5-Budding-Killing Heart

Chapter 5 - Bud - Killing Heart

Mo Fan didn't wait for a group of knights to wake up from the shock, and then Hua Lawrence**, and then stepped on his feet fiercely in mid-air like a horse and swallow, and the sharp offensive of the storm naturally followed.

Mo Fan did not stop. A few crisp and consecutive kicks hit the back of Lawrence, who fell rapidly. ** The guy who was dying after suffering a heavy blow suddenly couldn't help spraying dozens of taels of blood and fell to the ground fiercely, smashing a huge human-shaped pit on the extremely strong bluestone ground.

"Bum..." Lawrence, who fell into the pit, struggled, but before he could get up, Mo Fan, who stepped on his back, once again repaired his seriously injured ** again.

"Ah..." His weakness ** suffered several times by Mo Fan's series of heavy losses, excessive physical strength loss, and Lawrence, who was almost in a coma, spit out a mouthful of blood. At this time, he knew that he had completely fallen today.

Lawrence, who is already desperate, can't figure out who is the person in front of him who can only find out his weakness at the first time after meeting him. Will the strange man in front of us who frequently uses three promiscuous means and kill decisively and viciously be a member of the undead clan?

"Dead! No, I can't admit defeat even if I die?" Thinking of the evil deeds of the undead, under the guidance of the Holy See since childhood, Lawrence, who was extremely hostile to this evil race, clenched his fists, and his high fighting spirit suddenly rekindled.

Lawrense, who was struggling on the ground, raised his head with difficulty and shouted at the onlookers as if he were dying before the light: "Holy Light!"

"Holy Light!" Hearing the captain's shout, the knights who had been besieging the masses suddenly woke up and locked their eyes on the first-order Dharma knight Bilsaco, who had always been the most unpopular in this knight team. That is, when he saw the tragic scene of the white robe sacrifice, he was scared to faint.

"Yes, yes..." For the first time, Bill Sac, who was so valued by his teammates, nervous, hurriedly put his hands together, closed his eyes, and said devoutly, "My god Belensack, please give me the power to save... Holy Light!"

With the end of the spell, a big round ball shining with dazzling white light appeared in the sweaty hands of Bill Saco, and with his constantly waved hands, slowly flew towards Lawrence, who was seriously injured and lying on the ground doing the last dying struggle.

"Nima!" When the white photosphere appeared in Bill Sak's hand, Mofan, who had just been arrogant, suddenly became depressed: "Won! There is really a holy light! Then how can I live? This TM is not playing games, so don't cheat like this!!!"

No wonder who made Mo Fan, an amateur game maniac, preconceived that Lawrence's holy light would only appear in some role-playing games. Who would have thought that this strange world would really have such a perverted skill!

When he saw the 'miracle' of Holy Light with his own eyes, Mo Fan was extremely depressed and entangled. All right! Since the holy light has appeared gorgeously, will the unlucky boy in front of him still appear at the peak of his blood-filled resurrection because of his unique belief?

"Nima! What is this TM? Is my current situation really so similar to BOSS? In the face of such a bloody picture, Mo Fan frowned, smiled bitterly, and couldn't help complaining about this sentence. If only there was Brother Chun in this world. For the sake of her fellow villagers, she would at least protect herself!

"If it hadn't been for those white-robed sacrifices who were conscienceless and wanted to kill me and deserved to be punished by God, I would have wasted so much precious time! Alas..." Mo Fan sighed and looked at Lawrence, who was beaten like a dead dog and lay on the ground with the final struggle.

"I don't have time to play with you. Take your time to heal your wounds!" Mo Fan, who felt almost done, shook his head helplessly, and then walked to the west of the square as if nothing had happened, trying to leave this strange place, and then learn more about this different new world from other places.

However, Mo Fan suddenly stopped the attack, which attracted the attention of the knight captain Lawrence and made him come to such a conclusion. The unknown and sinister 'pervert' in front of him has put the target of the attack on the first-order Fashu Bill Saco.

Determined Mofan's 'intention', Lawrence secretly said "not good" and struggled to jump up from the ground. The guy who gasped heavily stood in front of Mofan with the support of the broad sword, trying to buy time for Bill Sarko.

"I don't want to kill you or your companion. Don't want to stop me." Seeing that Lawrence, the wounded knight captain, struggled to block his way, Mo Fan, who frowned, did not attack him immediately or stop, but quickly spared him.

"I want to get out of here unless I step on my body." For the kindness thrown by Mo Fan, Lawrence, the captain of the Golden Armor Knight, still stood on the opposite side of Mo Fan and stubbornly blocked his way again.

Once again, Mo Fanke was blocked by Lawrence. He had no good temper. After stopping, he said coldly with no expression on his face, "I repeat it again. Get out of here immediately!"

"I also reiterate it. If you want to get out of here, you must step over my body. Even if he knew his strength, he could not defeat Mo Fan in any case, but Lawrence still stood in front of him without fear, just for the knight's dignity.

