Volume 2 Hello, Xia Mi Chapter 167: Nibelung Hunt (VI)
The old man approached Garrincha with the posture of a thunder king. He walked neither fast nor slow, and each step was as heavy as a thousand pounds. It felt like a famous hero in a martial arts novel who finally used his unique skills and was calm when his opponent was destined to be dead.
Seeing that the bullets were useless, the South American hybrids jumped out one after another and planned to fight the old man in hand-to-hand combat. The first guy who rushed forward was Yan Ling, who was a shadow play. When he was about to approach the old man, he deliberately slowed down his pace. At this moment, the shadow under his feet drilled into the old man's shadow like a black snake. When he threw an uppercut, his shadow also made the same move and hit the old man's shadow.
The old man paused for a moment. The shadow's attack position could obviously cause damage to the same position on his body. But it didn't matter. Indra's strength was not only in attack power. The lightning also gave the old man the repulsive force to dissolve the impact, just like the kinetic energy that could forcibly defeat the bullet before. It was simply a layer of armor made of lightning.
He didn't plan to dodge at all. He walked straight forward, assumed a Muay Thai stance, raised one leg, and slightly bent his arms. After a moment of preparation, he threw a thunderous punch, accurately hitting the fist of the South American mixed-race guy. It was a head-on collision.
The South American hybrid twitched violently, like an epileptic patient who suddenly had an attack. Visible golden electric light moved along his skin, and in just a moment he suffered severe burns. His skin festered and turned black, and blood oozed out of the festering wound.
This is not the most terrifying thing. Inside his body, which is invisible to everyone, Indra has injected lightning into multiple organs. His heart was almost paralyzed when it was hit, and the trachea connected to the lungs was burned. Unless he is lying in the intensive care unit and perhaps he can still breathe, no matter how miraculous the doctor is, he cannot save him.
This is the Word Spirit Indra, whose destructive power to the flesh is extremely amazing. But it also has a fatal weakness. Even if it pulls the lightning from nature, it cannot attack from a distance like normal lightning. This is why the lightning has always been around the old man. He needs to use close contact to hit these extremely lethal lightning into the opponent's body within a few tenths of a second, so he is also a master of fighting skills.
All the mixed-bloods were intimidated by the killing power of this punch, even the mixed-bloods of the Arnolds family. Their impression of the old butler had always been that of a polite old gentleman. Even young girls standing in front of him would be convinced by his absolutely elegant charm and become good girls.
But now the old man has become the most silent killing god on the battlefield. After killing with one punch, he retracts his fists to his waist and exhales slightly. If it is described by Chinese martial arts, it would be like a mountain when still and like fire when attacking.
The South American hybrids looked at each other and pulled out their cold weapons, some were daggers, some were bayonets, and there was also a Japanese sword. Bullets and close combat could not break through Indra's defense, so they could only use these cold weapons. Their common feature was that they had a non-metallic grip. Even elementary school students knew that lightning could not be conducted to wood, and the grip was an insulator.
The old man hooked his finger at the thugs holding weapons. This provocation was extremely simple, but it would definitely work on this group of thugs. They would not allow an old guy with a white beard to ride on their heads and show off their power.
A South American hybrid bit the dagger in his mouth and rushed forward with a short knife in each hand, chanting the low dragon script in the form of humming. The air around him suddenly compressed, as if an invisible vacuum had sucked it all away. The short knife flipped into his palm, and he rushed straight to the old man's face. The blade swung through the lightning and caused an explosion. The instantaneous impact blew the old man away.
The Word Spirit, Yin Lei, is a Word Spirit that compresses the air to produce a bomb-like shock wave. Its power is almost equal to that of a super-miniature vacuum bomb, which is more than enough to deal with humans. Since it is triggered by the air, it is almost difficult to be perceived.
The air bomb effectively penetrated Indra's defense. Its impact was so stealthy and sudden that the old man only focused on his knife and did not notice the strange changes in the air around him. The clothes on the old man's chest were torn by the air bomb, revealing his solid chest muscles. It was hard to imagine that this handsome old man actually had a physique no less than that of a young man.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the South American thugs surrounded him from both sides. A blazing and dazzling white light rose on the left side of the old man. It was the Word Spirit Blazing Sun. If the old man did not close his eyes, he would be blinded by the extremely pure light. The thug on the right used the Word Spirit Yin Flow. Dozens of serrated blades pierced through his clothes and poured out, spinning at high speed around him. The pure wind element was manipulated by the Word Spirit and turned into a traceable line. Those serrated blades would fire from the most perfect position, sending the deadly blades into Indra's now defenseless chest.
