radicalducati Chapter 272 Ripple Dash!
Chapter 272 Ripple Dash!
Chapter 272 Ripple Dash!
A faintly glowing talisman was hurled from the rooftop by Lorne, striking precisely the seemingly empty ground.
The moment the talisman touched the ground, a pure golden light rose up from there.
The golden light rapidly contracted inward, outlining a phantom figure dressed in a black tailcoat and draped in a dark red cloak.
At the same time, another seemingly ordinary glass bottle also arced through the air towards the grinning figure.
The werewolf, Tyr, attacked.
Tyre sensed danger and instinctively raised his claws, which had dagger-like black nails, to smash the unassuming projectile.
"Snap!"
The glass bottle shattered in mid-air, and some pure white liquid, shimmering with the scent of sunlight, dripped down from the sky.
"ah--!"
The werewolf let out a howl of extreme pain. The moment the liquid touched his skin, it immediately produced a teeth-grinding sizzling sound, and wisps of white smoke billowed wildly from his body, emitting a nauseating, burnt smell.
That's right, the bottle contained the "holy water" that Lorne had prepared in advance! For werewolves, this "holy water" was just as corrosive as sulfuric acid!
Lorne wasted no time. At the same time as he threw out the talisman and holy water, he used all his strength and leaped off the roof at top speed!
"Mental Storm!"
Tyr, who was still roaring angrily because of the burning of the holy water, suddenly had his pupils contract and froze on the spot as if a pause button had been pressed.
good chance!
Lorne infused the playing cards with his spiritual energy, and a pure silver one-handed sword with intricate runes engraved on its blade instantly appeared in his hand.
This is a magical item he bought at a gathering hosted by the old man "The Eye of Wisdom" when he first returned to Backlund. It possesses unparalleled sharpness and purifying and exorcising effects.
While the werewolf Tyr was still in a daze, Lorne, sword in hand, leaped high into the air and slashed fiercely at the man's head!
However, at that moment, a chilling frost suddenly swept in from the side! The surrounding soil was instantly covered with a thick layer of white frost.
Lorne's body stiffened slightly from the sudden chill, and his posture shifted. The sword that was supposed to sever the opponent's neck was deflected, grazing the opponent's cheek and missing its mark.
"Damn it!" Lorne cursed inwardly.
He knew that this was the ability to create frost through the "Prisoner" pathway.
Missing his first strike, he quickly adjusted his body, using the momentum from the landing to turn around and kick hard at Tyr's wrist!
With a crisp "clang!", the "Crimson Moon Crown" that emitted an ominous red light was kicked away by him!
Then, taking advantage of the centrifugal force from his body's rotation, he raised the rune steel sword in his hand again and stabbed it fiercely towards the "werewolf's" chest!
But this time, Tyr, having endured excruciating pain, had regained some of his senses from the effects of the "mental storm." The blade had barely pierced his skin and penetrated his body when he let out a painful roar, violently twisting his body to narrowly avoid the fatal blow.
Then, countless thick, black bristles sprouted wildly from all over his body. His body began to swell, his muscles bulged, and he completely transformed into a ferocious and terrifying werewolf!
Seeing the situation was turning against him, Lorne immediately retreated. He wasn't confident he could gain the upper hand in a close-quarters confrontation with a "werewolf."
Just then, a chilling wind, of unknown origin, suddenly blew from the back of Lorne's neck, making the hairs on his body stand on end and causing him to tremble uncontrollably.
A soft, golden halo suddenly flashed from the rune steel sword in his hand, instantly enveloping Lorne's side. This was the rune steel sword's inherent, passive purification ability.
"I failed to kill him on the first try!" Lorne cursed inwardly, feeling a bit tricky.
That surprise attack did scratch Tyre, but it didn't cause any fatal damage. Such a good opportunity might only come once.
"I'm going to eat you!"
Tyr's eyes were now tinged with a deep crimson. Clearly, the attack had completely robbed him of his reason; all he wanted now was bloodlust!
Looking at the "werewolf" in front of him, who was almost unable to control his anger, Lorne quickly pulled out "Phantom" from his pocket.
Before he could even pull the trigger—
"Go to hell!"
A sharp, angry, and venomous howl suddenly exploded in everyone's minds.
boom!
As the sound echoed, Lorne felt as if he had been hit hard on the head. His vision blurred instantly, his breath filled with a strong smell of blood, and everything in front of him was stained with a layer of blood red.
Even Marich, who was not far away and was about to help Sharon, was forced to kneel down in pain by the scream, clearly having been seriously injured as well.
The vengeful spirit Steve, dressed in a black tuxedo and holding the Crimson Moon Crown, finally revealed himself. A faint black, greenish smoke emanated from his body.
"This is troublesome—"
According to Lorne's original plan, when "Wraith" Steve was suddenly attacked and attracted all attention, he would then launch a surprise attack to kill the weakest "Werewolf" Tyr and seize the "Crimson Crown".
They would then team up with Maric, creating a two-on-one situation. As long as they could hold off the "vengeful spirit" until Sharon dealt with the "zombie" Jason, they would have victory in hand.
But now, Tyre is not dead, and he himself has been completely exposed. Everything has slid into the worst possible situation.
For a moment, the players on the field entered a brief standoff. Lorne looked at his two enemies, both "Werewolf" Tyrell and "Wraith" Steve, who stared at him with ferocious and venomous eyes. They were just waiting for a signal, and they would pounce on him without hesitation and tear him to pieces.
"I surrender."
Just when the atmosphere was at its most tense, Lorne suddenly spoke up and said something that surprised everyone.
"I'm just a bounty hunter who does things for money. I don't want to risk my life for them."
Then, under Maric's utterly shocked gaze...
With a loud "clang".
Lorne threw down the rune steel sword in his right hand and released his left hand as well, letting the "Phantom" revolver fall onto the muddy ground.
"Idiot! They won't let you go even if you do this!" Enduring the corrosive effects of the curse, Marich shouted with all his might. He hadn't expected Lorne to be so naive! The "liberal faction" had no principle of not killing prisoners. Laying down his weapons now was tantamount to suicide!
Even Sharon, who was wrestling with "zombie" Jason not far away, couldn't help but turn her gaze toward Lorne, her usually calm and indifferent azure eyes filled with disbelief.
Lorne, however, seemed not to have heard Marich's words at all, and simply stood there without making any move.
The "vengeful spirit" Steve, floating in mid-air, did not act immediately, but watched Lorne with great vigilance.
But Tyr, the "werewolf" who had been slashed twice by Lorne, could no longer contain himself. Seeing Lorne lower his weapon, a glint of hunger and mockery flashed in his blood-red eyes, and he roared as he pounced on him!
How ridiculous! How could we possibly let you go! I'll tear your neck off first, then rip your body to shreds!
Just as he sliced through the air, leaped up, and pounced fiercely at Lorne.
Lorne's lips suddenly curled upwards, revealing a wicked, triumphant smile.
A uniquely shaped, jet-black spear instantly appeared in his hand!
"Snap!"
That was the sound of a bullet being chambered.
You can't hide in the air!
Just as "Werewolf" Tyr was falling, Lorne's dark gun barrel was already pointed at his large, hairy head.
"Take this!"
Thomson—Ripple Dash!
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