Chapter 210： Casillas is hanging up?

Si... Si Guoyi!

Seeing this scene, Peter, who was hiding in the dark, only felt that his chest was exhausted, and he shook his fist in excitement.

That's it!

Kill all these inhuman bastards!

Let them also taste the feeling of being taken away by others!

...

The fanatics are completely messed up!

They are just a group of perverts pursuing immortality, not well-trained predators. Although they are superior in front of ordinary people, they are inevitable in the face of a violent massacre that is almost crushing like Matt. There was a feeling of fear, and morale fell to the extreme for a while!

"Don't be afraid, everyone, there is only one person!"

"Tie him with a magic whip!"

With a reminder from one person, all the enthusiasts reacted, and their hands lit up with orange-yellow magic lights.

It's lala~

With the beating of orange-yellow magical energy, those wizards threw out magic chains, intertwined with each other in the air, forming an overwhelming net and fell down!

"bad!"

Matt frowned, and the situation turned against him!

Originally, he thought that with the killing just now, this group of wizards with weak mental qualities could be effectively shocked, but he didn't expect that someone would wake up so quickly inside, and in turn used binding magic to deal with him!

Peter, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene, his heart raised his throat and subconsciously wanted to rush out. But the move to get up was not completed yet, and the reason that followed him took the upper hand, forcibly holding him in place.

"No...no!"

Peter recalled Matt's instructions. Without his signal and gesture, he must not go out rashly. He had to suppress his impulse forcibly and continue to hide in the dark to observe.

In the battlefield, Matt walked through the gap of the magic whip vigorously.

If you use one sentence to describe the effect of the magic whip, it is: useful, but not very useful.

Although the doubled number of magic whips effectively restricted his movement space, it was a pity that the release speed and accuracy were too messy, so he still couldn't stop his killing pace!

Comparing the two sides, the gap is instant!

The level of these fanatics is quite limited. The most lethal spell in their hands is Space Blade, which is a weapon that compresses space into a blade-like weapon. Since it is essentially a fractured space, the sharpness and lethality are extremely high. Big.

But the problem is...

Space Blade is melee magic!

All the zealot mages present have seen how terrifying Matt's melee combat is.

The horrible power of the swaying steel rod, the fierce wind that bursts through the air, if it is touched a little, it will break the muscles and fractures, and all these mages feel a headache!

How to do?

Can't hit melee melee, and can't hit long-range and long-range.

At this moment, the zealots truly felt their powerlessness, how annoying it was to face a warrior who moved sharply and broke the table!

Bang bang bang...

The stick shadow swept out an afterimage and knocked several fanatics into the air.

Matt walked around, paying attention to the fanatics who were about to unleash the magic, while approaching the children in the center.

"Quick, stop him!"

"He wants to destroy the sacrifice ceremony!"

The rest of the enthusiasts saw Matttu's dagger, and pointed at the children who were used as sacrifices, their faces were instantly stained with extreme fanaticism, and they rushed forward in disregard of life and death!

"Fak, a bunch of lunatics!"

Matt's face changed slightly, and he cursed inwardly.

This group of people was clearly demoralized a second ago, but when they saw that he was going to sabotage the sacrifice ceremony, they immediately seemed to have changed themselves, as if they had become members of al-Qaeda, and rushed to stop him with enthusiasm!

"Space Blade!"

"The Wind of Vatum!"

"Crimson Gaze!"

"Magic whip!"

For a time, all kinds of magic bloomed in the hands of enthusiasts while the red and orange energies were surging!

Facing the impact of the zealots, Matt barely avoided dozens of deadly attacks by virtue of his agile posture, but he didn't have three heads and six arms, and his body was inevitably colored everywhere.

"Don't want to destroy our eternal life ceremony!!!"

A fanatic was excited, and rushed up like a stimulant.

"court death!"

Matt's eyes condensed, his legs were slightly bent, his hind legs suddenly exerted force, the ground was shattered like a spider web, and he held the steel rod in both hands!

The steel rod smashed down vigorously, and the man's head burst open like a watermelon, and the milky white sticky substance mixed with blood splashed out.

Before he could catch his breath, seven or eight fanatics rushed up again.

Matt turned the long stick with both hands, and brought an afterimage around him, blocking everyone out.

Huhuhu~

The dense stick wind and afterimages, even water can't even enter, let alone a person.

After the number of deaths increased exponentially, the brains of the enthusiasts suddenly calmed down, and found that the idea of ​​killing Matt with human life seemed impossible!

Even if the Quincy bloodline is not fully awakened, but with one of the basic abilities of the Plunderer, Matt’s stamina and recovery speed are much stronger than ordinary superheroes, achieving the pseudo-meaning'can continue to fight'. This sentence!

In other words.

As long as it is not a fatal injury or a severe injury, the person who is consumed first can only be a fanatic, not Matt.

The killing continues.

The zealots did not retreat, attacking like lunatics, but still couldn't stop Matt's progress!

Seeing that the sacrifice ceremony is getting closer and closer, Matt seems to have been beaten up with chicken blood, and the stick in his hand is waving faster. The **** of broken bones and broken blood is accompanied by blood splashing, and the crowd of fanatics is like wheat. Fall into pieces!

Ten meters...

Five meters...

Three meters...

one meter......

Matt was bathed in blood, and behind him were the fallen corpses of the fanatics. He was like a sharp awl. He completely pierced the defensive walls of the fanatics with his own power!

"Weird...monster!"

"He is not a human!"

Fanatics are terrified ~ www.novelhall.com ~ cries of fear.

When Matt was holding a steel rod and was about to step into the sacrifice ceremony, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a tearing pain came from his abdomen.

laugh......

Matt lowered his head in disbelief, and saw a transparent flaky blade slowly piercing through his abdomen.

"We met again..."

A familiar voice came from behind, Matt turned his head stiffly and saw a pair of dark pupils with cracked eye sockets.

It is the leader of the fanatics-Casillas!

"puff!"

Matt spit out blood, shook his body a few times, and almost fell to the ground.

"silly!"

Casillas wiped the blood on the space blade, and a mocking sneer appeared on his face: "Last time I spared you, did you dare to come back?"