Although the werewolf's attack was swift, the shield-wielder was a step quicker. Boom! A resounding boom resounded, as three indentations were forcibly carved out on the leather shield. The frail shield constantly trembled, as fragments of tough cowhide scattered in all directions. Ultimately, it managed to withstand this blow.
Yet when the gigantic werewolf's claw slammed against the leather shield, it realized it was unable to penetrate it. It immediately changed its stance, as it somersaulted in midair. Then, its right leg sliced down in a mournful arc, as it chopped down! Its furry tail lashed horizontally towards the shield-wielder's eyes.
One could distinctly observe, as Sun Jian's leg connected with the shield, three incisive deathly beast bony claws sprung out from the flesh pads of the werewolf's right claw. Once again, they slashed against the leather shield.
Although the leather shield's outer layer was exceedingly thick cowhide, its inner frame was actually made of steel. Sparks flew in all directions! The bony claws were incomparably incisive. Even the iron frame was distorted and chopped apart. This time, the leather shield was unable to withstand such an incomparably violent impact, as it instantly shattered into pieces.
Instead, the person behind the leather shield had already kicked Governor Swann away, as he fell into the protection of several marines. Most probably, he had already obtained a weapon when he was retrieving the leather shield. After a roll, this person took a step forward and thrusted out with a standard british rapier! A rapier pierced through the werewolf's chest!
This rapier appeared ordinary and unremarkable, but in reality, it was like a spark from a flint. The incomparably thick cowhide of the werewolf was easily pierced through like tofu, as the rapier tip pierced through the werewolf's back. Yet at this moment, Sheyan who was spectating from afar suddenly spoke out.
"Since the map has been exhausted, it's naturally time for the dagger to reveal itself."
Just as he finished speaking, the werewolf let out a mournful howl of pain, blood spurting out from the corner of its mouth. It abruptly raised its claws to claw at its opponent, but that person had already rolled away with incomparable agility. His features were delicate and pretty, but his lips were tightly pursed. It was Will Turner. Governor Swann had adopted him and raised him to adulthood. Governor Swann's daughter was his childhood sweetheart, and the object of his fantasies when he was masturbating. Whether it was for public or private reasons, Will Turner would naturally step forward bravely at this moment.
Most crucially, his swordsmanship was exceedingly formidable, even comparable to the main character Jack Sparrow!
Although it was only an ordinary rapier, in Will Turner's hands, it was as nimble as a snake. The werewolf's claw swiped at empty air. Will Turner spun around and stabbed the rapier into the werewolf's armpit. He pulled out the rapier and a stream of blood immediately spurted out from the hole, spraying out nearly two meters away.
The werewolf howled in agony! His eyes were filled with fear and pain.
"Freak, repent for your sins." Will Turner coldly declared.
Yet at this moment, a feeble shriek drifted out from the billowing smoke of the venue. The venue was originally extremely noisy, and after the massive explosion, everyone's ears were buzzing. Miserable shrieks, shouts and commands echoed incessantly. Hence, if one didn't pay attention to this feeble shriek, it would've been easily forgotten.
Yet after this shriek resounded, at least three people's expressions changed. Amongst the three men, two of them held pivotal positions, while the remaining one was a relatively important character in this world.
Their names were respectively Norrington, Governor Swann and Will Turner!
There was only one possibility for a shriek that could cause all three of them to simultaneously change their expressions.
That was the woman whom all three men deeply loved! Miss Elizabeth Swann!!!
The contestant who devised this scheme was obviously extremely meticulous.
First, he used random gunfire to force the marines into a bunker. Then, he detonated the pre-buried explosives, causing terrifying damage and chaos. Following that, the werewolf pounced out, attracting the attention of the few enemies who were still able to maintain a clear head. Finally, he borrowed the cover of the smoke to quietly abduct the true target – Elizabeth Swann.
His plan was intertwined, and every step was carefully calculated. If not for Elizabeth Swann's shriek, they would've had to wait till the end of the battle before discovering the grievous news of Port Royal's number one socialite's disappearance.
After hearing Elizabeth's shriek, Will Turner's eyes turned red. Swish swish swish! He consecutively thrusted out thrice with his sword. Instead, the werewolf seemed to be aware of his prowess, and withstood two stabs before swiftly retreating. His speed wasn't slow, and with a few leaps, he plunged into a clump of smoke, before fleeing. Although the werewolf's physique was strangely massive, he could still revert back to his human form at any time. Naturally, he could smoothly conceal himself within the chaos and flee.
