Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...
As Clare and Ophelia completely fell out, a fierce battle quickly broke out between the two.
For a moment, the entire ruins were shrouded in the light of swords and shadows.
Since both sides have terrifying speed and reaction, the movements and details cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye. They can only vaguely distinguish the blurry afterimages, the sound of the Claymore collision and the golden Hanabi.
Laki tried several times to use the special attributes of "Sword of Desire" in his hand to replicate his last victory over female Awakened Being, but in the end, without exception, he was kicked to the ground by Ophelia without even a chance to react.
His newly improved physical fitness and reactions were no different than a newborn baby in front of No. 4.
Looking at the boy who was kicked to the ground time and time again and got up again and again to join the fight, Ophelia sarcastically said without mercy, "Kid! Do you think I don't know there is something wrong with the sword in your hand? Don't waste your efforts! No matter how powerful the weapon is, it is meaningless as long as it cannot hit the target. The gap between you and me is like a beast and an ant. Unless I stop voluntarily, you will never be able to touch the corner of my clothes."
"Damn it!"
Laki gritted his teeth and cursed softly, subconsciously wiping the blood that flowed from the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, his entire face was kicked and swollen by the other party's feet, and he looked like a pig's head from a distance.
But although it looked scary, the injuries were actually not serious.
"Laki! Stay away! This is not a battle you can interfere with!" Clare shouted with a ferocious expression.
Compared to Ophelia, who was calm and calm, she had released more than 60% of her demonic power at this moment, and her hands and feet began to deform in unison.
The veins on his face popped out and he was twisted like Yoma.
no way!
Only by releasing her demonic power to this extent could she barely keep up with the opponent.
"Haha! You seem to care about this brat, don't you?" A chilling cruelty flashed in Ophelia's eyes.
The next second...
The sword in her hand suddenly swung out without warning.
puff!
moment!
Blood splattered everywhere!
Both thighs were chopped off alive.
Moreover, the incision was very smooth, and not even the hard thigh bone could hinder it in the slightest.
It is not difficult to see from Clare's shocked reaction that she couldn't believe that the speed of the fight just now was not the opponent's limit.
After a successful blow, Ophelia licked his lips and said with a cat-and-mouse attitude, "Let's play a game. I compete with this kid, and you use this time to put the broken leg back together. Don't worry, I won't kill him as soon as I come up. But every time I'll try harder. I think it will take about ten minutes for his head to move. If you want to save him, you have to reattach the leg before then. If it takes too long, the child will die. It's interesting not to reattach the leg."
"Asshole!"
Clare undoubtedly saw that Warrior, ranked fourth in the organization before him, had mental and psychological problems, and his personality was extremely cold, cruel and bloodthirsty.
The reason why the other party does this is just to see himself helpless, scared, and panicked, and then get some sense of satisfaction from it.
In fact, she had seen many similar things in the Claymore training camp.
Many managers at the middle and lower levels of organizations like to do some very excessive things to these young girls who are sold to the organization in the name of "training".
Especially before undergoing rehabilitation, almost one in three people will be raped and abused.
Some who are determined to be unable to accept reform will even be tortured to death in public.
In the eyes of the organization from the other side of the sea, the indigenous girls on these islands cannot be regarded as human beings at all, they are just experimental subjects and tools.
It is a perfectly normal behavior to occasionally use it to vent your twisted and morbid desires and pass the boring time.
Without legal and moral constraints, the dark side of human nature is magnified by Infinity.
The reason why women Claymore can give up their dignity as a person without hesitation, and even strip naked in front of a group of men, is almost all due to the fact that they were forcibly instilled with too many such things in their childhood.
So subconsciously, I have distinguished myself from ordinary people.
The only good thing is that Clare did not encounter such a situation when he was young.
She didn't know whether this was related to the transplanted flesh and blood of Teresa, or whether it was related to Allen, the lord of Western Lands.
In short, compared to those Warrior who had a conservative and ravaged childhood, her experience in the training camp was definitely considered lucky.
It is precisely because of this "luck" that Clare can always maintain his true heart.
That is to say, he was not brainwashed by the organization's self-talking theories like other Warrior, and naively believed that he killed Yoma for the noble purpose of protecting mankind;
They didn't indulge in the power they gained after undergoing transformation, and they even turned against each other and fought each other for the so-called "ranking".
Seeing Clare hugging the severed thigh, closing his eyes and starting to activate his demonic power, Ophelia immediately turned his attention to Laki not far away, and gently raised Claymore in his hand. "Kid! Are you ready? I'm coming!"
The next second...
She then swung the sword at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.
clang!
Bang!
Although Laki successfully completed the blocking action, he was still hit by the huge force, causing his feet to fly into the air, and then fell to the ground on his back.
"Ah!!!!!!"
The severe pain made the young man couldn't help shouting.
And his screams distracted Clare, who was concentrating on reattaching the severed limb just a second ago, and Yoki suddenly became extremely confused.
Sections that had a tendency to heal also fell off as a result.
There is no doubt that all her efforts just now were in vain.
When Ophelia saw this scene, he immediately raised the corner of his mouth and reminded, "I have said that when it comes to reconnecting severed limbs, it is not possible to be too anxious. You have to concentrate, otherwise it will be impossible to connect. And if it takes too long for the wound to heal, it will never be reconnected."
"Ah!!!!!!!"
Laki was obviously irritated by the opponent's cat-and-mouse attitude, and he rushed forward again waving Sword of Desire.
But this time, Ophelia didn't have any intention to dodge, but swung his sword with great force, forcing the sword in his hand back forcefully.
The sword blade close to the side of the body hit Laki's shoulder on the spot, and a not too deep gash was seen.
