Sure enough, just as I was gagging with Taylor, the ugly little monsters suddenly attacked, rushing straight at them with an unstoppable tide.

Listening to the noisy footsteps and looking at the approaching blurred figure, I didn't panic or get nervous, but I silently praised the mastermind behind the attack in my heart.

The timing of this sudden attack was simply too secondary.

Yang Jiao was sleepy, Godot had just fallen asleep, Taylor was drinking excessively, and it seemed that all the combat power was pressed on my shoulders alone.

If you change to an ordinary team, you will definitely be hit hard by this wave of attacks, and even if you are lucky enough to escape, you will inevitably be in chaos.

This was supposed to be a clever move, but by all accounts, the mastermind behind the scenes couldn't be counted as the strongest one in our squad.

The old man didn't make any attacking movements, he just slowly put down the wine bag, exhaled lightly, and waved his hand again, and in an instant, two meters away, there was a series of muffled sounds.

When I looked up, I saw hundreds of thousands of small monsters, blocked two meters away, and they were densely clinging together, like a wall woven of flesh and blood.

"It's ...... Magic barrier? I asked subconsciously.

Taylor nodded and continued to drink.

"You can use a magic barrier without chanting?!"

Staring at the 'flesh wall' two steps away, I expressed my inner amazement and doubt.

"What's there to be curious about," Taylor said lightly.

The ability to unleash magic without chanting may not be curious to you, but to me, it's a miracle, a miracle beyond common sense!

You know, even the adventurer's handbook clearly states that any magic needs to be chanted to be done.

Now, you're singing, and with a wave of your hand, you've unleashed a magical barrier around the tent, and if it's not a miracle, then what else?

Seeing that I was excited, Taylor said lightly: "Whether you need to chant to release magic is not up to the adventurer's manual, nor is it the adventurer's base to have the final say, but the magic itself, just like this." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand again, and at the moment of waving his hand, my eyes caught some details, and when the old man waved his hand, his nimble fingers clicked with each other at a rapid speed, and it looked like a seal.

Could it be that the release of magic is similar to the ninjutsu of ninjas, and can be completed by sealing?

While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a muffled sound of sore teeth, and I squinted my eyes to look closely, but I saw a thrilling scene.

Those little monsters that were originally pressed on top of the magic barrier and were struggling to breathe, suddenly seemed to be squeezed by force majeure, and squeezed into the inside of the magic barrier in an extremely cruel way.

The muffled sound of sore teeth before was simply a muffled sound that is unique to muscle compression and bone fragmentation.

I frowned and glared, staring at the little monsters that were closest to me and at the same time the ones I could see the most clearly.

Their bodies have been squeezed to the limit, and their eyeballs are gradually detached from their eye sockets, but even if they are out of their orbits, the round eyeballs cannot escape the fate of being squeezed into cakes.

As the force of the squeezing gradually increased, blood spilled from their mouths, noses, ears, and eyes, and more and more, and soon, the whole body of several of the little monsters began to burst out of blood.

They wailed in pain, trying to twitch their limbs to escape from the still compressing force, but they seemed to be under the invisible oppression of a mountain, unable to move at all, and there was no room for them to move, these little monsters crammed into it were like food sealed in a vacuum bag, and even the air wanted to enter it, let alone have space for it to move its limbs at will.

The whole process lasted nearly ten minutes, and when the magic barrier completely disappeared, what I saw was a real wall made of flesh and blood.

The walls were several meters high, so I don't know how thick they were, and I couldn't tell which parts of the wall were made up of which parts of the little monsters.

By the glimmer of light, all I could see was a patch of blood, and a pungent and unpleasant smell of blood.

Standing still, I closed my eyes and felt like the whole world was quiet.

It's not a matter of Buddhism's mind being still, it's really quiet.

There was no sound of footsteps, no noisy roars, not even the sound of muddy breathing.

The whole world was so quiet, it was as if I was asleep.

After a long time, I asked Taylor, "Old man, is that one a combat skill?" ”

Taylor nodded.

I swallowed: "Can you tell me the name of this skill?" ”

"Twin Shields."

A good night's sleep.

The next morning, I was awakened by Yang Jiao's exclamation, and when I walked out of the tent, the flesh wall was still there, even though I had seen it once last night, and when I saw it again, I still felt shocked.

Flesh and bones, mixed together, indistinguishable shapes, difficult to distinguish parts, is this the effect of the twin shields?

Thinking of this, regardless of Yang Jiao, who was still in a state of horror around him, and Godot, who frowned and had a serious face, swung his knife and cut the wall of flesh.

The big knife that did not bless the killing intent easily cut an arched gap in the meat wall, stretched out his hand and pushed it, and the meat wall fell to the ground with a bang, but it was not broken?!

How strong does this have to be squeezed to make the flesh wall so strong and dense?

Stepping out of the flesh wall, I looked at the dense forest not far away, and there was no trace of any creature except for the lush branches and leaves, and the large trees that stood in the forest.

As I opened a gap, Taylor and Yang Ka also stepped out, leaving Godot alone to pack the tent inside the flesh wall.

"This ...... What's going on with this wall made of meat? Yang Kao covered his mouth and nose and asked me.

"It's the effect of combat skills."

Yang Jiao was surprised: "Your combat skills still have this effect?" ”

I shook my head and said, "It's not my combat skills. ”

Hearing this, he let out an 'oh' sound and didn't ask any more questions.

Although everyone is in the same guild and is friends with each other, there are also relatives and aliens between friends, such as Taylor and Yang Jiao, and others have a very general relationship.

After a while, Yang Jiao asked me, "You kept vigil until dawn yesterday?" ”

"No," I shook my head again, "and after this wall of flesh was erected, we went back to our tents to rest." ”

"Back to the tent to rest?" Yang Jiao's eyes widened, and he lost his voice: "Aren't you afraid that the little monster will take the opportunity to attack?" ”

I stared at him for a few seconds, chuckled, and said, "Do you think it's possible?" ”

Yes, one skill kills so many, do other little monsters dare to offend?

At this point, Godot packed his bags, paced out of the gap, and nodded at me.

I beckoned, "Go." ”

He led the three of them in the direction of the octagonal clearing.

At this moment, an eagle roared, and the huge body fell with several whirlwinds, directly next to the wall of flesh.

(End of chapter)