Yokohama Cadre Nakahara March

The deafening roar made Zhongyuan Zhongye's mind go blank even if he covered his ears. His ears were buzzing continuously, and his cobalt blue pupils were dilated, as if the whole person was shocked.

Even Zhong Yuanzhong, who had covered his ears in advance, was once stunned by Wo Jin's roar, his ears buzzing, let alone Verlaine who faced Wo Jin's roar.

Verlaine, who had been manipulating the moonlight in his spare time, staggered suddenly, and was shaken by the sky-shattering roar, causing severe pain in his skull, blood slowly flowing from his ears, and the bright white spots all over his body also dissipated and returned to the moonlight due to the master's absence.

Ma Qi secretly sighed, she miscalculated, she didn't bring noise-proof earmuffs, even if she blocked her ears beforehand, she still felt a mess in her mind, and originally planned to take advantage of Wojin and Verlaine's confrontation, Looking at the strength of the transcendent, it turns out that it is not bad to be able to recover from this roar.

Wojin's roar has indeed become stronger.

Not only against the enemy, but also against one's own people.

Verlaine leaned against the wall, his expression ferocious and stern, his voice was no longer as elegant and calm as before, and became hoarse, "Hehehehahahaha, you really succeeded in angering me!"

He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of clenching. The dazzling white light instantly transformed into a chain and bound Wo Jin tightly, and with every breath he took, the white light continued to flow Infiltrated Wo Jin's body.

"Huh? It's the chains again! It's just in time, I didn't enjoy the fight last time." Wo Jin's hands were tense, his fists were stretched outwards, and the white chains were stretched apart little by little, but they were unexpectedly tough. It wasn't broken because of it.

His golden eyes gave Wojin a cold look. Verlaine, whose eardrum was ruptured by the roar, recovered faster than Zhongyuan Zhongye. Take it down.

Then use Yuehua to kill insignificant people.

Verlaine, who had lost his hearing, seemed to have become unscrupulous. He no longer assumed the casual attitude of a hunter playing with his prey, but began to show his ferocious fangs.

The huge bright white moonlight blasted directly at Chuya Nakahara and Ma Qi, and the blond girl grabbed Chuya Nakahara's arm and jumped behind the container. The large container blocking them was instantly smashed into pieces.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was still in a daze, immediately came back to his senses. Although there were still bursts of tinnitus in his ears, when both parties' hearing was not good, they were barely in a fair state.

The ochre-haired boy who had regained his fighting consciousness wrapped the gravel on the ground with gravity, raised his leg and swept it away. The stone wrapped in a rich red light swiftly attacked Verlaine, but was blocked by the opponent directly raising his hand.

"As I said, this level of strength cannot defeat me." The right hand wrapped in white light seemed to form the sharp claws of a big cat, and it directly grabbed the gravel that was also kicked over from the Central Plains. Broken and cracked.

Are there so many applications of moonlight?

Or, is this the true strength of the transcendent?

"Wojin!" March turned around and shouted loudly.

However, Wo Jin, who was bound by Verlaine's moonlight chains, grinned wildly and let out a low growl like a dragon's chant in his throat. crack.

The current Verlaine is obviously about to erupt, and he no longer suppresses his strength as a transcendent, and he doesn't care about being discovered that a long-lost European spy is killing people in a small abandoned factory in Regensburg.

As long as you can bring Zhongya back to the Central Plains, no matter what kind of commotion there is, it will be worth it.

Wo Jin moved his body and swung his fist directly at Verlaine. The hard and powerful fist looked even bigger than the opponent's head, and the power of a hard punch could kill an ordinary person with supernatural abilities instantly.

But it was blocked by the bright white moonlight ball, Verlaine gave Wo Jin a cold and impatient look, and directly manipulated his ability to knock Wo Jin away.

With one hand, he grabbed the leg that Zhongyuan Zhongye had kicked over, and swung it out forcefully, sending him flying.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned around and continued to attack Verlaine.

"I've been in hiding for nearly ten years, but I haven't been lazy all the time." Verlaine, who was completely outstretched, had a completely different aura from just now, and the moonlight lingering around him became thicker and thicker.

In the face of fists, strings and kicks, Verlaine, who was fully armed, resisted the attacks one by one.

The fine line of thoughts glows with a faint blue light. Although it is impossible to cut the moonlight balls formed by supernatural powers, it is still possible to gather them together.

At this moment, Maqi, Wojin and Central Plains also formed a triangle, with Verlaine standing in the middle.

A man who is not afraid even if he is surrounded.