Bright red blood gushes out instantly, staining a large area of clothes.
pain!
Indescribable pain!
Laki quickly pulled out the sword, covered the wound and let out a muffled groan.
Although this wound is far from fatal, the visual effect is definitely quite scary.
Especially the clothes that were dyed red, it was as terrifying as if the entire chest had been torn apart.
In order to continue to stimulate Clare, Ophelia did not rush to pursue him. Instead, he pointed with a smile, "It's not enough if you don't hold the sword well. After all, the sword is double-edged."
"You will pay the price for your arrogance!"
Laki's eyes flashed with a frightening red light, and his whole aura changed drastically.
"Huh?"
Ophelia Mingxin felt surprised and subconsciously widened his eyes.
She couldn't believe that the kid standing in front of her dared to look at her with such naked and undisguised eyes.
anger!
greedy!
Bloodthirsty!
brutal!
There is also some unspeakable desire!
"Hmph! Come on! Let's continue!"
Laki stuck out his tongue and licked the remaining blood on the sword, then took the initiative to attack Ophelia.
This time, he no longer had any hesitation or fear. He directly used his long sword to hold the opponent's rising Claymore, and then turned into a Garou and pounced on it.
Before Ophelia could react, he felt a sharp pain in his chest!
I saw Laki directly opened his mouth, bit her chest with his teeth, and tore off a large piece without mercy.
shock!
Such a cruel move not only made Ophelia so scared that he covered his wound and took several steps back, but even Clare opened his mouth in surprise. He couldn't believe that the boy who usually looked gentle and cowardly had such a side.
"Hahahaha! How do you feel now?" Laki licked the remaining blood and minced meat on his lips and asked with a smile.
Under the control of the rising desire, he felt as if he had broken away from all the constraints and put into practical action the things he wanted to do but did not dare to do before.
"Damn it! What happened to you?" Ophelia frowned subconsciously.
She could feel that this boy seemed to have completely transformed from one person to another in just a few seconds.
Whether it's personality, actions, habits, or ways of thinking.
If it weren't for the fact that the other party didn't have any Yoki at all, Ophelia would think it was a Awakened Beings, not an ordinary person.
"Don't worry, you'll understand soon."
Saying that, Laki once again raised Sword of Desire and rushed forward to initiate the attack.
Since he had suffered a loss just now, Ophelia became very vigilant. He directly raised his boots to kick this kid away, keeping a safe distance first.
But Laki unceremoniously grabbed the foot that was thrust towards him, blocked the opponent's Claymore with Sword of Desire, and jumped back with both legs.
brush!
Without any accident, the boots and greaves on Ophelia's feet were pulled off forcefully, revealing the white and tender toes and soles of the feet.
As we all know, a person's feet support the center of gravity of the entire upper body when standing.
Therefore, both legs and feet generally need to maintain equal weight. Only in this way can there be no problem with balance.
Otherwise, once the weight on one foot is very heavy and there is no weight on the other foot, it will inevitably lead to a temporary loss of balance.
Although as the fourth ranked Claymore, Ophelia has very rich combat experience and strong physical fitness that ordinary people cannot imagine, but he also briefly lost his balance for a tenth of a second when his boots and greaves were taken off.
It would be impossible for an ordinary person to take advantage of this imbalance of less than a tenth of a second.
But Laki was obviously no longer an ordinary person. He successfully seized this golden opportunity and used the hilt of his sword to hit Ophelia's private parts exposed behind his legs.
The next second...
Poof!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Heart-rending screams echoed over the ruins.
miserable!
Too bad!
Poor Ophelia, his lower body was directly penetrated by the thick hilt of the sword. His whole body was hunched over like a cooked prawn, and his face went from red to pale, and then from pale to red.
The unknown liquid mixed with blood and other things soaked through the white tights in less than a few seconds, dripping from between the legs, slowly forming a small puddle with a pungent smell.
That extremely tragic scene, even Clare felt a dull pain in his lower body after seeing it.
Although Claymore's abdominal cavity and lower body have undergone complete changes after undergoing transformation, some sensitive parts where the nerves are concentrated are still retained.
So she can now understand Ophelia's pain very well.
But what Clare couldn't figure out even more was why the gentle and polite Laki suddenly became so scary, and almost every time he attacked, he specifically greeted "Xia San Road".
First biting the chest, then hitting the lower body...
Each attack exceeded everyone's expectations.
Just when Clare was about to say something, Laki, who had no sympathy for her, had already stepped forward, raised the sword in his hand and cut off Ophelia's arms with a bang, then pinched the opponent's neck and slowly lifted him up from the ground, with an evil smile on his face.
"I said I will make you pay."
"Price? Are you going to kill me?" Ophelia asked with a sneer, holding back the pain.
"Kill you? No! What I want to do is much crueler than that. Don't you like to torture and abuse others the most? I'm going to let you taste this today!" With that, Laki raised the Sword of Desire in his hand.
In just a few seconds, this Divine Artifact changed from the shape of a sword into a whip covered with barbs.
He took turns with his whip and whipped it without saying a word.
Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!
Every whipping would tear Ophelia's white tights and leave scars on her smooth and delicate skin.
No sympathy!
No mercy!
Only crazy revenge and venting!
In this process, the anger and desire Laki had suppressed deep in his heart were completely vented.
What's even more outrageous is that Ophelia, who was being whipped and screaming in agony, had a strange expression of pain and enjoyment on his face. His whole body was trembling slightly as if he had been electrocuted, and his tears and nose were flowing out uncontrollably.
excited?
Excited?
No one knows how she feels at this moment except Ophelia herself.