The Fate of the Gunman

A...pig?

But at this moment, there was a sense of crisis again from his side, and the enemy Lancer, who was ignorant of the immediate enemy Lancer, held Medea with one hand, and at the same time, he dodged his gun sideways, and then saw a burst of magic bullets instantly blasting him. The position where he stood just now was covered, and then he saw that Circe with his wand in his hand was looking at Lancer angrily.

Circe, who stepped on the suspected height-enhancing shoes, was full of anger, but unlike the opponent Lancer had encountered, he looked like an irritated child.

The opponent's powerful strength and completely incompatible personality made Lancer very puzzled.

What happened to the guy in front of me?

But doubts turn to doubts, the opponent's strength is beyond doubt, it is certain that the opponent should be a magician who specializes in illusion, but even so, the power of those magic bullets is still not to be underestimated, plus she escapes from the flames because of her help The liberated demon pig was also looking at Lancer with a grimace and resentment.

"You actually hurt my cute pet. Does a guy like you deserve everyone's love? Huh! Let me teach you a lesson!"

"Cute pet? It seems that you should be the one who has been well educated! Let me tell you what it means to do to others what you don't want!"

Lancer was expressionless at this time, but this was also a sign of his seriousness.

Several of his teachers have taught him the importance of being'calm down' in battle, and he has kept reminding himself about this.

The more angry he became, the calmer Lancer became, and his serious face was just his effort to contain his inner anger.

But the other party didn't seem to see it at all. She raised the staff in her hand and did not hesitate to attack Lancer first. A large number of magic bullets covered Lancer like a storm.

The "storm and rain" at this time is not a metaphor, but really dense magic bullets like raindrops.

A simple magic bullet can't even break through the protection of Lancer's "Blue Star", but the accumulation of small amounts will add up. Once these thousands of attacks hit him, he will probably die instantly.

But at this moment a voice rang in Lancer's ear.

"Your Excellency Lancer, less than half of these attacks are real, and the rest are fantasies created by her teacher!"

Chapter 85 is here!

Unlike the previous illusion, in the face of half of the storm’s attack at this time, even if Medea could distinguish the opponent’s attack, it was too late to tell Lancer, because Circe’s attack speed exceeded normal speech. speed,

But what Medea didn't expect was that Lancer, who was holding a gun, showed a sneer.

"Hold me tight! Since you don't know which is true and which is false, then just - - - block them all!"

Lancer, who had loosened Medea's left hand holding the gun with both hands, slammed down.

In the face of an attack like a torrential rain, Lancer not only didn't shrink back, but took the initiative to attack.

The reason for making such a decision was not only because he didn't like to be passive, but also because he continued to procrastinate and didn't know whether there would be any unexpected changes.

But even Lancer couldn't bounce off all the opponent's attacks, so he focused his defense on the upper body.

The dense magic bullets attacked Lancer like raindrops.

The sound of "pop~pop~" kept ringing in Lancer's ears. Even the armor recognized as'A' by the system is not omnipotent. In the face of stormy attacks, simple defenses will inevitably be destroyed. .

And Medea, who embraced Lancer in both hands, faced the oncoming magic bullet, only to realize that he was able to escape before because of his teacher, or the reason why his aunt let him go. When fighting against her, she attacked like this, I'm afraid she didn't even have a chance to escape.

But when she closed her eyes in the face of this terrifying attack, she found a strange thing, that is, the expected attack did not strike, and only then did she discover the red color standing in front of her. Gun shadow.

Looking at the pale blue leather armor that was almost torn and his undamaged long skirt, Medea realized that the reason why he was safe was because of the man under him.

What the other party said before can be said to be merciless, even if she can understand the other party but it is impossible to say that there is no resentment in her heart, but at this time, looking at the other party’s damaged leather armor and bloodstains on her body, she also unconsciously accepts it. Tightened his arms.

The man under her was different from everyone she had met before.

The other party is not perfect, not as dazzling as the sun as in the story, and even has many shortcomings. He can't even speak, but he uses his own actions to protect her.

The mysterious disappearance of the god named'Eros' who attacked her before should have something to do with the other party, but she didn't know anything about it before, and even if it wasn't for her coma, she wondered if her attack was just a simple one. Meng, now the other party is protecting her without saying a word, obviously the anger towards her before this has been so undisguised...

What the other party did was so incomprehensible to Medea, but looking at the other's scarred body and looking at her clothes without any damage to the skirt, her heartbeat became faster unconsciously. Up.

The arms holding Lancer's head tightened unconsciously, and she was lying on Lancer's head.

The crimson cheeks and the fast beating heart made her look extremely abnormal. After all, she was facing a barrage that could easily tear her apart, but she had a strange sense of peace of mind, because --- ——The man is here.

Medea's abnormal Lancer didn't notice. In his opinion, the reason why the other party hugged himself or even pressed his body to his head was just because of nervousness, and the same was true for the gradually accelerating heartbeat in his ear.

Of course, the more important reason is because the immediate attack left him with no extra energy to think about it.

But at this moment, the seemingly airtight barrage suddenly revealed a trace of flaws.

Although it was only a momentary flaw, how could Lancer, who had been holding his breath, miss this fleeting opportunity?

The spear that was constantly swinging leveled instantly, and at the same time the dragon energy on his body exploded violently and bounced off the magic bullet that hit him.

The powerful elemental resistance of the Dragon Qi can block the attack of the magic bullet in a short time under Lancer's full force, but Lancer has been useless before, and what is waiting is now!

Medea, who was wrapped in dragon aura, also noticed Lancer's anomaly, almost at the same time that Medea was wrapped in dragon aura, he broke away from the strange emotions.

'What happened just now?Could it be that this is also the reason for her ability?'

Medea's blushing cheeks seemed to think of something, her cheeks were getting redder, but she was biting her lips without saying a word.

Lancer's sudden acceleration with a long spear was undoubtedly a shock to Circe. After all, Lancer had just struggled to block her attack, but the sudden acceleration was completely beyond her expectation.

The dark red comet instantly tore through the space composed of endless barrage.

Facing this sudden attack, Circe hurriedly set up the magic circle for defense, but only one layer was not enough. She also quickly activated the second layer, but the attack was already in sight...

"Stab!"

The sound of the muscles being ripped apart was extremely harsh, and the silhouette like a hill stood in front of Circe, and Lancer did not expect that a roadblock would suddenly appear, but even so, the spear in his hand still did not hesitate at all. .

"drink!!"

Accompanied by a whisper, the Deaththorn Spear in his hand even became curved due to the wrestling of the two forces, and at this moment a strange force suddenly merged into his arms.

'?'

Then he noticed that this unusual force came from the top of his head.

Obviously, Medea concentrated all his magic power in the eyes in order to determine the position of Circe, and even lost the ability to defend, but it was no longer necessary to do so, so she turned to transfer all the magic to Lancer's. Body.

She didn't know if it made sense to do so, but she still made this choice.

And this magical power was the last straw that overwhelmed the opponent, and the power of terror burst instantly, and the body like a hill was completely thrown away, but Lancer didn't care about the opponent at all, because his goal was right in front of him.

"Circe!!!"

All the anger that had converged so far burst out instantly with the spear stabbed in his hand.

The spear wrapped in flame burst out terrifying energy at the first time it collided with the defensive technique, and even the illusion created by Circe was torn apart by it.