Chapter 165: El's New Order
Lotta was worried for a long time, and finally couldn't help but change the title of complaining and complained.
"Did you say Star Wars or Biovariants?"
"Huh?"
Seeing that Lotta could communicate, the reddish-brown raccoon who got it played with a knife and put away the long knife, put his hands together, and said in fluent Guel language:
"Where did the untouchables come from? Running naked without clothes, and not saluting when he saw this prince? ”
“!”
Lotta's face was confused.
It is not difficult to deduce from the other party's outspoken, fluent, and somewhat dialectic Guar language. This raccoon spirit is supposed to be a creature of this plane, not from some sci-fi movie or sci-fi game.
It's just that his words are quite unpleasant.
"Who are you? Where did it come from? ”
Noticed that the other party was able to communicate, and put away his weapon. Lotta herself dispersed the small flower umbrella and began to ask with a sign.
"Oh? Poor pariahs, they can't speak. Forget it, and forgive you the sin of powerlessness. Poor pariah, I don't even know you, are you a bastard in the beast alliance? Also, can you find a leaf to cover your shame? Isn't it embarrassing to run naked? ”
A tic-tac-toe popped out of Lota's head.
He took out a small flower umbrella.
It's a pariah with this thing, which is really unpleasant.
Judging from the equipment on the other party's body, it is definitely not an ordinary beast. The long knife with various magic structures and magic arrays, as well as the mechanical metal armor on his body. In terms of style, it can be said to be closely related to the El civilization.
If you are upset, then beat him, but before beating someone, you still ask him clearly.
"What the hell is the Beast Alliance? Who are you? ”
"Oh, you don't know. Could it be that you have been frozen all the time, and the old popsicle that has just crawled out of the freezer can't be? Or is it from that remote institute? ”
The red-haired raccoon crossed his waist, raised his chin and said:
"The Beast Alliance is a joint settlement of biochemical beasts and indigenous demonic beasts, we are in the negative third layer area, and the coordinates are 26235.65289.-01952. It's probably right underfoot. As for me, the son of the Lord of the Beast Alliance, the great Prince of Braltar~"
The amount of information in the other party's words is a bit large.
Lotta's head didn't turn around, and soon he remembered the words of Number 0, which were the words they had given to the Guardians of the World when they promised to open the passage on the negative floor.
"The El plane is huge, and I've been to countless planes. The internal structure is large and cumbersome, with countless biochemical laboratories and dimensional research institutes, and countless rare beasts of all faces. By studying those weird creatures, our magic technology can tell the development.
Now, the El is deserted.
Most of the area has become uncontrolled. The monsters that are frozen and imprisoned will run out, and the entire underground of the plane is dangerous.
The only areas we can control are the core areas.
That's why all the spearheads have withdrawn.
There are so many places that we are afraid to go.
Already overrun by various monsters, they have even formed a new order, and the power that devours the El survives. Now that the El light is gone, the otherwise peaceful area may be in turmoil. If you want to explore, do it yourself. ”
At the time, Lotta didn't care, and he didn't plan to explore the place any longer.
But now.
It was only when a strange reddish-brown raccoon stood in front of him that he remembered Zero's words. Moreover, the coordinates given by the other party are directly marked on the 3D map by the system. Not far from here, underground, there is an entrance nearby.
The so-called beast alliance is probably a new force and order formed by the faceted creatures that were captured by them after the fall of the El.
"Hey, untouchable, you speak."
"He's meowing, why are you talking so unpleasant?"
I saw Lotta holding up a sign and taking out a small flower umbrella. The raccoon, named Braltar, drew his knife again, and asked with a proud expression:
"Oh, what, you want to challenge Prince Ben? Seeing that you are also from the raccoon family, give you a chance. ”
Now that the question is clear, the next step is to beat people.
Hughira couldn't understand the conversation between the two, but judging from the fact that both sides took out their weapons, it was very unfriendly. He hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled La Lotta's tail and said:
"Lotta, don't attack it. It just saved me. ”
"This has nothing to do with saving you, it's just that I don't think this guy is happy, you go away and squat in a place for me."
"Uh......h It's ......"
In the end, Hughira obediently squatted to the side, looking anxious but helpless and pitiful.
"It's a strange weapon of yours, doesn't it feel cumbersome with this structure? It was even conjured with energy. ”
Lotta found that this Braltar was a little similar to herself.
Broken mouth and complaining.
"Won't it be a burden for you to take a big knife? Longer than you're taller, how do you play? ”
"Ah, the untouchables really don't know the goods. This is the great treasure of Prince Ben, the good thing that Kosto has made out of the Sharp Blade's arsenal. Come on, let you feel it! ”
With that, Braltar brandished a machete and launched a rush attack.
A jump slash slashed over.
Lotta held a small flower umbrella and went up directly.
As a result, what he didn't expect was that the upgraded hardness of the small flower umbrella was directly cut off! Fortunately, he flashed quickly, and only one beard was cut off.
Terrible attack.
reminded him of the incident of being macheted by a sharp soldier in the underground core area.
This knife is not simple.
After cutting Lotta's small flower umbrella, Braltar stopped, carrying the machete with a smug expression.
"Haha, what's the matter, amazing...... ccc! ”
Lotta stopped talking nonsense with him, and directly conjured a small flower umbrella and rushed up, without activating the shadow form. Behind him, the magic punk suit was clearly visible, the delicate six-petal petals spun rapidly, and all the parts of his body glowed red.
Overload start.
The small flower umbrella flickered, and instantly turned into a gun shadow in the sky.
This is the marksmanship he learned from his imposter in the Shadow World. It's rarely used in ordinary times, after all, what he's good at is sneaking through, and the power of the bear makes the enemy's life unable to take care of himself, plus the psychological shadow that can't get out.
The front is just something or something, and there are still very few.
Now that I use it, it's a little rusty.
However, there is a tentacle shadow to assist in cheating, and the effect is eye-catching, after all, he can really conjure a hundred spear tips.
"Ah Insert! ~”
"Wow, ahhhh You're a great marksman. ”
Braltar was dazzled, and it couldn't tell which one was real and which was fake. This scared it, a hasty block.
If it knew that these were true, what would it be?
I have to admit it.
This red-haired raccoon's knife technique is very powerful.
The large blade swung up, the defense was meticulous, and several spear tips were cut off by Lotta. The moves open and close, but the moves are fast and fast, which is very puzzling. Compared to Lotta's conjuring up two knives, there are many more rules for going up and slashing with a face.
"Aha! Concussion Slash! ”
Braltar shouted, and the long knife in his hand was instantly covered with blue electricity. Quickly slashed out three knives, and the three knives bounced off Lotta in an instant.
It spun around in the air and landed smoothly.
Lotta knew that if she only used a small flower umbrella to fight head-on, she would have no chance to defeat the other party. The other party obviously didn't use all his strength, and the knife technique was smooth, and he looked like he was at ease.
The front of the small flower umbrella is just something, which is what he is not good at.
There are many hole cards.
If you want to beat each other, you still have to show a little skill.
Bulota carried the knife with a proud face, stood in the distance, raised his chin and said:
"What's going on? This prince's sword technique is ancestral, and it is modified from the martial arts of Elgu. Awesome, isn't it? ”
"Sorry, I'm not good at frontal steel knives. Come and feel the darkness. ”
Lotta turned into a dark shadow, and the brilliant starry sky spread out from under his feet.