Quadruple split.

Chapter 559 Exceeding the task
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Just as the two ice-snow and smart girls expected, ten minutes after Cordoba officially joined the battle, the assassination group was finally completely defeated. There were less than [-] people left to resist, and even though the dead soldiers who were completely powerless or breathless killed nearly a hundred people, they still couldn't create any opportunities for their companions. Under the strong marking and the relentless defense of the elite coalition forces, from the beginning to the end, not a single person managed to escape the interception.

And although Jiawen has survived to the present by relying on her cunning and changeability, her health, physical fitness and other values ​​have fallen below 30%, and the large number of disposable consumables in the luggage have also been used up to 3%. Although there are still some similar things left, they have been reduced to the point where a bottle can't even recover [-]% of the health, and the effect is infinitely close to zero.

Although she still did not give up her resistance, Gavin no longer had any hope of surviving such a thing.

[Ten people only need to die ten more, and there will be a gap in the surrounding 'final line of defense'. Even if I don't make any mistakes in this process, I can probably only last until then. 】

Jiawen casually grabbed a slave hunter who had just exhausted his mana and stood in front of him, and used this human shield to carry two explosive shots at tricky angles, and then let go of the scorched corpse. His [Phantom Dice] performed an extreme displacement, avoiding Futaba's subsequent palm thunder (self-created) with a slight difference, and appeared in front of a tall and strong cultist who was scarred but still standing Behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief and murmured in a low voice: "Although I can't say I'm angry, it's really ugly to be forced to this level."

Another burst of explosions exploded not far away, but seeing Cordoba use his sturdy strength to reduce the assassination group to two people again, covered in blood like a demon waving the staff of the punisher, every time The blow was heavy and majestic, knocking out the few people on the outermost perimeter, and they were powerless to fight back.

Gavin saw something extra, however.

[Although he still looks mighty, the man's strength, speed, and lethality are far inferior to before, otherwise it would be impossible for us to persist until now, and he doesn't seem to be the type who would underestimate the enemy, that is to say .Is there some kind of shackles or flaws in this second combat power that can't keep him in the best condition? 】

After quick calculations in her mind, the yellowed page that disappeared before unknown when appeared in Gawen's hands again, but seeing her casually pressing it on the bloody wound on her ribs, she slightly He narrowed his eyes: "In this case, I might really have a chance to give that girl a parting gift."

As soon as the words fell, another scorching red pillar of fire rose from the ground, severely wounding a cultist who couldn't dodge, and two dark elf assassins belonging to the Night's Watch also beheaded a pair of assassins standing with their backs facing each other. Half a second later, Cordoba, not to be outdone, created a mosaic with his Staff of the Punisher, which was completely used as a warhammer.

【No time to hesitate~】

Gawen gritted her silver teeth lightly, and tore the blood-stained parchment into pieces, fixed her eyes on Futaba, and whispered, "In the name of my lord"

"Hey! Well done everyone, how about I sing a song for everyone?"

At this moment, a voice that was quite familiar to Jiawen suddenly sounded not far behind her. She looked back and found a figure in fluttering white clothes in the crowd. There was a half-elf with black messy hair. He was holding a lute. He had slender fingers and a fair face. There was a playful arc on the corner of his mouth, and those half-smiling eyes were filled with a kind of ecstasy that couldn't be interpreted at all.
Those were a pair of impressive eyes. Gavin still remembered that the last time the two met formally, the man with the alias 'Anthony Dabs' had the same light in his eyes before he was about to kill him.

He seemed very happy.
But God knows why this person who would be pleased even by his own death is so happy this time.

【It is estimated that someone is going to be unlucky.】

For some reason, such a thought suddenly flashed in Jiawen's mind, and in the next second she made a reliable judgment that 'that person might be her'.

"You bastard is really taking your time."

Futaba, who was in a good mood, didn't seriously ask Mo Tan to hurry up and let the gang behind him come over to join the siege because the victory was already decided, but made a casual remark, and then rushed to Cordoba with a smile on his face. Shouted: "Brother Cordoba, did you see that man in a white robe with a humble face? If you have time, you can also kill him by the way~"

Obviously, what she said was just joking from the tone to the connotation. After all, the people behind Mo Tan were dressed similarly to the soldiers who had fought side by side with Cordoba for a long time, so no matter what, the people who came came It could only be a friendly army, and Futaba's suggestion to let Cordoba kill one of them naturally couldn't be taken seriously.

