Chapter Eighty-Nine: Fierce Battle! War Chess Game (2)
"What a great opportunity." Whisper looked at the two sides of the killing red-eyed, smiled slyly, and took the opportunity to get directly into the Black Tower.
The furnishings in the tower are rudimentary, with only a circle of stairs to the top of the tower, and when you walk up the stairs, you will see a cannon that can be turned at will.
"It's really a lazy setting." Whispering muttered to herself, and remembered Hongzi's bad appearance in the lounge. She dared to assert that the designer of this chess game was certainly not Hongzi.
Time was too tight for her to think about it. Whisper walked over to the salute, aimed the muzzle at the clear light on the lake, and then pressed the switch directly.
With a faint sound, a thin beam of light came out directly from the muzzle of the cannon, and was thrown at Qingyan's big shield, and then passed through the shield surface and directly attacked Qingyan.
Before Qing Yan could react, his whole body turned into a burst of white light. After a moment's moment, he appeared in the White base, staring at Zhang Ling, who was left behind.
"It's fast." Du Yin Mountain complained.
Didn't you say that Qing Yan could delay the enemy for a long time, how could he come back after only a dozen rounds.
However, if Whisper heard Du Yinshan's complaint, he would definitely say, "Fortunately, Qingyan is not a man, otherwise it would hurt my self-esteem." ”
As soon as the cannon is fired, the muzzle is automatically locked. Near the console, a few large words appeared: 'Charge Time: Four Turns.' ’
"I knew it wasn't that simple." Whispering and sighing, he threw down the cannon, jumped directly off the tower with one hand, and then turned around with his strength and kicked out Guan Yue, who was in a stalemate with Shuangye.
"Act as planned." The whisper suppressed Shuangye's pursuit, and at the same time glanced at Baili with a warning meaning.
Shuangye glared fiercely. But Whisper suppressed it in the name of Douke, and she couldn't say anything, so she could only turn around and run to the warehouse to take out the loot.
Baili also froze for a moment when he made eye contact with Whisper.
Shuangye, who didn't directly look at Whisper, didn't see the coldness in Whisper's eyes piercing the bone marrow, like an object with no emotion at all, and suddenly pulled Baili back from a semi-crazy state.
Baili frowned and suppressed the raging intent in his heart, and turned over and entered the tower.
didn't care what Shuangye and Baili were doing, and Whisper directly chased into Guan Yue's battle range instead of Shuangye. She took out her pistol from her waist, and Guan Yue's attack trajectory appeared in her eyes, and then used the inside of the pistol to jam Guan Yue's long sword swinging at a clever angle.
Before Guan Yue realized what Whisper wanted to do, Whisper pressed the muzzle of the gun before he put away his sword. Hold on to his blade. Then the slender thighs were raised, and a side kick kissed Guan Yue's cheek.
Guan Yue is also worthy of being an ancient warrior, and her combat quality is naturally needless to say. Seeing that the situation was no longer possible, he turned his long sword directly. Let the whisper's movements appear a little unstable. His eyes darkened. recalled the fragment of Fengbei's battle with Whisper in the second level. directly learned that Fengbei did not retreat but advanced, and broke into the inner circle of whispering.
Generally speaking, for people with guns as weapons, the best attack distance must be medium-range. The second is also medium and near, but if the opponent breaks into his inner circle, it will be difficult to deal with. On the one hand, because ranged weapons are limited in close combat, and on the other hand, because weapon styling issues are not suitable for contact combat.
Seeing Guan Yue's response, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. Not that he was surprised by his response, but that he was surprised by the timing that Guan Yue was looking for. Is this a coincidence?
As soon as her slender waist was twisted, her right leg that had already touched Guan Yue was the axis, and her left leg also turned over from the other side, and it was about to be cut on Guan Yue's neck.
Guan Yue slammed the long sword to the ground, and even the whispering pistol did not burst out. The borrowing point of her own whispering is on Guan Yue's sword blade and right leg, and Guan Yue's area directly unloads most of her strength, making her lose her balance all of a sudden. There was no way, Whisper could only do a somersault and retreat into the distance.
"Ahem." As soon as Whisper landed, she gasped rapidly, and it was obvious that these few close-quarters attacks had consumed too much of her strength.
Guan Yue also touched his neck with palpitations, fortunately he didn't let the whisper's move take shape, otherwise he would have been bound to win the whisper, and this time it would definitely break his neck. "Anyway, I also eat with my face, so you can't be merciful."
"When did you enter the door?" The whisper was amazed, and she dared to conclude that Guan Yue's two blows were definitely not accidental. She thought that Baili was the only guy who broke through in battle, but she didn't expect Guan Yue's potential to be amazing.
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Shuangye had to give up Guan Yue and hurried towards the warehouse, and Zhang Ling arrived at the warehouse with her. The two of them just happened to take a photo when they went in and out.
Shuangye directly gave up the attack, took out a loot and retreated.
Zhang Ling's face was paralyzed and glanced in Lu Yi's direction, why didn't Lu Yi use the tower to repel Shuangye? And pushing it forward, there was a moment when Baili was also within Lu Yi's attack range, but Lu Yi did not react. Was he delayed by anyone?
However, she didn't care about anything herself, and took out the loot according to Fengbei's explanation and withdrew.
Just after getting out of Lu Yi's attack range, Bai Xuan's cute and cute figure stopped in front of Zhang Ling's retreat. "Sister Zhang Ling, would you like to play with Xuan'er for a while?"
Bai Xuan's eyes were a little mischievous and playful, facing Zhang Ling's bottomless eyes. Zhang Ling looked at her silently and spit out a word for a while.
"Okay."
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Seeing that the dust had settled on the other side, Dou Ke withdrew from Lu Yi's attack range, leaving Lu Yi alone in confusion.
The pressure that Douko brought to him was not as simple as it seemed.
In the maze of the third level, Lu Yi, Lu Jia and their teammates entered a difficult level at the same time as Dou Ke. Originally, it was a stable win for them, but Douke used his absolute IQ to crush them, and for the first time let them deeply understand the meaning of the word 'dominator'. Even if Douko didn't fight, they had to cooperate with him to knock out the other enemies.
It can be said that under absolute oppression, both Lu Jia and Lu B have lost the will to be enemies of Douke, and have made a rebellion that they themselves are ashamed of.
And at some point, oppression and obedience can become habitual as well.
What happened before was vividly remembered, and Lu Yi clenched his fists tightly and slammed the tower hard. Confused, his mind was full of Douko's words, and he forgot to pay attention to the towers and warehouses of the Black side that were fighting fiercely.
When he finally sorted out his thoughts and reacted, he happened to see that Whisper had led Guan Yue away, and Zhang Ling and Shuangye had taken the loot and entered the return journey.
"Damn." Could it really be that Dou Ke said that Fengbei's plans were all made under his arrangement?
Lu Yi bit his tongue fiercely and forced himself to calm down. He aimed his cannon again in the direction of the spring.
It's just that, just like the arrangement of Fengbei and Dou Ke, some things have already been decided when Lu Yi didn't attack Dou Ke at the first time.
Dou Ke withdrew from Lu Yi's attack range, and just as Lu Jia activated his ability, he and Dou Ke switched positions.
"Just right." Douke pushed the glasses off his face, a triumphant smile on his lips. (To be continued.) )