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Chapter 848 The Weakness of Skirmishers

In fact, Bai Luo had already been nearby, but he didn't rush in rashly.

He was not worried about what the skirmishers would do to him. What he cared about was the relationship between the man in the room and the skirmishers.

Trade? Slavery? Indenture? Or something else?

So he set up a game to see how the skirmishers would react.

And then...that's the scene before.

The reaction of the skirmishers was huge, which is obvious to all.

But the reaction he gave was also very interesting.

He wanted to have an attack, but he held it back.

This was in stark contrast to his ruthless behavior when he first met Bai Luo.

Even his attitude, tone of voice, etc. are very different from the skirmishers Bai Luo knew before.

It's like a different person.

And his actions had only one purpose - to prevent Bai Luo from entering the house.

Even when they first met, that majestic blow was not intended to kill him.

First he called out Bai Luo's name, and then he accumulated his strength on the spot for a while, and finally took action.

Not to mention Bai Luo, anyone with some strength—such as a doctor, a captain, or a girl—can escape.

In other words, his attack was not aimed at killing Bai Luo.

Instead, he forced him away from the door.

From that moment on, Bai Luo had already determined one thing.

The relationship between the skirmisher and the man in the room was not that of slavery or trade as he imagined.

That would be interesting.

It's a pity that Skirmisher's strength is indeed good, but his thinking is not very good.

He tried his best to put aside the relationship between himself and the person in the room, and even wanted to use the doctor as an excuse to drive away Bai Luo.

But he didn't realize that the more he did this, the more his relationship with the person inside would be exposed.

"You are seeking death, Anatole!"

After Bai Luo said who was inside, the skirmishers' expressions became more and more gloomy, and they even called Bai Luo "Anatole".

This meant that his patience with Bai Luo was about to reach its limit.

"Oh? You mean, the one inside is called [Death]?"

After confirming the relationship between the skirmishers and the man inside, Bai Luo opened his eyes even more.

Instead, the stragglers were teased.

His kind of teasing finally caused the skirmishers who had been patient for a long time to explode.

Thunder appeared around him, and even the deep purple eyes showed signs of lighting up.

The plain white robe floated automatically without any wind, floating like tentacles.

The skirmisher pressed the bamboo hat on his head slightly, and his whole body turned into dark purple thunder and lightning and rushed towards Bai Luo.

Subtle thunder light circulated between his fingers, and with every claw he grasped, even the air seemed to be distorted, and there was also a hint of thunderous roar.

The dull sound of thunder was like an invisible war drum, making the skirmisher's offensive sharper and at the same time shrouding the enemy facing him with an invisible pressure.

But since Bai Luo dared to provoke him, he naturally had his own trump card.

However, his trump card is not quantization, but the dilapidated house not far away.

You want to fight me, right?

I just won't fight you, I'm going to join you over there!

While dodging the skirmisher attack, Bai Luo made a move to rush towards the house.

When the former saw this, his face was slightly startled, and at a faster speed than Bai Luo, he crossed the middle between Bai Luo and the house.

"Hey, you seem to care about the person inside."

Seeing the performance of the skirmishers, Bai Luo smiled even brighter.

But the words in his mouth made the skirmishers subconsciously make a move to protect the house behind them.

Now his only weakness is there.

Seeing that the skirmisher didn't answer him, Bai Luo gradually suppressed his smile and pulled out the oil-paper umbrella from his waist.

With a slight pull, the red oil paper umbrella turned into a unique dagger in an instant.

However, the skirmisher's eyes did not focus on the dagger in Bai Luo's hand, but drifted around.

He had heard about Bai Luo's methods.

Like that weird steel wire.

The opponent's trick of turning an oil-paper umbrella into a dagger seemed like a show off, but in fact it was a way to attract his attention and secretly but silently release the special wire.

Although in previous descriptions, it was always written that Bai Luo would make a "hissing" sound when he released the wire.

In fact, this sound is controllable.

When facing different people, he will adjust the movement of the steel wire appropriately to make different sounds.

If it is a battle, he will increase his voice appropriately to affect the opponent's judgment.

In the event of a sneak attack or assassination, this steel wire will quietly turn into a murderous weapon.

The skirmishers did not capture the position of the steel wire, but it could be seen from the occasional inexplicable disconnection of grass blades that Bai Luo's steel wire had quietly unfolded.

Taking a deep breath, the skirmisher crossed his hands in front of him, and then violently threw them to both sides.

"Crack..."

Without damaging the house behind them, the skirmishers expanded their lightning as much as possible.

He does this because he has a certain understanding of some of Bai Luo's moves.

For example, Bai Luona throws the dagger at the opponent and uses the steel wire to discharge electricity at the opponent.

Although it was unclear how Bai Luo used this method, he remembered one thing very clearly.

The steel wire in Bai Luo's hand can conduct electricity.

Facts have proved that his method is effective.

In the lightning, two invisible steel wires were surrounded by lightning and became extremely conspicuous.

Seeing the steel wire spreading towards the house, the skirmishers reached out to grab it without hesitation.

Seeing this, Bai Luo calmly raised his hand and threw the dagger, and his target was the skirmisher who was about to grab the wire.

"snort."

Seeing the dagger flying rapidly, the skirmisher raised his arm, trying to block it.

An attack of this level is not enough to hurt him.

But......

"Click!"

The lightning flashed, and the skirmisher who originally tried to grab the wire only felt a numb feeling coming from the place where the dagger touched. Not only did the whole person freeze in place, but even the thunder and lightning released just now lost his grip.

Control spreads to all sides.

This guy Bai Luo's face is getting paler and paler, and this actually triggered a critical strike.

"This is impossible......"

Seeing Bai Luo put the dagger back, the skirmisher was slightly stunned.

As a creature of the God of Thunder, he exists to carry the power of thunder, and his resistance to thunder and lightning is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

But the opponent's attack, which was so weak that it could only be called electricity, actually paralyzed it.

It's like a stone being turned to stone, a blind person being blinded, a mute being silenced, and a fox being made cute.

It's simply unreasonable.

But the most important thing now is not these, but the scattered lightning.ωωw..net

The lightning that was beyond his control had begun to wreak havoc on the dilapidated house that he had been guarding.

"Miko sister!"

Seeing the lightning, the skirmishers rushed over immediately after getting rid of their paralysis.

But the out-of-control lightning was faster than he imagined.

He can't be stopped.

"boom--"

A wave of air burst out from the house, knocking back all the out-of-control thunder and lightning of the skirmishers.

With a creak, the old and peeling paint door was opened.

A miko walked out in a way that could almost be called floating.

The fox-like mask on her face covered her entire face, which was in sharp contrast to Battousai's fox mask that covered half of her face.
Chapter completed!
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