Is the Evil God Me?

If you say that in this world, you can completely give your back to the trustee, the first is the eldest sister Sophia, and the second is the countess Emiste. These two women can be said to be devoted to him, willing to give him anything as long as he speaks.

Lynn, who is a little suspicious, trusts them all.

It was because he never had those doubts, so when the scene in front of him suddenly broke into the field of vision, Lynn's brain fell into a shutdown.

In this dream-like forest clearing, the countess was looking down at a corpse on the ground that seemed to have been ravaged and eaten by wild animals. The chest cavity of the corpse is like a blooming flower, and the ribs burst out in the reflection of petals. It still looks strange under the cold moonlight. , In this dreamy scene, I saw such a shocking picture!

Lynn's constricted pupils showed his inner restlessness.

he saw blood

It would be better to say that anyone with normal vision can see the mottled bloodstains on the countess's body at the moment. Her fair and fair face is more like dotted with red plums, with a little bright red. Her expression is strange and alienated, as if In the aftertaste of what the general.

The countess, who spread her hands, clenched her fists and relaxed her palms.

In less than a second after receiving the shock, the little gentleman pulled out his gun and hid behind a tree. At this moment, his heart was beating loudly, and his eardrums seemed to be filled with the roar of the beating heart.

no, not her

It's not an unacceptable subconscious denial, but by comparing some details, you can keenly see that something is wrong. For example, the radian of the towering gift on the chest is different, and the proportion of the plump peach buttocks is not correct. That is the beauty that Lynn has watched and played countless times. He is familiar with it even if it is wrapped in a layer of clothes. Clearly recognizable, this difference in detail allowed Lynn to be certain that Moonlight was definitely not Emiste.

However, that scene was still too shocking, causing Lin En to think of something, and the strange doubts in his heart could not be suppressed no matter what.

No, this is not the time to think about that.

Lynn bit the tip of his tongue lightly with his teeth, and the tingling sensation made him concentrate a lot at once. Lin En held his breath and clenched the revolver pistol in his hand. There were six bullets in it. In the state of fully open six senses, he not only had eyes to observe the scene behind the tree.

It was like a vague and hazy 3-image, and the perception of Sequence 8 was far beyond that of ordinary people. This is a field that ordinary people, even those who are born with disabilities, are absolutely impossible to step into. If the sequence 9 is something that can do so, then the sequence 8 is comprehensive.

The silver moonlight was reflected in Lin En's eyes, who quickly restrained his emotions, as if two emeralds were flickering.

He saw that the impostor was intoxicated.

Spatial distance, wind direction and airflow, obstacles along the way, and select the shooting circle.

Like an efficient computer, Lynn constructed two sets of action plans in his brain according to the situation. He felt lonely at this time, and suddenly he missed Bill and Yefne very much. If they were there, he communicated only by gestures. He was sure that the fake countess would stay.

First, shoot suppression.

The last breath was pressed between his throat, and Lynn turned around and raised his gun to aim at the target, as if he was shooting a target in an arms factory, with his eyes and pistols at three points and one line to suppress the fire.

Bang bang bang! ! !

Three bullets were fired first.

At the moment when Lynn appeared with murderous intent, the unreasonable warning of the extraordinary existence caused the fake countess to dodge. Almost at an angle against gravity, she jumped up like a spider, and rushed over like an alien with the help of a dense forest tree trunk.

Most of the Beyonders killed by guns have not been trained. In fact, for these people who are particularly abnormal in terms of dynamic vision and motor nerves, there is a set of dodging instructions. By calculating the shooting angle of bullets, dodge or dodge. fight back.

The fake countess in front of her stepped on the tree trunk and quickly circled to Lynn's shooting blind spot in an irregular motion.

So fast!

Lynn was horrified. With his Sequence 8 reaction, he couldn't keep up with the other party in time. The first plan in his mind just gave up. In this dark jungle, he gave up using his eyes to capture the exaggerated motion afterimage, tilted his body at a small angle, and quickly leaned against the trunk to reduce the attack surface.

Almost as soon as Lynn did this, the sound of breaking through the air passed in the direction he stayed before. The tingling sound of breaking through the air made him feel the scalp. On the training ground, Yefni's sharp blade in outer clothing The scene of the hair standing on end when the catapult penetrates the steel plate, this fake should have no weapons on his body, so this can only be said that his alienated body is a bit terrifying~www.readwn.com~ At this moment, the sternness of breaking the air is still there. The blood in the air gave Lynn the illusion that he had been cut.

boom! boom!

In the face of the illusion, do not hesitate to return the bullet!

Another two shots almost passed by and hit the tree trunk. In the dense forest lit by gunfire, Lynn clearly saw the face of the fake, with a wicked smile, as if he was admiring it. The struggle of the prey.

The familiar smirk made Lynn feel more uncomfortable, and this face had interfered with his judgment more than once.

One shot left.

Holding the cane horizontally, Lynn, who was leaning against the tree trunk, bit a bullet between his teeth at some point. He quickly swung the bullet out and quickly added a bullet to the revolver.

I can only add one, because time doesn't allow it.

The hunting experience told Lynn that no matter how good your marksmanship is, if you want to hit a target that moves fast in the forest, it depends on luck and skill. It seems that he has reached the end of the road. As an auxiliary Extraordinary, the little gentleman is like a prey who has been cornered. He can only do his dying struggle with his back against the big tree. Intensified the pressure of the approaching death.

The fake countess obviously understood the lethality of Lynn's firearms, and tried to seduce him to shoot the last two bullets. In that case, there would be no room for human beings who could replace the bullet time, and their fragile bodies would be cut open.

When the gun flame chasing the ghostly figure flashed once again, and unexpectedly failed, Lynn squeezed the last bullet and began to become a stalemate, which seemed to be holding on to the life-saving straw and was unwilling to let go.

Soon, a dazzling grin appeared on the charming face of the fake countess.

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