The silencer muffled the sound of the gunshot, Ryuga only felt the whole body of the gun vibrate, and then the bullet had already been fired, and at a speed far beyond the speed of sound, it shot toward the Demon Dancer.
The bullet speed of the TAC-50 sniper rifle, according to Yin-yang's introduction, was about 850 meters per second, which was about two and a half times the speed of sound.
Even among the Heroic Spirits, there was no doubt that such a speed was extremely terrifying.
According to the introduction of [Anonymous Spirit Base], if it was a very good Archer servant, the speed of the bow and arrow could reach about 700 to 800 meters per second. However, the power of their arrows was usually much stronger than ordinary bullets. When an arrow was shot out, it was like a missile launch, often causing considerable movement.
Not to mention the power for the time being, with such speed, there were very few servants who could match it. If there were no special skills such as heart's eye, intuition, or the world's best martial arts, or eyesight, there was no way to avoid such an attack.
At least, there was no way for the Demon Dancer to escape.
Especially when the distance was only two hundred meters, it was needless to say.
"Bang!"
The sound of flesh exploding rang out, and the rapidly approaching bullet rushed into the left arm of the Dancing Ghost Ghost without any hindrance.
The huge kinetic energy carried by the bullet even blew off his left arm in an instant, causing his forearm to fly out in the air and fall to the ground not far away.
Ryuga didn't think of using a bullet to explode his head, but in the perspective of his [Future Vision], even if the bullet was smeared with wisteria juice, it was impossible to kill the Demon Dancer. On the contrary, because of the headshot, it would anger him and lead to a massacre.
In desperation, he had to take a step back and use the sniper rifle to shoot off his forearm.
But even so, the Demon Dancer seemed to have been greatly stimulated, his originally indifferent face suddenly became ferocious, and his blood-red eyes turned around, trying to find the person who attacked him, and his expression gradually became irritable.
The speed of the sniper rifle's bullet was simply too fast. Since he had been distracted by Tan Zhilang, he had never experienced such an attack before. As a result, Dancing Ghost Ghost and No Misery were unable to determine Liuxia's position for a moment.
Not only him, but the surrounding crowd was also in an uproar.
The expression on Tan Zhilang's face also became startled. However, his expression immediately turned terrible as he thought to himself, 'This isn't good.'
For some reason, the Dancing Ghost Without Misery didn't go berserk in front of everyone. Instead, he used the identity of a human to hide among the ordinary people. For the time being, regardless of the reason why he did this, even though he provoked him just now, he still didn't turn around and attack him. He only turned the passersby into ghosts to slow him down.
However, after an attack that came out of nowhere blew up one of his arms, he obviously became irritable.
Under such circumstances, it was hard to say whether or not he would attack in anger and kill all the passers-by around him.
Thinking about it carefully, his actions just now were really lacking in consideration. Once Dancing Ghost Demon Pitiless and him really got serious, then not only him, but everyone around him would not be able to escape. They would all be buried in his hands.
"I have to lure him away. The only one here who can do this is me …"
Tanji Jiro secretly made up his mind. He couldn't implicate the innocent passers-by because of his personal grudge. Only he, as the Ghost Killing Team's swordsman, could possibly lure the Dancing Ghost Without Misery to a place where there was no one.
As for whether he would live or die in the end, he couldn't think too much about it in such a short time.
Tanji Jiro's hand reached for the sunblade at his waist.
Unable to find the attacker, the Dancing Ghost Without Misery turned his blood-red eyes filled with rage towards Tanji Jiro.
It was because this kid had attracted his attention that the guy hiding in the dark had a chance to shoot him. Moreover, the bullet seemed to have been smeared with wisteria poison. He did not believe that it was not the swordsman of the Ghost Killer Team who was targeting him.
These two people were definitely in cahoots.
The Dancing Ghost Without Misery naturally took his anger out on Tanji Jiro.
He calmly opened the five fingers of his right hand. His five fingernails instantly became extremely slender, as if a casual swipe could cut his throat.
However, before the two people could make a move, a palm-sized object was thrown from the roof of a tall building by Ryuga.
"Bang!"
After a slight explosion, a ray of light like the sun quickly rose from the sky, illuminating the whole street as if it was daytime.
Daytime — —
The Dancing Ghost Without Misery quivered.
Then, he directly threw the shame of his broken arm to the back of his mind. He didn't even retrieve his broken arm. His whole person pushed through the crowd at an extraordinary speed and disappeared in front of Tanji Jiro's eyes.
He ran away.
And he looked abnormally flustered, as if he was afraid of being shone on by the light.
Tanji Jiro's face was still a bit sluggish. The sudden movement of the Dancing Ghost Without Misery caught him off guard. He didn't know how to react.
"Tanji Jiro, hurry up and leave."
Ryuga's figure unknowingly came to his side and said to him, "The effect of the flare is only about twenty to thirty seconds. After the time has passed, who knows if Dancing Ghost will come back again."
"Eh? Oh! I got it! "
Tanji Jiro quickly sheathed his sword.
"I left Mi Dou in the small alley over there. You can take her with you."
Ryuga pointed to the small alley that he came from and said to Tanji Jiro.
"Okay, thank you, Ryuga Jann!"
Tanji Jiro nodded to Ryuga to express his thanks. Then he quickly left and ran towards the small alley that Ryuga pointed to.
Ryuga stood in the same spot and watched as Tanji Jiro left. Then he turned around and went to the corner of the street.
Here, there was a severed arm lying silently on the ground.
There wasn't a single drop of blood flowing out of the broken arm. It looked like a fake arm. But Ryuga knew that it was actually the broken arm of the Dancing Ghost Without Misery.
The reason why there wasn't any blood flowing out was probably because Dancing Ghost valued his blood very much. He didn't allow a single drop of blood to flow out.
On the skin of the broken arm, there were some purple spots. But the area wasn't big. There were only two or three spots. If one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't be able to see it.
"This bit of wisteria poison is already useless to the Ghost King … If this broken arm was still on his body, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be a single spot."
During the final selection, because he heard from the black-haired child that "ghosts hate wisteria", Ryuga plucked a lot of it before he went down the mountain. He ground it into juice and soaked the bullets in it. This way, when he met a ghost that he couldn't defeat, it should be effective.
He originally planned to use it on the 12 Ghost Moons. But he didn't expect that the next one would be instantly killed by him. Now he was using it on the Ghost King.
"How do I deal with this?"
Ryuga looked at the broken arm on the ground. Even if he still had Future Vision, he didn't have any thoughts of rashly approaching the broken arm. "Does the Dancing Ghost Without Misery still have control over this broken arm? If he controls the broken arm to attack me, it will be hard for me to guard against it. Also, how do I squeeze the blood out of this broken arm? "
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