But
"Ah, I'll do the same without you telling me."

Cordoba, who suddenly stopped at the same spot, suddenly said this after being silent for a few seconds, then raised his head, stared at Mo Tan's smiling face, and let out a particularly ferocious grin. Smiling: "Finally I found it, you bastard!"

"Eh?"

Futaba was taken aback at the time, and the Cone of Ice technique that had been half condensed behind her was scattered in shock.

【Eh? 】

Gawen, who was already ready to open, was also taken aback, and the movements of her hands were also a beat slower.

"Oh?"

Mo Tan was even more curious, staring wide-eyed and looking Cordoba up and down for a few seconds, then pointed to the tip of his nose curiously and said: "Well, sorry, are you talking to me? ?"

Cordoba, who finally saw his enemy, was already trembling with excitement at this moment. He squeezed his knuckles while walking past the two cultists who had given up resisting. With a puff of steam, he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you still remember a place called Pato City?"

Cordova has already thought about the following lines. After the other party answers "remember", he will use a deep and handsome voice to ask Mo Tan if he has ever killed innocent people, and before he can answer, he will be cold interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and then loudly revealed his identity, saying that he was the taxi that had been fortified after three days, the practitioner of justice, the avenger awakened from hell, and the punisher of evil, Mr. Cordoba. Fly it gorgeously to complete this feng shui turn of revenge
Mo Tan blinked: "I don't remember."

The battle
war.
"Gan!"

Cordoba suddenly became furious, and shouted violently: "Have you forgotten that you once killed a young man with a great future?!"

Mo Tan sniffled, then scratched his hair embarrassingly twice: "I forgot."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Cordoba's anger finally reached its peak, but seeing him let out a loud shout, his tall body shot out like an arrow from the string, and he raised the blood-stained staff of the punisher and rushed straight at Mo Tan: "Justice Lord Cordoba, the practitioner of the world, the avenger awakened from hell, and the punisher of evil, will now act for the heavens!"

For some reason, he was particularly persistent in wanting to say this line.

However.
"Huh? Avengers awakened from hell?"

Mo Tan flexed his fingers and touched the tip of his nose, and asked enthusiastically, "Which hell? What did you do to get in?"

"@#Your uncle!"

Cordoba's eyes were red with anger, he roared and hit Mo Tan's head with a stick.

As a result, Mo Tan appeared behind Cordoba in the blink of an eye at the moment when the Punisher's rod was swung down, covering his mouth with one hand and looking at Cordoba in shock: "When?"

[When and when? 】

Cordoba's brain was short-circuited for an instant.

"Pfft~"

But Futaba reacted immediately, laughed immediately, and then waved vigorously to the elites brought by Mo Tan who were ready to help, and shouted, "They are all my own people, don't worry about their personal grievances, please help quickly." Cut down the group of enemies', and pointed to the remaining members of the assassination group, and then turned to Cordoba, who was blushing, and Mo Tan, who was blushing, humming a little song, looking like they were watching a good show.

But this time, Cordova just reacted, shouted 'Nima', turned around and swung his staff.

Snapped! ! !
As a result, Mo Tan squatted down like a prophet to avoid Cordoba's blow, and at the same time he got up, he smashed the lute in his hand on the former's head, and shouted with his neck stuck : "Why are you yelling so loudly!"

Cordoba gritted his teeth: "I"

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Tan covered his ears, rolled his eyes and sang loudly: "Two tigers, two tigers, falling in love, falling in love, the first one is male, the second is also male, really Strange, really perverted!"

Just as Cordoba stopped trembling with excitement, he was so angry that he started to tremble, and punched Mo Tan's chest like he was in vibration mode: "Why are you kidding me?"

