Chapter Forty-Seven: The Chaotic War (Part II)
Boom!
Seeing that Moti was invincible, he took advantage of the hammer to weaken slightly, Ling Qi came out of the crowd and slashed at an assassin's dagger!
Eighty percent of the strength was completely blocked by this guy, and Ling Qi couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
He reacted extremely quickly, almost in a moment of stunnedness, he raised his sword and stabbed again.
There is also a difference between strength and weakness between the same group, and the assassin in front of him is much more powerful than the one just now.
The red-robed assassin looked up, his eyes showing a hint of deceit.
Ling Qi suddenly sensed a chill, this was a warning from high perception, this person had a ghost!
He was about to withdraw, holding the short bow on his back with one hand, the assassin was exhausted, the dagger was not seen, and another dagger slashed out from the diagonal with a clatter, and Antoreel had been gathering momentum for a long time!
Porphyry!
The girl is not a two-sword warrior like Ling Qi, even if she hides her strength, she is not an ordinary small character can compete.
The dagger was firmly nailed to the assassin's body, and a fountain of blood spurted. Another steel arrow struck almost at the same time, hitting the assassin's right eye with precision, and piercing through his head!
Ling Qi's heart was relieved, and then he realized that he was no longer fighting alone, and there were two bodyguards behind him!
His meddling was like some kind of signal, and Leo, who was originally ready to shoot, immediately became active!
When Antorel saw the blood on his hands, he immediately couldn't hold back the killing intent in his heart, and quietly stuck behind another assassin!
Backstab!
This came and went, and the four people who besieged Moti immediately went halfway!
Ling Qi hurried over to the assassin's corpse and leaned over to pick up a gray scroll that exposed his cuffs, which was probably what alerted him.
With a slight pause, as if listening to something, Ling Qi retreated directly in front of Leo and threw this valuable magic scroll to the other party.
It's not just about buying people's hearts, it's true that this thing is more suitable for remote professionals.
Leo was stunned for a moment, he didn't have a mysterious sound prompt prop, but out of trust in Ling Qi, he still gladly accepted the kindness.
Without looking at the corpse anymore, Ling Qi simply stayed where he was, adjusting his breathing.
Antorell killed two people in a row, and his heart suddenly palpitated, which felt like he was being targeted by a natural enemy.
She turned her head sharply and saw that it was the open window on the third floor of the east house, and there was nothing in it.
Only Ling Qi noticed her abnormality, and immediately motioned for the ugly-looking Antorell to return to him, and before he could ask, the girl shook her head at him.
Ling Qi's heart lake was slightly rippling, Antorel's strength he knew better than anyone else, he could make her lose her temper, and she couldn't even find the source afterwards-
The three of them formed a formation here, and Moti, who was not far away, also breathed a sigh of relief after receiving support!
In less than ten breaths, the giant man showed a hint of fatigue.
Although Moti's physical strength is far inferior to his own strength, it will not wilt in less than half a minute, and he is not a berserker.
Ling Qi looked at it and saw that the blood flowing from those tiny wounds on his body was actually dark green!
"Poison!"
Ling Qi's face changed suddenly.
Poisons in this world are not included in orthodox alchemy, and the price of poisons is not comparable to potions, but this does not mean that indigenous poisons are useless.
Poisons don't need to be blended with magic, just like regular potions, just grind the herb recipe in the right way.
As for some toxins that have magical damage, such as frost oil, they are the raw materials used for enchantment, not poisons to be exact.
Traditional poisons have little effect on certain specially trained people, such as the Blade Guards, such as the Imperial Dragoons.
However, when it is used on ordinary people, unless the target has an abnormal constitution, or has a talent such as toxin immunity, one poison is accurate.
Abnormal physique, this standard is very difficult to determine, and Moti can also be regarded as supernormal physique, but he still won the bid. Of course, generally speaking, the higher the physique, the stronger the poison resistance, which is undoubtedly unquestionable, and Moti's situation is obviously not in line with common sense.
As for toxin immunity and toxin resistance, this kind of talent is quite common among the wurmians.
It is precisely for this reason that although there are many kinds of poisons in this world, their depth of research is far less than that of other worlds.
No matter how poisonous it is, the poison does not pour a toxin immunity. Instead of quenching the poison for the weapon, it is better to find someone to enchant it, even if it is simply rubbed with frost and oil, the power of the weapon can be greatly increased.
The most enemies Ling Qi encountered before were red-clothed assassins, all summoning weapons. Those summoning equipment, which are generated by imitation demon products, are born with all kinds of negative states, and there is no need to quench poison at all.
