"Sword..." Looking up at Feilong's departure's back, Yiwen Ian muttered something softly, "It's true that it's a bit unacceptable to the time traveler..."
That's it, but after so many years of subtle influence by Feldnan, and with the fact that Yiwen Ian has never dared to underestimate these Imperial Knights, he can still understand Feldnan's ideas.
But understanding is understanding, but he, who has never learned swordsmanship, temporarily crams and uses a sword to fight monsters.
╮(╯▽╰)╭Impossible Hello...
A gust of wind blew, and the sword Vincent threw was lying on the ground and no one paid attention to it...
Ian faced the giant wolf again, unlike when Krell and others watched from a distance. The deterrent power brought by the giant wolf's terrifying body shape can only be felt when facing it.
It seemed that he was startled by Vincent's flying dragon. The giant wolf hesitated a little, but after Vincent left, the giant wolf regained its ferociousness again.
Looking at Yiwen Ian, the giant wolf made a low whine and wanted to pounce.
"Okay... Now we are the only two left..." Looking at the giant wolf, Yiwen Ian waved the last generation Wang Xing in his hand, showing a smile that was even worse than crying, and then turned around and ran away.
The next moment, "Kaos" howled and rushed up.
Unlike before, I was really just a pure escape, while Yiwen Ian was thinking about what to do to kill the giant wolf. When he was exhausted, he was able to recover Feldnan. Although it was a way to do it, it was his personality.
The difference is too far, and he is not clueless about how to deal with the giant wolf.
Common knowledge that time travelers must have - "Bombing and Killing the Demon Wolf Manual": When you encounter a wolf, you will have a copper head, iron tail, tofu waist. It is absolutely right to hit the waist!
This manual has been thrown into the trash can, thank you.
Yiwen Ian has tried it before. Whether it is the head or waist, as long as there is fur, it will be completely impossible to penetrate with the power of the pistol bullet. In other words, it is very simple - everyone knows the tank
The rear engine is a weakness, but I don’t want to open the t34? It’s impossible.
After thinking it through, Yiwen Ian stopped the wind wing technique and turned around—
Since that's the case, he can only use his own method.
Ancient spell - Heart archery.
The original function of this prophetic spell is to enable the caster to see the enemy's attack movements clearly, so that the caster can use crossbow arrows or bows to attack without any obstacles even in close combat. Yiwen Ian is not sure if this spell is
How does it work, but when he saw this spell, what he thought of immediately was-
Damn! Bow fighting technique!
Well, he is holding a pistol now, so it is a gunfighting technique.
If you add glasses and apples, you can really play the role of "mortal wisdom".
A mixed thought flashed through Yiwen Ian's mind, and the next moment, the giant wolf's attack had already fallen from the sky.
It was like a cloud covering the sky, or like the dog swallowing the moon that day, and the cold light flashing on the sharp claws of the white giant wolf could even be reflected in Yiwen Ian's eyes—
"Tsk... Sure enough..." Yiwen Ian raised his hand, stepped back, raised his gun, and opened fire.
The next moment, blood suddenly appeared at the bottom of the wolf claws. The giant wolf roared, but then it opened its throat and couldn't help but spurt blood.
First, there was a wolf's feet without hair covering, then the throat, nose, and eyes with wide open mouth. Yiwen Ian pulled the trigger coldly until he was knocked away by one head, and together with the giant wolf, he got out for more than ten meters.
The giant wolf's bloody mouth was stuck in front of him. Yiwen Ian could touch the giant wolf's pupils by raising his hand. But he just gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain of being hit by his body, which made him feel hot.
The barrel was pressed on the giant wolf's eyeballs and then pulled the trigger again.
Yes, Yiwen Ian has never fought with the giant wolf, so he can't make sure. After removing external hair, the power of the armor-piercing bomb can still work under the tough muscles and bones of the giant wolf.
Until Feldnan threw the sword to him.
Yes, no one knows better than Yiwen Ian himself how much he can do with his weak physical strength.
There is no reason Feldnan thinks that he can do things with his arms and long swords. The last generation of Krell can't do it. The only difference between using a sword or a gun is probably the close-up and
Not close to you anymore.
But just being close is not enough. The giant wolf's hair is like the bulletproof fiber Kevra of the Americans in his previous life. The tough material converts the puncture performance of the bullet into blunt attack, and the best buffering and bones
Support is the mystery why giant wolf can block bullets with its flesh and blood.
Yiwen Ian was just guessing at the beginning, but the blow shot at the giant wolf's feet confirmed his idea, so at the last moment, the retreating wind wing technique was converted into a surrounding wind shield - even if the giant wolf could
Even if you bite the magic protection, you can't bite the flowing wind.
