Chapter 2170: Exploring the Trail of Sha Lan (8)

"What, why, how?!" Bediwell's three questions, full of doubt, represented his surprised mood at the moment.

"Oh!" and he snorted, finally figured it out. No wonder the speed of those rolling balls is so fast, it turns out that they were enchanted on the basis of iron balls. And because these magic pine resin were originally used to apply to enchanted weapons, the moment the weapon was impacted, the magic power on the pine resin was activated, producing a temporary enchantment effect. Therefore, it is only natural that these mixtures of frozen pine resin and medical gel are crushed by the enchanted rolling ball, and the magic of frozen pine resin is instantly activated.

"Hold on!" Nat shouted as he stepped up and held his hands against the frozen balls, "just use these as cover until the last moment!"

So Bediwell understood again. It's no wonder that this guy Nat said that he wanted to work with Bediwell to get through the storm. If Nat was to hold on alone, it was estimated that he would not be able to resist the impact of the other boules from all directions, and the three frozen boules would soon become loose under the violent impact of the other boules, and they would be released from the frozen blockade. Only when Beddiville and Nat push in three directions at the same time can they use these three rolling balls as cover and resist until the end!

"Okay. After getting a rough idea of Nat's plan, the werewolf youth tore a strip of cloth from his clothes and wrapped it around his right palm, spread his arms outstretched, and pushed two of the balls. His left arm was originally a prosthetic made of Mithril, so he was not afraid of the erosion of freezing. However, his right palm was still sore, frozen by the cold from the metal ball. He winked at Nat, the musketeer, and muttered, "This damn plan had better work, or ------"

Before Bediwell could finish his sentence, the rolling balls that were smashing all over the bunker outside the bunker had already slammed into the bunker of three frozen boules countless times. The situation outside is very bad, the surrounding rolling balls have accelerated to a speed that cannot be caught up with the naked eye, and it is difficult for even Bediwell, who uses [Spell --- Heart Racing], to dodge the rolling balls at this speed!

There are two minutes left. Dozens of boules were crashing wildly outside, and many bounty hunters had already been tricked and flew outside the barrier. There were less than twenty people left in the venue.

"Uh-huh. Eric, the strategist floating in mid-air, could watch without pressure. It seems that the two-person "shield array" on Bediwell's side can hold up for a while, while several bounty hunters on the other side of the test are following Bediwell's and Nat's actions, using frozen boulette balls as shields to resist the impact of other bouncing balls. However, there are less than three groups of people who can cooperate well, and the others only rely on a wall composed of one or two rolling balls to defend, and the protective surface is not complete, and there is no way to resist the rolling balls that collide from both sides. In addition, the resistance is not enough, and the frozen ball can easily be knocked away by other balls moving at high speed.

As a result, those who wanted to go it alone quickly failed, either because the protective surface was not large enough and were taken advantage of by the boulette ball from the side, or they were knocked away by the high-speed boulette ball and the wall. With the screams of those stupid people, three more people were disqualified.

There is only one minute left in the clock. I don't know if it was deliberately done by the employer, or if it was some kind of prank, but more boules poured out of the dark groove in the room, and there were more than thirty boules on the test field, and each boulette ball was flying back and forth at a frightening speed, and the intensity was unimaginable. No wonder the employer distributes this sturdy body armor to the hunters who participated in the test, without which if they were hit by a ball in the chest or back, they would probably have to crush their ribs and spine!

The shield wall of three more bocce balls began to crackle, which was actually the sound of ice breaking. Although the medical gel itself is very flexible (it can be used as a bandage directly after it is coagulated), it will still become brittle when frozen. In addition, dozens of iron balls were hitting each other repeatedly, and the force of the impact was too strong for even the werewolf Bediwell and the musketeer Nat to completely resist. The ice shattered and the shield wall crumbled, and it was only a matter of time. In the midst of this ferocious rolling ball array, can the shield wall really survive this last minute?!

"Hmm!" the werewolf youth knew that he couldn't do something about it, so he freed his right hand and shouted to Nat at the same time, "Hold on to the ball in the middle, I'll do something!"

"What do you do?how do you do it?!"

"That's it!" Bediwell pulled out the spell fire and threw something out of the shield wall. The thrown thing crosses the shield wall in a high parabola, lands on the ground in front of the shield wall, and then splatters and becomes a puddle. That thing, of course, was the spell tar that Bedivill had used before.

"I see. Eric snorted.