This made him subconsciously ignore this method!
Now, no matter why Morty's resistance to poison is so low, just looking at the pale appearance of his face, it is not difficult to imagine the domineering effect of this poison.
No poison can have an instant effect on monsters with a constitution twice as large as ordinary people, and these red-clothed assassins have already resorted to these methods.
The situation took a turn for the worse because of Moti's anomaly.
Antorel is in a different state, and it is inconvenient to shoot for the time being.
Karakan can withstand one person, and her opponent doesn't know what kind of talent or skill has exploded, and actually divides two afterimages from her body, and one person and three points crush the female Nord warrior to the death.
Moti slammed the ground with a hammer, his lips gradually turned blue, and the remnant was still there, and he could only barely confront the last man.
The man sneered on his face, not in a hurry to attack at all, but was wary of Ling Qi and the others, holding a green flying knife in his hand, as if he was making a silent threat.
Of course Ling Qi wouldn't wait stupidly, the poisonous dart of bullshit, the consternation that flashed on that person's face after confirming that Moti had been poisoned couldn't hide him from watching calmly.
He glanced at Antorell slightly, motioning for her not to make a move yet.
With a bang, two iron arrows burst out of the air, one shooting at Kara's opponent and the other directly at the person in front of Moti!
With the momentum of the arrow, Ling Qi drew his sword and went up again, and his movements were a little faster.
Although he has not yet burst out of the power of the fishy wind, he has already maximized the grace of the wind and exerted ten percent of his strength!
Clang!
The red-clothed assassin slashed the iron arrow, and he couldn't help but move, he clearly underestimated the power of the arrow.
At the same time, Ling Qi had already come to his side!
At this time, seeing that the "outsiders" were threatening again and again, several natives who were originally restrained by death broke out together as if they had agreed!
The old man who stopped everyone just now, his thin body was visibly swollen with the naked eye, the muscles on his shriveled torso were coiled, and the big tendons were beating vigorously, as if he was dozens of years younger in an instant.
Hey, it's a turtle immortal possession!
Ling Qi saw this scene in the distance and couldn't help complaining.
The three red, one black and four were entangled at first, and there were shadows of fighting each other, and they immediately attacked the old man like flies that smelled fishy!
However, the old man, who was two feet tall and became even more vigorous than Moti, roared angrily, and the firewood knife in his hand suddenly danced into a ball of gray light, and the overflowing wind actually crushed the strong grass a few meters away and fell to the ground!
He's not Moti, he can't stay in this inhuman state all the time, but he knows how to fight better than Moti!
If Morty is compared to a big stupid bear, this old man is a fierce tiger, a man-eating beast!
Porphy! Porphy!
Hearing only a few muffled sounds, the four besiegers all fell out, three of them had a bloody hole in their chests, and the worst was the black-robed mystery guest, who was actually cut in half!
Boom!
Something surprising happened, the two black-robed corpses that fell to the ground exploded like water balloons, turning into a puff of white smoke, and finally only a large area of blood was left.
There was no time to observe this change, and Ling Qi's hand, which was distracted, suddenly slowed down, and he was almost stabbed by the flying knife raised by his opponent!
Even if he was sure that the poison didn't look powerful, Ling Qi wouldn't defy the law.
Trying his best to avoid the hidden weapon, Ling Qihou's heart was cold, only to feel a fierce gaze staring at him! This is the reason why he is in danger!
Under the precise restraint of the iron arrow, I took the time to look, wasn't it just the burly old man who was panting after the madness!
Damn the crumbs!
Ling Qi scolded angrily in his heart, the performance of several of his own people already showed the camp tendency, but this old man still wanted to trap himself!
The old man's eyes showed obvious hostility, his face was full of hideousness, and the killing intent was boiling, it seemed that this explosive skill had a certain negative impact on his sanity.
Although it is tempting to rush over and kill him, in this case, it is obviously inappropriate to hold the other party accountable.
"Wait!"
With a move to force the enemy in front of him to retreat, Ling Qi stepped back slightly, and directly called Antorill who was sneering and trying to pounce on the old dog to kill him, and then he said loudly:
"On the orders of His Majesty, I am here to escort the Emperor's Talisman!"
As soon as these words came out, the battle on the field was quiet, and then the hostility from all sides was surging, and Ling Qi's vest was already breaking out in a large cold sweat.
Antorell scanned all directions, full of killing intent, and the wood elf lowered his head, and was about to explode the strongest skill, the heart eye.
Ling Qi immediately recognized that this was the magic scroll he had thrown to Leo earlier, because there was an identical torn scroll falling under the man's feet!