Except that Wojin's body is still intact because of his thick skin, Ma Qi and Zhong Yuanzhong were more or less injured by the bright white light ball. The energy of the light ball seems to not only hit people, but also seep out Some faint points of light merged into the human body.

Causes physical slowness, attack power, and speed drop.

It's a kind of energy penetration that you can't hide even if you see it.

Madge slowly took a deep breath, grabbed the chanting thread in his hand and rushed straight towards Verlaine, regardless of the moonlight ball chasing after turning around, his five fingers were clawed, and the chanting thread was still held between his fingers.

At the same moment, Wo Jin also raised his right fist, attaching thoughts to his right fist, and the red energy that stretched and shrunk like thorns increased more and more. .

Chuya Nakahara, who was wrapped in gravity dozens of times heavier, lifted his legs and smashed straight down.

"Do you think I can do nothing to you if we go together?" Verlaine sneered, using the moonlight to block Wojin's fist and Zhongyuan Zhongya's leg, several huge energies collided, and the three of them were directly thrown out and landed heavily. smash into the wall.

The moonlight shone on Verlaine's gloomy face. He was about to say something, but he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and a flower of blood exploded on his chest. He looked down at his chest in disbelief.

Ma Qi, who was knocked into the wall and flew into the wall, coughed a few times, and a mind thread slowly appeared, one end was connected to Verlaine's chest, and the other end was connected to Ma Qi's index finger.

In addition to the reading thread on the surface, March also used a hidden thread to connect the needle hidden in the fingertips, taking advantage of Verlaine's focus on defending Wojin and Zhongye in the Central Plains. , thrown out.

Although it was a sneak attack, if there was no Wo Jin and Zhongyuanzhong who also exerted their greatest strength in the attack, there would be no way for the suspicious Verlaine to relax his vigilance against Ma Qi a little bit, only to make Verlaine think that Ma Qi is relatively weaker. Only then can the defense against her be slightly reduced at this time.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Wojin lay on the ground and laughed loudly. Even though he wasn't the one who killed Verlaine, being able to enjoy fighting against the strong was the happiest thing for Wojin.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sat next to the container. Although the strong repelling force just now sent him flying, but because of the timely adjustment, he was not as embarrassed as Wojin and Maqi. At this moment, he stopped and regained his senses. I feel exhausted all over, and I don't want to move anymore.

"I didn't expect... I'm going to die... Really, I can't be reconciled..." Verlaine fell straight on the ground, panting with difficulty, the heart pierced by the needle, the thread destroyed the structure, even As strong as a transcendent, even if his heart is destroyed, he will die.

"I still have, a lot...a lot of things I wanted to do..." Verlaine was silent for a long time, "Rimbaud, is this how you felt at the time?"

Verlaine stared blankly at the moonlight pouring in from the window above the factory. He should not have felt the moonlight shining on his body, but at this moment, Verlaine felt the moonlight gently brushing over his body with a slight coolness.

Verlaine's power, at the very beginning, at the laboratory, was called—the grace of Artemis.

It is the word "Moon Woman" in ancient Greek mythology, because the power Verlaine obtained comes from the moonlight, and people in the laboratory often call it the grace of God.

The power of moonlight was not strong at the beginning, it could even be called weak.

Verlaine had absolutely no way to use this power to attack or assist others.

He has acquired supernatural powers, but he doesn't know what to do.

His strength is something he figured out bit by bit. Moonlight's power is very malleable, unlike a purely offensive ability, once awakened, it will have a strong attack power.

The moonlight is not inexhaustible, but it does not mean that during the day, he becomes powerless, because even if the sun comes out, the moon is still in the sky, but because the sun is too dazzling, causing The moon became darkened.

The relationship between the sun and the moon is like Rimbaud and Verlaine, both European spies. When Rimbaud is still there, everyone will first see Rimbaud who is dazzling, powerful, and able to manipulate subspace. Verlaine, who will be greatly reduced, will only get one sentence each time.

"Although Verlaine is also very strong, but unfortunately... limited by the moonlight, he is still not as good as Rimbaud."

Probably he had been such a stubborn and competitive person all his life. Rimbaud treated him very well, but he couldn't help feeling jealous towards him, and jealousy ate away at his heart all the time.

At the moment when his heart was broken, Verlaine seemed to feel that the jealousy that had been eating away at his heart had disappeared, and at this moment his heart felt extraordinarily peaceful.

"...After all, I still lost." Verlaine murmured slowly, his voice very low.

After an unknown amount of time, a glimmer of rich light came in from the window of the factory, which was the light from the rising sun.