Chapter 18: The Scorching Sword
At this time, Lan Che was cold and decisive, without a little girl's softness and slenderness, only a strong and sharp feeling lingering around her.
Ziquan had never seen such a Lan Che, but that didn't mean she didn't know about the existence of such a Lan Che.
Because for the members of the Friends Society at the end of summer, it is an open secret that Lan Che will change his personality enhancement ability under special circumstances, and what is open is like Ye Xiaojiu's princess identity although it is very tightly packed, but it is also well-known.
But there is no need to let Lan Che change her personality for the purpose of watching, not to mention whether Lan Che herself will agree, although she will not refuse with her original gentle and cute character, but if the society votes, it will definitely be rejected by a high vote.
However, this time, Ziquan and Lan Che teamed up to do a task, and in addition to understanding in advance, Lan Che himself also gave Ziquan a precaution.
"Maybe you'll see me who doesn't look like me." The girl smiled lightly at that time and said, "You just need to know, that I am also me." β
However, Lan Che moved almost teleportation with just one movement of his footsteps, and he was able to instantly support the top enchantment defense of the Zhu Rank with just raising his hand.
The leap in combat effectiveness embodied by this is really not a half-star.
However, it was time for the battle, and Ziquan didn't think about anything superfluous at all.
She had just drawn the magic pattern, but it didn't come in handy, but that didn't mean that the magic pattern was invalid.
She quickly filled in the last few strokes of the magic pattern, and then watched the flames spread and burn in the crimson lines, and then the three flame spears slowly poked out of the magic pattern and headed towards the manticore **** who had just stood in the clearing.
The manticore's amber eyes glowed with solemnity and cruelty, and it had survived for a long time in this fragile land, leaving the killing and terrifying place of the Forest of the Dead, which was no less than heaven for it.
Countless prey to be slaughtered, a mild and suitable climate, clear spring water, and a variety of rare medicines, there is no need to worry about the great horror of being wiped out anytime and anywhere, and you can forage and grow freely.
If you give it time, within fifty years, it will surely step into the heavenly realm without hindrance, which is due to the race and resources.
But at this moment, in this place where humans have not set foot for a long time, there will be three such young human cubs at this time, but the power they possess makes it difficult for their existence, which was originally standing at the top of the Monster Pyramid.
Its scarlet fur slowly erected and then hardened against its body, and it finally gave up on its plans to surprise and decided to engage the enemy in front of it head-on.
Because, in addition to the assassination of scorpions, the concealment of bats, and more importantly, the strength of the lion.
Slowly, but it was all between the lightning and flint, and the long fire-colored fur struck the manticore's back without any fancy blows, leaving only three small scorched black spots on the hardened fur.
"Roarββ!"
The manticore inhaled and let out an excited roar, the enemy in front of him was strong, but just within his acceptable range.
It was originally a monster that grew in battle, so there was no more exciting thing about it than an evenly matched opponent.
"It's really a magical beast that has survived from ancient times." Ziquan smiled and ruffled his hair and glanced at Lan Che.
Lan Che indifferently protected the paper clothes behind him, and did not have the slightest intention of making a move.
Among them, there are probably such enemies who are not worthy of her attack, and there are also those who look at your performance.
Ziquan knew in his heart, and then waited for the manticore's shot.
She is similar to the other party, although the first strike means the first opportunity, but it also means a flaw.
The manticore's defense is strong, the scorpion tail is more capable of attacking flaws from almost any angle, and its poison is more able to paralyze powerful monsters of the same level as it in an instant, so it is often a wiser choice to fight against the manticore.
Unless you have far more power than it, or superior ranged attack capabilities.
Purple Spring tried to give it a long shot, but it turned out that it didn't work.
The manticore doesn't have a lot of complicated thinking, it has a high intelligence, but it doesn't have a logical dialectic.
The three enemies in front of you, the weakest are protected by the most terrifying, and the strongest seems to be in front of you, running away or fighting, this simple multiple-choice question is no stranger to it.
It seemed to be tentatively walking slowly towards Purple Spring, and Purple Spring also held his sword and watched its eyes until it came to the place where Purple Spring was three feet.
The manticore was about to pounce, but at that moment he turned around and left into the distance.
Ziquan didn't relax at all, and Lan Che said lightly in the distance: "Scorpion tail." β
The Manticore does not master the human language, so it fights on instinct.
Compared to the magic attributes, the Manticore Lion is strong in its ability to fly with magic resistance, physical resistance, strength and agility bonuses.
Therefore, the manticore relies more on physical abilities in battle.
Lan Che seemed to know this more clearly than Ziquan, and when Ziquan was on full alert, she directly said the main points that needed to be guarded against.
And by this time the manticore had attacked.
Its body has been turned around, and it is also the result of the prey giving up after measuring its strength.
But the moment it slowly turned its body, its long scorpion tail arced.
You can't imagine that its body moves so slowly, but that tail can be so fast.
It was like a meteor, and the scorpion thorn with a curved hook suddenly stabbed towards the purple spring.
It was a very close to ridiculous image, a huge manticore bat that was slowly moving away from it with its wings slightly closed, its steps stretched, as if its muscles were relaxed, but its scorpion tail reached its maximum speed at that moment, stabbing at the enemy behind it like a javelin.
Without the experience of fighting against manticores, who would have thought that such a huge creature would have such a sinister attack.
But how many enemies can see this attack alive? This is another question mark.
Even though Ziquan was fully engrossed, he didn't expect it to attack so quickly, so he only had time to recover the thin sword and block it in front of him.
"Bell!"
The quality of the weapons that are standard in the Burial Snow Society is still trustworthy, such a powerful heavy blow, even if Ziquan is repelled more than a zhang, the thin sword in his hand instantly bends and trembles, but it is not broken after all.
And at this moment, Ziquan finally attacked.
It wasn't supposed to be a good offensive opportunity, but in the eyes of the hunters, it was the right offensive opportunity.
Even if you have just blocked the enemy's attack and your breath has not yet been adjusted, the enemy will also have no time to react at the moment of acceptance.
Not to mention that in order to hide this blow, this manticore not only took the initiative to reveal its flaws, but also condensed its mind on the scorpion tail.
If you don't seize this opportunity, there is no better chance.
Purple Spring didn't draw any runes, she simply poured her magic power into the Adamantite Thin Sword, and then threw it straight at the manticore's tail.
She drew her sword to block and was knocked back.
The manticore finished and was about to turn his head to pounce.
Between the lightning and flint, Ziquan threw a thin sword directly, and the long tail of the manticore was only half retracted.
"Sting!"
The manticore lion watched the rapier approach, tossing and turning, but after all, it was a step too slow, and the rapier was bent down by it to avoid the vital point of the tail, but it stabbed on the originally steel-solid bat wings.
Originally, the rapier could not pierce the pair of batwings, because it was even stronger than the bones of the manticore, and the hardened fur was not at the same level at all, so the manticore would avoid the key points and did not care about letting the batwings withstand the attack.
But the results were horrific.
The point where the batwing and the aciller came into contact instantly revealed a spark that was so red that it was blinding.
It is then melted. The rapier did not seem to be hindered in any way, piercing directly through the bat's wings and heading off into the distance, leaving a scorching hole the size of a bowl there.
The manticore roared in anger as it shook the trees around it and dropped dead leaves.
This is a real severe pain, ten fingers connected to the heart, and the blood vessels and nerves of its wings are innumerable, and such pain directly makes it lose its mind.
It decided that at any cost, even if it died here, it would give this human cub who had lost his weapon an unforgettable memory.
(End of chapter)