The running water does not rot, the door hinge does not rot, and the violent wind is forced into the mouth of the giant wolf, and it supports its jaw. This is a luxury that only Yiwen Ian, who has a huge amount of magic, can do, and then-
The rest is simple.
The wind was poured into the wound torn by the gun bullet, and then a large amount of air was poured into the giant wolf's body as a large area of torn and peeled off facial muscles.
Yiwen Ian forgot how much the venous air injection of the human body was, it seemed to be 10 ml? But no matter how many wind elements he stuffed into the giant wolf's body in a mess, it was like being peeled from the giant wolf.
The skin and muscles that were completely peeling off and bursting inside, Yiwen Ian felt that the air he stuffed into the giant wolf's body was at least ten cubic meters - even so, a large amount of wind magic was blocked by the realm elements in the giant wolf's body.
, but the result was not fully stimulated.
Pulling the giant wolf's eyes, it was hung in the air. The giant wolf bursts blood and flesh like willow catkins. Every time it explodes, Yiwen Ian will be stained with a thick layer of blood foam, and finally it becomes
A bloody man.
The giant wolf kept roaring, and it only had one eye left. The wolf's special facial structure made it unable to see Yiwen Ian hanging from its dead corner, and the constantly bursting of the ** also made it ignore it.
That strange touch on the face.
So the most direct result is that it clearly cannot see any enemy, but the violent magic turbulence surrounds it, constantly pouring into its body desperately, and its skin was torn apart, and its ** was still in the dozen.
The huge wind pressure of the atmosphere completely exploded. The severe pain, blood loss, and everything made it so crazy and confused.
"Aowuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu-!"
The giant wolf roared to the sky, roared, and let out the last roar of sadness. Then it fell down in vain in Wei Qing's wind magic power group.
"Boom!" The giant wolf's body fell to the ground, and the entire viewing platform trembled slightly.
It was not until this time that Yiwen Ian stopped.
From the giant wolf's hill-like body rolled down, Yiwen Ian gasped and climbed up from the ground. The disturbed airflow would also limit his breathing. In the violent storm, he opened his mouth and exhaled.
It's very difficult. What's more, like Adesh, he is also very confident in his physical fitness - negative confidence.
Usually, he used magic to replace vigorous exercise, but just now he hung on the giant wolf, but he was completely dependent on his own arm strength. It was already a miracle that he was not thrown off by the giant wolf. Now his arms are painful and numb.
, I can't even lift it up.
However, after standing up, he was shocked. The giant wolf was not dead yet. His huge blood-red one-eyed stared at him, and his pupils slightly contracted as he moved.
"...It's really a monster-like vitality..." After a little alert, seeing that the giant wolf really has no possibility of getting up to attack again, Yiwen Ian couldn't help but sigh softly, then covered his arms. It's nothing to throw it away.
The bullet-ridden Wang Xing picked up the long sword that had been thrown on the ground and ignored it for a long time, and walked towards Erite and Bernard in the corner of the viewing platform.
The giant wolf is still alive, but even if it is left alone, it will be injected into the body and the air that turns into blood embolism can kill it, and he still has some hidden dangers that need to be solved.
"Yo." Let's say hello.
However, seeing Miss Swordsman standing in front of her with a look of alertness mixed with horror, Yiwen Ian was a little indescribable distress.
"You are indeed Yiwen Ian?" Ling Yiwen Ian was a little surprised. Arret, who had been blocked by Flanriel, stood up, patted the girl's shoulder gently, and then
Miss Swordsman stood in front of Yiwen Ian in a surprised gaze.
"...I really don't understand why you are so obsessed with my identity." Yiwen Ian sighed, then nodded, "I am Yiwen Ian, but I'm sorry, you and I don't seem to be like this now.
Convenient handshake—”
"His Excellency Arret Ross Anfield."
"Haha... has it been exposed?" Mr. Flower Merchants seemed to be confused and touched his head, then smiled like a peach blossom, and pressed it hard as usual, "But there are still no handshakes or something!"
Regardless of the bloody smell of Yiwen Ian, Arret grabbed Yiwen Ian's empty hand and snatched it hard: "Sir Yiwen Ian! I admire you for a long time!"
Shocked by Arret's overly enthusiastic attitude, Ivan Ian subconsciously took a step back, looked at Arret and frowned, and simply said: "His Excellency Arret... You are the New Moon
'The helper of Nanling's rebel party did not seem to understand the situation."
