Chapter Twenty-Four: I'm a Auxiliary, I'm Nothing to Fight
Hesitation on the battlefield is a taboo for soldiers.
Fighting without fighting, retreating without retreating, isn't it just to erect yourself as a target for the enemy to kill you?
Meng Zhang didn't dare to hesitate, after weighing it slightly, he turned around and ran away.
Staying in the psionic mist or continuing to investigate seems to be talking about righteousness, and it is a friendship between himself and the powerful Sun Bo, but in fact, it is stupid.
Since the attacker in the psychic energy fog who didn't know what it was, even the locust tree guard could kill him in one blow, wouldn't it be a matter of all at once to solve him Meng Zhang?
Sun Bo and Gao Daqiang had already been attacked by the other party, if they couldn't resist it, Meng Zhang's stay or even continue to move forward would be tantamount to death, if they stopped, wouldn't Meng Zhang have caused them trouble in the past, so that they could take care of him when they fought with that attacker?
Naturally, he wouldn't do something stupid like this.
Using a simple method of elimination, since it is not advisable to stay where you are and move on, there is naturally only one way to go back.
Fortunately, Meng Zhang had not penetrated into the range shrouded by the psionic mist, only to see him take three steps and make two steps, and it took less than a second for him to retreat under the full burst of speed.
When people come out, what should they do next?
The locust tree guard had been killed by the attacker hidden in the psionic mist, if he was still there, Meng Zhang could have sent him to investigate, but now this thought is not to be considered. As for the peach wood spirit who said that her life index was far inferior to that of the locust tree guard, it was impossible for Meng Zhang to send her in, if she really did that, if there was any accident, Meng Zhang would not be able to deal with it. At that time, not to mention taking care of Sun Bo and Gao Daqiang, even he himself will be difficult to preserve.
Fortunately, this problem did not exist for long, and a tall and powerful voice soon came from the psionic mist: "Quickly retreat, there is something wrong with this mist." ”
Gao Daqiang shouted these words by roaring, he wanted to use this method to ensure that Sun Bo and Meng Zhang could hear it, and shouting loudly had another effect.
Meng Zhang was about to respond after hearing Gao Daqiang's shout, but he heard a thumping sound from the psionic mist, which was mixed with Gao Daqiang's shouts and the roar of the attacker.
It was clear that Gao Daqiang had already engaged the attacker in the psionic mist.
This was another purpose of the tall and powerful shout, which he deliberately used to attract the attention of the attacker and make the attacker launch a second attack on him, so as to facilitate the evacuation of Meng Zhang and Sun Bo.
As a fighter, Gao Daqiang is undoubtedly conscientious, and if he had replaced some selfish people, he might have already relied on his thick skin and flesh to run for his life, where would he care about the life and death of two crispy teammates.
"I'll go, the fog is too thick to make out the direction at all, which way do you want me to run?"
The psionic mist that emerged from the pit where the passage of the two realms was located was too thick, it obstructed people's vision, weakened people's perception, and blocked the attacker's attack, and Sun Bo, who was in a state of flux, lost his sense of direction and ran through the thick fog like a fly without a head. Sun Bo knew that it was very dangerous for him to go on like this, so he had no choice but to hope that the rest of the team would help him.
When Meng Zhang heard this, he immediately shouted loudly into the thick fog: "Sun Bo, I'm here, run to me and get out." ”
Two or three seconds later, a figure stumbled out of the dense fog, who could it be if it wasn't Sun Bo?
As soon as he came out of the range shrouded in the thick fog, Sun Bo opened his arms and gave Meng Zhang a hug fiercely, gasping for air, and said to Meng Zhang with gratitude: "Good brother, you can be regarded as saving my life." ”
Sun Bo's words were not an exaggeration, only he knew how timely Meng Zhang's words were, because when Meng Zhang shouted, Sun Bo found that he was moving in the opposite direction. In other words, if there was no Meng Zhang, Sun Bo would not have rushed out of the dense fog, but went to the center of the dense fog. If that really happened, Sun Bo didn't dare to guarantee what would happen to him, he only knew that he would probably not be able to come out alive.
Breaking away from Sun Bo, Meng Zhang pointed to the dense fog where the sound of fighting kept coming: "Gao Daqiang is still inside, how can we help him?"
In order to create an opportunity for Meng Zhang and Sun Bo to evacuate, Gao Daqiang took the initiative to attract the attacker's attack, and Meng Zhang naturally couldn't just care about himself and didn't care about the life or death of his teammates. A teammate like Gao Daqiang who can take the initiative to stand up when he is in danger, Meng Zhang feels that with the character of a modern person, there are very few of them, and such a trustworthy teammate must not be lost.
Sun Bo gasped: "Don't worry, Lao Gao can still hold on." In fact, it is also our carelessness, the psionic mist in front of us is not naturally formed, but a seriously injured and dying demon took the initiative to dissolve his body, so that the spiritual energy in his body escaped in a very short time, which can form a spiritual mist that is so rich that it cannot be dissolved. Lao Gao and I didn't think of this before, until we were attacked, and then we came to our senses. ”
After that, Sun Bo also sighed: "In the end, it's a monster, it's ruthless enough." ”
Isn't that suicide?
And it's not an ordinary suicide, the pain of forcibly escaping the spiritual energy in the body is no weaker than cutting the skin inch by inch, which is equivalent to suffering a Ling Chi punishment. The existence of being able to do this to oneself is indeed worthy of a ruthless word.
Meng Zhang rubbed his chin vigorously, he couldn't imagine what kind of pain Ling Chi was, anyway, he usually felt a lot of pain if he was accidentally cut by a knife, if he was punished by Ling Chi with hundreds or thousands of knives, he was afraid that he would not be directly killed.
So, we will face such enemies in the future?
For a while, Meng Zhang was no longer so optimistic about the future of Blue Star.
"Listen, brother. Lao Gao was entangled in the soul of the big demon who had been dissolved, and as his teammates, we couldn't just watch. Sun Bo said and patted Meng Zhang's shoulder, "So, everything depends on you." ”
Wait a minute!
Why do you say that everything depends on me, I have done everything, what are you doing?
"I'm just a support, I can't fight hard. ”
Sun Bo spread his hands, he really couldn't help. He was just an illusionist of the third rank, and the big demon inside was the winged tiger of the fifth order, even if it was so badly damaged by a missile that it had to self-destruct its body in order to protect the passage of the two realms, and only the soul remained, but it was not something that Sun Bo's illusion could influence. Since Sun Bo had no choice, he could only pin his hopes on Meng Zhang.
I'm just a newcomer, this is my first time on a mission, why did I encounter such a thing? I'm so tired, is it too late to quit the group?
As the boss of the fifth order, even if he has no physical body, the soul of the winged tiger still retains six or seven percent of the combat power in a short period of time under the nourishment of abundant spiritual energy. Although this kind of combat power cannot quickly solve the tall and strong who are single-mindedly defending, it is not something that Meng Zhang, a little Mengxin with the second order, can deal with.
But Meng Zhang couldn't ignore the tall and strong, so Meng Zhang was very embarrassed.
The soul of the winged tiger can have strong combat power because of the nourishment of spiritual energy, what if the spiritual energy mist is drained away, or the concentration of spiritual energy is weakened?
People are forced out, and this statement is true both psychologically and physically.
Perhaps because of his high spiritual attributes, Meng Zhang's thinking started rapidly, and finally let him come up with a feasible solution.