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The sound of the sniper rifle echoed in Eternal Night City with a certain pattern. Accompanied by the sound of the gunfire, there must be Oglock's counterattack. Compared with Douglas' relatively monotonous attack, Oglock's methods are very varied. Sometimes it's a shadow ray, sometimes it's a ball of destruction light, and now and then a close bunt. And Douglas's response is always the tongue of fire that spurts from the muzzle of the imitation Colt, interspersed in the hands of the two tempters, it is like the sarcasm of old friends.
Regarding this point, the old butler who was on the roof of the manor heard it most clearly. The butler poured a pot of black tea for himself, sat upright on a white carved chair, holding a cup of black tea with his gloved hand. The shock of the battle sometimes passed around him, but whether it was intentional or not, none of the attacks of Douglas and Oglock actually reached the spectator on the rooftop.
"Old boy, if I didn't let you back then, do you think you could catch up with Jennifer?" Douglas' voice sounded from a rooftop somewhere, and in an instant, a mass of dark brilliance fell on it, linking the rooftop and the building together. bang.
Oglock's voice came from the street: "Fart, you were a worthless stinking hunter. Did you think Jennifer would take a fancy to you?"
The voice was still echoing, and the sound of a sniper rifle had already sounded, followed by Douglas' rebuttal: "Of course, because I have more sentimentality than you!"
"Can love be enough to fill your stomach? You can't even support yourself, but I can make Jennifer live well. It turns out that I was right."
There was a sudden moment of strange silence on the battlefield, and then Douglas sighed softly: "Yeah, you always think you are right. No matter what happens, the great Oglok will not make any mistakes. That's why today, we will stand Here. Ogg, you old man, you know, I hate your conceit the most! Otherwise, everything wouldn’t have turned into what it is now.”
"I don't consider myself egotistical, it's just that I'm more sane than most."
The quiet neighborhood did not have the noise of attacking each other before, but the atmosphere quietly became chilling. On the rooftop, the smile on the old butler's face disappeared. He put away the tea set and left the rooftop. And above the tall buildings in Evernight City, Cario took down the remaining cigar, and said in a deep voice: "The tentative attack is over, the two of them have to be serious."
"Ben, how many bullets do you have left?" Oglock's voice sounded in the street, but this time, he did not attract sniper fire.
"Not much, but enough to kill you."
"Is that so? If I remember correctly, you should only have three rounds left?"
"Ogg, if you have time to count, why not save your energy and run for your life."
"Joke, when have you ever seen me turn my back on my opponent?"
The voices of the two kept ringing in the neighborhood, but if they relied on the voices to catch their opponents, they would find that it was completely impossible to do so. Whether it was Oglock or Douglas, when their previous sentence was still ringing, the next sentence was already a hundred meters away. The sound was erratic, sometimes far and sometimes near, and it was obvious that both of them were moving at high speed and trying to lock on to their opponents.
On the tall buildings in the distance, Zero himself is also an expert in sports combat. However, when he replaced himself in the situation of any one of Douglas, he found that even if the mastermind's data processing ability was completely put on this chase, he would not be able to do better than these two. In other words, Zero couldn't catch either of them quickly.
But at this moment, gunshots rang out in the block.
Oglock, who was moving at high speed, suddenly stopped and stopped instantly, and the shock wave generated directly "blows" down the building behind him. Oglock happened to catch a sniper bullet passing by at high speed in front of his eyes. The metal projectile was spinning, dragging a faint tail flame, and bombarded the collapsed building, blowing a certain stone to pieces.
If he hadn't stopped immediately, then the sniper bullet would hit his chest hard now, which shows how terrible Douglas' prediction is. In high-speed sports, it is still possible to calculate the opponent's trajectory and give the initiative. It is wrong to be a powerhouse of Oglock's level, even if it is zero, I am afraid that it will be caught.
Although Oglock avoided the attack, Douglas was by no means a sniper expert in the usual sense. Just as the speaker stopped his body, he suddenly jumped forward again. Almost as soon as he moved, the ground at the previous position immediately opened a gap for the sniper bullets.
While the sniper rifle was still ringing high-pitched, Oglock showed a dignified surface.
Here comes the third bullet!
This is the real kill. The two blows just now were nothing more than forcing Oglock into a preset location. Douglas pulled the trigger without even bothering to aim, and the last round came whizzing by, leaving no time for Oglock to dodge.
