Fairy Britain, they all want to raise me?

"Don't you want my head? But considering that there is no possibility that you want to get it yourself, I will show mercy and give you a chance. If you can get a soldier alive today, How about you win in front of me?"

"You brat! How dare you look down on others now?!"

Hearing this, Woodworth immediately gritted his teeth.

"You said this yourself, don't regret it!"

With that said, Woodworth turned around and shouted loudly:

"The enemy's city gate is open! Charge my whole army! Go! Bring that damn human to me! There will be a huge reward!"

Although he vaguely felt that something was wrong, after being slapped in the face by Guinevere so many times, Woodworth, who was completely obsessed with it, couldn't control it so much.

Anyway, his strength is strong, and his big fist is the last word. Can this kid make a comeback?

[The entire Oxford army charges towards you. 】

"You are really simple-minded. You can hit the target with the provocation method."

Seeing this, Guinevere couldn't help but shook his head, and then gently raised his hand:

"The magic gunner obeys the order and loads the gun! No shooting is allowed without my order."

Not the best distance yet.

Guinevere narrowed his eyes,

Although Woodworth's troops have already entered the firing range, if they start shooting now, the completely defeated Woodworth's troops will still have a chance to withdraw.

And he, in this battle, will completely paralyze and defeat the Oxford Army!

In this way, it was not until Woodworth's troops were only about 500 meters away from Guinevere that he waved his hand suddenly:

"Times have changed, Woodworth!"

"The whole army obeys the order! Fire!"

With an order, and with the dense sound of breaking through the air, the goblins of the Fang Clan who were still charging fell down like wheat.

Chapter 37 I'm waiting for my teammates, what are you waiting for?

In just a few breaths, Woodworth's army's defense line was completely torn apart.

The rain of bullets coming from the gate above and parallel to the city wall met the vanguard of Woodworth's army at the same time.

There is no need to send out the main force to charge after being weakened by repeated rounds of arrow rain and spear throwing, like Guinevere once commanded the Longbowmen and Woodworth Army of the Round Table Army... In just a blink of an eye, Woodworth's army's casualties had reached [-]%.

Such a scene soon made the goblins of the Fang Clan feel shaken.

"What's going on? Why did everyone in front suddenly fall down... Is this some kind of devil's magic?!"

"It hurts, it hurts! My shoulder was smashed by something...an iron weapon, an iron weapon?!"

Compared with the fireball and wind blades that fairies can naturally release, the Demonic One Style actually does not have much advantage in terms of power.

It is even said that the power at close range may not be stronger than the fireballs that fairies are born to rub.

However, when it comes to penetration, range, and rate of fire, the Demonic One Style is far beyond the fireball and wind blades. Long-range attack miracles such as the fireball and wind blades are too much for the fairies. It was something too familiar, even more common on the battlefield than swords and the like.

But the bullets of the Moxu style are different. It is difficult for the goblins to detect and dodge the rapid attack with their eyes alone. It is far beyond the goblins' cognition. Often, they don't even have a chance to react, and their bodies have already been penetrated by the bullets. .

Then, the next step is the most critical point.

Because the bullets of Moxu-[-] are made of metal, for the goblins who are naturally afraid of iron weapons, this is like being born with an extra layer of armor-piercing and poisoning special attacks. The effect is extremely significant, plus Woodworth The goblins in the army charge in a very dense formation, and one shot can even penetrate more than two goblins with one shot.

In this way, there is no need to worry about lethality.

The goblins of the Woodworth Army could not even rush to the city wall. After the magic gunners on Guinevere's side changed their ammunition and fired for the second round, the goblins of the Woodworth Army were the only ones left. Less than [-]%.

Such a terrifying sight beyond the elves' cognition easily shattered the fighting spirit of the remaining survivors.

They began to turn around and try to escape... but the third round of shooting had already begun. Although due to the sharp decrease in target density, the magic gunners on Guinevere's side could no longer close their eyes as before. They could hit them even with their eyes... But even so, when they were finally taken out from the effective range of Moxu Style [-], they were already out of ten.

