owlsbooks Chapter 444 Withdraw from the Enemy (Happy New Year)
Chapter 444 Withdraw from the Enemy (Happy New Year)
Chapter 444 Withdraw from the Enemy (Happy New Year)
"Fuck you, awesome!"
This is the first time for the ex-Hydra to hang out with Fisher. They all think that Fisher is at best just an ordinary man on earth with hundreds of millions of people. They support each other with more girlfriends and more subordinates. , and now, looking at Fisher standing in front of him holding a sword like a god, the shock in the hearts of the hydra couldn't be more shocking. Even the soldiers who had assassinated Fisher had already started to kneel on the ground and began to repent.
And Atlas's old subordinates have an expression that I know, especially some of the old subordinates who have followed Fisher to space to fight aliens, and to the earth to fight monsters. They have long suspected that their boss has something hidden.
The tall missionary standing opposite Fisher opened his mouth and forgot his words for a moment. Originally, he wanted to scare the humans on the opposite side to death with a loud appearance, but finally told them in an understatement tone, today is the day of your death. , but now, his appearance was interrupted by an iron-headed baby, and the subordinates he originally called were also wiped out with one move. Now the opponent is standing opposite him in high spirits, with sharp eyes, like a The king, and behind him is a flaming golden light and shadow holding a sword, with a posture of looking down on the world.
"Who are you?" The missionary's first reaction was whether he was an old friend or acquaintance from the past. After all, he can survive, and it is normal for those old friends to have some tricks.
From a certain point of view, the missionary is really a hero in troubled times. He was born on the planet Ai Qiumin, the capital of the forerunners. The beautiful wife and the little girl have also suffered all kinds of hardships, and he has a good relationship with the ancient human general. If the protagonist of this book is the forerunner, the missionary must also be the number one male.
As a forerunner who has wrestled with ancient humans and is still the winner, the force value of the missionary is naturally not weak, but maybe it was too scary when Fisher turned around and showed his sword just now, so the missionary did not directly attack, but Going to test him out.
"Fisher Adams, you're just a nobody!" Fisher leaned on a big sword, looking like a master.
"Human? Impossible, your skill is considered a master among ancient humans, it is impossible to appear on degenerated humans! Tell your true identity! Otherwise, you will taste the wrath of the forerunners! "
"Uh, well, actually my name is Hu Tutu, I live in Building No. [-] of Duandou Garden, everyone also calls me Brother Yishentu!"
"You!" The missionary really believed it at first, but after seeing the playful eyes of the other party, he realized that the other party was lying to him!
"Okay, okay, we have plenty of time to talk about your identity slowly!"
The missionary straightened his body, two lightsabers appeared on both sides of his arms, and then more Prometheus knights appeared behind him.
Without any order to start the battle, the missionary, who was shaped like a cannonball, shot out at an outrageous speed. Two lightsabers crossed and slashed at Fisher like lightning.
Duang!
The blade of the Victory Sword collided with the opponent's lightsaber, and the two energies collided violently, producing a ring-shaped shock wave, which was then pushed around and ejected. circular crater.
Fisher fended off the opponent's lightsaber, then turned his body and swung the big sword, dexterously like a dancing butterfly, stabbing the missionary's chest with the blade of the scorching psionic flame, and when the missionary blocked, He drew back the blade again, and accurately tapped on the opponent's armor, drawing a scratch on it.
The missionary's lightsaber also tore a hole in Fisher's waist and abdomen. Vibrating gold armor is not invincible in all worlds. Fortunately, Fisher usually wears a nanometer except when going to bed. lining.
The two fought hundreds of moves in tens of seconds, and the legion that was beating the Prometheus knight couldn't guarantee that its processor could capture every frame of the two sides fighting.
After another fight, Fisher, who was outnumbered, released a flash of lightning with his backhand, forcing the missionary back.
"Hehe, good fighting skills. I take back what I said before. Even in the forerunner warrior class, you are one of the best masters. If the ancient humans had a character like you back then, I am afraid that the war would have continued for hundreds of years!"
"Really!" Fisher took a deep breath, looked at the more than a dozen cuts on his body, and held a sword flower with the sword of vowed victory.
"If the ancient humans had a role like me back then, I'm afraid the war would have ended in a different way, such as Ai Qiumin who was smashed into pieces?"
"Hmph! If there were people like you, then I would make the ancient humans completely extinct!"
"But your wife doesn't agree!"
"From a woman's point of view, she always thinks that the human beings she loves are special. When I captured Chakham, her heart would be broken, but human beings are pests in this universe, and they should follow those Like the goddamn pioneers, leave together!"
The more he talked, the more angry the missionary grabbed with his right hand, wanting to pull Fisher in front of him, let him feel what anger is, but Fisher also pushed out the force field, and the power of the two collided , There was a muffled thunder in the air.
The force field distorted the space, pulling out ripples in the space visible to the naked eye, and finally exploded again, forcing the two of them back.
The missionary wanted to attack again, but stopped suddenly, and then looked at the distant sky. Fischer shouted for a good opportunity, gathered his light spears, and prepared to stab the opponent with a salted fish, but the missionary retracted into the core without even looking. The light spear hit the core shell, blasting out a storm of psionic energy, smashing the surrounding Prometheus knights into pieces.
"You are very strong, human, but next time, there will be no chance!" Ignoring his subordinates, the missionary controlled the core and flew into the distance, leaving everything behind.
And Fisher just spit out a mouthful of blood, and then accumulated spiritual energy again, releasing a shining javelin, and wiped out all the remaining Prometheus knights.
"Damn it, I really can't beat the opponent if I don't use the big game!" Looking at the direction where the missionary left, Fisher spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva again, then his legs softened, and he sat down on the ground.
"Medical soldier!" Seeing Fisher do it, the legion hurried forward to hand over the nutrient solution, and then shouted medic.
"It's okay, I'm just internally injured, I'll take it easy, Legion, order the front line to shrink, the Star Alliance fleet is probably ready to operate!" Fisher finished a few orders, and then lay down on the stretcher with a relaxed expression, The medical soldiers carried him back to the barracks.
Happy New Year everyone!
(End of this chapter)