Quadruple split

Yes, the show begins.

Even though Futaba had ambushed countless hands through various artistically distorted fertility magics, the pursuers who had not suffered much damage were forced to stop, under the splendid and dazzling light. Wailing and accompanied by deafening roars, a dozen supervisors who were hit head-on were thrown away like eight-year-old rag dolls, without even having time to scream.

It is true that they basically have the strength to stand out at a high level, but it is still difficult to protect themselves in front of the magic cannon that [Slaying] spent a lot of money to purchase. Without subjective defense, those who are concentrated frontally or in the center of the explosion Even if they did not die directly, the supervisors had all lost their ability to fight, and their partners who were farther away were not intact.

The raging arcane explosions and secondary impacts knocked out nearly a quarter of the pursuit force almost instantly. Not only that, after a silence of about half a minute at most, the ship that was several miles away [The Killer] actually conducted another round of precise long-distance bombing, directly destroying half of the supervisors in the pursuit team and several Gray Lizard Hunter warriors who were unable to react.

“Excellent work of art.”

Standing beside Mo Tan and Futaba with his hands behind his back, the short but strong Fourteen nodded with satisfaction, turned to the two of them and smiled: "Although I am also the kind of person who relies more on my own strength. , but if you put those things in the right environment at the right time, it will really make people want to rely on them."

[Hey, hey, are you the heroine in a shoujo manga? 】

Haru Kutata, who looked solemn, and Meifu Xiangluan, who was lying on the former's chest and shivering, vomited in their hearts at the same time.

"As you said, Your Excellency Fourteenth."

Mo Tan calmed down and nodded in agreement: "Those things called magic cannons can indeed be called 'art'. In addition, thank you very much for your willingness to help."

Fourteen grinned and did not comment on Mo Tan's 'thank you'. He just said lightly: "Do you like it? If you like it, I can give you three doors."

Mo Tan was immediately shocked: "What..."

"Yes, of course I am willing to give you half of these good things. To be precise, it is the ship that belongs to you."

Fourteen raised his hand and touched his bare head, showing a meaningful smile: "I have always been generous to my companions, but I think you also know, Mr. Haru, that what I call 'companion' means It was the leader of the pirate group 'Fourteen' and the second in command 'Medicine King' who [killed] the pirates, not the alliance of victims who wanted to overthrow the current leader of Sleepy Hollow."

Mo Tan nodded silently, exchanged a look with the girl who quietly raised her little face in his arms, and then fell into silence.

"Haha, after all, magic cannons can only be effective on the sea or city walls."

Fourteen didn't mind Haru's silence. He just smiled and walked to the front and said leisurely: "Oh, by the way, in order to ensure entertainment, I specifically told my friends before that only Just fire two rounds of artillery fire."

Futaba, who was curled up in Mo Tan's arms, turned timidly to glance at Fourteen and whispered: "Two...two rounds..."

"Yes, dear lady, it was the two rounds of shelling just now."

Fourteen raised his slightly thick lips and said happily: "As for the remaining pursuers, they can just be used to stretch their muscles."

Mo Tan's eyes suddenly widened and he said in astonishment: "Move your muscles and bones? But... Mr. Fourteen, those gray lizard hunters..."

"Those gray lizard hunters are very strong, I know it very well. After all, although I have not directly competed with them over the years, I have had some dealings with them."

Fourteen casually interrupted Mo Tan, and casually tore off the upper body of his 'prison uniform', revealing his strong body with a faint dark blue phosphorescence: "That's why there is value in moving the muscles and bones, haha, if If possible, I hope you two will not leave in a hurry. After all, this is the final performance of my slave career for these years. If the observer is the only 'audience', it will be a bit disappointing."

Mo Tan frowned deeply and pondered for a few seconds before slowly nodding: "I know, but Mei Fu..."

"I have always cherished my companions, and at this moment when we have not yet left the sphere of influence of Dullhead Cliff, there is no doubt that you still have this identity."

