A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

S...S Country One!

Seeing this scene, Peter, who was hiding in the dark, felt the depression in his chest dissipated, and he waved his fist excitedly.

That's how it should be!

Kill these inhuman bastards!

Let them also taste the feeling of life being taken away by others!

...

Fanatics are in complete disarray!

They are just a group of psychopaths who pursue immortality, not well-trained predators. Although they are superior in front of ordinary people, they are inevitable when faced with Matt's almost crushing brutal massacre. There was a feeling of fear, and morale fell to the extreme for a while!

"Don't be afraid, everyone, he is only one person!"

"Use a magic whip to tie him up!"

Following a person's reminder, all the fanatics reacted, and their hands lit up with orange magic light.

呲啦啦~

As the orange-yellow magic energy danced, those mages threw out magic chains, intertwined and intertwined in the air, forming an overwhelming net that fell down!

"Oops!"

Matt frowned, and the situation turned against him!

Originally, he thought that with the killing just now, he could effectively deter this group of mages who were not strong in psychological quality, but he didn't expect that someone inside would wake up so quickly and use binding magic to deal with him instead!

Peter, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene, his heart rose in his throat, and he subconsciously wanted to rush out.But the movement of getting up has not been completed, and the reason behind him has the upper hand, forcing him to stay where he is.

"No...no way!"

Peter recalled Matt's instructions. Without his signal gestures, he must not go out rashly. He had to suppress his impulse and continue to hide in the dark to observe.

On the battlefield, Matt shuttled through the gaps of the magic whip vigorously.

If you use one sentence to describe the effect of the magic whip, it is: useful, but not very useful.

Although the doubled number of magic whips effectively restricted his movement space, but unfortunately the release speed and aim were too chaotic, so it still couldn't stop his killing pace!

Comparing the two sides, the gap is immediately apparent!

The level of these fanatics is quite limited, and the most lethal spell in their hands is the blade of space, which is a weapon that compresses space into a blade shape. Since it is essentially a broken space, its sharpness and lethality are extremely high. big.

But the problem is...

Space Blade is melee magic!

All the fanatic mages present have seen how terrifying Matt's close combat is.

The swaying steel rod, the fierce wind that burst out when it passed through the air, and the terrifying power that would break bones and bones if it was touched by a slight brush, all made these mages feel headaches!

How to do?

I can't hit melee and melee, and I can't hit long-range and long-range.

At this moment, the fanatics felt powerless from the bottom of their hearts, how annoying it is to face a warrior with sharp moves and explosive damage!

bang bang bang...

The shadow of the stick swept out an afterimage, knocking several fanatics into the air.

Matt looked around, watching the fanatics preparing to unleash their magic, and approaching the children in the center.

"Quick, stop him!"

"He wants to destroy the sacrificial ceremony!"

The rest of the fanatics saw Matt's dagger and pointed their swords at the children who were used as sacrifices. Their faces were instantly stained with a touch of extreme fanaticism, and they rushed forward regardless of life and death!

"Fack, a bunch of lunatics!"

Matt's face changed slightly, and he cursed secretly in his heart.

The morale of this group of people was obviously low a second ago, but when they saw that he was going to destroy the sacrifice ceremony, they immediately seemed to be different people, as if they had turned into members of al-Qaeda, rushing forward with fanaticism to stop him!

"Blade of Space!"

"Wind of Vatum!"

"The Crimson Gaze!"

"Magic Whip!"

All of a sudden, amidst the surge of red and orange energies, all kinds of magic bloomed in the hands of fanatics!

Faced with the fearless impact of the fanatics, Matt barely escaped dozens of fatal attacks by virtue of his agility.

"Don't even think about destroying our eternal life ceremony!!!"

A fanatic with a face full of excitement rushed forward as if he had been on a stimulant.

"court death!"

Matt's eyes were fixed, his legs were slightly bent, his hind legs suddenly exerted force, the ground shattered like a spider's web, and he held the steel rod with both hands and slashed down!

The steel rod smashed down vigorously, and the man's head exploded like a watermelon, and milky white sticky matter mixed with blood sprayed out.

Before he could catch his breath, another seven or eight fanatics rushed forward.

Matt turned the long stick with both hands, creating an afterimage around his body, blocking everyone outside.

Huhuhu~

The dense stick wind and afterimages can't even splash water, let alone a person.

After the number of deaths rose exponentially, the brains of the fanatics suddenly calmed down, and they found that the idea of ​​killing Matt with human life seemed unlikely to come true!

Even though the Quincy lineage has not been fully awakened, Matt's physical strength and recovery speed are much stronger than ordinary superheroes because of the looting spirit, one of the basic abilities. This sentence!

In other words.

As long as it is not a fatal injury or a serious injury, the person who is consumed first can only be a fanatic, not Matt.

The killing continues.

The zealots did not back down, attacking like madmen, but they still couldn't stop Matt's progress!

Seeing that the sacrificial ceremony was getting closer and closer, Matt seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and he swung the stick faster in his hand. The god of broken tendons and bones was accompanied by splattered blood, and the crowd of fanatics was like wheat Fall down in pieces!

ten meters...

Five meters...

Three meters...

one meter......

Matt was bathed in blood, and behind him were the fallen corpses of the fanatics. He was like a sharp awl, punching through the defensive walls of the fanatics all by himself!

"Strange...monster!"

"He is not human!"

The zealots were terrified and uttered cries of fear.

Just as Matt was about to step into the sacrificial ceremony with a steel rod in his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a sharp tearing pain in his abdomen.

laugh......

Matt lowered his head in disbelief and saw a transparent blade slowly piercing his abdomen.

"We meet again..."

A familiar voice came from behind, and Matt turned his head stiffly, and saw a pair of deep black pupils with cracked eye sockets.

It is the leader of the fanatics - Casillas!

"puff!"

Matt spat out a mouthful of blood, his body shook a few times, and he almost fell to the ground.

"madness!"

Casillas wiped the blood on the space blade, with a mocking sneer on his face: "I spared your life last time, I didn't expect you to dare to come back?"