Dimensional Eroders

When the half-kneeling soldier in the distance stuffed the third bullet gun, Bailang drove the 'Nuclear Explosion Ghost Sheep', passing two teammates between the lightning and flint, and ran towards him.

In an instant, the opponent had already understood Bailang's weakness, so he could only sprint in a straight line, and it was difficult to change direction. So he resolutely abandoned the gun, rolled on the spot, and at the same time opened his mouth to let out a mournful wolf howl.

At the moment when the nuclear explosion ghost sheep hit the ground, his body began to change drastically. His muscles bulged, his body swelled, his mouth was long, his canine teeth interlaced, and his hair increased, which was very similar to when the black thorn entered the 'Frostwolf Form'.

When Bailang turned around again, the other party had turned into a mighty and tall werewolf in military uniform with gray-white hair. He tore the buttons of his jacket and outlined a muscular outline.

"Roar!"

The werewolf slightly bent its knees and lowered its body. Under the tight clothes, the contours of its back muscles were constantly squirming, as if it was about to pounce when hunting. At the same time, there were two howls of wolves not far away, and the other two soldiers transformed into hungry wolves with crooked bodies, turned around and rushed to surround Bailang.

"Dry!"

Bailang cursed in his heart:

Werewolves! This is definitely a werewolf! Isn't it just mixing into the 'second stage area'? As for immediately spawning three werewolves for me? And the power is obviously above himself.

As for the ashes just now? Could it be a vampire who can bask in the sun? My theoretical 'NPC teammate + helper', the Hydra Big Three 'Water B Wagen' kind?

At this moment, 0.1 mm of remorse flashed in Bailang's heart, and then he completely overthrew it. How could that guy who turned into ashes be a partner of justice with a domineering attitude? !

He was thinking wildly in his mind, and there was not much fear, but more excitement and fighting spirit.

Twist the handle of the vehicle again to speed up, and hit the werewolf in front of you, we must fight quickly! They must not be given a chance to meet, or they will surely die.

…

When the "Nuclear Explosion Ghost Sheep" roared again, the werewolf on the other side kicked his feet like a swift arrow, sprinting towards the white waves, and kept fine-tuning and changing direction while moving, always on guard to avoid the straight-line impact of the bronze vehicle.

As the white waves accelerated, the black thorns reappeared. It stepped on the front of the car with both feet, lowered its body and bent its knees, hooked the front of the car with one hand, blocked the dashboard, and tilted its body to the outside.

At the moment when the two sides were about to meet, they kicked their feet and jumped directly, relying on the fact that they were invisible to the naked eye, and took the first step to make a frontal surprise attack. Bailang turned the car sharply, avoiding the werewolf, and drew an arc. Then he abandoned the car, disarmed the vehicle, and attacked from behind.

The moment the 'Black Thorn' attacked, the werewolf warrior seemed to have noticed it, and directly raised his hand to defend and block. But his arm was still torn apart by invisible sharp claws, and blood gushed out, leaving four wounds penetrating to the bone.

Immediately, the black thorn circled to the side at a more flexible speed, swept across with one claw, and struck at the same time as Bailang's straight punch.

The werewolf twisted violently, dodging. The body pressed down to get out of the way of the black thorns, and at the same time, the whip leg was spun, like a steel whip blasting the air, and it collided fiercely with Bailang's iron-blue fist, causing an explosion and stirring up strong wind and waves. The green grass under the feet of both sides also instantly shattered into grass clippings, flying outwards in a ring.

The two took half a step back at the same time, and Bailang's fist felt a tingling pain, as if the blood was congested to the extreme, and every capillary was about to burst. Then the 'ripple energy' was transmitted along the blood vessels into every cell, and a faint black lightning appeared in the palm of the hand before it was relieved.

But the opponent was even more miserable, it blocked Bailang's sneak attack, but it couldn't avoid the black thorn's second attack which was more tricky and quicker. The wolf claws tore and cut, and the soft ribs were directly torn by the sharp and exaggerated claws. A kidney shot left a huge wound on the waist, and the military uniform was soaked in blood. Black red.

…

The white waves and the black thorns cooperated perfectly, stuck in the gap between the opponent's injuries, and bullied them again, with arrogance.

Ripples erupted, and the horizontal chain locked this force, the body swelled around, and the clothes were also tightened, which was no worse than the vicious werewolf in front of him.