In this situation, spell tars were of little use, and it was impossible for them to stop the bocce balls that were striking. But the werewolf youth could still set up a formation outside the shield wall, and let the viscous tar in that place slow down the rolling balls a little. The effect is still quite obvious, the force of the rolling balls hitting the shield wall has become significantly smaller, they first crushed on the tar floor to slow down, and then when they hit the shield wall, the force is already the end of the crossbow!

Bediwell threw three tar bombs in a row, making the entire circle of ground outside the shield wall sticky, which he thought would be foolproof. And there are only 30 seconds left in the test time, and if you survive these 30 seconds, you will be considered to have passed the test!

However, he was still too naïve, and the last few tens of seconds were the most dangerous, those rolling balls gained huge kinetic energy on the enchantment outside the test field, and they had become as fast as cannonballs, powerful and not to be underestimated! Three rolling balls easily crossed the delay of the tar array, and there was also a huge kinetic energy that crashed into the shield array built by Bedeville and Nat in one fell swoop, knocking all three frozen rolling balls apart!

Like bowling, both the human and the boccaneous balls flew out in this amazing impact. For the time being, the ball didn't hit Bediwell, but the werewolf youth also crashed into the barrier behind him and bounced back, dizzy from the two strong impacts before and after!

"The ball is coming at you, run away!" the werewolf youth who landed on the ground seemed to hear someone's call, it should be the musketeer Nat calling him.

But Bediwell couldn't move. Every time he uses a spell, there is a price, such as using a spell tar bomb to remove the oil and iron from his body. He felt very weak for a moment, although this weakness was at least momentary, but it was very deadly!

It's too late to hide. The werewolf youth looked up just in time to see a rolling ball coming towards him, so fast that he couldn't avoid it with Bedeville's footsteps. Block with your hands and kick away with your feet, and you will probably fail, and your hands and feet will be broken off by the impact of a rolling ball at this speed!

The only way to get hit by a bocce ball in such a situation without being seriously injured is to keep your chest up and use the body armor on your body to block. Although this will inevitably lead to the loss of the qualification to participate in the commission, there is no way to do it.

So, ------

When Beddivi stood up and was about to use his chest to hit the ball, there was a sudden thud, and something fell from the sky, just pressing on the iron ball. The huge impact force pressed the iron ball into the floor, and the iron ball that was about to hit Bediwell's body suddenly sank more than half into the floor, and it couldn't roll anymore!

"I've been pretending to be handsome for so long, and it didn't turn out that I was going to save the scene. Eric the Strategist stood on top of the ball and said with a smug expression.

"Uh, thanks. Bediwell didn't know how to respond for a while.

"Don't thank me, I'm just going to pay you back the favor I owed you yesterday. Eric snorted coldly.

It was at this time that the whistle sounded in the venue, and the test seemed to be over. The rolling ball, which was about to crash into everyone, was suddenly stopped by some mysterious force. It should be said that they were attracted by some kind of strong electromagnetic force, so they stopped in place and did not continue to roll.

The surrounding enchantment also disappeared, and the big man in the black suit burst into applause outside the test venue: "Wonderful, so exciting!"

"Bastard, he's still in the mood to watch a play and say [wonderful]...... Bediwell muttered under his breath.

"Anyway, wouldn't it be nice to pass the test? In this way, the reward will be settled. Eric looked nonchalant, as if his purpose was not to be rewarded at all, but something else.

This guy must know something. I knew it, but I deliberately didn't say it. Perhaps he knew the true identity of the employer entrusted this time?

"I hope there isn't a third test. Nat, the musketeer who had been knocked away, got up from the ground and looked around. The results of the second test were truly disastrous, and there were less than ten bounty hunters left, except for Bediwell, Nat and Eric. If there are other tests, it is estimated that the remaining number will be screened into single digits.

"Don't worry about that. While directing the medical personnel to help the challengers who were injured by the iron ball, the big man said, "This is the end of the test, and all of you who passed the test have done a good job." This is followed by an interview time, and our employer would like to meet with you one-on-one in person to explain the details of the assignment. Take off your hoods and see our employers as you really are. ＂

"Finally. Bediwell couldn't wait to rip off that stuffy black hood and breathe a sigh of relief. He looked back at the Nate guy, and the Musketeer Nate looked really terrifying, he didn't even have the skin on his face to disguise himself as a human, and he appeared in front of Bedeville in the form of a mechanical skeleton.

"You'd better wear a hood, or else this dignity won't scare our employer to death. The werewolf youth couldn't help but complain.

"No one is allowed to look like a person. Nat retorted with a straight face: "Or is it that the robot can't accept this commission?"