I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

Chapter 263

The existence of the skill really annoyed Elena. Originally, according to his rhythm and the close combat technique he was best at, he was confident that he could pin the opponent to death.

Even if there was no way to resolve the battle, at least Adela would have to lose some skin. As a result, the opponent just used a skill to pull away. There was nothing he could do about that speed and unreasonable posture.

However, Elena was not unprepared. When Adela retreated, he already had a spear made of lightning in his hand.

The magic that had been chanted in his heart was now used as a means of pursuit.

Almost immediately, when he saw Adela retreating, Elena had already rubbed out the lightning gun and threw it over.

The moving direction of the charge skill was fixed. As the only limited user, he could not change the direction midway, which made Adela the best target.

Such a rapid pursuit made Adela take a breath. The silver-haired boy in front of him really didn't give him a chance to breathe, just like a beast that would never let go once it bit him.

Unfortunately, Arad was not an ordinary person. Facing the lightning gun that was heading straight for his face, the long sword in his hand emitted a strange light. He slashed at the lightning gun with a sword, and the lightning condensed by pure magic power was actually directly slashed by a sword.

Irena, who hurriedly closed the distance, was frightened by the scene in front of her and widened her eyes. What kind of monster is this Adela?

Without the interference of the lightning gun, Adela obviously did not have such great pressure in the face of Irena's sprint. He held the hilt tightly and prepared to wait for Irena to hit his sword.

Seeing this, Irena's face turned black, and he hurriedly braked to avoid Adela's blade, but the opponent was not a turret that would only stand in place. When facing insufficient distance, he would move forward by himself.

The two of them fought like this. Adela's sword was particularly swift and the sword path was also very tricky, always attacking from angles that Irena did not expect.

Fortunately, Elena was not to be outdone. She danced the dagger in her hand skillfully and was able to take the opponent's attack without any danger every time.

"Ahem... What's the situation?"

Elena, who had a chance to breathe, opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the fight and asked.

Elena, who was hugging Elena gently, did not respond. Her attention was all focused on Elena, or more precisely, on the pair of vertical pupils emitting golden light.

Recalling the scenes of their previous interactions, she clearly remembered that the man who called himself Dennis had the same red eyes as her, but how come his eyes have become as golden as her beloved brother's?

Complex emotions were brewing in her heart, and the fact that she had already accepted was shaken. Elena looked at Elena gloomily. She was no longer worried about the situation of the battle. She began to think about what would happen after the battle.

One was a swordsman who had long been famous, and the other was a new star who had just made his debut. Now the two of them were fighting together, but they showed a picture of equal strength.

To be honest, Adela was a little anxious. Putting aside his own purpose, as a recognized swordsman, he had strong confidence and self-esteem in his own strength.

He didn't think he was weaker than Elena. Facing a newcomer, he had enough confidence to kill him in seconds, but the fact was that he couldn't take him down for a long time.

Obviously, Elena's hand-to-hand combat performance was not very good. It should be said that she would be completely deprived of her rhythm and killed by her sword after a few rounds.

But Elena's unexpected combat experience and unreasonable physical fitness, every time when she was about to succeed, Elena would force a reversal with very exaggerated movements and courage.

The seemingly petite body rushed over, and Adela was even a little unable to resist. He always felt that he would be seriously injured if he was touched casually.

Obviously, Elena was just a priest in charge of treatment, and the magic on his body was only suitable for long-range attacks, but relying on this brute force and physical fitness, he fought back and forth with Adela.

Once emotions get out of control, it is easy to expose flaws. A somewhat irritated Adela swung a sword without thinking.

Not good!

He reacted and felt bad. He was wide open and full of flaws. The extremely experienced Elena obviously noticed this and stabbed again with the dagger in her hand.

Adela hurriedly used the same trick again, and the charge skill was activated again. His body retreated quickly as if someone was holding it with a rope.

But how could Elena be fooled for the second time after using the trick once? The dagger that seemed to be about to stab backhanded was suddenly retracted, and he turned half a circle on the spot with the force, and his right leg suddenly raised and kicked directly on Adela's chest.

ClickSnap!

"Ahem!"

The attack range of the leg is much longer than that of the dagger. Even though Adela retreated at the first moment, he was still kicked by Elena.

His whole body flew backwards under the double force, and even a very crisp sound could be heard. This kick by Elena probably broke Adela's ribs.

After rolling on the ground for a few rounds, Adela finally managed to stabilize his body and climbed up with difficulty. He covered his chest and spit out blood. His internal organs were probably injured.

"Don't try it. Use your full strength quickly. You should be more than this, right? A person protected by the gods."

Elena slowly retracted his right leg that he had kicked out, tilted his head and looked at Adela with indifference. Although he only wanted to urge her unilaterally, his every move was indeed full of ridicule in Adela's eyes.

Elena's words made the others look quite surprised. People who are protected by gods and have obtained some of the power of gods are quite rare in today's world where there are few signs of gods.

The swordsman named Adela in front of him turned out to be one of these people who have the protection of gods. It was really shocking, as if he had seen some rare creature.

"You will regret it."

Adela gritted his teeth and said, his originally weak breath began to gradually rise, and a strange power filled around his body.

This power seemed not to belong to this world. It was like the majesty of creatures from higher planes, and the creatures on the earth seemed unable to resist.

Adela's momentum changed. If it was just a sharp blade that had not been unsheathed just now, now his whole person was like an extremely sharp sword, and the sharpness he showed could even cut off the confidence of others.

Elena looked at this scene coldly, and calmly loaded his pistol with bullets. This was not the first time he had fought with the protector of gods.

He didn't pay the price of his life last time, so he felt that he definitely wouldn't pay the price this time. He would never forgive the man in front of him no matter what. He would make him pay the price for hurting the people close to him.