294: Chapter 294 Deathstroke's Weakness

After several rounds of confrontation with Death Knell, Grim Raven had gathered more information.

He analyzed for Death Knell, "You think you can always kill with one shot, and thus you are reluctant to part with that pistol of yours, which is like a lover to you."

"But aren't weapons meant to create opportunities? Death Knell, you have put the cart before the horse."

"You always want to use your bullets to end your opponent, but you forget that the bullets themselves can also become a smokescreen to disrupt the rhythm."

"But I am different; my raven death bone scythe is not so delicate!"

Grim Raven finally launched another attack!

He swung the black scythe out with force, dragging a long chain, heading straight for Death Knell.

Facing this attack, Death Knell was not afraid and easily dodged to the side.

But the chain of the raven death bone scythe suddenly retracted in mid-air, launching a surprise attack from behind Death Knell.

Grim Raven exerted force at the same time, rushing forward himself, and together with his scythe, launched a pincer attack on Death Knell!

Facing such a weapon for the first time, Death Knell was truly caught off guard.

However, he raised his silver pistol, about to fire at Grim Raven who was rushing straight at him.

However, Grim Raven had long predicted that Death Knell would use this solution. His figure was ghostly; he suddenly changed direction and chose to retreat.

Sure enough, Death Knell hesitated; he did not pull the trigger!

Grim Raven did not believe that this guy chose not to fire because he felt bad about the bullets.

It was because he was simply an obsessive-compulsive, too obsessed with the concept of a god, too obsessed with a one-hit kill.

As long as this shot couldn't hit a vital point, he would rather not fire and instead look for another opportunity.

Thus, Grim Raven began to infinitely amplify this psychological inertia of Death Knell. He always deliberately exposed flaws, guiding Death Knell to raise his gun and aim.

But always, just as he was about to fire, he would withdraw the attack!

It could be said that Grim Raven was repeatedly jumping back and forth on Death Knell's red line. "Hit me! Hit me!"

And Su Nange, who was watching from afar, was dying of anxiety! "Why the hell do you care so much? Just shoot him!"

Finally, Death Knell paid the price for his perfectionism.

After several feints, Grim Raven suddenly erupted with all the energy in his body, also forming an encirclement with his scythe.

Death Knell hesitated for those few tenths of a second, having already missed the best shooting time.

That scythe directly opened a gash on Death Knell's back!

At this, Shangguan Lingwei, sitting in the car, almost cried out, covering her eyes with both hands, not daring to watch anymore.

But fortunately, this blow was not fatal to Death Knell!

Instead, he grabbed the scythe chain with one hand, used the momentum to spin, threw Grim Raven out, and decisively fired a shot!

Unfortunately, Grim Raven had already anticipated this; he released the scythe chain and dodged, avoiding Death Knell's counterattack.

Although Death Knell was injured on his back, he had snatched Grim Raven's weapon.

He laughed coldly, "Now that you are empty-handed, how will you fight me?"

Grim Raven wore a crow mask, and no expression could be seen at all.

But his actions were extremely unexpected. He charged directly at Death Knell again with empty hands!

He did not lose his combat effectiveness just because he lost his weapon, as Death Knell had thought.

This No.2, on the contrary, believed that now was the best time to decide the outcome!

Death Knell held the gun in one hand and Grim Raven's scythe in the other. He looked like a god of war, with no weaknesses at all.

But was that the truth?

Grim Raven slashed his palm at Death Knell, which Death Knell dodged.

Death Knell instinctively raised the scythe to slash at Grim Raven.

A face behind the crow mask gave a disdainful laugh, "You don't really think you snatched my weapon, do you? I gave it to you on purpose!"

"If we were talking about bare hands, maybe we could fight to a draw. But you took a weapon you are not familiar with, and instead dragged yourself into a quagmire of rhythm!"

Sure enough, although the huge scythe was swung with force, Death Knell's usage was simply not on the same level as Grim Raven's.

On the contrary, his agility was greatly hindered.

Plus, he had to divide his energy to look for the shooting opportunity for the atonement silver coffin.

Leaving his powerful strength and martial arts with no room to be displayed.

Plus, Grim Raven's fighting skills were far beyond imagination.

Death Knell was breached by him within a few rounds. His chest was hit hard by a heavy punch.

He stumbled back, his defenses wide open! Grim Raven pursued the victory, landing several consecutive kicks, all of which hit.

