Quadruple split.

Chapter 389 Nine Dead Lives

The turbulent flame rose up, engulfing Mo Tan's figure in an instant, and burned it up without even letting him leave a last word...

But Gavin did not put down the ugly revolver in his hand, but moved the muzzle of the gun calmly, and pulled the trigger again: "It's useless."

Boom, a blood flower hard to distinguish with the naked eye suddenly appeared in the flames, but there was no Mo Tan figure.

……

【Escape】

Cunning School Active Skill

Mastery Requirements: Cunning School Level 5

Consumption/Limit: 50% of current max HP

Effect: Cover all your aura, increase your concealment level to the maximum, last for 10 seconds, during which your speed increases by 150%, release skills or make any attack action will make this effect disappear, after the escape time ends, your physical value , acuity value, and movement speed will all become 10% of normal conditions, and will recover at a rate of 5%/minute, with a cooling time of 12 hours.

[Remarks: Since you are going to run, please concentrate a little bit, considering that what will happen after being caught out will only add to your troubles]

……

Mo Tan, who finally used the strongest life-saving skills, was less than five meters away from Gawen at this moment. He was shot again after failing to get out of the flames in the first place, and now he only had 24% of his health left, and he still had additional With the two negative effects of [burning] and [bleeding*3], even if you do nothing, you will lose nearly 3% of your blood per second!
Of course, if he failed to escape from here before the duration of the [Escape] effect expired, he would be dead regardless of whether his body was on fire or bleeding.

There were two more gunshots, and a shallow crater exploded half a meter away from the exit of the alley and Jia Wen's side at the same time. The bullets did not hit Mo Tan, but carefully blocked all angles that would allow him to escape, and locked him in prison. Locked firmly in the surging flames.

The concealment level as high as MAX will not cause the flames to flicker, and even the smell and sound can be blocked [-]% of the time, but he still exists physically, and he will bleed when he is hit, so Mo Tan was shot blindly by Gawen's intuition before. When the shot was hit, he did not choose to flee immediately, but moved to a relatively dangerous and most difficult position to escape, in order to avoid the latter's highly targeted blocking shots, and planned to observe the flaws in it in the shortest possible time And law, escape by this.

From the moment he was attacked until now, Mo Tan has always maintained an extreme calmness and rationality, and he has not panicked at all because of the current almost desperate crisis.

However, Gavin didn't give him a chance...

A series of bullet marks pierced the scorching and distorted air, blocking the invisible enemy without leaking water. The [Quick Reload] interspersed in the middle maintained the shooting rhythm to the greatest extent. The revolver with high attack power The firing will block at least two angles for Motan to escape, and Gavin's left hand, which keeps taking out cheap muskets from the bag, quickly firing all the bullets, throwing them casually, and repeating the cycle, maintains a very high rate of fire, perfectly filling the gap. The gap left by the right gun.

Although most of them are simple normal attacks, without the slightest dazzling light effect or various effects, the piercing sound of each attack forms a unique rhythm, interweaving into a page of music in this alley, each page is like an invitation from the god of death. Letter-like movement.

[Escape] Nine seconds after activation, the extremely destructive revolver in Gawen's right hand fired nine times, and there were two bullets left. Standing in front of him, the muzzle of the gun was firmly locked on one of Mo Tan's last two possible hiding places.

Boom! !
A stone slab that was scorched to black was torn apart, but no blood was left.

"amazing."

Gavin sincerely praised her, and then aimed her guns at the center of the flames that were gradually dying out: "You are as good as I imagined."

In the next second, Motan, who was dressed in rags and covered in scorched marks, appeared in front of the gun, and smiled an unusually happy smile: "But you are much better than I imagined."

[Escape] After the effect is over, the upper limit of Mo Tan's stamina and acuity has all been reduced to 30%, and the movement speed is no faster than that of Nikaqiu whose leg was discounted. At [-]%, the bullet holes on his body have been scorched so that they no longer bleed, but there is still a layer of the burning effect, which makes him continue to slide down at a constant speed with the little amount of blood left.

Until the last second, he didn't find any flaws in Gawen's blockade.

"Honored."

