In his previous life, when Mawson was watching movies, TV shows and anime, he saw countless times when he was a mortal enemy. During a battle, he had to wait for the opponent to hold back his ultimate move, and then forcefully attack with his ultimate move.

Then...gameover.

Sometimes he can't understand it. The opponent obviously has many opportunities before he can hold back his ultimate move, but he just doesn't do it.

Obviously you can win very easily if you take action at this time.

Instead, you have to wait for the opponent's ultimate move to come out and then be counter-killed. Isn't this a typical example of pretending to be stupid?

However, there are still many people, especially villains, who don't like it.

Mawson does not have such a hobby, although based on his knowledge and precognition, even if the opponent completes his ultimate move, it will only be a little troublesome.

But what Mawson hates most is trouble.

Besides, why the hell are you looking down on if you just stand there and don't move?

Mo Sen felt that even his good temper could not be tolerated.

The surrounding smoke and dust have begun to dissipate, and the slanting sunlight has become less hot, casting a long shadow on Jefferson's body.

As for Mawson.

Hmm? Where's Mawson?

At this time, Mawson had appeared beside Jefferson, and his body, which was not much shorter than Jefferson, seemed to blend into his shadow.

However, all this is just too fast to deceive the vision.

Mawson's long knife sliced ​​towards Jefferson's neck silently, as if it could cut through space.

[Return to the true state. Absolutely. Ghostly Killing]

The hair on Jefferson's body stood up. He had already predicted what he saw and heard before Mawson launched the attack. If he stood still and continued to use his ultimate move, he might die directly from Mawson's sword.

At this moment, his feeling of death was extremely strong.

When the vision, hearing, and color were predicted, his nerves had already begun to react and subconsciously issued orders to various parts of the body.

However, after all, he has not made a move for many years.

Moreover, he is already over sixty years old.

He no longer has the kind of muscle memory that has been tempered for many times. When his nerves transmit signals and react to various parts of the body, this speed is indeed a bit slow for Mawson's move.

One slow step can already determine a lot of things.

When he raised his arm to block it, Mawson's blade had already brushed his arm and passed across his neck. It was also an armor with an armed color and an armor with fruit abilities. This time Mawson's blade

Attacking is no longer useless as before.

[Yougui] The extremely sharp blade, blessed by the domineering power of the weapon color, forcibly broke through the opponent's deeper weapon color, and then broke through the armor formed by the opponent's fruit ability again.

This knife cut nearly one-third of Jefferson's neck.

If he hadn't slightly changed the direction of the blade when he raised his arm to block, the aorta on both sides of the neck would never have been able to escape the blade. In that case, the battle could have been directly declared over.

Even more fortunately, the knife happened to not cut his trachea. If his trachea had been cut, his death could have been pronounced in advance.

"Hiss..." Affected by the knife just now, Jefferson looked ferocious and made an unknown sound from his mouth.

The blood not only dyed his neck scarlet red, but also a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth.

It looks extremely miserable and terrifying.

I don't know if it was due to the opponent's ability just now. His armor's defense was greatly reduced, but his body became extremely strong. Even the big belly was retracted, and his aura became fierce.

It seems that this transformation did not completely fail due to the heavy damage, but was half successful?

However, it doesn't matter how much.

After suffering such a serious injury and the ultimate attack failed, there was no need to fantasize about counterattack.

Besides, Mawson wouldn't give him a chance.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

This is Mawson's consistent principle. If we don't continue to do last-ditch damage at this time, it will be much later.

So Mawson, who had made a great impact with his sword, not only did not retreat, he moved his feet, turned slightly sideways, and came from the side of Jefferson to the front.

[Yaogui]'s blade is covered in armament color, like a black poisonous snake delivering its fatal blow.

Still using the same formula, the blade went straight to the injured neck.

The damaged armor there has been repaired, and because of the armor's coverage, it doesn't seem to be a serious problem.

In fact, that was not the case, it was just that he suppressed the injury forcefully.

Seeing Mawson's knife still coming towards the wound, Jefferson let out a roar.

The fist wrapped in jet black weapon color came towards him at a faster speed than before.

Bang!!

With a muffled sound, Mawson's blade collided with two fists almost at the same time.

The powerful force was transmitted through the blade, and Mo Sen could feel that the strength and speed of the opponent's fist had indeed increased a lot.

It seems that the opponent's ultimate move just now was to give up the defensive power of the armor and transfer this power into the body.

However, it still doesn't matter much to him.

Mo Sen drew his sword again, faster and more powerful than before.

The cold aura made Jefferson's bloody face even more ugly.

Today, it seems that I am going to fail.

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On the periphery of the battle, many ministers of the kingdom were guarded by soldiers and watched the fighting here.

Although for them, seeing from such a long distance is blind.

Among these people, there is one person with the most noble status, that is, the king of the kingdom.

He is King Feinus, a middle-aged man who looks slightly thin. His sister is the royal woman who married Jefferson.

However, before he ascended the throne as king, his sister had passed away.

After he ascended the throne as king, all affairs of the kingdom were actually under Jefferson's control.

Most of the time, he is just a decoration.

The hero of the kingdom and the powerful military and political minister whom he admired when he was very young did not take his sister's feelings into consideration.

He even had a feeling.

That means that his cheap brother-in-law has a hint of involvement in his position.

Hearing that Vice Admiral Mawson was causing trouble for Jefferson, his joy almost overflowed with emotion.

Fortunately, he quickly controlled his emotions. He knew how powerful this cheap brother-in-law was, so he didn't dare to get too carried away until the outcome of the matter came out.

"Do you think what Lieutenant General Mawson said is true? Isn't the military minister's name called Noah? Why is he Jefferson again?"

The nobles gathered here could not see the situation on the battlefield at all, and could only judge based on the words of the soldiers who arrived first.

"Be brave and dare to criticize Lord Noah. When the truth comes out later, you all should be careful."

Someone threatened the nobleman who had spoken just now. His face turned pale with fright, and he remained silent, not daring to say another word.

This shows the status of the military and political ministers in the kingdom.

The person who just spoke was a confidant of the Minister of Military Affairs and the commander in charge of the soldiers of the kingdom.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the ugly-looking King Feino with the corner of his eye. When he saw that the other party did not make a sound, he not only showed a proud smile.

"I tell you, Lord Noah is the hero of the kingdom.

The kingdom has not been invaded by pirates for many years since your Excellency became Minister of Military Affairs.

The news you just heard must be some kind of misunderstanding, and after your Excellency wins, you will definitely go to the Navy to ask for an explanation."

This is a middle-aged man with a mustache and wearing royal uniform who looks majestic.

But his compliments to the military and political ministers made him look ridiculous personally.

The contrast between appearance and speech is indeed quite big.

The chatter among the nobles continued.

But because someone set the pace, and a large part of these nobles followed Jefferson's lead.

It's more of a talk than a compliment to Jefferson.

King Pheno's face became extremely ugly as they praised him. These guys had no other abilities. They could clearly see who could control their destiny.

The ability to flatter people should not be underestimated.

Although the target of the praise cannot hear it, if everyone else praises you but you don't, then you will definitely be the one who is remembered.
To be continued...