Chapter 767 Play a Game

"How could this happen?!"

Father Anderson became more and more frightened as he fought, and his previous confidence had long since disappeared.

The opponent seemed to be able to predict his movements in advance, and did not fight back. He just took a posture every time and waited quietly for him to hit him.

He felt like a prey caught in a spider web, and he could not escape no matter how hard he struggled.

This different pressure was completely different from the oppression that the monster Akado gave him.

He knew that when a person performs an action, he will mobilize many related muscles in the body, and people with rich combat experience can even judge whether the opponent's next attack is a punch or a kick, a left fist or a right fist by observing the slight height changes of the opponent's shoulders.

He suspected that the guy in front of him was "pre-reading" his movements in a similar way.

However, how could he have so much combat experience and such good eyesight at such a young age?

Father Anderson was very puzzled, but after taking a deep breath, he still changed his fighting style, forcibly controlling his shoulders and other muscles to ensure that every shot he made was sudden enough and would not be pre-read in advance.

However, to his surprise, the other party only raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and accurately blocked the gun sword in his hand again.

It was as if all his actions, including his thoughts, were seen through.

"Are you surprised? All your actions and reactions are completely seen through by me."

Abel suddenly smiled and said, which made Father Anderson's face darken.

"It's a bit boring, so let's play a game."

"In your opinion, I am using these eyes to predict your actions, right?"

"Then I will close my eyes next. As long as you can make me move half a step within one minute, or cause me even a little harm, I will let you escape for ten minutes. Well, including those waiting outside."

"If you lose, how about lending me your identity?"

"If you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent. Then. The game begins."

As soon as the voice fell, Abel really closed his eyes, and even lowered the weapon in his hand.

Father Anderson, who felt underestimated, was about to bite his teeth to pieces. He was as angry as a man-eating lion, and the two gun swords in his hands were almost swinging out phantoms.

He must make this kid pay the price!

Die, die, die, die!

Swish, swish, swish, swish

Every time he attacked, he aimed at the opponent's vital points, without considering anything else, and never thought about escaping.

But Abel seemed to have awakened his eyes. Even with his eyes closed, he easily dodged every attack of Father Anderson, and it looked so easy and carefree, without even moving a step.

Only when he really couldn't dodge, or didn't want to move his feet, would he casually stretch out his weapon to block, and every time it was so just right.

He could even count down under Father Anderson's torrential attack? !

"30 seconds have passed, you have 29 seconds left."

"Try hard, you'll almost be able to hit me, 15 seconds left."

"10, 9, 8, 7"

"What a pity, you're really useless even if I give you a chance."

Outside, three students of Father Anderson, Enrico Maxwell, who had previously mocked Acardo's master as a sow, and the female killer Heinkel Wolf with double guns, and the bespectacled nun Takagi Yumie holding a samurai sword were all watching the battle nervously through the factory window.

They had never thought that someone as powerful as Father Anderson would not be able to touch the corner of a person's clothes one day under a full-strength attack.

"I think Father Anderson needs us." Heinkel Wolf said first.

Because Father Anderson was wearing a communication device, they heard all the previous conversations between the two sides.

"I agree." Takagi Yumie drew out the samurai sword and nodded.

Then the two girls looked at Enrico Maxwell.

However, Enrico Maxwell was very hesitant at this time. His intuition told him that even Father Anderson was not his enemy. He should not take risks and should evacuate immediately, and then think of a way to deal with him.

And just when he was hesitating, the countdown inside had ended, and then there was a loud bang.

A figure smashed the wall and fell heavily not far in front of them.

Looking closely, it was Father Anderson who they were going to help!

"Father Anderson"

"Don't come over!"

Father Anderson, who was struggling to get up from the ground while spitting blood, immediately stretched out an arm to stop them.

"The enemy in front of you is much higher than you. The next battle is not something you can intervene in. Leave here immediately and return to the Vatican immediately!"

Enrico Maxwell and the other two were stunned at the same time. It was the first time they saw their teacher so nervous, serious, and crazy.

"Is this the extent of the trump card of the Thirteenth Department of the Vatican's betrayers? To be honest, I am very disappointed."

"Wait until I die before you say such things again!"

Father Anderson chose to charge again. He did not believe that the other party was invincible. The ability to predict his actions must have flaws, but he had never been able to find them.

Such a dangerous guy must not be left alone.

Even if he had to sacrifice his own life, he had to find out the enemy's weakness!

But this time, he didn't notice that the samurai sword in the opponent's hand had been stained with black.

"Two-sword style·Vajra Yasha!"

Swish!

Poof.

The two figures crossed each other in an instant.

Then a large amount of blood was sprayed in front of Father Anderson, his entire right arm had disappeared, and only the handle of the gun sword in his left hand remained.

Just a little bit, he was split in half diagonally.

It was the strength of his body that could withstand bullets after the transformation that saved his life and allowed him to avoid such an ending.

But it seemed to make no difference.

After suffering such a serious injury, the enemy was still watching him covetously, and there was almost only one way left, waiting to die.

Poof.

Father Anderson fell to the ground powerlessly, and a large amount of blood flowed out.

The three people who had not had time to escape were all stunned.

This is already a complete crushing in terms of strength!

Who is this guy?

Is he a monster?

What should we do?

Run away?

Or rush up to fight him and rescue Father Anderson?

Before they could figure it out, Heinkel Wolf could not bear such a huge pressure. He screamed and frantically pulled the trigger at Abel with two guns in his hands.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang

"Go to hell, die, die, die, die. Please, just die!"