The roar of the gun was the biggest problem in the design of the L96A1. Even with a simple silencer, the effect was minimal. Firing a gun was equivalent to exposing oneself. But this was nothing to Esther. She was well protected by the hybrids of the Arnolds family.
The silver mercury bullet penetrated the area of Blazing Sun, and wherever the bullet went, the light of Blazing Sun dissipated. Then the bullet also entered the range of Yin Flow. The bullet was not fired at people, but it seemed to carry some strange power. The wind elements disappeared, so he could no longer control the deadly sawtooth blades, and dozens of blades lost power and fell to the ground with a clang.
This gave the old man a chance to counterattack instantly. He opened his arms and clamped the Japanese sword that was stabbing at him. Indra's great strength casually slapped the man's arm, and instantly turned him into charcoal. The other guy was somewhat luckier, because the old man threw his partner's body over, and the remaining lightning paralyzed this guy for a moment, but at least he saved his life.
The muzzle of the gun swept over every enemy on the battlefield, and Esther's eyes were full of confidence. Once she entered the combat mode, this girl who was too beautiful and disabled and was always treated as a vase turned into a red rose on the battlefield. In this way, she told everyone that she was by no means a protected greenhouse flower, but a deadly trump card, specializing in near and far cooperation.
Clap, clap, clap, untimely applause rang out, and Garrincha clapped his hands and stood at the front of the crowd.
"Is this the first time we meet, Miss Arnolds?"
"It is indeed the first time, but I have heard of your name many times." Esther nodded, "In fact, I should not have participated in this dragon-slaying operation, but the family got the news that you were going to get involved, so they decided to let me go. When necessary, we will bring your head back together with the Dragon King's head."
The soft voice spoke with a hint of ferocity, as if in Esther's opinion, as long as she appeared on the scene, these two things would definitely succeed.
Britain was once the largest country in the world, known as the empire on which the sun never sets. The Arnolds family, once a British aristocrat, certainly participated in colonial activities in their early years, and the location was Guyana in South America. Later, Britain's national strength weakened after two world wars, and the colonies became independent one after another, forcing Britain to withdraw its troops. However, many British businessmen still stayed in the colonies and continued their business activities in other ways. At that time, the Arnolds family took this opportunity to leave Guyana and began to conduct business activities in various parts of South America, so that they later had to compete with local snakeheads in South America for business.
Garrincha had robbed the Arnolds' merchant ships several times and demanded huge ransoms, so much so that the merchant ships themselves became a losing business. The Arnolds family, whose headquarters was far away in Ireland, had no good way to deal with these South American local snakes. It was obviously unrealistic to travel across the ocean to carry out assassinations in other people's territory.
But this time, Garrincha came out of his old nest when the dragon was slain in Beijing, which gave the Arnolds family a good opportunity. In terms of background, the thugs and gangsters in South America have only been organized for a few decades, and are obviously not as good as the Arnolds family with a century-old history. The Arnolds family can control Garrincha's intelligence, but Garrincha knows very little about the Arnolds family.
The Arnolds family simply let their heir participate in this event. They are very confident that they can slay the dragon successfully. Esther's joining is more about killing Garrincha. Both parties came for the Dragon King, and it is hard to say whether they can avoid a collision. Besides, Garrincha is not a person who can be negotiated. In order to prevent him from interfering with the Arnolds family's dragon-slaying operation, eliminating him is undoubtedly the best choice.
"You can give it a try." Garrincha pointed to his head with a smile and stood in front of the old man. He knew very well that the core of the Arnolds family was Esther. As long as he could get in touch with her, this dragon-slaying team would be afraid to act rashly.
The Arnolds were not fools, and they protected Esther very well. However, Garrincha was confident that he could capture Esther among the guards of those people, just like he captured Xia Mi. But first he had to kill the holder of Indra, otherwise his men would have problems one by one. After this battle, there was still a dragon waiting for them, and they could not lose too much combat power. As for Esther's sniping, Garrincha was even less afraid. With the blessing of insight, he could know the trajectory and direction of the shooting in advance, so as to perfectly avoid the bullet.
