Roel could only bear the pain in his heart, took out the bomb, quickly lit it against the lighthouse oil lamp in the wind and rain, and threw the sizzling thing at the two of them.

"Feel sorry…"

Roel is a vicious guy, at least that's what he thinks of himself. At this moment, he wants to kill his elf friend in order to let more people live...

The violent explosion destroyed the fence at the top of the lighthouse, and the corpses of Eustabe and Elena, together with the monks, were rolled out by the impact force. With the huge power of the black powder and the skill bonus, there were still ten meters to go. The tall lighthouse fell.

After two muffled bangs, everything was over...

Until Roel took the last courage to look down, only to see Elena, whose life and death were unknown, holding the corpse of the monk, and Eustabe disappeared...

(End of this chapter)