Chapter 319 Resistance is futile, why not give up resistance
Without a doubt, the three of them took action immediately.
The swordsman drew his sword and charged towards Mo Cheng, the assassin disappeared immediately, but Walkley stood still behind, observing and waiting.
Observing the situation and waiting for Mo Cheng to reveal a flaw.
Once he finds the flaw, Walkley will drag Mo Cheng into the [torture chamber] and give him a fatal blow.
In a life-and-death battle, even a hundredth of a second of pause is enough for the enemy to pierce your heart.
The sword blade created wind pressure, and strong pressure was exerted on the atmosphere. The air was cut, making a "humming" sound. In an instant, the acceleration of the sword blade was increased to a terrifying level, and it chopped directly towards Mo Cheng's head.
The sword carried the power of wind and thunder, and chopped down towards Mo Cheng fiercely.
No matter whether it is rock or steel, even a heavy city gate, he can split it in half with one blow.
The silver-masked swordsman has such confidence. It is with this talent and power that he has gained his current wealth and status.
He also firmly believed that he could gain more wealth and higher status with the sword in his hand.
but……
What he hit was not rock, not steel, and certainly not a heavy city gate.
The swordsman only felt that the sword blade hit something, and then a terrifying recoil force was transmitted along the sword body. The greater the force he used, the greater the reaction force he would suffer.
Taking advantage of the recoil force, the swordsman immediately retreated, forcing his hands, which were already trembling from the recoil, to tightly grasp the hilt of the sword.
What was that just now?
There was no movement seen from the enemy in priest robes, no casting gestures, no secret spells. It was as if a wall suddenly appeared in the air , an absolutely indestructible wall.
If the other person acts strangely, keep your distance first.
After realizing that Mo Cheng was no weakling, the swordsman quickly changed his strategy against the enemy, from his original plan to directly chop the opponent in half to joining forces with his teammates.
With three [Hero] levels, three against one, we will definitely win no matter what.
Looking at the swordsman who flew back dozens of meters in one breath after slashing his energy dragon scales, Mo Cheng still did not move. He blinked and said, "That was the power of shock just now. As a combat professional, the advanced power is shock. If you want to attack me, shouldn't you get close to me and fight me in close combat?"
When not transforming into a dragonman, Mo Cheng still has the armor provided by LV3 [Dragon Bloodline], but the dragon scales are transformed into energy so that no one can detect it.
Just now, when he stretched out the energy dragon scales to block the swordsman's attack, he also discovered the opponent's ability.
Concussion, an ability that almost ignores any external protective gear, can shake the person inside the heavy armor into a meat paste, and even create coordinated vibrations through slashing, causing objects to shatter on their own.
"Or are you deliberately keeping your distance because you're afraid of me?"
The swordsman said nothing. His trembling hands seemed to be in piercing pain. At least three of his fingers were broken, which weakened his grip on the hilt.
The enemy in front of him, dressed in priest robes, actually gave him a feeling of being unfathomable.
Mo Cheng looked at the swordsman's tense appearance and smiled slightly, "Fighting requires distance only if you are at the same level. You and I are no longer in the same dimension, so distance is meaningless."
"Look." Mo Cheng turned his head to avoid the dagger that was stabbing at his temple from behind, "Your companion is much smarter than you. He didn't consider the distance issue..."
After dodging the first dagger, the assassin had another dagger in his hand that was aimed at his back. Before the dagger could penetrate his back, it was grabbed by a hand and stopped. "… because your strength is not enough to consider such a problem."
As soon as he touched the blade, Mo Cheng sensed the assassin's ability, "Piercing? It's really a specially targeted combination."
Penetration, the power will directly ignore the armor on the body, and even the natural armor of other races to cause damage. If the damage formula of other people is self-damage-enemy armor=damage caused, then penetration is to discount the enemy's armor.
The penetration is combined with a high-burst profession like the assassin, and even heavy armor-type professions may not be able to withstand his burst.
The assassin's dagger was grasped, but he immediately let go and kicked out his legs in the air, hitting the hilt of the dagger hard, trying to use the sudden impact force to stab the dagger into Mo Cheng's back.
But soon, the assassin understood why his companion retreated violently after striking with the sword, because he suffered the same treatment.
The powerful recoil force directly broke the assassin's legs into comminuted fractures.
He couldn't even scream out in pain, because before that, Mo Cheng had already thrown the dagger in his hand and shot the assassin's head directly.
puff!
It was like a balloon filled with water was punctured, and red and white liquids spilled all over the ground. The warm liquid spilled on the ice surface, constantly emitting wisps of heat, and was eventually swallowed up by the cold.
The freezing power froze the corpse, then cracked it into countless ice crystals that scattered on the ice surface .
Before the swordsman had time to feel sad about the death of his companion, his pupils suddenly contracted and he found that Mo Cheng had already arrived in front of him.
"Resistance is futile. Why don't you give up resistance and let me give you a quick death?"
Those who are able to advance to the [Hero] level will not give up resistance just because of a few words from the enemy during a battle, let alone give up resistance and wait for death.
He is a swordsman, yes, but he is not a water swordsman.
The sword blade is forced to vibrate rapidly, and when its ability is fully activated, the vibrating particles heat the sword body, allowing objects to automatically peel off at the particle and molecular levels, thus achieving the effect of cutting through iron like mud.
Even if Mo Cheng took this sword head-on, he would still be injured.
Mo Cheng didn't want to get hurt, so before the sword reached his body, he opened his right palm and aimed it at the blade, or rather, at the swordsman's entire body.
"God said, stop the shaking."
Instantly, the light filled everyone's vision, the pure light illuminated the night sky, and the swordsman felt as if his blade had pierced into glue.
The force of the vibration became weaker and weaker, and the blade became slower and slower. When it finally reached Mo Cheng's palm, only a metal fragment less than the size of a thumb remained. Using the force of the vibration with all his strength would inevitably make the blade in his hand the sacrifice of the strongest attack.
At the same time, the swordsman's breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature all stopped, which meant he was still alive.
[Stop vibration], not only stops the vibration of the sword , but also stops the movement of all the molecules and atoms in the swordsman's body.
They were forcibly fixed and unable to move. Although it was only a moment of less than one thousandth of a second, the consequence was that the swordsman's molecular condensate could no longer be maintained and was directly scattered into endless fragments, drifting to unknown places.
