As she spoke, Marensa took a step forward, but she was stunned to hear the sound of "stepping", and then saw a crossbow bolt with a silver light on the wall not far away, flying towards her.

"Trapped?"

Marensa turned her head to dodge the bolt, but one foot accidentally stepped on an inconspicuous floor on the ground, and only a slight "bang" sound was heard, followed by a dense sound of gears.

"It's ......"

In an instant, she heard countless "stomping!" sounds in her ears, and the world in front of her suddenly became a little dazzling, because she saw a large number of crossbow arrows shooting towards her.

"Stone!"

"Good!"

Stone answered, and his figure changed suddenly, turning into a huge shield in front of Marenza.

"Bell, bell!"

The bolts stabbed into the shield Stone had turned into, and all of them pierced through the shield, but they couldn't move any further, and they all got stuck in the shield.

"Serial traps. It seems that they have been prepared for it. Marensa said, looking around. With just a slight sweep, he took in the bows and crossbows arranged in all corners of this room.

There are more than 300 crossbows in total, and more than half of the crossbow strings still have unfired crossbow arrows.

"Tsk......" With a snap of her tongue, Marensa couldn't help but complain, "Is this your hospitality?"

She was not talking to herself, but to a figure that suddenly flashed in the smoke, and at the same time the bow and arrow in her hand were suddenly full, and in an instant the arrow came out of the string and shot at the figure.

"Bell—"

The sound of iron and gold.

The arrow splashed some sparks in the air and landed on the ground.

"The so-called hospitality, the first to get is the guest. But obviously, ma'am...... You're not a guest. Even, in my opinion, a person like you, who casually trespasses into someone else's territory, can even be said to be a robber. ”

It was a feminine voice, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, but one thing was for sure that his body was very good, and he could even dodge his own arrows, and his speed was completely comparable to his own.

"You're very articulate. ”

Marinza smiled, carrying her bow and arrows upside down, not letting go, not showing any intention of being vigilant. Her eyes searched for the ghostly figure.

Couldn't find it at all.

Even though the smoke was gone, he couldn't see where the figure was.

"This is a bit bad...... "Marensa muttered quietly, "Stone, can you smell the enemy?"

Stone didn't answer, and Marensa was a little puzzled, so she asked again, "Stone, can you sense the enemy?"

After asking, she looked at Stone, only to find that Stone was now a puddle of rotten meat. If it weren't for the fact that Marensa could still feel Stone's breathing, and the faint sound of his heartbeat, Marensa would have thought Stone was dead.

"What's going on......"

Immediately, Marentha understood what was going on, for she saw a crossbow on the ground with a pale green liquid on it—poison!

"It seems that you are still a master of using poison. ”

Marentha spoke up. It's not because she wants to praise her opponent, but because she wants to draw out the opponent's form by talking to him, so that she can see where his position is. But it is clear that the opponent is very sophisticated and not deceived.

Just as she was standing there at a loss, she suddenly heard the sound of the trigger ringing in her ears.

"Bell—"

The trigger was pulled, followed not by the explosion of gunpowder—not gunshots, but the sound of crossbow bolts.

"Sting!"

Marensa had dodged the moment she heard the trigger pull, but the next moment her left shoulder had been cut by a sharp crossbow bolt.

Blood is dripping and flesh blooms. She covered her wound with her hand, bit her lip, and glared at the person behind her.

But when she looked back, what she saw and heard in her eyes was nothing. Except for the cold stone bricks and the cold air, not to mention people, even the crossbow that attacked him just now disappeared.

"It's ......"

"Bell, bell, bell......"

The sound of crossbows being pulled on the trigger was repeated one after another, and the hundreds of crossbows hanging in various corners did not fire at the same time, which gave Marensa enough time to make a response.

While dodging, she observed the moment these crossbow machines were activated, and gradually she discovered the pattern. Crossbow machines fire crossbow arrows from left to right.

But the problem came because she didn't see anyone pulling the trigger of the crossbow machine. That is to say...... The crossbow machines were activated by mechanisms?, Marisa guessed, searching for triggers such as threads.

But the light in this room was too dim, and she couldn't clearly see if there were any triggers hidden in this room.

At that moment, she suddenly felt a hurricane behind her.

Suddenly dodged, and in the next moment, Marensa saw a tall and very thin man in the process of dodging. The hurricane was produced by the clothes he waved in his hands. But the question arises again, why is he waving his clothes? Could it be, just to scare himself off?

Just wondering, Marensha felt a cold and clammy breath in the air.

"It's ......"

"Tick" a drop of sweet liquid landed on the tip of her tongue. It was just such a drop, but she was stunned and felt that her entire mouth was paralyzed at this moment—poison!

The man waved his clothes, it turned out that it was just for a large-scale poisoning!

Marensha hurriedly covered her mouth and nose, and at the same time, the bow and arrow in her other hand were thrown on the ground at random, and a seal was pinched out of her hand, and her mind moved slightly, and a hurricane formed in front of her, which stopped the poisonous mist in front of her at once.

"Cut, you're not slow to react. ”

The man didn't hide anymore, he seemed to have absolute confidence, thinking that Marentha, who had inhaled a little bit of the poison he had configured, would lose her combat effectiveness, even her ability to think and act like Stone, because of the poisoning.

Marentha spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, looked at the man with a look of disgust, and said, "What you made is really unpalatable." ”

"Of course it's unpalatable. The man smiled contemptuously, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "This is a poison that kills people, and it is not candy for you." ”。

"But thank you for your hospitality, and in return I will treat you to what I have carefully concocted. ”

Marentha stood up, her face slightly tilted to look at the man in front of her. She's a lot taller, so she's a lot shorter than men.

Remember that I have a permanent address for a bronze tripod