Death Knell flew backward and crashed heavily into a rusted container. Death Knell's chest caved in! The container also collapsed with a boom! Rust flakes peeled off with a rustle.

Grim Raven regained the scythe and just stood in front of Death Knell.

Death Knell was already injured on his back, with blood flowing freely.

Coupled with taking this fierce attack from Grim Raven head-on, the ribs in his chest had punctured his lungs, making it difficult to breathe.

This battle could basically be declared; No.2 was still the better one.

Death Knell finally realized that he had abandoned his advantages in such a critical battle.

He thought that Grim Raven was also strong in close combat; in rumors, he was even invincible in close quarters.

Therefore, Death Knell always thought about using his most trusted atonement silver coffin to end the battle.

But this was precisely falling into the rhythm trap carefully designed by Grim Raven.

If you don't play close combat with someone, how do you know you are inferior to him?

Su Nange stood in the distance, his face grave.

This high-level battle broke some of his perceptions. These perverted guys were probably just like him, having long broken through the physiological limits of humans.

What they were competing on was experience in facing the enemy and tactical wisdom!

Often, the mind is more important than the moves.

Grim Raven slowly raised his hand, lifting the scythe.

"Death Knell, there are not many opponents I admire. You count as one!"

Death Knell lay on the ground, with no expression of unwillingness; he was very calm, admitting that his skills were inferior!

However, he replied, "Heh, losers do not need to be pitied; that is actually an insult!"

Grim Raven: "That makes sense. Let me ask you, why did you appear in Shanghai? And, what happened to the 14 of you in the top 20?"

"Could it really be that Lucifer recruited you all?"

Death Knell coughed up a mouthful of blood: "Do you think a killer would tell you?"

Grim Raven nodded: "That also seems right!"

"But, are you still a killer?"

Before he finished speaking, he raised the scythe, preparing to end this man's life.

However, Shangguan Lingwei had already rushed out, her pair of fair, tender feet running on the rough ground.

Calling out loudly: "No! Please, don't kill him!"

Grim Raven's scythe stopped in mid-air. His eerie mask turned back: "Madam, do you think this kind of tear-jerker drama would be useful to me?"

It was precisely at this turn of Grim Raven's head that Death Knell suddenly had a small, crystal-like red pill in his hand.

As long as he gently crushed it, perhaps this city would become a wasteland. The people here would become monsters!

Death Knell's fingertips gently exerted force.

But Shangguan Lingwei took a step, blocking in front of Grim Raven's scythe. She was so weak, yet at this moment, she appeared very~~~

Death Knell was somewhat dazed; she, why was she doing this?

Death Knell encountered the most difficult multiple-choice question of his life.

If the red bomb shattered, she would die too. But, he really didn't want her to die!

Death Knell spoke: "Grim Raven! You shouldn't make things difficult for a woman, right? Kill me! Let her go!"

Grim Raven shook his head helplessly: "Death Knell, you are wrong, you are really wrong. Killers have no feelings!"

Death Knell shook his head, looking at Shangguan Lingwei, the woman he had been in love with for less than 24 hours.

"Perhaps, before meeting her, I had the same thoughts as you."

"But, I don't regret it now. Even if I die under your blade, I don't regret the decision I made."

Death Knell had something in his heart he didn't say.

That was: Even if one becomes the master of this world, does one necessarily have to be heartless?

Shouldn't a master better protect a beautiful world?

Shangguan Lingwei crouched beside Death Knell, gently wiping away the blood at the corner of Death Knell's mouth with her sleeve.

Shangguan Lingwei didn't know what was wrong either; perhaps sometimes, emotions that burst out suddenly are enough to destroy all reason.

"Death Knell, I don't want you to die!"

"Please, let us go. I am the eldest daughter of the Shangguan Family, and I can promise you anything."

Grim Raven helplessly: "Madam, why don't you understand? It is precisely because you are a person of the Shangguan Family that I have come to take you away! And that is why I must kill him!"

Shangguan Lingwei was stunned; once upon a time, she would suddenly wish that she were not a person of the Shangguan Family.

Death Knell secretly put the pill back into his pocket, then struggled to stand up.

He pulled Shangguan Lingwei over and stood in front of her: "Grim Raven, come! If you want to take Lingwei away, you will have to step over my corpse!"

Grim Raven looked at Death Knell, who was already somewhat swaying: "Alright, then I will fulfill your wish!"

The scythe was raised high, and Grim Raven, without hesitation, exerted force and slashed down heavily!

Shangguan Lingwei roared in despair: "No!!!"