What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 61-60- Battle Mage (please follow up)

However, just when Mei's neck felt the coldness of the blade, the tent was torn open and a hand came in from the outside, holding her head still with overwhelming force.

"Don't worry about it, I'm not here to save you."

A familiar uncle's voice entered Mei's ears, and Domi's hand relaxed. She raised her head and saw that it was the slightly mocking black and white mask and the dark green ranger cloak.

"Mr. Death Omen!"

She shouted excitedly, but the next second she realized the seriousness of the situation. Not only did she lose her excitement, she also immediately changed her words:

"Mr. Death Omen, don't worry about me, run! This is the stronghold of that group of thieves, and they are all outside!"

"I'm here to save you, you don't need to worry about anything else."

"As for this person..."

Domi crawled into the tent along the crack, while Brandon stepped back step by step with a hunting knife, his expression full of anger and fear.

The Tang Monk meat that I got was just flying away!

But it doesn't matter, as long as this death omen is killed, Mei's body will still be his!

"I don't know if I should continue to call you Brandon."

Duomi pulled a blanket from the side and covered Mei, while speaking to the man in front of him with superb acting skills.

"My original name is..."

"Forget it, I'm not interested in knowing the name of a dead person."

A leaf with a sharp tip and a string of special symbols flew to Brandon's side with a "swift" sound.

"The Art of Flying Thunder God."

"Varied……!"

Brandon didn't even say a word. The sign of death that had just been in front of him suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already standing beside him, with his own blood flowing on the standard dagger held in his hand.

"Cough...cough..."

His throat was slashed along with his vocal cords, and he was bleeding and unable to make a sound.

In the end, he could only fall to the ground helplessly, his eyes looking at the ground, gradually losing their luster.

To the day I die, I still can’t figure out why this sign of death moves so fast...

"Tch, vulnerable."

Duomi swung away the blood on the dagger with a strong swipe, turned slightly and said to Mei:
"You stay here and don't move around. I'll come find you after I deal with the group of people outside."

As he spoke, he drew out his bow and arrows and opened the tent door.

The decibel level of Brandon's "no" just now was already high enough, and the subsequent noise could not be concealed. They had already been discovered by the thieves.

Rather than running away in embarrassment with the burdens of Mei and Miguo, it would be more efficient to deal with all the pursuers here.

Mei stared blankly at Duomi facing a gang of nearly a hundred thieves on her own. She was dumbfounded. She had never felt like she did now that Mr. Death Omen's back was so majestic and that he was not tall at all. Dwarf appearance.

I don’t know how much better it is than Brandon dying on the side!
At the same time, she also knew that she could not persuade Duomi and could only silently bless him:

"Mr. Death Omen, even if you can't defeat him, you must go back safely..."

Brandon's tent is relatively large and close to the center of the camp. You can see the campfire when you go out.

When Duomi walked out of the tent, the steel-tipped arrow was already on his bow, while the thieves outside were still standing there in confusion, looking at this place.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the people inside came out, they took out arrows and pointed them at them.

"The power of mathematics, physics and chemistry can help me!"

"Secrets: Parabola!"

"call out!!"

The arrow shot out of the air and plunged directly into the head of a thief, splashing red and white liquid on the face of the person next to him.As the man fell down with a thud, the thieves reacted.

shouted:
"Enemy attack!! There is an enemy attack!!"

While there was still a little distance, Duomi planned to make good use of it. He took out four arrows from the quiver and fired four consecutive shots.

With the help of his superb proficiency level and the mathematical and physical parabola, every time he pulls the bowstring, someone will inevitably fall to the ground.

Just like the roar of a sniper rifle dominates the battlefield, his bowstring is the whisper of death.

The warning of an enemy attack alerted the bald leader in the big tent. He didn't even have time to play with the abducted decent woman, so he grabbed his machete and rushed out.

As soon as he went out, he saw Duomi who was wildly kiting his little brother, and randomly roared:
"The bold maniac dares to trespass on my territory. Tell me!"

The boss has appeared, and it seems that the kite cannot be used.

Duomi put away his bow and arrows calmly and said in a calm tone:
"My name is Death Omen."

After saying that, he no longer cared about the incompetent and furious leader of thieves, put on his gloves, turned around and rushed into the pile of thieves by the bonfire, jumping to the doomsday!

When everyone around him fell into a state of fear after seeing the scarecrow, Domi maintained the fear field and changed back to his own appearance, whispering softly:

"Susanoo!"

In an instant, four dark purple ribs and a pair of arm bones emerged from the void, wrapping Duomi tightly.

The ribs can withstand most physical attacks, and the huge arm bones become his means of large-scale attacks, such as arm drive!
As soon as the thought went on, Susanoo's arm bones began to sweep wildly left and right, like a bulldozer, smashing the thieves who were stuck in the same place and were stunned, and fell to the ground like potatoes. It was estimated that they would be seriously injured. Can't get up.

Immediately, there was endless wailing, dust on the ground was flying, blood was splattering, and there was even a golden flash of light, and huge raised fists seemed to be everywhere.

He had the entire battlefield in his hands.

What was originally a cheerful bonfire party turned into a large-scale funeral scene in just a few moments. This was like pressing his face on a chopping block and beating him!

I can't bear it!This guy called Death Omen must die here today!

He jumped directly into the battlefield. His strong body was like a small truck. He stepped on the yellow soil and splashed a large amount of dust. With a machete as long as a man in his hand, he looked quite imposing.

At this time, Duomi had already wiped out all the little thieves, and those who had slipped through the net were hiding behind the tent, not even daring to come out.

The miscellaneous fish were already scared to death by him, and the newly obtained villain values ​​​​continuously refreshed the screen. And this was the duel field he created for himself with all his strength.

Tusuo glanced around, seeing crushed dead bodies everywhere, and was so angry that he almost laughed:
"Okay, very good! It's a sign of death, right? If you kill so many of my men, you won't be able to get out alive tonight!"

"I'm not going to fight to the death, so I won't let you say harsh words or anything like that."

"It's quite refreshing, so I won't waste any more time with you! Take the move!"

I saw Tusuo carrying the machete on his shoulder, rushing up with a lunge, picking up the machete and slashing at Duomi's neck.

The machete flew in mid-air, and from Duomi's perspective, it actually looked quite slow. The next moment, Tusuo grinned:
"Basic fire magic!"

"Dance of the Flame Wheel!"

Dots of sparks appeared out of thin air around the slashing machete, and then expanded in an instant like a prairie fire. The burning flames enveloped the entire blade and burned the surrounding air.

In a pseudo-vacuum environment, the speed of the machete speeds up in disguise!
Sudden speed change, head-on blow!

Such is the way of fighting.

Duomi's pupils quickly dilated and he responded immediately:

"Emperor Engine·Start!"

In fact, he just uses the rapid breathing method, but he looks more handsome when he wants to use it.

A faint updraft emerged from the corner of his mouth. Not only did he not retreat, but he rushed forward with a fist!
Tusuo laughed even more wildly: "What a stupid move!"

Duomi also looked confident and entered the fighting state completely. The feeling of passion was so unforgettable that he even raised the corners of his mouth:

"Come on! Let's see who laughs last!"

　Just coded, freshly baked~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)