The moment the hot fire bomb was dropped from the chandelier, a hot flame gushed out, wrapped in this flame, and rolled straight towards me.

The fire bomb was huge, knee-high in diameter, and it was all scorching hot air as it rolled, and my hairs melted from the burning.

"It's hot!" I let out a low shout, and the big sword was raised high, directly splitting the fire bomb that rolled in front of me in the middle of it.

I hurriedly raised my arm to cover my face, and many scorching fragments flew sideways on my arm, making a sizzling sound, and at the same time, a smell of roasted meat entered my nose, but I had no time to pay attention to the smell, because it was my meat that was roasted.

The pain was certain, but not severe, and the heat of the fragment was only slightly stronger than the flame-based magic missile released by Yura.

Shaking off the fragments of the fire bomb stuck to my arm, I frowned, looked at the goblin who was making poison darts on the chandelier, and raised my middle finger at it defiantly.

"Weak, you guy" I said loudly: "If you still admit that you are a male, if you still have male dignity, don't cower and hide on it and put a cold gun, come down and fight alone, I'll let you have a knife!" ”

However, no matter how much I shouted, the goblins just took care of themselves making poison darts on the chandelier, ignoring my provocations.

"It turned out to be a female," I whispered.

"It has nothing to do with whether the male or the female is right" Da Taidao said: "It doesn't come down because it's not stupid, since it can occupy the commanding heights, why do you have to give up your advantage and go head-to-head with you?" ”

"Isn't it a man's romance to go it alone," I said, "It's really a goblin that doesn't understand the amorous feelings." ”

"It's okay," Da Taidao sneered: "The races are all different, what kind of romance are you talking about?" ”

"Romance between men is not bound by race," I righteously said.

"You'd better pay attention to the top of your head first," said the big sword, "don't be pierced with darts all over your head for a while, and make you look like an Indian chief." ”

When I heard this, I immediately looked up and saw several darts falling on my head, which frightened me and quickly raised my knife to block.

This time, luckily misses the dart.

The goblins above the chandelier screamed, and then threw three flaming fireballs.

The fire bomb was shattered with a knife, and then it stopped for a few seconds, and after the shattered fragments were lying quietly on the ground, he bent down, picked up the darts that were stuck on the ground one by one, and then aimed at the goblins, which was a mess.

Because I was so poor at throwing darts, I threw more than 30 darts in a row, but none of them hit a single goblin.

I'm really embarrassed by this achievement.

The goblins were also taken aback by my actions.

If it is an ordinary dart, you only need to dodge, and even if it is hit, as long as it is not critical, it is not fatal.

But the darts scattered all over the place at the moment are poisonous darts, and although the goblin itself can make poisonous darts, it does not mean that it is immune to toxins itself.

A goblin like it has lived for hundreds of millions of years, and he doesn't want to end his life in this way.

So, it gave up on its plan to continue throwing my poison darts and replaced them with fire bullets and black bombs.

The threat of the fire bomb to me is extremely limited, and it is scary to look at it rolling in high temperatures, it is basically a matter of a knife.

Explosive bombs are more threatening than fire bombs, this thing will explode, the explosion is quite powerful, it can produce shock waves and air waves, and it will also collapse the broken bricks everywhere, and some sharp stone chips have scratched my skin and shed red blood.

This result finally made the goblins quite satisfied.

It danced for a moment, then kept throwing black bombs at me.

For a while, in the main hall, explosions came and went, like a heavy metal rock concert, one marble floor after another was blown to pieces, and one after another blue or red dragon head statues were blown to pieces.

I kept running, running in circles, one bomb after another fell behind me, and then I pulled away from it, and when I was three or four meters away from it, it exploded with a bang, and the air wave followed, hitting my back and acting as a booster for my accelerated running.

I ran in circles, stalemate with the goblins, and before I knew it, I had covered the distance of a marathon.

With a slight gasp, I glanced up at the goblin on the chandelier, the creature with a fanatical expression, still throwing bombs all the time.

I really admire the speed at which it condenses explosives, as well as its mana.

By now, it had dropped thousands of bombs, the marble tiles had been blown to ashes, and all that was left was white ground of unknown material.

The texture of the ground was extremely hard, so hard that it could not be cut with a large sword.

After gaining insight into my thoughts, Da Taidao immediately stood up and said: I don't carry this pot, it's not that I'm not sharp enough, but that your strength is too small to control me to pierce the ground.

......

The battle continues, the goblins are still dropping bombs, and I'm still running in circles.

I don't remember how many laps I've run, and I don't know how many bombs the goblins have dropped.

The original plan was to wait until the goblin was tired of throwing explosive bombs, or the mana value was exhausted, and then use poison darts to throw it, and throw it again and again, anyway, the darts are not disposable, recycle and reuse.

But right now, where are the darts?

It's all blown up to slag!

Luckily, my parcel and other items were placed farther away and were not affected by the explosion, otherwise I wouldn't have had a place to cry!

If attrition tactics don't work, then you have to think of other ways.

While running, I thought about it for a long time, and finally, I came up with a plan - can I use the baseball method to hit the dropped explosive bombs back?

"W-that's a good idea!" Dataidao praised me.

As soon as the goblin dropped another blast bomb, I immediately stopped, gripped the hilt with both hands, held my breath, and struck a backhand.

However, I overlooked one thing, and that was the very important thing of striking with the back of the knife.

The sharp blade splits the bomb in two without hindrance.

The bomb, which was split in half, flew at either side of me, one left and one right.

The left half, with no lead, only gunpowder, and the right half, the lead was still snorting and burning, and the moment it landed at my feet, a fireball rose with a whirl, and a cloud of black smoke came out, so that I had to close my eyes and hold my breath.

But at that moment, another whistling sound fell overhead.

(End of chapter)