Genius Doctor Bermoth
Chapter 601 I Must Be Serious!
Nycta immediately rushed over and held Vincent with her back leaning against the stone wall, saying anxiously and fearfully: "Vincent! You're not what?"
"Don't worry, I'm fine, I won't die!" Vincent forced a smile.
"good if it's okay... Vincent, you can't beat Brother Kratos. We bow our heads or hand over the Emperor Order, otherwise, if you continue to fight Brother Kratos, based on his attitude, he will kill you!" nycta said full of emotions.
He could no longer see hope.
Three on one! This is completely useless!
“Do you want to give up before the fight is over? No matter what, have to finish the fight first.” Vincent smiled.
why are you so stubborn?" Nycta gasps, staring at Vincent in disbelief.
"Nycta, you go first!"
Vincent did not explain, he pushed Nycta away and looked at Kratos there.
“Who told you to attack?” Kratos looked at Ventley and Psyko coldly.
"Senior, we..."
"Go!"
Kratos says quietly, then rushes to Vincent again.
The ferocious chakra once again emerged from Vincent's body.
Vincent raised his hand straight.
the wusss...
A shiny silver needle flew towards Kratos like a meteor.
Kratos brandished his long sword, the sword chakra emanated from the sword.
Ding Ding's...
There was a loud voice.
The silver needles were all cut.
“Wind Cutter!” Kratos twisted his body quickly, his sword opening and closing like a scythe, slashing towards Vincent.
Vincent took the arum with his finger and hit it hard.
Pangg !
There was a loud sound, Vincent took a few steps back, but he was not yet stable, Kratos was out of sight, behind him, a sword was slashed into his neck.
Vincent hurriedly turned around and stabbed him.
ding!
The sharp silver needle actually hit the long sword blade, coincidentally stuck.
Kratos muttered and danced wildly with the sword.
For a moment, the sword shadow became numerous, the sword shadow felt heavy, as if the sword had turned into a huge mouth, enveloping Vincent.
Not to be outdone, Vincent danced wildly with silver needles.
The two sides struck each other with one needle and one sword like firecrackers, with a dry voice heard one after another.
The two people alternately attacked each other, only their body shadows, did not stop, the people around could barely see their figures.
Seeing this scene, Ventley and Psyko finally knew how far they were with Emperor.
And the strength displayed by Emperor Bermoth also opened the eyes of these people.
No wonder this person dared to say such a thing.
The two people were stagnant, it seemed like his strength was balanced.
Kratos snorted coldly, his eyes showing impatience.
Obviously, the impasse with Vincent made him very unhappy.
But now it is stagnant in this war.
This was a huge humiliation for him!
Thinking of this, Kratos fought and attacked crazily, no longer holding back any strength!
klang! klang! klang! klangs...
Sparks of fire exploded between the two people.
It can be seen that Vincent's body is full of sword shadows, while Kratos' body is full of slender and bright lines.
However, although Kratos' attack was fierce, he could not break Vincent's defence.
Vincent's defense is almost the same as steel plates.
Kratos became even more crazed as he fought, he became harder while fighting, his mentality became more and more savage, his eyes gradually becoming blood red.
"Hiten Mitsurugi!"
Kratos let out a loud roar, his sword slamming forward like a ferocious beast attacking swiftly.
Vincent dodged the side flexibly, the eerie sword was like a piercing tofu, making several deep holes in the stone wall behind Vincent. The sword chakra on the sword even tore and made scratches around the hole.
Kratos waved his slashing hand again.
prak!
The sword light flashed.
The entire stone wall was cut by him!
But at the same time, a leg stretched out from the side and kicked Kratos' waist hard.
dhuak!
Kratos also flew.
Although he had yet to land, Vincent hurriedly followed, piercing his chest directly!
"danger!"
"Senior, careful!"
Ventley and Psyko shouted anxiously and rushed towards Vincent.
Vincent smashed his hand at the two men.
With such a powerful force, the two people were suddenly thrown backwards.
Kratos takes the opportunity to stand and stab Vincent with the sword.
Vincent hurriedly flashed to the side, but in any case he was too hasty, the sharp sword slashed across his shoulder, splashing a burst of red blood.
Vincent stepped back, glanced at his shoulder, frowning.
"Senior, are you okay?"
the two men got up and asked.
Kratos gritted his teeth, his face full of anger. He wanted to drive both men away, but he thought about Vincent's strength now. Kratos knows that if he fights Vincent again, he cannot lose, so he accepts this favor, lowers his voice and says: "You left right, I'm middle!"
"Yes, Senior!"
the two shouted, then rushed towards Vincent.
Kratos could stand it no longer, raised his sword and jumped, the shadow of the sword rolling wildly, as if slaughtering Vincent.
“True, it should be this daritadi!” Vincent's eyes were cold, he said in a hoarse voice, “Now, I must also be serious!”
"Seriously?" Kratos breathed heavily.
Was this Bermoth Emperor never serious?