Four hundred and ninetieth chapters flying bees
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According to the ancient law of fairies, leprechauns are not allowed to prey on each other. Vendetta can be forgiven, but devouring the bodies of other fairies is an unforgivable sin. All fairies proven to commit such great sins will be escorted to the leprechaun king, and all the fairies rulers will impose cold flames on them and will forever wipe them out from this realm.
Therefore, the leprechauns who open the two claws and look like hungry ghosts to other tribesmen may only be wild leprechauns. Even if those who do not abide by the law of the leprechauns, they do not recognize the rule of the leprechauns and do not have a civilized primitive existence. This understanding may not be completely correct, but it is common sense for most leprechauns.
It’s not that Keiras has dealt with wild goblins, and at some point he is called wild goblins by other well-dressed guys. Putting aside this word, similar to the meaning of the country bumpkin among the goblins, in the eyes of cat goblins, the group that is truly worthy of being named is extremely dangerous. They do not have the concept of group or race to limit themselves, and in the goblin realm, lack of understanding of themselves will make the facts weird.
Just like now, Keiras took a step back and made way for the space on the side, and quickly knocked down toward the enemy who was close to the vibrating sound of his wings with the hilt carved into the shape of a swallow's head with the hilt of the flying swallow sword.
The feeling of blow that should have had did not appear, but was replaced by pain on the shoulder. Do not make random moves when you are injured, because under the disadvantage, if the counterattack is expected by the opponent, the disadvantage may become a defeat.
The pain lasted for two seconds, followed by a scream. It was not Keiras's, and he could not make such a strange cry that would only make when a little goat was caught in a bear trap.
The cat fairy who had thrown off his opponent bared her teeth and checked the wound. Fortunately, she did not touch the main tissue. Although it looked terrifying, it was acceptable except for the pain.
In contrast, the guy who hurt him did not fall well. One of the two terrifying claw clamps was torn off during the twist of the bronze sword, and it looked extremely ferocious when it fell to the ground. Perhaps because he was afraid of such pain again, Mite took back the remaining claw.
"You still look better like this." Even though he didn't forget to mock his opponent after being injured, this was what Kailas looked like as a swordsman. He moved his injured arm, handed the hilt to his other hand, and stood upside down.
Compared to the cat fairy's joke, the bee monster is much more direct. Although her mouthparts are damaged, her sharp fingers and the deadly stings are still there, and she will not give up. "Eat you!"
In a brief battle, the swordsman understood one thing: the opponent had an absolute advantage in this battle, that was not sharp teeth or stingers, but speed.
The bee demon's wings are very special. From a structural point of view, the pair of thin wings that only reach the middle length of the hips and knees do not have the ability to let its owner soar in the sky. However, when they vibrate at high speed, Mite's speed can achieve the effect of ordinary people sprinting with all their strength within a short distance.
Moreover, compared to the sprint state where she could not respond in time, the stability of the wings allowed her to respond quickly at such a high speed, both offense and defense smoothly.
It would be too arrogant to defeat such an opponent without paying a price, but if you exchange injuries for injuries, it would not be in line with the current situation. Keiras's breathing became regular and slow again. He needed an opportunity, an absolutely effective attack, to completely end this unstoppable and meaningless battle.
Yes, this battle is completely meaningless, because unlike most battles produced by the world for food, fairies will not starve to death in the fairy realm. They themselves are part of this world, sharing life and vitality with this world, so they no longer need to take any nutrition from the outside into their bodies.
The sound of "buzzing" wings came from all directions, and Mite's figure seemed to have turned into several. The bee demon could not have any magical images of clone illusions. These phenomena were purely because she left visual afterimages in the air at high speed.
As for why she did that, it is actually well-founded. When some creatures in nature prey on prey that are not easy to succeed, they will also create noise around them, intimidate and distract the target, and then seize the opportunity to launch a fatal blow. It sounds like a very simple tactic, and even because the party who makes noise will definitely consume more physical strength, it looks a bit stupid. However, its effect is surprisingly good, especially for creatures with keen hearing.
Keras' expression gradually became ferocious, and his inner anger attracted the beastly nature. Cats and goblins are not cats. Besides, even real cats, they are perfect hunters in nature.
The wound was bleeding, pain and anger intertwined into an endless cycle of increasing mutual growth, and coupled with the interference of noise and phantoms, the spiral rise became faster and faster. As the mood changed, the cat fairy's hair began to become more vigorous, which made him look more like a lion than a cat, with fangs stretched out his lips, and his claws became more and more pointed. Some beastly transformation was causing the swordsman to lose his elegance and calmness.
In the realm of fairy, lack of understanding of oneself will make the facts weird. There is a reason why the fairy nobles are happy with the red tape of the human palace. Before they were too alienated by the etiquettes, they did effectively suppress the fact that the fairy in the realm of fairy got out of control due to emotional problems. For the fairy who lived on earth for a long time, this characteristic of their hometown would become particularly obvious.
"Roar!" What was spitting out of his mouth was no longer a sound that the cat fairy could make. Kelas's body had turned into a lion-like appearance in anxiety and anger. He had two thick hands holding the hilt of the flying swallow's sword, and his vertical pupils were full of anger and beastly nature. He took a step forward, and the bronze sword was thrown out like a stick, cutting the three Mite's afterimages in half.
The real Mite rushed out from behind, with a hideous smile on his lips and his claws headed straight to Keras's back. As he watched, the sharp claws wrapped in chitin carapace were about to tear open the cat fairy's flesh and take out his heart.
The bee demon's palm was hard to move forward at all because the dark claws held her wrist. The arm that had stretched out the sword before suddenly retracted it backwards, and slammed her elbows hard on her face.
One, two! With each elbow strike, a large piece of hair on Kelas' body fell off. When he hit the fifth stroke, he had already changed from a lion to a leopard. The hair on his body was closely connected to the skin, and there was no anger in his pupils. His eyes were neither hot nor cold, plain and deep.
This is a trap, a trap that makes the opponent careless by regulating his own emotions, a trap that can only play a role in the fairy realm.
The elbow hit was eight times in total, because if it continued to hit, Kelas's own elbow would probably be broken. The cat fairy let go of his opponent's wrist, swung the sword horizontally, and the sword body slammed Mite's abdomen like a board, fanning her out ten steps away, and hitting her heavily on the birch.
He didn't make up for the last blow because there was no need. Even if the fairy could recover by herself, such injuries were enough for her to be quiet for a while. He simply bandaged the wound on his shoulder. He thought for a while, picked up the big turtle on the ground and put it in his waist.
Chapter completed!