Under the sudden attack of such a vampire army, as long as the number reaches a thousand people, it is enough to fall into a small country in one night.
After all, who usually reserves silver weapons?
Is it burned with too much money?
Except for the Holy See, which has reserves for many years, no other country will make precious silver into swords and bullets and distribute them to soldiers.
"These NC remnants must be found and eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise the whole world may have another war."
Father Anderson had a solemn face, but he did not forget that there was still a battle in front of him that was both a difference in the superiority and a life-and-death battle waiting for him.
Although he was very grateful to the other party for sending information in time, since this kid insisted on seeking death, he would not show mercy.
To do your best is the greatest respect for it!
When Abel pulled out his preparedness in advance, aiming the two samurai swords inserted into the wall one by one and one by one at the front, Father Anderson''s attack also arrived.
Two sharp guns and swords slashed Abel''s neck with one sword and stabbed Abel''s heart with one sword.
If you don’t take action, you will be the ultimate kill if you take action!
But…
"The murderous aura is good, but it''s too slow."
Abel came first, and in an instant, he took out a knife and accurately knocked away the two guns and swords in Father Anderson''s hand.
The huge force shocked Father Anderson''s heart and his mouth was numb.
You know, he is not an ordinary human, he is a special transformer who uses technology beyond science to transform his body.
The body can even defend against ordinary bullets.
Both the speed and strength are far superior to ordinary people, otherwise they would not be able to fight against those monsters.
But after a moment of battle, he realized that the opponent''s speed and strength were still above him!
"Is this guy also a transformer like me?"
The moment Father Anderson took off his weapon, he rolled back five times in a row, quickly opening the distance.
Then he swung his hands and held two more guns and swords in his hands.
In fact, the guns and swords he used were not simple either. They were transformed from the pages of the blessed Bible. There were as many pages as the Bible as there were.
"I was careless just now, but I will definitely not be there next."
Flying the gun sword!
Father Anderson quickly threw out the two guns and swords in his hand, then two more, and two more!
After the 6th combo of Flying Sword, he started a close-kill battle with two more guns and swords in his hand.
Abel stood there, waving a long sword in his hand easily, blocking the thrown guns and swords to the side, and then just rightly blocking Father Anderson''s crazy attack like mercury pouring over.
He was so domineering that he could even "see" Father Anderson''s attack moves a few seconds later.
So the scene looks particularly weird.
At first glance, it seemed that Abel was performing a delicate blocking, but if you look at it for a while, you will find an amazing fact.
That is, as the defensive side, you can land in advance every time.
Just like beforehand, Father Anderson took the initiative to send it over and let the other party successfully resist.
Chapter 763 Play a game
"how so?!"
Father Anderson became more and more frightened as he fought, and his previous confidence had long disappeared.
The other party seemed to be able to predict his movements in advance, without counterattacking. Every time he set up a pose and waited quietly for him to run into him.
He felt like he was trapped in a spider web, and he could not escape no matter how hard he struggled.
This different pressure is completely different from the oppression that monster Akado gave him.
He knows that when a person performs an action, he will mobilize many related muscles in his body. People with rich combat experience can even judge whether the opponent''s next attack will be a punch or a kick, whether it will be a left fist or a right fist by observing the slight changes in the opponent''s shoulders.
He suspected that the guy in front of him was "previewing" his actions in this similar way.
But, so young, how can we get so much combat experience and such good eyesight?
Father Anderson was very puzzled, but after taking a deep breath, he changed his fighting style and forcibly controlled his muscles on his shoulders and other parts to ensure that every move he made was sudden enough and would not be pre-read in advance.
However, what he unexpectedly expected was that the other party just raised his mouth slightly and accurately blocked the gun sword in his hand again.
It seemed as if all his actions, including his thinking, were seen through.
"Did you feel surprised? I have completely seen through all your actions and reactions."
Abel suddenly smiled and spoke, which made Father Anderson''s face dark.
"I''m a little bored, so let''s play a game."
"In your opinion, I am previewing your actions through these eyes, right?"
"Then I will close my eyes next. As long as you can move me half a step within one minute, or cause even a little harm to me, I will let you escape for ten minutes. Well, including those waiting outside."
"If you lose, borrow your identity for me, how about it?"
"If you don''t speak, just act as your default. Then... the game begins."
As soon as the words fell, Abel actually closed his eyes like this, and even the weapons in his hand drooped.
Father Anderson, who felt that he was underestimated, was almost bitten by the teeth. He was so angry that he was like a lion who wanted to eat people. The two guns and swords in his hand were almost swinging out a phantom.
He must make this kid pay the price!
Go and die, die, die, die, die, die!
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish…
Every time he attacked, he aimed at the opponent''s vital points, without considering anything else, nor did he think about what to escape.