Chapter 444 Retreat from the enemy (Happy New Year)

   "Fuck, awesome!"

This is the first time that the former Hydras who came out with Fisher, they all thought that Fisher was at best just an ordinary earth man who was worthy of a billion. , And now, looking at Fisher standing in front like a **** holding a sword, the shock in the hearts of all Hydras could not be added, and even the soldiers who had assassinated Fisher had begun to kneel on the ground and begin to repent.

The old Atlas subordinates have an expression that I know, especially some of the old subordinates who have followed Fisher to space and fight aliens, and went to Earth to fight monsters. They have long suspected that their boss has Something hidden.

And the missionary standing high above Fisher opened his mouth and forgot his words for a while. Originally, he wanted to scare the opposite humans to death with a banging appearance, and finally told them in an understatement that today is the time of your death. , But now, his pull-hung appearance was interrupted by an iron-headed baby. The subordinates who had originally called were also completely wiped out with one move. Now the other party is standing opposite him vigorously, with sharp eyes, like a man. The king, and behind him, was a blazing golden sword-wielding light and shadow, with a posture of watching the world.

  "Who are you?" The missionary's first reaction was whether he was an old friend or acquaintance from the past. After all, he could survive, and it is normal for those old friends to have some means.

From some perspectives, the missionary is really a hero in troubled times. He was born on the planet Ai Qiumin, the capital of the forerunner. The beautiful wife and the little mistress have also suffered all kinds of hardships, and his relationship with the great generals of ancient humans is also good. If the protagonist of this book is the forerunner, the missionary must be the most important man.

As the forerunner who broke the wrist with the ancients, and was still the winner, the missionary's force value is naturally not weak, but maybe it was too scary that Fisher turned to the sword show just now, so the missionary did not directly attack, but Going to test him.

   "Fisher Adams, nothing more than an unknown man!" Fisher held a big sword in a master posture.

"Humans? Impossible, your skill is considered a good hand among ancient humans, and it is impossible to appear on degraded humans! Tell your true identity! Otherwise, you will have to taste the wrath of the forerunner! "

   "Uh, okay, actually my name is Hu Tutu, I live in Building No. 1 Tumble Garden, everyone also calls me a brother Tu!"

   "You!" The missionary really believed it at first, but when he looked at the other party's joking eyes, he realized that the other party was lying to him!

  "Well, well, we have time to talk about your identity!"

  The missionary straightened his body, two lightsabers appeared on both sides of his arms, and then a larger number of Prometheus knights appeared behind him.

  No need to start a war. The missionary, who was shot out of a cannonball, was so fast that he crossed the two lightsabers and slashed at Fisher like lightning.

  Duang!

The blade of the victory sword collided with the opponent's lightsaber, and the two energy violently collided, producing a circular shock wave, and then pushing the surroundings, the shock wave scraped the ground, knocked down the forest, and exploded a kilometer on the surface. Round crater.

Fisher blocked the opponent's lightsaber, and then rotated his body to pick up the big sword, dexterously like a dancing butterfly, with a blade of hot psychic flame piercing the missionary's chest, and when the missionary blocked, He withdrew the blade again, and accurately spotted it on the opponent's arm armor, drawing a scratch on it.

The missionary’s lightsaber also tore a hole in Fisher’s waist and abdomen. The vibrating armor is not invincible in all worlds. Fortunately, Fisher usually wears a nanometer when he goes to bed. lining.

  The two played hundreds of moves within tens of seconds, and the legion that was beating the Prometheus Knights could not guarantee that their processors could capture every frame of the battle between the two sides.

  After another fight, Fisher, who was invincible, released a flash of lightning backhand, forcing the missionary back.

  "Hehe, good fighting skills, if I take it back, even in the forerunner class, you are also one of the best masters. If the ancient humans had a role like you in those days, I am afraid that the war would last for hundreds of years!"

   "Really!" Fisher took a deep breath, looked at the dozen or so more breaches on his body, and took a sword flower with the sword of victory.

   "If the ancient humans had a role like me, I am afraid that the war will end in another way, such as Ai Qiumin who was broken into pieces?"

   "Huh! If there are people like you, then I will make the ancient humans completely extinct!"

   "But your wife doesn't agree!"

"From a woman’s point of view, she always thinks that the humans she loves are special. When I captured Chuckham, her heart was broken, but humans are pests in this universe, so they should follow those Like a **** pioneer, leave together!"

The more and more angry the missionary slammed his right hand, trying to pull Fisher in front of him and let him feel what anger is. As a result, Fisher also launched the power field, and the two powers collided. , There was a muffled thunder in the air.

The    force field distorted the space, pulling the space out of ripples to a degree visible to the naked eye, and finally exploded again, forcing the two to retreat.

The missionary wanted to attack again, but suddenly stopped, and then looked into the distant sky. Fisher shouted for a good opportunity, gathered the light spear, and prepared to stab the opponent with salted fish. As a result, the missionary retracted into the core without looking. The light spear hit the core shell, exploding a psychic storm, shattering the surrounding Prometheus knights.

   "You are strong, human, but next time, there will be no chance!" No longer caring about his men, the missionary controlled the core to fly into the distance, leaving everything behind.

  And Fisher only spit out a mouthful of blood, and then accumulated psionic energy again, released a shining javelin, and wiped out all the remaining Prometheus knights.

  "Damn, I really can't beat the other party if I don't open it up!" Looking at the direction the missionary was leaving, Fisher spit out a **** saliva again, then weakened his legs and sat down on the ground.

  "Medical soldier!" Seeing Fisher did it, the legion hurried forward and passed the nutrient solution, and then shouted medic.

"It's okay, I'm internally injured, just slow it down, Legion, order the frontline to shrink, and the Star Alliance fleet is estimated to be able to operate!" After finishing a few orders, Fisher laid down on the stretcher with a relaxed expression. The medical soldiers carried themselves back to the barracks.

  　 Happy New Year everyone!

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)