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The situation seemed to be under control to the group of Nen users. Green glanced at a companion who was approaching and asked.
"died…"
The latter said in a deep voice.
The person the two were referring to was the first person who attacked Long and was knocked to the ground... Although he avoided Long's follow-up kick and gasped for a moment, he still lost his life.
Just a direct contact, and he died...
Two of the eighteen people died and one was seriously injured!
This has exceeded their expectations. They thought... sacrificing a life was the limit of what Long could do!
They are not some weaklings...
"how long?"
Green looked at Uka and the changing ball of thread in her hand again.
"It's quite slow...at least ten minutes."
"Once the curse is established, it will be easy to kill him..." Uka said confidently.
At this time, the psychic who had been binding Long's hands and feet died completely, and his body slipped to the ground.
"careful!"
The Nen user who was holding Oboro's shoulders with his hands and maintaining a grappling posture suddenly narrowed his pupils and let out a light shout. He was the first person who could sense the slight changes in Oboro's body and muscles!
With a click, Long's shoulders were removed.
This person didn't expect that despite being injured, Ou would also fight back with such ferocity!
Don’t you really want to live anymore?
The man who was stepping on Long's back jumped away alertly with the "syringe". He was not a close combat Nen user, so he avoided the danger first!
Long, who was squatting, suddenly stood up at an astonishing speed. He twisted his waist, swung his backhand, and hit the cheek of the man who was capturing him. In a trance, half of the man's face was gone... He fell straight down.
The look in his eyes was in disbelief!
Then, Long stretched out his big hand and grabbed Wuka.
His intuition told him that this woman's ability was very tricky!
With a bang, a baseball bat hit the back of Long's hand, causing Long's hand bones to crack...
It's Green!
The young man stared at Long with his eyes fixed on him, veins popping out on his forehead. He swung the baseball and hit Long's temple with lightning speed!
Another one was killed!
Green is furious...
"go to hell…"
Since Long wanted to die, he would help him.
At the same time, the other people in front of him also took action together!
"Half of my telekinesis has been drained away..." Long lowered his eyebrows, looked at the torn back of his hand, and suddenly smiled, "You didn't keep your eyes on me... This is very unprofessional."
He was talking to Green.
Yes, at least in the eyes of others, the situation just now... Long was almost no longer a threat.
Now one of his arms has been removed, he is injured, and half of his telekinesis is gone... Why?
Why does this man still fight with them?
I couldn't win in the beginning, and it's even more impossible now!
"It's not just you who's slacking off, it's all of you..."
"I intentionally attracted you all to come here and gather you together..."
With Long's whispers and the inexplicable smile on his face, his mental power suddenly burned like a flame.
In an instant, a spirit-like shadow appeared on his body. It was a monster carrying a little boy. It had a mighty body, thick hair, and horns.
The heroes chosen by Long are the Snow Twins Nunu and Willump!
The monster roared, and a terrifying blizzard suddenly blew up with Long as the center, and it was freezing cold.
The wind and snow were mixed with ice blades.
The wind curtain was so violent that it made it difficult for the dozen or so people within the range to move... All they saw before them was a vast expanse of white, and they were unable to escape the hurricane's constraints.
This is... the rule of the game, the slowing effect of the skill!
Long released the hero's ultimate move, Absolute Zero!
A snowy area was formed!
While the skill is being guided, Oboro will gain a layer of shield, so... the attacks from the nearby Greens did not stop and all of them hit him, but were offset by a thick layer of scabby ice shield.
In the snowstorm...Long looked at the boy in front of him with a dull expression, his clothes fluttering, and his face covered with white frost, and said calmly: "If you regard yourself as a hunter, then as long as the target is not dead, the hunt will not end...Everything is possible. A competent hunter will kill all possibilities in the cradle. You are not qualified in this regard."
With that, the skill guidance ends.
boom!
At this moment, countless sharp gusts of wind and ice knives cut indiscriminately and exploded with a loud bang in the area!
Dozens of tattered figures, like tattered rag dolls, were swept away by the wind...
It's quiet...
The ground is covered with ice crystals and drifting snowflakes...
A stream of hot white breath blew out of Long's mouth, and he moved around and reattached the shoulder that had been removed.
"This ultimate move... is quite cool..."
He expressed his sincere admiration from a player's perspective, saying that the visuals and effects were both amazing.
It's no wonder that he spent a lot of time and effort in constructing heroes in the "game world".
In the current game, heroes have the slowest creation progress and are the most laborious compared to other categories.
Up to now, he has only created more than twenty heroes.
Chapter 46 Welcome home
Among the heroes created by Long so far, in addition to Nunu and Willump, there are also Yi the Master Swordsman and Kassadin the Voidwalker.
He originally wanted to choose Juggernaut or Kassadin.
But soon gave up.
The reason why I didn't choose... is because there are variables.
The Juggernaut's highland bloodline and Kassadin's void walking can give him super speed and the ability to appear and disappear at will, but the opponent has too many people... It is not very practical when the mind abilities of these people are unknown.
Because the two heroes, Blademaster and Kassadin, are very afraid of being "bound"... If the number of enemies cannot be reduced by more than half in a short period of time, the balance will tilt... Long does not like to take risks.
He likes fighting and enjoys fighting. He pursues and desires self-growth... He is not like Hisoka, who craves for excitement.
He is afraid of death...
So, he won't put himself in danger.
He needed to, once and for all...end the fight quickly.
Therefore, after weighing all the options, the best hero he could choose is... the Snow Twins.
"Nian... there aren't many left..."
Long murmured.
The injury was not serious... He was intentionally guiding the direction of the battle, and avoided several fatal injuries. The abdomen was the most serious, but no internal organs were damaged.
Let the battle continue...it's hard to say.
If the 'beast' next to the Ten Old Man Brown was still there, and the number of Nen users increased to about 30, Oboro would never face them head-on! There are many ways to fight... Using the terrain and environment to defeat them one by one is the best solution.
Maybe the hero you choose is different...
He would only give it a try if there were only a dozen people.
He is confident in himself!
But he didn't think that he could defeat an entire Brown, an armed team of Psychic users, in a head-on fight.
Different situations require different solutions, so you need to be flexible and adaptable.
In the square, a group of people were scattered everywhere, some were dead... some were still breathing...
Long walked to a corpse and looked down.
The lower body of this woman named Uka had been torn apart beyond recognition, but there was frost on the wounds that was melting little by little, and there was no bleeding... Her ball of yarn had disappeared.
This woman is not a manifestation type, she is a special type...
Once the ball of wool was knitted into a little man, Long had a premonition...something was going to happen to him!
He walked to Green again. The boy's chest was rising and falling slightly... His face had been scraped and even his eyeballs were shattered...
"Still conscious?"
Long raised his eyebrows.
It’s a pity…
For a teenager of this age, this level of performance is already quite impressive.
If he wasn't an enemy, maybe Long would give him some pointers.
As his voice gradually fell, Green's energy stopped.
Long killed several survivors one by one... and finally came to the person with the least injuries at the scene.
It is said to be light...only relative to death.