The latter smiled, and pulled the trigger with both hands at the same time, aiming directly at Mo Tan's eyebrows.

Outside of the "communication time" set by herself, Jiawen never procrastinated, nor did she have the habit of showing off her power in front of losers, so she shot very decisively.

【Hehe, although I have made a few sets of arrangements based on my death, this is really an unexpected ending~】

Mo Tan laughed, no longer forced his legs, and sat down on the ground to avoid the lead bullet of the flintlock gun, but was pierced through the lung lobe by another bullet with added skills, and the whole person was thrown high In the air, the life value instantly dropped to 8%.

Motan, who was 'bombed' into the sky by the floating bomb, smacked his lips, stretched his body like a stretch, and began to think about which posture is more appropriate to use to throw himself into the street.

The next moment, Gavin fired the last shot...

Immediately afterwards, it was engulfed by a sudden hurricane!
"damn it!"

The petite girl who appeared in midair at some point cursed angrily, clenched her cold white hands tightly, and the sharp blue hurricane burst out dozens of thunderbolts from the inside out, turning into a thunderbolt in the blink of an eye. A tornado full of lightning rose from the ground.

At the same time, a dazzling red light streaked across the night sky, penetrating fiercely into the thunderstorm that seemed to be hissing and roaring, and blasted the figure trapped in the center of the spell.

[Control method: Hurricane Thunder Cage]

【Fake blood flash】

"Hehe, it's finally here."

Mo Tan stared at the hurricane of thunder and hurricane that looked like a natural disaster not far away, curled his lips with some regret, and then found that he was wrapped in a cloud of cold blood mist in mid-air, slowing down the falling speed to a point where at least he would not be thrown degree of death.

Two seconds later, Motan, who was completely weak, returned to the ground, and then his legs went limp, and he collapsed there.

Leisa's delicate and charming face appeared in front of him, with a little bit of fear in her brows full of murderous intent.

Seeing that Mo Tan was still alive, the baron-level bloodseeker lady immediately dissipated the blood from her fingertips, squatted beside him and asked anxiously: "What's going on? What are you doing, I... At first I thought you were kidding me by activating the coat of arms, who is that person? Why did you kill you?"

She gritted her silver teeth, looked back angrily at the figure floating in the middle of the tornado like a rag doll, dropped a golden bullet on the ground, and then turned her hand away carefully, not letting Mo Tan see To the wound on his palm that was still bleeding.

Mo Tan didn't bother to answer her, so he tilted his head and 'passed out' happily.

Because of his extremely weak body, now he can easily maintain his heartbeat and breathing at a very stable frequency. Even a bloodseeker like Remy who has extraordinary talent in perception can't tell whether this guy is Not pretending to be dizzy.

On the other side, Futaba, who had leapt to use the levitation technique, was still guiding the spell. The cage composed of thunder and storms was spinning at high speed, attracting the same kind of elements floating around without restraint. It swelled for more than two circles, and firmly imprisoned the figure that still did not give up struggling in the center, enduring endless lightning strikes and cutting.

Until half a minute later, a polite voice sounded not far behind her...

"Nice to meet you, dear Ms. Futaba."

The leopard man stood on the roof of a residential building with his hands behind his back, smiling, and gave a chest caress calmly: "My playing time is over, I sincerely wish you a pleasant night."

Futaba didn't turn her head back, several criss-crossing ice picks suddenly rose from the ground, carrying the cold air, and ruthlessly penetrated into the opponent's body.

But the latter just nodded with a normal face, and then slowly disappeared like a phantom, leaving no trace of blood on the ice picks.

"cut……"

Futaba snorted softly, dissipated the 'confinement magic' not far away that was gradually expanding into the scale of natural disasters, and dissipated the invisible mage's eyes behind her, slowly falling to the ground.

In the place where the thunder storm raged, a scorched shadow puppet fell powerlessly from midair, and burned into a wisp of ashes the moment it hit the ground.

In addition, under the girl's terrifying ability to control demons, the surrounding environment has not been affected in the slightest, only a slight elemental imbalance has appeared.

"who are you?"