Only Woodworth was left stunned at the back:

"What? What? What?! Damn it, Guinevere, what on earth have you done, bastard!?"

"What kind of attack is that? What kind of weapon is that? It makes no sense! It's completely unheard of!"

At this moment, a stray bullet accidentally hit Woodworth's face, but he directly reached out his hand and grabbed the stray bullet in his hand.

He lowered his head and glanced at the bullet in his hand, and then, relying on his extremely excellent eyesight, Woodworth raised his head again and looked at the Demonic Style of the magic gunners in Guinevere's army that continuously fired bullets. Craving:

"Damn it! Damn it! How come there is such a damn weapon? It's just cheating! Cheating!"

It’s hard to understand, how could such a damn weapon exist in this world?

From ancient times to the present, all killings on the battlefield are based on the fact that both sides must bear huge risks.

Both the enemy and us put their lives on the line, holding weapons and fighting at a distance where both sides can threaten the other. Your strength, your agility, your skills, your experience, your will, and even your luck... .... All the training you have done for fighting and killing for a long time will make you more likely to win in the scale bet that puts the lives of both sides on it.

But at the same time, you must also bear the possibility that as long as you fail in the bet, you will also die.

But now, all this has been broken, by this damn, inexplicable weapon.

The process of killing has been completely simplified. It does not require hard training, strong physique, or risking your life to kill. You only need to move your fingers lightly to kill the enemy from a thousand meters away. life.

what is this?

"It really makes no sense!"

"What do you think of fighting on the battlefield?! What do you think of the glory of a warrior?!"

"This despicable weapon...the weapon of a coward who doesn't put everything on the gambling table as a bargaining chip! It exists only for killing, the murderous weapon of the executioner!"

"I don't allow it, I don't allow such damn weapons that blaspheme our bravery to exist!"

Roaring like this, Woodworth tore off his suit, then roared loudly and rushed towards the battlefield in person.

As soon as he rushed out, more bullets flew from a distance, heading towards his face and vital parts of his body.

Only this time, he didn't make any defensive or evasive moves at all. He just rushed over and let the bullets hit him, and then bounced off his skin, which was tougher than a steel plate.

"It's useless! It's useless! It's useless!"

He roared, at a speed that was difficult to catch, almost as fast as the bullets flying towards him, breaking the sound barrier in an instant, and shooting towards Guinevere with a fierce momentum unprecedented by the soldiers on Guinevere's side. Run out towards them.

He just ran like that with big strides, and then, behind him, the earth was torn apart by the vacuum explosion set off when his speed exceeded the speed of sound.

Then when he rushed to the gate of Norwich, he finally stopped. The air flow driven by his movement suddenly blew through the gate of Norwich like a super strong wind. At the same time, he The suffocating, oppressive feeling like a mountain standing still arrived at the same time at night:

"I will let you know! I will prove to you! The battlefield is not something that can be won with the weapons of cowards! It is what the real strong people like us do! It is not something you and others can take down. A few toys can get your hands on it!"

"I'll be here! Kill you all!"

Roaring like this, he already stretched out his claws and smashed them out at the soldier closest to him.

With his extremely terrifying physical fitness, such a punch, let alone flesh and blood, would be enough to directly collapse the city wall of Norwich even if it was thrown against it.

However, such a blow was easily blocked by another strange-shaped hand that suddenly reached out from one side as soon as it was thrust out.

It is indeed a very strange arm - because in the center of the arm, the alien sharp blade has clearly divided his arm into two halves, but his hand does not seem to have any inconvenience in movement due to this.

Even though the ground beneath their feet immediately shattered, Woodworth's attack was completely neutralized.

Then, another person's voice came slowly:

"——What a shameless statement."

Woodworth lowered his head and saw an extremely ferocious face of a demon that only appeared in nightmares.

On the devil's face like a mask, an eye like an incandescent light bulb was staring at him:

"Who do you think you are? Can you just say no?"

Then, the demon suddenly thrust his head towards Woodworth, and stabbed Woodworth with the strange-shaped sharp blade that emerged from his head.