On that bullet, through the block. As soon as it came out of the chamber, it revealed a hazy star-like light, which was like the light of a bright moon in an instant, and when it hit Oglok, it was already as bright as a round of scorching sun!
Zero's pupils shrank.
That was an ability he was all too familiar with, death crit! Using bullets as the medium, an energy storm is attached, which is triggered when hitting an opponent. Douglas also used the same ability, but the difference was a completely different energy level from Zero's death crit at that time!
Oglock snorted, and a dark shadow suddenly rose between him and the bullet.
The whole block flashed, and then the flames erupted. It was as if a volcano had been thrown into the neighborhood, and a column of flames suddenly erupted into the sky. First, it rushed to a height of tens of meters, and then the fire wave spread out in all directions, engulfing everything that could burn. And things like some electrical appliances exploded one after another in the flames. Shock waves, large and small, swept across the entire block, knocking down a large number of buildings.
Even if it was a little farther away from the explosion center, the glass of all the doors and windows exploded at the same time, and the walls melted like cream, leaving large black marks.
After the explosion and flames, everything within 50 meters of the center of the explosion has disappeared, completely disintegrated under the violent energy impact. Buildings within a range of 100 meters collapsed around the explosion site, leaving clear traces. The neighborhood within 150 meters was scorched black, as if it had been ravaged by flames for several days. The outer wall of the building was scorched black, and the glass products had already melted into juice.
The only thing that still exists is the pair of criss-crossed black wings. And Oglok, with his wings outstretched and almost unharmed!
On the block where the explosion occurred, the reverberation of flames still lingered. There was a flame burning tenaciously at Oglok's feet, even though there was nothing more to burn. A cold and majestic aura suddenly appeared from Oglock's body, and the flames around him disappeared in an instant, as if being extinguished by an invisible big hand. At this moment, he reminded Zero of that night outside Cyrus Town.
The Oglock who appeared in front of Zero was as cold and ruthless as he is now.
"The time for reminiscing about the past is over, Douglas. Now, I think we can be serious." Oglock said slowly, without any ups and downs in his tone, as if he was narrating something that couldn't be more natural.
"Yes." A figure stepped on the scorched ground, and Douglas dropped the sniper rifle casually. As soon as the gun left the hand, it immediately disintegrated into fragments and countless parts.
The enhanced version of the death crit, the strength of the ability poured into it in a short period of time exceeded the limit that the gun body could bear. It didn't collapse immediately, just because Douglas used energy to stabilize its structure. Now being thrown away by him, they immediately fell apart.
"Some people say that when you always remember the past, it is a sign of old age." Douglas spread his hands: "It seems that we are all old."
"Yes, it's been a bit longer than I thought it would be, but I'm not bored at all. We're all getting old, so let's wrap it up before we get too old to move."
Douglas nodded: "As you wish."
The momentum appeared like a flash flood, without any posture of accumulating strength and exerting strength, Douglas just stood there most naturally. But there was continuous crackling and violent sound all over the body, and the originally thin Lao Tzu's muscles continued to expand and squirm. However, he didn't explode his clothes in an instant like those familiar strength-type ability users. The hunting suit remained the same, but Douglas' height was raised by three inches, and the slightly loose hunting suit was now covered by the tightly bound muscles under the clothes. It fills every inch of space, so it looks a little tight.
Douglas' changes were not exaggerated, but the ground under his feet sank silently, and then the concrete on the surface annihilated and disintegrated within his breath, instantly expanding a round pit with a radius of ten meters. Following a circle of shock waves, it swept away, playing a high-pitched note in the silent city!
"He..." Ling said in surprise, "He is also taking the power route?"
"Pure power." Cario nodded and said, "It's very familiar, because Tyr is the same. He is known as the power of the gods, although he claims to get rid of Douglas' shadow. In fact, that child doesn't even know himself. He's just chasing his father all the way, copying the old guy Ben."
It is also pure power, but Tyr's power is arrogant and unscrupulous. On the other hand, Douglas is introverted, every ounce of power is contained in his body, and every drop of energy is perfectly controlled by him, so he can maintain a relatively balanced body shape. Otherwise, like Tyre, while showing true strength, he also turned himself into a monster full of muscles.
But this invisibly tall body already weighs more than fifty tons, comparable to the weight of a main battle tank! The suddenly annihilated ground was crushed under the weight of Douglas' sudden situation.