"Yeah~"

Mo Tan, who had just used [Flashing Backstab], suddenly sneered, and with a move of [Quick Stab], he staggered past Cordova with a short body, turned his back to the latter and said leisurely: "Of course I was joking before, After all, you are such a handsome man, no matter where you are, you are like a firefly in the dark, so bright, so outstanding, your melancholy eyes, your superb marksmanship, and that cup of honey without adding honey The sweet honey water is still fresh in my memory, that’s right.”

He turned around and looked at Cordoba with burning eyes: "You are"

Cordoba, who no longer knew what expression to make, twitched the corners of his mouth twice, held up the Punisher's staff, and returned Mo Tan's eyes that could be called egg-cracking: "I am?"

"That Whispering Cultist who was stabbed to death by me in the tower!"

"I am your father!!!"

Cordova threw a shock wave at Mo Tan expressionlessly.

And Mo Tan, who had already quietly turned on [Fast Travel] when he uttered the phrase 'Sweet Honey Water', jumped out quickly and rolled on the ground three and a half times before getting up again, stunned. The wave that Cordova swung was completely hidden.

"Ah, a movie meme from fifty-five years ago. It really makes people feel powerless to complain."

Futaba, who paid continuous attention to the two of them, stared at the dead fish eyes and muttered, then gritted his teeth lightly and said: "I'm afraid that guy has come here long ago, otherwise how could he have such a good grasp of Cordoba's attack routines?" Clear, but when did the two of them form a bridge? Also, if that guy is killed by Cordoba, does it mean that I won the bet?"

Obviously, even if Mo Tan dodged Cordoba's several attacks without losing a trace of blood, Futaba didn't think he would win at all. After all, the gap between the two sides is too big. It's not as good as the hermaphrodite, he can only delay for a few minutes at most.

"You are a worthy opponent!"

While running wildly, Mo Tan turned his head and shouted at Cordoba: "Although you were a cult member in your previous life, you are also a cult member with a lot of backbone, much better than those punks who were stabbed to death by me casually."

Bang! ! !
Cordova's legs flashed green, and he rushed to Mo Tan with a hurricane in his body, and he turned his back on the Punisher's staff and shot back a sharp carbine: "Who do you call a street boy!"

"The few bad boys who were stabbed to death on the way may be too insignificant, so I don't remember clearly."

After seeing the back of the other party, Mo Tan decisively fell on his back and lay flat on the ground. After avoiding the carbine, he rolled to the side and smiled: "The only thing in common is probably that luck is not very good. Needless to say, that Yintang is the same as you."

"I'm not unlucky!"

Cordova's long stick was hanging upside down, stabbing at Mo Tan like a fork: "Die to me!"

In the end, for some reason, the continuously flowing blue energy flow on his body suddenly dimmed for an instant, causing his movements to slow down by half a minute, allowing Mo Tan, who was already prepared to pay the price with an arm, to escape the blow by a tiny margin.

【So it turns out, huh, it went smoother than I imagined. From this point of view, maybe even [Escape] won’t be needed. 】

Mo Tan, who jumped up from the ground with his waist strength, grinned his white teeth, pointed at Cordoba, who was suddenly half a beat behind, and laughed loudly: "Haha, you are tired!"

"No, I'm just tired of playing."

Cordoba, who was swiped by a series of [energy less than 2%], said coolly, and casually picked off the cracked large crystal on the top of the Punisher's Staff, and then took advantage of the spare rune energy still in his body Zhuan Zhuan squeezed out a brand-new, full-energy [Apocalypse Crystal] from the bag in a cool posture like the president of the Seahorse drawing a card, and sneered while pressing it on the groove on the top of the Punisher's Staff: "And ready to take you in style with a secret trick called Overload."

Bah! ! !
The next moment, the energy-filled [Apocalypse Crystal] in his hand shattered in response, turning into a huge black beam of light and soaring into the sky, which was particularly eye-catching under the scorching sun at noon.

And Cordoba, who was so handsome just now, yelled, "Nima is a fool", while slowly curling up into an OTZ against the beam of light, looking desperately at the one who killed him once. The lunatic picked up two axes and walked towards him with a grinning grin.

【Am I overfulfilling the task? 】

This was Cordoba's last thought before the self-destruct device was activated.
Chapter five hundred and fifty six: The end

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