"Don't look down on people, it's just that this level of attack has no effect on me at all - ugh!"

Suddenly, Woodworth lowered his head in pain, but the strange-shaped sharp blade had already pierced his flesh and blood, creating a huge gap in his chest.

"What are you crazy about?"

Guinevere then threw an uppercut, and the strange-shaped sharp blade in his hand caused a cluster of blood on Woodworth's face:

"Do you really think that you are invincible just because you have all A-level or higher explosive surfaces?"

Woodworth was in pain, and as his anger surged, he punched Guinevere in the face, but it only made Guinevere's head tilt slightly. Then Guinevere turned around and kicked Guinevere hard. In its chest, Woodworth, who was unable to dodge, was kicked, and then kicked away like a cannonball:

"If it's just about the panel, I'm the stronger one now!"

With such a wild laugh, Guinevere stepped on the ground suddenly, his body turned into a meteor and instantly caught up with Woodworth, and once again pierced the sharp blade that emerged from his hand after he turned into a demon into Woodworth's body. among.

At the same time, in the prompt of the endless trial, the abnormal ability values ​​​​of both parties at this moment were displayed:

The leader of the Fang Clan, Arei Hyakuchi Woodworth:

【Muscle Strength: A】

【Agility: A】

【Magic: A】

[Durability: A+]

[Lucky: C]

Lord of Norwich, Great Calamity Demon Guinevere (demonized state):

【Muscle Strength: A+】

【Agility: A+】

【Magic: A】

[Durability: A+]

【Lucky: A】

This time, since the sharp blade growing out of the body after being transformed into a demon is still an iron weapon, Woodworth, as a goblin, can still stably trigger the iron weapon's special attack on goblins. In addition, he has already reached the level of strength. With strength agility at the level of a brick, Guinevere was no longer able to break through Woodworth's superficial defense like he did the first time he faced Woodworth. On the contrary, his casual blow was enough to tear Woodworth apart. flesh and blood.

But that's all.

Although he could easily tear through Woodworth's defense, the iron weapon's ability to restrain the goblins could not affect Woodworth's self-healing ability at all.

"Do you think I will fall down due to an attack of this level?!"

"It's not painful or itchy at all! An injury of this magnitude will heal naturally just by breathing!"

Woodworth laughed angrily, and then, just as he said, in just one breath after Guinevere's sharp blade scratched Woodworth's body, Woodworth's wound had already healed itself quickly. It's over.

Then, in anger, it counterattacked with all its strength, penetrating Guinevere's chest easily, and then searched for Guinevere's heart to crush it.

but......

"you--"

Woodworth showed an extremely shocked expression:

"You don't have a heart?!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Guinevere kicked Woodworth violently, pulling Woodworth's arms out of his chest and abdomen. Then, he stabbed Woodworth fiercely, and the sharp blade above his head cut Woodworth into pieces. Voss's flesh and blood tore, and a large amount of blood spurted out. Guinevere opened his sin, which was full of sharp teeth like sword blades, and took a swig of Woodworth's blood.

So, in the blink of an eye, the big hole in his chest and abdomen was completely repaired immediately.

"If you don't die, I will chop you, you bleed, I will drink the blood, and then my physical strength will recover, so I won't die either!"

Cutting the sharp blade in his hand towards Woodworth again, Guinevere also laughed:

"The perpetual motion machine is completed!"

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Woodworth's facial expression gradually became distorted.

[Soon, the battle between you and Woodworth has entered a fierce stage. Since both parties have absolute confidence in their own recovery capabilities, you have completely abandoned defense and devoted everything to the opponent's continuous attacks. . 】

[Since you and Woodworth both have near-immortal healing abilities, and both of you can complete the conditions for triggering unlimited healing, you and Woodworth have begun a protracted fight. 】

[You can't kill Woodworth, and Woodworth can't kill you. 】

[Your fighting lasted for three days and three nights. 】

[After three full days of fighting like this, Woodworth finally backed down. 】