Chapter 552: Who pays the debt?

"You can kill me if you want. What does it have to do with me?"

Drax was stunned for a moment, full of doubts in his heart. He tilted his head slightly, the green light in his eyes shrank to a point, and he stared at Lorraine closely.

Lorraine was seen looking very well-rested, standing slouched in front of Drax, with one hand on her waist and the other hanging by her side, swinging slightly.

There was no nervous and guarded expression on his face, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. It was as if he was telling an interesting thing that had nothing to do with him, and he could even throw his head back and laugh with the other person.

field.

Drax said something bad to himself.

Originally, he thought that Lorraine's grand battle was enough to show the importance he attached to Deipole.

Drax's action has been planned for a long time. After all, it requires careful organization and planning to lure Deipole out of Nadel City.

But Drax's intelligence was not perfect. He could only collect some semi-public information, and then corroborate it with what he already knew, and he could only determine Deipole's approximate identity.

Otherwise, we would not have underestimated the strength of venture capital companies and suffered a huge setback here.

But based on what Drax knows and infers, Deipole should be very important to Lorraine.

But I didn't expect that Lorraine didn't care at all.

He is so cold-blooded and ruthless, he is even more undead than himself.

Drax suddenly had many more thoughts in his mind, and he unconsciously ignored them.

Drax's eyes wandered for a moment, but Lorraine kept staring at Drax without blinking.

The moment he hesitated, a sudden change occurred.

Lorraine's right hand, which had been hanging low, was seen flicking. The short-handled musket inserted in his lower waist was already in his hand at some point, and he pushed away the hammer while raising the gun.

In the next moment, the black hole of the gun was already aimed at Drax's head.

But then Lorraine discovered that Drax was hiding behind Deipole, with only a small part of the side of his head exposed.

And Drax's reaction was not slow. He saw Lorraine pulling out a strange short staff. Although he didn't know what it was, his instinct told him that it was full of danger.

He hurriedly shrank his head and turned sideways, trying to hide completely behind Deipole.

Time seemed to have stagnated at this moment, becoming extremely slow.

It's like a yellowed old movie.

The slow-motion picture is slowly beating frame by frame. You can even hear the mechanical clicking sound of the frame as it jumps.

Lorraine found that she couldn't aim at Drax's eyebrows, and couldn't help but secretly scream: Oops! There is only one chance like this, and now is the critical moment for the plan to be revealed.

If the opponent cannot be killed on the spot, after he wakes up, he will definitely jump over the wall and kill in a violent manner~!

Therefore, Lorraine made a prompt decision, swung the muzzle of the gun, and slid down.

Eyes filled with phosphorous fire and shrunk to pinpoints?

No, it was too close to Deipole's neck. If it had been even half a centimeter higher, the bullet would have scratched Deipole's ivory-white skin and ripped open her blood vessels.

At such a close distance, although the accuracy of the musket in Lorraine's hand was excellent, a slight deviation could kill Deipole.

The muzzle continued to slide.

The black muzzle was pointed at Drax's neck.

Still not working~!

The fatal part has moved behind Deipole. Even if he fires a gun, it will only be a scratch at most, but it will not be able to cause enough damage to the opponent.

The muzzle of the gun slid down again...

Even though the time at this time is measured in 'moments', it is passing quickly like quicksand in an hourglass.

If there is no chance to shoot again, in the next second, the bone knife in the hand of the undead wizard will cut through Deipole's beautiful neck.

At this time, the gun was pointed at Drax's shoulder.

However, Lorraine immediately saw the robe that covered her body, and could not see clearly where her shoulder blades and collarbones were.

It was already a critical moment.

This is already the last chance.

Lorraine didn't have the slightest idea in her mind at this time and acted completely on instinct.

In the next moment, he had pulled the trigger.

Just hear the crisp metal clang sound.

Immediately afterwards, sparks from the flint flew, igniting the gunpowder in the gun chamber.

The black gunpowder began to burn, and a faint smoke came out.

In an instant, the heavy lead shot was pushed out of the muzzle of the gun under the strong air pressure. It rushed towards the target at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

It was only then that the sound of gunfire and explosions came out, and the sound of "boom" resounded throughout the long street.

Although all of this happened in an instant, Lorraine found strangely that he could capture every scene. Every scene was projected into his mind.

He suddenly realized that his combat skills and mental skills had reached a new level.

Every movement can be felt like a reflection in a mirror.

Originally, he thought that when he stepped into a new realm, he might be a little moved, happy, or have other emotions, but at this moment, he felt neither happy nor sad.

Everything falls into place naturally, as a matter of course.

At this moment, the heavy lead bullet roared out and hit Drax's elbow holding the knife.

That was the only shooting position Lorraine could find. Although it could not seriously injure the necromancer, it gave him a chance to rescue Deipole safely.

At the moment of the gunshot, Lorraine had already let go of the musket in his hand, then leaned over and ran out.

At this time, the lead bullet had hit Drax's elbow hard. The heavy projectile carried strong inertia and immediately smashed Drax's elbow into pieces.

Without the joint connection, Drax's right hand holding the knife immediately became unstable and drooped downwards.

At this time Lorraine had already rushed over.

He reached out and grabbed Drax's right wrist, then used both arms hard, and then turned around like a whirlwind.

Just listen to a "click" sound that makes your scalp numb.

Drax's right arm had been broken off at the elbow.

Drax looked at Lorraine in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe this was true.

At this time, the musket fell to the ground and made a soft 'pop' sound.

Drax immediately came to his senses.

In the next moment, he roared loudly, then raised his left hand, let go of Deipole, and Lorraine grabbed it.

Lorraine immediately withdrew, then raised the severed arm in his hand and blocked it upwards.

Drax felt something in his hand, and without thinking, he immediately held it tightly, and then hissed: "Dark Poison~!"

Immediately afterwards, he saw a dark green light flashing in his left hand, quickly covering the entire broken arm like a tide, and then flowing along the broken arm towards Lorraine's hand.

Lorraine hurriedly let go, then raised her leg and kicked Drax hard.

Even though Drax is an undead, he is also a magician.

Magicians, on the other hand, have always been famous for their high attack and low defense, and their hand-to-hand combat ability is pitifully low.

Lord Luo was a gangster. He fought in gangs and acted like a gangster on the street. He always swept through thousands of armies. In addition, he had a musket with an attack power of 500%, so he was known as 'seven in and seven out, invincible'. Even in Changban Slope

The former Zhao Zilong was just like that.

Although he became the governor, he never let go of his skills.

When the visiting bishop of the Holy See came to smash the newspaper office, he personally took action, held down the leading figure of the Holy See, and beat him violently.

Finally, he patted his butt again, not leaving a trace of cloud behind, and fled before the city guards arrived. There was no way for anyone to catch anything.

Comparing these two, the superiority and inferiority are obvious.

Drax was kicked by Lorraine and immediately staggered and fell to the side.

Seeing the opportunity, Lorraine immediately reached out and grasped Deipole's jade wrist, and then pulled Deipole over with a strong pull.

Drax was furious and roared, "Death Claw~!"

Amidst the piercing forest screams unique to the undead, he pounced on Lorraine again.

A bone claw appeared in front of him, and then the bone claw stretched and contracted strangely while flying towards Lorraine.

Lorraine covered Deipole behind him, then extended his right hand again, and a faint white light flashed. The War Soul Sword had jumped into his hand, and then he slashed it down with force.

The bone swords intersected, and there was a soft sound immediately.

Immediately afterwards, the bone claw shattered into countless miserable green light spots and disappeared into the air.

At this time, Drax was already furious.
To be continued...