At the last moment of the dialogue between the two, the holy light brewed by the first-order Dashier Bill Saco finally successfully hit Lawrence under his difficult drive.

"My god Berensack, your faithful believers thank you for your blessing." A dazzling white beam of light appeared, and Lawrenceton, who was illuminated by the holy light, was like beating chicken blood. The hormones on the glands soared, and the spirit suddenly shocked, in sharp contrast to the previous depression.

"Let's start fighting!" Raising the broad sword with both hands again, Lawrence waved the broad sword in his hand and split it towards Mo Fan's head.

"What's the need! What's the pain!" Mo Fan, who did not change his face, took a step back and easily avoided the heavy blow oncoming. It's just that Lawrence's next sentence, which was obsessed, completely angered Mo Fan.

"For the dignity of the knight and to maintain the highest honor of the church, I must kill you or be killed by you." Speaking righteously and solemnly, Lawrence took another step forward, and the lively broad sword in his hand was even more murderous, forcing Mo Fan to a dead end.

"Huh...the dignity of the knight? The dignity of the church? I should die for these unnecessary things in your mouth, right?" Mo Fan, who seemed to hear a joke, snorted coldly, but there was some scarlet blood in his calm eyes, and the breath of killing quietly brewed.

Originally, Mo Fan's original intention was that he just wanted to kill those conscienceless people and ran away immediately after sacrificing the white robes that burned him alive. Because in his opinion, these damned guys died in the right place and everyone was killed.

However, Mo Fan never thought that because of those scum who deserved God's punishment, he would be regarded as a boss by this group of S13 knights for no reason. He was not only visited by them for free, but also surrounded and killed his equipment several times by them.

This pile, one by one, has long made Mo Fan feel extremely bad. But even so, he did not lose his mind, but severely injured Lawrence, who was blocking the way, and did not kill him completely.

Because Mo Fan once stubbornly believed that life was worthy of respect and protection. These guys in front of us are all human beings! A living life! If it hadn't been for being forced to be helpless, Mo Fan would never have killed those white robe sacrifices who were dedicated to death.

If Lawrence only wants to avenge the sacrifices, Mo Fan can also understand his feelings and may show mercy when he engages with him.

But now, Lawrence is not revenge for the sacrifices, but foolishly believes that some magic sticks are used to cover people's hearts, and fights with himself to the end. At this moment, Mo Fan was angry and really felt sad for him, but also no longer showed mercy.

In the face of Lawrence's lifeless play, Mo Fan did not keep his hand and fought closely with him with the close advantage of Bajiquan. For a while, the two of them fought equally. However, when the bright-eyed man saw it, Mo Fan, who was bare-handed, still had the upper hand.

Although Lawrence held a broad sword in both hands and hit Mo Fan very steadily at every blow, he was swiftly avoided by Mo Fan and was hit by him and frequently hit hard.

Although Lawrence will not be fatal in a short time, there is no possibility to kill Mo Fan. On the contrary, the longer the struggle between the two is delayed, the more beneficial it will be for Mo Fan.

The reason is very simple. How can a giant who is bruised all over his body, empty all his energy by the wound, and almost crumbling? Even if this person is a dwarf, he can't be defeated by the sick man.

The two fought hundreds of moves. Mo Fan, who was slightly better, seized the opportunity to shoot down the broad sword that was about to attack his critical point again, and decisively punched Lawrence's left soft side. His fist accurately hit the golden armor on his left soft side and made a loud "bang" sound.

Lawrance, who was hit by Mo Fan's weak ribs, only felt a tingling pain. He held a wide sword with unstable hands in his hands, and then was kicked away by Mo Fan's follow-up. Then the iron fist waved by Mo Fan, accompanied by the crackling sound of beans, covered Lawrence, who had lost his weapon and basic defense.

At this moment, it is only futile for the first-order Dharma knight with red eyes and Bill Sako to work hard to launch the Holy Light. After all, the Holy Light is not omnipotent. Lawrence, who has been attacked like a storm, broke through his heart and broken his internal organs, can't survive. If it hadn't been for the guidance of the Holy Light, he would have been a dead man at this moment.

Long after losing his broad sword, Lawrence, the captain of the Golden Armor Knight, who was about to step on the strength of the second-order swordsman, knew that he had lost. His futile and tragic expression was that it was not that the National Army did not work hard, but that XX was too cunning. And in the final analysis, it all comes because the 'monster' in front of him is too dark, naked and can't see clearly.

Because of Mofan's amazing iron fists, which are different from ordinary fighting, and strange and strange moves with great lethality, Lawrence, who killed all his life, has never been seen and heard of.

Although it was only the first time to have a match with Mo Fan, Lawrence was very clear that the origin in front of him was unknown, but the real strength of the guy who was definitely not the 'dead' was by no means more than that.

If both sides really want to work, their knights will definitely deliver food. Therefore, before his death, Lawrence must find a way to avoid his brothers from making unnecessary sacrifices, at least to save their lives and report the news to the 'Holy Court' of the Bourbon Empire Church waiting for the Holy Lord to deal with.