Chapter 133: Warhammer and Black Sword
In the chaotic stone forest, Angrev panted and looked at the disappearing back in front of him, and hatefully raised his war hammer and smashed it heavily on the stone beside him.
With a roar, the tiny crack quickly spread out around the warhammer.
Angrev shook his head and turned towards the city of Akeam.
He is old, his physical strength is not as good as before, plus a piece of iron armor, and if he catches up, I am afraid that if he doesn't catch up, he will already be exhausted.
Moreover, he didn't know why, the Iron Armor didn't follow, which made him feel a little weak.
Suddenly, he was shocked and stopped in place.
"Who are you?" A dull voice came from his helmet, and Angrev then heard a faint light from the sky, taking a closer look at the man in front of him.
I saw that the other party was covered by a gray cloak, his head was covered by a wide hood, covering most of his face, and only bright red lips and a smooth chin could be seen, and long soft black hair poured out of the hood and was on his chest.
This made Angrev sure that the other party was a woman.
But the woman did not let Angreev relax, but raised her vigilance.
Because the other party stood straight, a black cross-sword in front of him was stuck in the ground, his hands crossed, and he was resting on the sword counterweight, as if he was waiting for him to come.
Either there was a trap waiting for him ahead, or there was something unusual about this woman, otherwise, she wouldn't be waiting for him here.
The terrain of the stone forest is strange, accessible in all directions and there are many obstacles, some places are wide, some places are narrow, but in general, narrow places occupy the majority.
And Aglius, as if he had deliberately led him here, was in a nearby area, with a dense concentration of upright stones and an unusually narrow road, and this terrain was very unsuitable for the battle of Angrev.
It doesn't belong to me here.
Angrev thought to himself: I should get out of here as soon as possible.
"Woman, get out of the way, I don't want to kill you." As he spoke, Angela approached Angela with his fingers and a huge hammer, while his other hand quietly reached for the pocket under his skirt armor, where three iron eggs were hidden, which were his long-range attacks, and it was from him that he learned the trick of throwing iron eggs with steel teeth.
When he was young, he used this trick to chase the enemy, and in old age, his trick became a killer move, but no matter what, it is rare to know this trick, because most of those who know it are already dead, and the remaining part belongs to "his own people".
There is nothing surprising about the throwing technique of the iron egg, the key is that the power is great, after all, it is necessary to find the right time.
The iron egg is too heavy, so the speed will not be very fast, so the distance will not be too far, but it is necessary to find the right time, take advantage of the distance is close enough, and throw it when the opponent is defenseless, as long as the opponent hits it, he will either lose his weapon, or lose his combat effectiveness, or even lose his life.
Angrev knew a thing or two about it, and he never attacked someone twenty feet away because it would be too far, and he didn't attack anyone within ten feet because it was too close.
It's too far away and it's easy to dodge.
It's too close, and because his own war hammer is too threatening, the other party is often preoccupied with guarding him, and his every move is easy to attract the attention of the other party, and he can't find a good time.
It is precisely because of Angrev's series of rules that his iron eggs are full of hits.
Closer, closer, Angelev's eyes widened, and he stomped heavily on the ground under his feet.
The ground trembled slightly, a ring of dust spread, and the four-foot-tall half-human mouse suddenly jumped out of his shadow, aiming its two crossbows at the gray-robed man in front of him.
Unfortunately, his crossbow was destined not to hit the person on the other side, because she was Angela.
Woooo
There were six soft sounds, and six crossbow arrows tore through the air, and in an instant, they reached Angela.
Click!
With an iron egg in his hand, Angeleff's round eyes waited for Angela to dodge.
The air fell silent for a moment, and the time night seemed to slow down.
The six crossbow arrows moved forward frame by frame in midair, and Anglev's arms slowly puffed out and leaned back slightly, preparing for the throwing of the iron egg.
Angela's body shook slightly, Angeleff's hand shook out, the iron egg came out of his hand, and the meteor would fly out of the moon.
However, Angela did not dodge sharply at all, but quickly drew her sword and took a step forward.
Angela's sword shook slightly, and then she heard two dings, and four crossbow arrows hit the sword and flew out.
Then he took another step forward, and with a sweep of the swarthy sword, the two crossbow arrows flew back upside down at an even faster speed.
The half-human mouse screamed strangely, and hurriedly used his talent to fall back into the shadows, but unfortunately he was a step too slow.
With a "poof", his body was pierced by two crossbow arrows, and finally the whole person flew upside down and landed at Anglev's feet.
Syllable!
The stone on the left behind Angela exploded, and the rubble flew and an iron egg was embedded in it.
Angrev miscalculated, he saw Angela's body swaying slightly, but he didn't expect that it was just a feint, and he didn't expect that someone could actually block the close-range shooting of six crossbow arrows in one go.
So, his iron egg was thrown off.
It was Anglev's first mistake in his life, and it will be his last.
Angela stepped forward, and Angel swung his massive hammer.
Angela bent her head down, the hammer swept across her back, the wind lifted the cloak, and the cloak rolled like waves on the sea.
A sword stabbed diagonally from below, and Angelev raised his left hand to block it.
Here, the only fall on his armor, the gaps provided him with a view.
Although this gap is thinner than the blade, as long as the strength is enough, the blade can open this gap and pierce straight in.
The black blade pierced through the palm of the hand and broke through the armor, only for a moment, and then quickly retracted, leaving a transparent hole in the palm.
Angrev swung the hammer again and slammed it into the ground, sending smoke and dust flying and the ground trembling.
Anglev's vision was obscured by the flying dust, and he hurriedly took a step back.
He felt a sharp pain in the palm of his left hand, and suddenly sweat beads dripped down.
I just wanted to check the wound on my left hand, but I found that the flying dust in front of me was pierced by a black sword, and behind the sword was a fluttering gray cloak.
Angelev's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly raised his war hammer and smashed it down again.
The earth shattered, and once again it was obscured by dust, followed by a gray shadow piercing through the dust, leaping high on his hammer.
Looking up, the sky was obscured by that wisp of gray, and today the black sword replaced the gray and occupied the entire field of vision.
A piercing sound of metal twisting sounded, and the sharp blade pierced into the gap in the eye of the cow's helmet, and then the brutal force pushed the gap open, and finally, a sword tore through the tough skin, pierced through the hard bones, and pierced into the soft brain.
This time, it is fatal.
Angrev couldn't even do it with fear, and he was already plunged into darkness.
Under strong cranial pressure, blood spurts out along the slit where it meets.