"What kind of helper, I'm just a flower... Oh no, an arms dealer." Despite the bloodiness of his hand, Arret's smile was still extremely bright, "Selling arms is actually no different from selling flowers, as long as there is
If necessary, merchants will provide goods. As for what customers do with goods, it is not something we merchants can do - you see, the kitchen knife sold by blacksmiths may be taken to kill people. So our military fire
Whether the goods sold by merchants are taken to self-defense or used for rebellion, they are all customers' affairs and we cannot control them. I am
Staying in the new moon is just talking about business with them - in fact, arms dealers like us who have professional ethics have completely neutral positions. I am a big fan of yours, and those monetary policies are really
So beautiful. Compared to doing business with "Creen Moon", I personally hope to sell the goods to the Duke's Mansion. But you also know that the military equipment of the New Model Army has something to do with any other Emperor* regiment.
Different, I can get hundreds of tooth hunting dragons, but I can’t help you if you don’t want it, so I can only do business with Xinyue. Please, Haihan~~”
This guy... can be said more than me, bastard...
Yiwen Ian was stunned by Eret's words for a moment, but he also completely captured the key information in Eret's words-
"Crescent Moon" has nothing to do with us. It's just business dealings.
We can abandon the "New Moon" and work with the Ian family.
We can take out the hunting dragon armed half a squad as a sign of sincerity.
If Yiwen Ian was really just an ordinary imperial noble, he might have really surrendered, but as Arret said, the Dragon Knight, the old-style emperors, valued the most, for the new model army, is for the new model army
, it is just some insignificant existences that will definitely be trampled on.
So Yiwen Ian interrupted the rude and wanted to continue saying something: "Old Master Emperor Sword Master, I think we might as well be more open and transparent?"
Looking at Arret who fell silent for a moment, Ivan Ian couldn't help but sneer flashed in his heart.
The Emperor Sword Emirates holds the official. In the words of Wen Ian in his previous life, it is an imperial envoy who holds the Shangfang sword. However, unlike the ordinary Emperor Sword Emirates holds the official, Ariet is a royal family member, pretending to be a disguised
When he came to Nanling to collude with the "Creen Moon" party, he can be said to be the imperial envoy in the Jinyiwei of the Dongchang. His identity and status are incomparable.
Perhaps, just one report from him can make the emperor make up his mind to break up with the Yin Rose family and send troops to Nanling.
So, from Yiwen Ian's perspective, there is no room for him to let him go.
Of course, if you kill Arret here, you will definitely be stabbed to the emperor in the end. Even if no one tells you, the emperor himself will be suspicious.
But that's good. After surviving this for half a month, the rest of the situation is that His Majesty the Emperor will not be able to send troops.
Therefore, Yiwen Ian raised the sword in his hand silently. He wanted one person, two people, and just one Flanriel could not protect Arret.
It seems that Arret is also very clear about this: "That... Mr. Jazz. Can you make a deal..."
However, he was stunned when he was halfway through, looking at Yiwen Ian's back and speechless.
Is this a matter of course... Yiwen Ian took a step forward, raised his sword with a cold face, and wanted to stab Flanriel who was hiding behind Arret and wanted to escape.
I don't know what Arret said to Miss Swordsman before. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Miss Swordsman had already stepped on the railing and was about to jump down to the noble viewing platform behind the railing. With the skills of a high-level warrior,
The height is not enough to fall to death.
"Yiwen!" He did not realize that something was wrong until a chaotic shout came from afar.
But it was too late, and the cold behind the scenes made Yiwen Ian's hair stand on the swell of his hair—
"Oh no... it's too late..." Yiwen Ian gritted his teeth, turned around and gave in to the vital points, and was about to take the assassination.
Hope it won't be toxic...
Then, his eyes blurred and he was already knocked open.
There were pain, screams, screams and screams from the stage, which came into Yiwen Ian's ears in chaos, but he did not feel any pain in his body.
An electric light lit up on the blade of the right hand, and the blade pushed by the magic of electromagnetic force across the sound of wind and thunder, slashing the Night Clan assassin behind it in half, but the blood flowing out could no longer be returned.
"Master Arret!" The cry of the girl getting farther and farther away came from behind, but Yiwen Ian no longer cared.
He reached out his hand and grabbed Arret's fallen body: "Why..."
"Oh... Sir Yiwen... can you tell me... why did you choose this path...? Only this... I haven't figured it out since the day I became your admirer..."
Arret smiled, spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly slipped from Ivan Ian's arms.
Blood is like flowers, red peonies, falling, lost—(To be continued...)