When Elizabeth screamed, she was already abducted into a carriage. At this moment, Norrington and Will Turner frantically pursued. Especially Commodore Norrington, who carried an unhurried elegance as he threaded through the midst of the enemies. In a blink of an eye, he had closed in on the carriage.
Although he was still a dozen metres away from the carriage, one could observe a white glow condensing on his sword. Then, with a flick of his sword, a white glowing sphere spun towards the carriage.
From the luster of that glowing sphere and the sacred sensation it carried, one could basically determine that Norrington was a devout Christian. That glowing sphere appeared extremely similar to the Holy Light Sphere of the church.
Yet at this moment, a figure scuttled out from a nearby house! Compared to the imposing might of the werewolf, this figure appeared completely soundless, like a ghost!
Norrington's white glowing sphere was intercepted midway. Intercepting the glowing sphere was a palm wearing a scarlet glove! When the holy glowing sphere struck against the palm, the palm seemingly casually squeezed, causing the glowing sphere to dissipate into specks of light. However, Sheyan also noticed a wisp of green smoke rising from the center of the palm.
The tall and thin figure was dressed in a black robe. His appearance was that of a very ordinary middle-aged man. His hair was sparse, and although his appearance was not too old, there were too many wrinkles on his face that made him look old.
Facing the sprinting Norrington, the left sleeve of this lanky figure was originally dragging long. But in a flash, it was torn apart, and the rumbling of a motorcycle engine could be heard. Unexpectedly, a signature weapon was revealed – a chainsaw!
The chainsaw's sawtooth glowed with a scarlet hue, and even the rust on its surface was speckled with maroon. Amidst its violent revolutions, the chainsaw chopped towards Norrington ferociously. If it struck, it would undoubtedly cleave Norrington into two halves!
The chainsaw revolved at high speeds, releasing a sharp ear piercing screech in the air. It seemed to carry a powerful suction force that prevented one from evading. Although the contestants were separated by dozens of metres, they could still see the surrounding light objects like paper, plastic bags and other items being blown into the air by the wind, before being sucked into the glowing chainsaw blade. Instantly, they were pulverized into powder that filled the air!
Facing such a situation, Norrington expressionlessly raised his cutlass to block. Amidst the ear piercing metallic scraping sounds, sparks sprayed out 2-3 metres high! As the chainsaw clashed with the cutlass, it released an exceedingly violent vibration, as the cutlass was forcefully deflected away.
Yet at this moment, the distant Sheyan simultaneously realized that controlling such a formidable chainsaw wasn't an easy task. He also noticed that the hands of that tall and skinny black robed man were trembling violently. His strength was evidently stuck at the bottleneck of wielding this weapon, and it was rather strenuous for him to wield it. He had to channel all his strength into his hands to maintain the stability of the chainsaw.
Yet at this moment, Norrington abruptly released his cutlass! The weapon was instantly tossed up into the sky, while the pressure on the chainsaw lessened. Then, it smashed down heavily towards Norrington. Instead, Norrington slightly tilted his body, as his right leg ferociously kicked out against the tall and skinny black robed man's knee.
Evidently, this black robed man had concentrated his strength into maintaining the stability of the chainsaw! Therefore, the other aspects of defense would definitely be weaker. This logic sounded simple, but Sheyan had discovered it as a calm and composed spectator. Instead, Norrington had discovered it amidst the intense battle!
The disparity between the two was obvious!
This was also the reason why Norrington was able to become a Brigadier General at such a young age. His intuition was able to predict his foe's weak points, and he could directly strike down his foe in a spurt of energy!
That contestant released a mournful shriek, as his knee joint was actually bent at an obtuse angle by Norrington's kick. Evidently, that kick contained his full strength. Burning with anxiety, Norrington no longer cared about maintaining his gentlemanly demeanor, and no longer held back.
Even a contestant wouldn't be able to withstand a crippled knee joint, as he directly lost his balance and collapsed to the ground. The chainsaw directly hacked into the ground, as it released ear-piercing noises. Dust and dirt filled the air, as dirt was flung 7-8 metres away! Directly sawing out a deep crevice on the glossy stone slab of the conferment plaza.
Although Norrington's strike appeared casual, Sheyan and the rest frowned. After abandoning his cutlass, Norrington's previous kick was executed with a grasp of timing and strength that had reached the pinnacle of perfection!
At present, they could tell that the prowess of this newly promoted Brigadier General was absolutely out of the ordinary. Even on land, only official Growth-hunters could contend against him. With a raise of his hand, he could easily cripple an ordinary contestant! (To be continued. If you like this work, I welcome you to cast your recommendation votes or monthly votes at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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