The ripples spread out inside the right arm, continuously injecting energy to strengthen it, the arm turned livid, the fascia couldn't help wriggling, and a punch was thrown like an arrow, hitting the werewolf quickly and quickly. The opponent groaned, gritted his teeth and punched the collision.

The bones of Bailang's five fingers creaked, his strength was barely equal to that of the opponent, and he was slightly bruised. The other party's bones, which were originally torn by black thorns, were weakly broken, and through the collision and contact between fists, Bailang clearly caught it.

Its arm is useless!

The second punch was blasted out again, Bailang ignored his own load, and became even more imposing, black ripples exploded on his entire arm, his right fist stretched back to the limit with his bow and arrow, and then he stretched his waist across his thighs at the same time, twisting into a strand, twisting Moving his body, he punched the werewolf with an uppercut, like a hammer whistling.

The werewolf roared angrily to meet the attack for the second time, crossed his arms in front of him to block, and intercepted Bailang's all-out punch. However, the sound of bone breaking sounded at the same time, both arms were twisted and deformed abnormally, and his body was even hit by Bailang. The center of gravity was out of balance, and it swayed backwards.

The third punch!

The black thorns suddenly roared, and a 'howl' suddenly sounded in the open space. The sound wave carrying the mental shock made the werewolf in a trance for a moment. On the shelf, he punched him in the heart.

This fist's 'thorn particles' erupted at the same time, condensed into active 'acupuncture damage', and along with the strength and ripples of the fist, passed through the muscles, penetrated into his heart, and then exploded.

Like a flower full of sharp thorns, it bloomed from the heart, and it was riddled with holes. Under multiple injuries, the werewolf's heartbeat stopped suddenly, kill! Immediately afterwards, he was hit on the temple with a punch from the black thorn knife, half of his head was sunken in, and he flew three meters away horizontally, without life.

"call……!"

Bailang exhaled, his heart beat wildly, his right hand trembled uncontrollably, his palm to forearm was numb and painful, and blood began to ooze from the pores of his skin. Constantly warming and resuscitating with 'ripples', he gradually regained consciousness.

"That's enough!"

After this set, more than 30% of the physical energy is consumed, and there is no reservation, and the first shot is to go all out. Thanks to the black thorn god's assist, he was able to quickly take down a werewolf.

At this moment, the second werewolf behind him saw that his companion had been killed, and flew up furiously, pressed down in the air, and swung its wolf claws to cut.

And Bailang also spun around suddenly, like an athlete'throwing a hammer', using the heel as the axis, leaning back, holding a knight's long sword with both hands, and suddenly spun. Using centrifugal force to swing the long sword high, draw an arc of sword trails in the air around itself... Flying and slashing towards the attacking werewolf.

The sharp and strong wolf claws collided with the sword body, and the ripples in Bailang's palm never stopped pouring out, bursting out the 'silver' fake sword energy. Relying on the advantage of the weapon, the second werewolf let out a muffled snort, obviously suffering a disadvantage.

Immediately, Bailang stepped back half a step, stepped on the ground with his toes to stop the rotation, and stepped out again, with both hands standing on the side of the sword hilt on his waist, bullying him, dancing with the silver sword!

The swordsmanship that had been practiced hard for a month erupted at this moment, turning into a silver sword arc connected with each other. The ripples use the metal long sword as the medium, bursting out with silver electric lights, flying and flowing, which is really beautiful.

This is a set of practical and murderous swordsmanship, but the werewolf in front of him is extremely sharp, and his claws slapped the sword body of the long sword continuously, deflecting Bailang's every attack.

However, Bailang is quite proficient in this sword technique. Even if the sword marks are broken repeatedly, he can still cut the opponent with the most effort-saving angle through weak and delicate adjustments, maintaining the continuous attack rhythm.

The frequent and intensive confrontation between the two sides is a kind of relative consumption in disguise. In order to avoid the fatal cut, the werewolf had to use far more physical and mental energy than Bai Lang to maintain this fragile balance. Whoever breaks through first will die.

However, the third werewolf had already pounced on him, and it was obvious that Bailang had lost this round...?

Howl!

The black thorns made another sneak attack + mental shock, and the sound waves swept through the No. 2 werewolf, but the punch of the sneak attack was skillfully blocked by the opponent. And Bailang also suddenly changed his moves at this moment, and the long sword in his hand continuously drew ripple energy...

Double big salted fish blast!

It is expected... there will be another update tonight to finish writing this story.

So...recommendation and a set of monthly tickets.