Chapter 142: Durell is a treasure all over his body
"Failed?"
"Probably... It's also possible that Nicholas's weapon is too powerful, you can see it's the size of a palm..."
"I'm coming!" Syrea took two steps back, and a javelin was stuck in Duriel's back, and the head of the spear was not halfway in, in exchange for a miserable howl from Duriel.
That's right, everyone is hiding behind it, and Durrell now has to use his arms to support the ground when he turns around, and he doesn't bother to turn after two turns.
"Die, demon!"
A minute later, the scarred Dureel finally couldn't hold it anymore, and his upper body fell to the ground with a bang, two mouthfuls of yellow liquid spat out of his mouth, and there was no more movement.
……
"Dead?"
"No, no... The corpses haven't disappeared, I'll make up for it. ”
"Dead, right? They were all cut into several pieces. ”
"Strange, why didn't its corpse disappear like Andariel?"
"Leave it alone, save people!"
So everyone hurriedly beckoned Kane and others who were outside to come in to clean up the battlefield and rescue the wounded.
It's just a door, although I didn't see the whole battle because of the angle, but I still feel a lot of ferocity of Duriel, even if I pay a few people with extraordinary bravery, I can't be sure that I can stand up after being charged by Duriel's blow.
Especially the few standing in the front row, the line of sight is the best, and the most real sight, this is considered to be admired by the warriors inside, so they work hard to disarm the injured warriors, check the injuries, and pack up the spoils - mainly the corpse of Duriel, the thorn claws, carapace and even sharp horns should have use value, and there are many semi-mature small larvae in the meat sac of its lower body, and the ones that are not dead are sealed in jars and taken back for study.
Useful was plucked clean, Su Ming pointed to the corpse of Duriel who was only left with flesh and flesh and internal organs: "Don't want it?" Then I'll just waste it! ”
The needle bee tugged at Duriel's organs, looking for blood that hadn't yet drained.
The four iron-armored tyrannosaurs gnawed on their faces covered in blood, and occasionally there was a crisp sound, which was chewing on the bone.
Su Ming had already discovered the abnormalities of several Pokemon, especially the iron-armored tyrannosaurus, after eating the bones of the demons a few times, the gray-white color on his body was much less, and it gradually turned gray-black.
It is said that in some places, the elves eat differently from the outside world, and their physical characteristics are different from those of their own race.
What to eat and what to make up, this Su Ming can understand, mutations, there may be, but at present, it seems that their habits have not changed much except for the changes in food tastes, so Su Ming didn't worry much.
As living elves, Su Ming kept them as pets, and Su Ming generally did not send them to participate in battles unless necessary, so it was really unclear whether their combat effectiveness had changed.
The big needle bee is okay, it eats plant juice, it also eats animal juice, and the four ironclad tyrannosaurus rexes are a little annoying, they gradually begin to be picky eaters, and the stones that used to be the staple food are now only occasionally gnawed twice, but they love the flesh and blood of all kinds of demons, especially bones.
Twenty logistics was still a little surprised, these people in the company had long been surprised, and only Kane had kindly reminded them to be affected by the demon's flesh and blood, but seeing that these few had been under Su Ming's control, they slowly stopped talking.
This time the luck is good, none of the nineteen warriors died, but the few guys who were taken care of by the charge first, and then enjoyed the pain of Duriel's self-harm, were a bit miserable, ** Under the double injury of the spirit, it is already considered a big fate to not die, and now they are still unable to move, so they can only be carried on a temporary stretcher.
"Dude, you can't hold this axe, I'll help you carry it first!" Thor retrieved Dark's great axe and shook it at the barbarian man on the stretcher.
Duck blinked, not knowing whether to agree or disagree, he couldn't even move a little finger now.
"Zur senior, how is Durell's ability to make us suffer so much like the 'Iron Maiden'?"
"Like, not like, much stronger than the steel virgin!" Zur opened his mouth and let the junior feed him water in small sips, but he was too lazy to move.
"Nicholas, give me a pack of your 'wet wipes'!" In addition to whipping corpses and rolling on the ground, Isandrora, who had been beating soy sauce, touched her face and stretched out a black lacquered hand to Su Ming.
"The snot is dry, let's go back and take a shower, anyway, everyone is pretty much the same!" Su Ming leaned against the corner of the wall and took a deep breath, carefully recalling the scene just now.
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After resting for a while, most of the remaining dozen or so warriors also recovered a little spirit, and before they knew it, everyone quieted down, and their eyes fell on Kane.
Kane stood in front of a closed stone door in the corner of the room, his hand touched and lowered, touched and lowered, and after repeating it a few times, he found that everyone was quiet, turned around and sighed heavily, and said, "Inside is the scroll that records the resting place of Tarasya, but it is very likely that Baal has been freed..."
"Open it!" Zur stepped forward with the help of the female necromancer and said to a dejected Kane, "It's likely that Baal isn't inside, or we're all dead!" ”
"I also think that Barr should be gone, but I dare not accept the reality that he is out of trouble!" Kane closed his eyes, Su Ming didn't expect this wise old man to have such a helpless moment.
"It's all here, how can you be willing if you don't go in and take a look!" Thor put his arm around Parr's back, "Let's go, let's open the door!" ”
Neither of them had been seriously injured and had a strong recovery ability, so they didn't look like a big deal now.
Pull out the dagger and pry out a slit that is enough to reach into the finger, and the two of them pull the left and right.
With a rumbling sound, the stone door opened.
Everyone's eyes lit up.
They saw angels.
Well, it's a real angel, a guy in bright yellow armor with his head down and no face visible.
More than a dozen bands of light extended from the wings behind the armor, and they were floating weakly, emitting a dim white light.
The stone gate is only five or six meters wide on the ground, and beyond that is a huge tunnel, which connects to the ground, and the magma boils and rolls underneath, reflecting the whole tunnel red.
A huge stalactite pillar hanging upside down hung above the tunnel, pulled by several thick iron chains, and a small platform was opened at the level of the ground, only a soft bridge was connected to the ground, and the angel was on the small platform, bound by a black soft rattan-like object sticking out of the stone pillar behind him.
Tyrell, the angel of justice, Su Ming muttered silently in his heart.
"This is Baal?"
"That's what Barr looks like?"
"How do I feel like this is more like a legendary angel?"
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