Fourteen casually picked up a stone from the ground, weighed it in his hand, and said calmly: "So whether it is Mr. Haru or Ms. Meifu, who is very dependent on you, I will not let you suffer in the slightest. I don't need your help to be hurt. To be honest, after getting rid of the influence of 'Black Anna', even I don't know..."

Buzz——

With a piercing whistling sound, the stone was thrown out by Fourteen with incredible force, and after a short delay, it directly hit the helmet of a gray lizard hunter a hundred meters away.

Boom!

Under the stunned gaze of his companions, the gray lizard warrior was directly knocked off his mount by the inconspicuous stone, and flew back several meters before crashing to the ground.

After a few seconds, the soldier with his face covered in blood staggered up from the ground. With the help of his companions, he struggled to take off his severely twisted helmet. He looked into the distance with a mixture of shock and anger and smiled. Looking at Fourteen waving to him.

Obviously, he didn't know what method Fourteen used to attack him, otherwise it would not be 'anger' but 'fear'.

"That's right."

Fourteen nodded with satisfaction, looked down at his right hand that had just thrown the stone, and murmured: "Even I... don't know how strong I am now."

[You are so damn strong now, big brother! 】

[God can hurt people with his hands, fuck your mother! 】

Mo Tan and Futaba made some uncivilized complaints in their hearts at the same time, and then exchanged glances with each other again, communicating in secret.

The content is roughly as follows:

Futaba licked her lips gently: I'm afraid that the idea will hurt my hands.

Mo Tan exhaled gently through his nose: So, our plan...

Futaba frowned, relaxed and frowned again: As for me, if I strike suddenly, I should be able to catch him off guard. Where is your poisonous arrow?

Mo Tan pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly: As long as it can hit, it should be fine. The key issue is the last blow.

Futaba breathed out slowly through his mouth and looked away: I can't guarantee it, I can only do my best and let fate. As the saying goes, the ship will naturally straighten when it reaches the front, although it may just sink naturally.

Mo Tan held the girl's shoulder with a little force: He should be... demonstrating, right?

Futaba pouted secretly and slowly closed her eyes: Nonsense, if it’s not a demonstration, how can it be a monkey show for us? Okay, okay, let's adjust the situation quickly, the location has been decided here.

…

All in all, after completing this round of "communication" behind Fourteen without making any sound or large movements at all, but the two of them were somehow understanding each other's thoughts, Mo Tan and Futaba stopped interacting, hugging each other. He focused his attention on Fourteen and started watching the show. He closed his eyes and rested while he was being held, while he began to 'prepare' by rubbing his vagina while recovering his strength.

The captain of the Gray Lizard Hunting Team, who made the decision immediately and ordered everyone to move forward at full speed to engage in close combat with the three people in the distance, had already led his people to rush over. His thinking process was very simple. Since those three people were important enough, Being covered by such strong firepower, as long as you rush over and engage them hand-to-hand, it will be difficult for the other party to launch an offensive that makes it impossible to tell the difference between friend and foe at a glance.

This is a relatively correct choice, but it does not mean how smart the captain is. After all, if it were Mo Tan and Futaba, their first reaction would never be 'find a way not to be bombarded again'. But, 'Why don't those three grandsons hurry up and run away? I'm afraid they are not playing dirty tricks'!

But the three of them really didn't play dirty tricks.

Mo Tan and Futaba were just watching the show. As for Fourteen, who didn't even know how good he was, he seemed to want to have a head-to-head confrontation with the gray lizards and supervisors who were rushing towards them.

And then...well, then he rushed out and had a head-on confrontation.

The blow that opened the curtain was a simple punch.

Fourteen took a step forward seemingly extremely slowly, and then appeared strangely in front of the leader of the Gray Lizard Hunting Team who had rushed within five meters of the three of them. He slowly raised his right fist and sent it Got out.