Leisa looked vigilantly at the mage girl in robes in front of her, and subconsciously hugged Mo Tan who had passed out in her arms, a bloody gleam flashed in her bright red eyes: "What do you want to do?"

[I am your second aunt! 】

Futaba rolled her eyes, after all, she still didn't say anything to ridicule this seemingly innocuous bloodseeker. It's not that she investigated Leisa, but the process of the latter's rescue of Mo Tan just now was caught by a certain mage's eye. It is clear, and combined with some clues in details, such as the bright red eyes, strange temperament, and the blood mist that is constantly changing around, Futaba, who has read a lot during this period, can see through it casually.

"My name is Futaba. I'm the most powerful and godly junior mage in all of Salamune, and a senior advisor to Grand Duke Fireclaw. I have a little friendship with this Anthony Dubs."

Futaba walked up to Leisa, raised her little leather boots and kicked the 'unconscious' Mo Tan, humming: "As for what I want to do, why don't you let him tell you by himself?"

Leisa froze for a moment, then looked down at Mo Tan's bloodless face and said blankly: "But he..."

"He just lacked some motivation to get up."

Futaba pushed her glasses, summoned a crackling electric ball, and said with a sneer, "I'll count to three."

Mo Tan tilted his head, showing no sign of waking up: "..."

"three."

"Ow!"

Mo Tan suddenly opened his eyes, and made a funny, twisted, novelty-seeking, obscene, and collapsed grimace at Futaba, which had an extremely bad influence.

The corner of the girl's mouth twitched slightly, and she casually squeezed the thunderball that was purely used to scare people, and squinted at Mo Tan: "You want to make yourself cute that much?"

"I just think the look just now suits you better."

Mo Tan winked at Futaba, then turned and smiled at Leisha who was half supporting and half hugging her: "I'm much better."

The latter nodded slightly, and did not let go of his intentions. He just pointed to Futaba and said softly, "She called you Anthony Dabs."

"Stage name, stage name only."

Mo Tan pretended to be a little weak, adjusted his posture covertly, and then shook his fingers: "Only a man who gives a different name to every opposite sex with whom he has a special relationship is considered a gentleman. Gentleman has always been my dream."

Futaba sneered: "You already are."

Obviously, the kind of 'gentleman' she refers to does not fit within the current worldview.

Lei Sha frowned, and asked seemingly casually: "Then what stage name is Tan Mo?"

"Tanmo is my real name."

Mo Tan shook his head solemnly, then glanced at Futaba meanly, "Some people are only suitable to be with Anthony Dubs."

I also remember that Futaba, an ogre with the same name, gave Mo Tan a cold look on the personal combat power ranking list. All friend messages with illegal words have been passed.

"Is it……"

Leisa nodded lightly, but the corners of her mouth still showed a smile involuntarily, and her snow-white slender hands were covered with a touch of red light, and she gently stroked the bullet holes on Mo Tan's shoulder: "What the hell? What happened?"

"Yeah, I'm also very curious about this, and..."

Futaba pushed her mirror frame, and looked at Mo Tan leaning against Leisa's arms with contempt: "Is the brain pad comfortable?"

Mo Tan nodded without changing his face, and said without thinking: "Well, at least it's much better than a tablet..."

Futaba suddenly began to seriously consider whether he should kill this bitch in front of him now.

But after all, she still restrained her anger towards A-level, suppressed her powerful aura that exploded at a height of [-] meters, and said in a deep voice: "Why do you want to spend... that place without authorization? How dangerous was it just now?"

"Father is happy."

With the help of Leisa, Mo Tan has recovered a little strength, so he raised his legs nonchalantly: "I don't want to explain so much now, um, let me introduce you a little bit first, this is dear Ms. Leisa Keyworth , is one of the most charming bloodseekers I have ever seen, living together."

Leisa nodded gracefully to Futaba: "Hello."

"This is the lovely Ms. Futaba. At the price of her height, she got a very high talent for spells. Her breasts are a bit bigger than mine. She has complicated relationships with many orcs. She has spent a lot of time with me hand in hand. Years of burning passion, now separated in the middle."

Futaba smiled sweetly at Mo Tan: "You@#."

Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty Six: The End

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