Garrincha adopted an attacking stance. There was no trick to it, it was simply a mighty-looking boxing posture. He disdained to learn the fighting skills inherited from those so-called famous families. All his skills were honed in the fights in the South American jungles. Every time there was a gang conflict, he was the boss and was the first to rush into the enemy camp.
The mixed-bloods of the Arnolds family couldn't help but look down on Garrincha. Most of them were seeing this guy for the first time. Before setting off, a complete set of Garrincha's information was distributed to each of them.
Without any weapons, he dared to face Indra with a boxing posture? Didn't he just see how those men were killed by Indra with one blow?
Garrincha roared and led the charge. Indra put tremendous pressure on his side, and several people lost their combat effectiveness one after another. As the boss, he had to stand up and boost morale with a perfect victory.
His speed was not fast, he was just charging forward with great momentum. So the old man didn't plan to fight him at all, he stepped forward, this time using a kick, aiming at Garrincha's knee, because he knew that this guy had many keels in his body, and his toughness was terrifying.
With the power of insight, Garrincha could foresee the direction of the old man's attack, so he was not afraid of Indra, let alone the lightning. He had been struck by lightning once before, and he should have been burned to a crisp even if he didn't die on the spot. But when the brothers gathered around and tried to carry Garrincha onto a stretcher, he stood up, looked around at everyone unharmed, patted their shoulders and laughed.
As long as it is still a human body, it will conduct electricity, but Garrincha is already half inhuman. The dragon bones replaced in his body and his own bloodline make him not afraid of lightning. The Arnolds family can know his words, who he has killed, and how he fights, but how can they know such a secret that only happened by chance!
Garrincha used the same kicking technique at exactly the same angle as the old man. He just wanted to fight head-on and make these self-proclaimed nobles surrender to him!
Both sides put almost all their strength into this kick, and the old man was surprised to find that Indra's lightning did not penetrate Garrincha's body, but just moved around the surface muscles of his legs and then disappeared. This caused Garrincha to feel a twitching numbness, but the amplitude was not large, and he could endure it as long as he wanted to.
He roared, suppressing the slight discomfort in his body, clasped his hands together and used his height advantage to smash the old man's head. His advantage was his physical strength, which was far more terrifying than that of ordinary half-bloods and could be as tough as steel. Every attack was made with all his strength as if to hurt both sides.
The repulsive force of Indra's armor blocked Garrincha's fierce hammering. Every time he endured it, the lingering lightning would be reduced by one point. This was helpless. A powerful word spirit must mean a certain price. The price of Indra was that it would reach its strongest form the moment it was released, and then it would become weaker and weaker, and it could not continue to replenish.
The old man tried to resist with his arms for a few times, but then gave up, because Garrincha's blows became more and more fierce. The principle of "the first blow will weaken the second and the third will eventually become exhausted" did not seem to apply to Garrincha. He was the kind of thug who became more cruel as he got beaten more. Fighting only stimulated his bloodiness and made him attack more quickly and violently.
The old man changed his tactics and attacked Garrincha's chest with an elbow at an extremely fast speed. That's how Muay Thai is, every part of your body can be a weapon, especially with the physique of a mixed-race, your striking ability will be further enhanced.
Garrincha foresaw this move and chose to temporarily withdraw his attack to avoid it. Both of them then punched the opponent's face continuously, at almost the same speed. Every time he punched, Garrincha used his body to resist Indra's lightning, which made him feel like being hit by a stun gun every time he punched the old man. But the old man was obviously not feeling well either. Indra's power was gradually weakened in the constant collision. Once he lost Indra's protection, his normal hybrid body would not be able to withstand Garrincha's half-dragon style of attack.
If there were no interference from others, this would be a game of who would weaken first.
Esther's gun was firmly locked on Garrincha. The scope of her L96A1 was removed. As an ace sniper, ultra-long-range sniping was not Esther's strong point. She was better at rapid bursts of fire at medium and short distances. In most cases, she could use visual sniping to deliver a fatal shot, thanks to her better farsightedness than nearsightedness.
Garrincha made a mistake. If he and the old man fought quickly, the old man would move with his back to Esther, which would help Garrincha block Esther's best shooting window. But now Garrincha chose to fight with the old man in place, basically becoming a living target. He was confident that the Word Spirit could control Esther's sniping, and he would be able to get away before the bullet came.
