After being blown up by the sudden explosion, mazka didn''t rush at Loren immediately, but chose to stay in place and linger around the black haired wizard, waiting for his moment of distraction.
This is also Loren''s fighting habit. Because he is very tired of "emergencies", he would rather observe it before he is sure, patiently wait for the flaws of the enemy and wait for the opportunity to come at that moment.
The black haired wizard slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and his right hand holding the "dragon tooth" suddenly slipped, and the gun rod fell down along the palm of his hand - at this moment, the time was infinitely elongated, mazka disappeared from his place, and the remnants of the fierce beast had been pasted in front of him!
Sure enough -!
In the deafening animal howl, "dragon teeth" were suddenly provoked, and the silver gun tip stirred up a month and a half without warning!
The beast''s claws were almost close to his face, and the ferocious Lauren tried his best to stab the "dragon teeth" straight ahead!
With the silver plated gun tip alone, "dragon teeth" was not enough to pierce the fierce beast, but at least it could tear off its fur - the splashed pus sprayed half of Loren''s cheek, and the wailing mazka chose to retreat without hesitation and put on a posture of waiting for the opportunity.
But it''s fake -!
The terrible howl sounded at the moment when the fierce beast landed. Loren''s face showed a "understanding" smile. He turned his right hand and hid the "dragon teeth" behind him, throwing a blow "Turin fire" right in front!
The fire burst, but this time mazka didn''t choose to avoid, but rushed across the flame sputtering range immediately before the explosion and directly jumped at Loren hiding behind the flame!
I''m smart
The black haired wizard held the gun with both hands, and the "dragon teeth" with blue light cut a piece of fire on the ground.
Side, backhand, pick up!
"Dang --!"
The collision sound that should not have occurred stagnated in mid air, and the tip of Loren''s gun stabbing mazka''s throat blocked the waving claw.
Mezka, who was blocked, did not give up, but roared and waved another claw - Loren, holding the gun with both hands, and now there is no defense.
But the premise is that "dragon tooth" is not a magic wand... His lips trembled slightly, and a strange smile appeared on Lauren''s face.
Everything was just in a flash... The moment the claws fell, the golden red flame had swept around, the boiling flame was more and more dazzling, and the gravel and dust under your feet were completely vaporized by the swept heat wave.
At that moment, mazka noticed Lauren''s crazy eyes - either retreat or die together!
"Boom --!!!"
The splashing flame swallowed the two figures at the same time. The heat wave spread around with the explosion as the center swept around, and the dry earth turned into scorched earth in an instant!
When the fire disappeared, Lauren, standing in the scattered smoke, smiled contemptuously, provoked the "dragon teeth" in his hand, and the silver tip of the gun pointed straight ahead.
The embarrassed mezka is entrenched opposite the black haired wizard. The evil god finally chose to escape rather than carry it down.
Just as I guessed... This monster doesn''t know how to fight. It''s just imitating itself - habits, experience, coping style, that''s all.
That illusion is like fighting another self; The difference is that whether it''s speed, power or even body shape, mazka is far beyond himself, even using "beyond perception", and he is far from its opponent.
This is an absolutely asymmetric battle. I can only take a little advantage by knowing myself enough. Once mezka reacts, the situation will be reversed again.
Constant approach and constant attack are the key to victory!
What Luca said flashed in his mind. The black haired wizard gently wiped the blood off his cheek, subconsciously stepped forward, and slowly exerted his right hand holding the gun.
I''ll attack this time, beast... Since you like imitation so much, let''s see how the war dancers fight!
Lorraine with a gun on his right foot stepped on the ground, and the figure sweeping through the smoke and dust had rushed wildly - the murderer who didn''t seem to realize that Lorraine would take the initiative to attack roared at the "stranger"!
In an instant, the two figures, big and small, completed the interleaving - Loren waving a spear surrounded mazka like a bird. In an instant, he dodged deadly attacks again and again, no longer facing each other, but the spear tip with blue light was always aimed at the huge body.
Constantly looking for the angle of attack, constantly approaching the distance between the two sides, looking for the most appropriate opportunity, and then a fatal blow!
The fierce beast kept roaring, and the sharp claws scratched against the tiny figure again and again. The leather armor on Loren was almost torn to pieces, and the scars on the two shoulders were deeply visible!
No, we can''t stop yet. It''s not the time!
The sense of muscle tear constantly stimulates the nerves from the wound. Loren is still approaching mazka without any intention of retreating.
The two figures staggered again. Mazka suddenly opened his mouth. Loren, who was stranded in mid air, had no time to hide, and the distance between the two sides made him have no way to escape!
Lauren laughed.
At the moment when the jaws full of tusks and bloody smell opened, the "dragon teeth" in the hand had been held back in the hand, and the blue gun tip breathed the breath of death.
"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"
In the roar, Loren stepped on mazka''s body and stabbed the "dragon tooth" into its mouth!
The evil god whose throat was torn by a sharp blade screamed in panic, viscous pus spewed out of the throat, the fragile jaw tendon had been torn, the whole jaw had fallen out of control, and was connected under the head by the last bit of rotten meat!
He will be killed, he will be killed by the stranger - the murderous mezka had this idea in his consciousness for the first time, and even a trace of fear in his original anger.
This should not have been its emotion, but now it appears uncontrollably!
Almost!
Loren, whose eyes widened, was exhausted, and even could clearly feel that every part of his body was shaking. The energy consumed violently was like a steel nail inserted into his head, which was more painful than life.
It''s just a little close. I can let this evil god ascend to heaven in situ!
The tired body was caught by the screaming beast. Loren, who refused to let go, was thrown out, fell to the ground like a falling rag bag, and struggled to get up.
The opportunity to kill the "stranger" is close at hand, but mazka chose to retreat and watch, staring at the figure who is struggling, relying on the barrel to support his body and struggling to get up from the ground.
"Mazka... I guess you must be very proud when you slaughtered those elves?"
Struggling to stand firm, Loren''s voice with his head down became hoarse: "no one can stop you, no one can resist you, and the enemies in front of you can only be killed one by one. This feeling... Must be very pleasant."
"Tell me, are you very happy when those elves scream in your ears?
When your beasts tear the fresh lives into pieces, tear their intestines, limbs, heads and organs, and swallow their flesh and blood, does that make you enjoy it very much?
Slaughter, destruction, ravage, torture... You must be very happy when the weak, strong and indomitable creatures who resist you die one by one?
Do you like the pleasure of fighting and playing with weak creatures in the palm of your hand?
You are synonymous with the horror of ancient wood forest and the most feared existence in the heart of all elves; you are a natural disaster and a devil and evil god who should not exist in the world... Once! "
Standing straight again, the indifferent Lorraine pointed the gun at mazka again:
"As for now, you are just a drowning dog, a reptile that can only hide in a cave, and a stupid beast.
So listen to me clearly. Right now, between the two of us, you are responsible for the dying struggle.
And I''m responsible for killing you. "