As if in slow motion, the moment the squad leader's huge sword came into contact with Fourteen's right fist, it began to burst from the edge of the blade, and instantly turned into fragments that were lifted into the air.

Then, the fist that seemed to have encountered no resistance continued to move forward, straight through the opponent's heavy armor that was at least five centimeters thick, and touched the chest of the squad leader whose eyes were splitting.

Then, an invisible substance, like an explosion of air, came out from behind the captain, and a faint red mist seemed to be visible from it.

Immediately, the squad leader, who had not had time to pick up his spare weapon, fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, completely lifeless.

The poisonous horned gray lizard, which was connected to its master's mind, let out a roar, and the gray-white sharp horn on its forehead quickly turned into a dazzling blood red. It was pushed by its heavy body and stabbed straight towards ten people. Four's chest.

Although it is just a new high-level monster, when properly raised, the poisonous horned gray lizard can instantly detonate the poison in its horns. The cooldown of [Poisonous Fire Crack] can last up to half a month as long as it can successfully If it hits, it can exert abilities far beyond the average level of its main body. And this mount, which has just lost its master and launched an attack with a desperate will, the power contained in its poisonous horn has steadily reached the high-level peak level.

Then a huge hand grabbed its neck and knocked it to the ground.

And Mo Tan, who had always been paying attention to Fourteen, also stared at Fourteen's hand at this moment.

It was a hand that was seriously out of proportion and so huge that it could almost hold up fourteen and a half of the body. It could easily push the poisonous horned gray lizard back to the ground, and then it seemed as if it had no weight. It was raised high, and when it was swung down again, it directly blew open the head of the poisonous horned gray lizard, splashing out a large amount of blood with great effect.

[Ten times...and it shouldn’t be the limit. 】

Mo Tan glanced at Shi Shi who turned around and grinned at him, and then shifted his gaze to the latter's right hand that had returned to its original shape, feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart.

It’s not that the destructive power of this hand is terrifying. After it gets bigger, the veins on it that are almost as thick as Mei Fu’s waist are scary. In fact, just looking at the visual effects and lethality, no matter how simple it was before fourteen Wuhua's punch, or the shocking 'partial doubling technique' that followed, neither exceeded Mo Tan and Futaba's expectations, which was a real 'epic level'.

What really gave him a headache was the way Fourteen looked like he was lifting a weight while completing this series of actions.

That feeling of ease made it difficult for Mo Tan to think that this was the limit of Fourteen.

After all, according to common sense, when one's usual right fist suddenly expands ten times, and the basic coefficients such as weight also increase almost ten times, no matter how well a person can control this 'skill', in a short time There will also be some discomfort due to the sense of disobedience in the body. Even if you can barely control the power, it will never be as easy as Fourteen showed.

It's like... even if he controls the hand that has swelled to that extent, it is no different to him than when he usually does it.

To give a relatively clear and easy-to-understand example, in Mo Tan's perception, the difference between this situation should be that a normal person making a call with a mobile phone is the same as using a dumbbell weighing more than ten kilograms. Although both can be picked up, but in The physical sensation is absolutely different. It's fine for a short period of time. But if you take a long-distance phone call with your long-distance girlfriend, you'll still be sore for five, six, seven or eight days even if you don't break any bones.

The feeling that Fourteen gave him was like the difference between a normal adult waving a toothpick and waving a box of toothpicks. To put it simply, there was no difference.

This is a bit scary...

[Is it some kind of secret technique that few people know about? Or is it purely an innate advantage? Speaking of which, Haru knew very little about Shi Shi. Apart from knowing that this person was very strong and that he was probably from the Sea Clan, he had almost no useful information. 】

Mo Tan quickly turned his brain, making "futile" calculations when there was no room for revision of the plan.

And Futaba, who was nestled in his arms and always had some energy to observe the battle situation, also had a somewhat uncertain expression.

As the guardian BOSS of this script [Road to Survival], the strength shown by Shi Shi is still as unfathomable as the sea until this moment.

Chapter 1,241: End