novelhk Chapter 438 I Surrender
Chapter 438 I Surrender
boom! !
The roaring air waves blew up dust all over the sky. Tartaglia's body stood still, and the two people in front of him were blown away again by the absolute force.
Boom…
In an instant, the flames turned into waves, raised an elegant arc, and rushed towards us with a roar.
The corners of Tartaglia's mouth under the mask grinned, and countless lightning bolts around him merged into each other, like a giant beast opening its bloody mouth, and biting forward as he moved.
Peng!
The gray smoke rose like huge waves, and the interweaving of thunder and fire was like a dazzling elemental fireworks display. The exploding flames and the radiating lightning collided with each other, then disintegrated, and finally turned into brilliant white light.
hum!
The sound of a sharp wind suddenly sounded behind his head. Wan Ye was holding a broken knife, and the strong wind was swirling around the blade, endlessly.
Wan Ye slashed with his sword!
Breathing of the Wind Type 2 Claw Claw·Koto Wind!
The wind blade like a sharp claw grabbed Tartaglia's back, revealing murderous intent.
Tartaglia turned around and swung his spear, defeating all the sharp claws of wind that were coming towards him, with unstoppable power!
When he wanted to continue fighting with Wan Ye, he found that the other party had withdrawn at the first opportunity.
He ran pretty fast!
Tartaglia chuckled, then turned and stabbed.
Clang!
The tip of the Thunder Spear pressed tightly against Qiu Shui's tough blade. Lei Hu's face was as hard as iron, and he wrestled silently without saying a word.
Tear it apart!
In the blink of an eye, like a flash of lightning cutting through the sky, Kujo Sara descended from the sky holding Sakura Ten, and a thunderous sword slashed down from above Tartaglia's head.
Tartaglia's pupils shrank, and with a flick of his hand, he easily sent the Thunder Tiger flying.
Then he continued with his momentum, holding the gun with both hands and raising it horizontally above his head.
Clang!
Boom!
The sound of metal clashing rang out, and two completely different kinds of lightning repelled each other like water and fire, and continued to attack each other.
Clang!
Lei Hu came back again, the tip of the knife spewing out thunder, piercing straight into the throat.
At this distance... there's no way to dodge!
Tartaglia's heart trembled. At the critical moment of life and death, his body moved faster than his thinking, and he leaned back with all his strength.
The long knife stabbed in front of him, but missed.
With a flip of his wrist, Tartaglia knocked the nine Sara away, then he jumped back with his legs and avoided the attack of Thunder Tiger again.
When the first attack failed, Lei Hu continued to swing his sword.
At the same time, Tartaglia stretched out his arms and pressed them on the ground, pushing with all his strength, then put his legs together and kicked forward like a missile.
Qiu Shui collided with the combat boots, and the two were separated again by the force.
Lei Hu staggered back several steps.
The moment Tartaglia was thrown backwards, he supported himself on the ground with his hands again, swept into the air, then pushed with both hands, did a backflip and landed smoothly.
hum!
The roaring gale torn the earth apart and bit towards Tartaglia with determination.
Wan Ye stood beside him not far away, breathing out the fresh air, his eyes calm.
Without thinking, Tartaglia gathered the thunder spear in his hand, aimed at the eye of the tornado and threw it out!
boom!
With a dull thud, the tornado was pierced through in an instant and disintegrated into countless breezes on the spot, and the spear was instantly delivered to Wanye's face.
Wan Ye's lips curled slightly, his body was as gentle as the breeze, as if he had expected it. He gently turned his body, and the spear brushed the corner of his clothes and pierced into the distance.
At this time, Tartaglia grabbed a famous sword in one hand and was in a stalemate with Kujo and the other man. He exerted force with both arms, making it extremely difficult for them to bear the pressure.
During the struggle, Tartaglia suddenly felt a scorching heat wave coming from above his head.
When he looked up, he saw Xiao Gong had flown over his head at some point and was punching him from above.
boom!
A grand flame descended upon the earth.
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"Oh, it seems that we are all out of strength. Madam, you can't even maintain your fluttering state, let alone Dotore. As for you, Skirmisher... if you still have some strength left, do you think you would hit me with a thunderbolt?"
"In that case, elemental attacks are useless, so let's just engage in close combat. I'll fight three of you alone, and see who gets the loss!"
At the same time, everyone who was already exhausted looked at Arawaki Ichito, who had also used up most of his energy, and made suggestions, then walked towards them with his hands rubbed.
The Skirmisher and Rosalyn assumed fighting stances, looking as if they were going to die together.
"Bridge Bean Sacks!"
At this moment, the young boy Dotole suddenly raised his hand and interrupted Aratake Ichito's steps.
Arata Ichito stood there, folding his arms and looking at
"Why, do you have any questions?"
The young man Dotore let out a long sigh and suddenly raised his hands.
"Can I surrender?"
After these words were spoken, Arawaki Ichito did not say anything, but the two scattered soldiers turned their eyes to him.
The scattered soldier stared at him with a murderous look, his eyes were sinister and terrifying.
Rosalin's arrogant eyes revealed undisguised contempt and disgust, as if she was looking at a bug twisting on the ground.
The young Dotore was dismissive of this. Dignity and honor? Mission and loyalty? What are those? Survival is the most important thing.
Anyway, he is just a small slice, who just likes to study some normal and harmless little experiments. He has so many things on hand, and he doesn't want to get stuck here for no reason.
And even if you two look down on me now, when I succeed in the negotiation and leave in style, you two had better not follow me.
After thinking for a while, the young boy cleared his throat and said sincerely,
"Sir, I am ready to surrender. I will not participate in the next battle. Please let me leave alone. I promise not to set foot in Inazuma again for the rest of my life."
"I reject!"
Arata Ichito rejected the other party's request outright.
"You know whether you will step into Inazuma in the future has nothing to do with me. Besides, based on the example of you attacking me just now, your credibility in this regard has been zero in my mind."
The young boy, Dotore, was not surprised at all and smiled softly.
"I admit that your strength far exceeded our expectations. Our plan against you can be said to have completely failed."
"But if you think that one person can keep all of us here, it's a bit unrealistic. Any one of the three of us can at least stop you here for an hour at any cost, but it's only how long it takes for us to leave. This time has given us enough time to return to Narukami Island."
"And if you choose to do this, it will definitely cause a crazy counterattack from the Fatui. There are many executives who are stronger than us. Not to mention that my death will be noticed by the main body in an instant. What will you do then?"
"Pfft, do you think you are popular in the army? If one person dies, the whole army will take revenge? Even the [Captain] can't be treated like this, stop bluffing me."
Arata Ichito sneered.
The young man Dotore smiled unchanged, "Even if it's like what you said, Inazuma will still have a powerful executive officer, and the top three have power comparable to that of gods. Do you think you can beat them all?"
"Pull you down!"
Aratake Ichito waved his hand to interrupt the young boy Dotore.
"You've been in a high position for too long. You can't even ask for help clearly. I'm telling you today. You want to surrender? No chance."
"Even if all three of you run away, I will definitely kill you. As for the consequences you mentioned, no one will die."