Chapter 122: Cautious Heightened
The Dark Elves believe in the god of darkness, so even in the realm of alchemy, which is very close to science, they still have a strong theological color.
A few years ago, when Elder Sharpen of the Congress inspected the Alchemy Society, he specifically instructed that the dolls we produce must also be linked to the gods.
As a result, there is a miniature version of the puppet that imitates the underground giant Goliath.
In another research group working on defensive dolls, they developed an extreme defensive puppet.
This puppet is very sturdy, with 360 degrees of defense and no dead ends, which is enough to cancel out most of the damage.
His code name is: Cautious Dignified.
"Eat the old man's punch!" , Hans roared, **'s right arm, clenched into a fist, accompanied by the whirring wind, attacked the opponent.
"Bang!" , The fierce aura collided, and a golden light rippled, but the opposite side did not move at all.
"Whew!" Old Hans gasped for breath, leaned over, supported his thighs with his hands, and sweated profusely.
"What, that's all that strength?" , the opponent on the opposite side said jokingly.
This man is nine feet tall and tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, holding a huge shield in his left hand and a machete in his right hand, standing like a small mountain.
In the past two hours, Hans had tried his best, but he could not shake his majestic body in the slightest.
In his words, this guy has just practiced the golden bell jar and dominated the whole process.
Yang Jian on the side frowned, thinking hard about countermeasures.
"This guy must have a flaw", Yang Jian sniffed, "If ordinary physical damage doesn't work for him."
His eyes lit up, "Then use unconventional means."
After a few moments, a new contestant came to the stage, and it was Berserker Bob.
Unlike in the past, his ghost hand seal lock was lifted, revealing a swarthy appearance.
"Yo he", he sneered disdainfully, "another ant has come to tickle me".
When Bob heard this, he didn't care, and he stepped forward as the ghost hand began to build up.
When he walked two meters away from him, he had already prepared a defensive position, waiting for Bob to attack.
However, the expected stormy attack didn't come, and Bob reached forward with his ghost hand.
A gasp of wind began to rage in the ghost's hand, and he felt his whole body move in the direction of the ghost's hand.
The blood qi in his whole body also seemed to be uncontrollable, and he was pulled to the side of his body.
"What's going on?!" , Ding Gao suddenly had an inexplicable panic.
Immediately after that, Ding Gao's body was attached to the ghost hand, and he suddenly felt that the blood and qi in his whole body were like a river bursting the embankment, surging wildly.
At this moment, it was as if the whole body and mind had been sucked into the whirlpool, and a feeling of powerlessness and paleness came over me.
The next moment, the vortex suddenly stopped, turning into a cannon hole.
"Bang!" , Ding Gao felt that the blood in his whole body turned into cannonballs and shot out.
There was a blur of flesh and blood in front of him, and Ding Gao's absolute defense did not play any role at this moment.
He flew a few feet and fell to the ground, unable to move.
At the last moment, he saw the berserker's blue-purple, thunderbolt-like ghost slash.