Chapter 161: Boys with cheap hands will not be too lucky

Mo Qianying leaned over with a torch and found that the reflection was a half-broken mirror, and when he was wondering, he suddenly looked at the dense red points of light behind him from the mirror.

Mo Qianying turned around sharply, only to see the group of mysterious creatures screaming and rushing towards him.

Anyone who sees such a scene may not be able to calm down, after all, the density of these things has exceeded ordinary people's cognition.

However, Mo Qianying is a well-informed person after all, and he is already very clear about the setting of the game, usually this kind of group of haunted mobs, the general attack power is not too high, but through the additional special state to attack.

Thinking of this, Mo Qianying immediately threw away the torch, clasped the fine iron cross dart with both hands, and spilled it directly in front of him without looking. These crosses have been poisoned by him, this kind of acute poison concocted by the duckweed of the dead water himself, can play a similar role to the Seven Heart Begonia, and the moment it comes into contact with the other party, it can weaken the opponent's attributes by nearly 30%.

However, the moment the crossbow was thrown, it hit some metal, and sparks flew all over the sky. The unidentified creatures that rushed towards him showed no signs of slowing down.

Mo Qianying was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly rolled to the side, successfully dodging the first round of attacks.

The black shadows flew past in front of the torches, allowing Mo Qianying to see them for what they really were.

It was a group of bat bats cast in bronze, and the strange crossbow dart had no effect on them.

This discovery surprised Mo Qianying, because it was also the first time he had seen such a thing, Tang Men's machine relationship skill, which could only summon a trap puppet as an extension of the weapon, and fight by loading a responsive hidden weapon or firearm on the puppet, and it was not sophisticated enough to make such a flexible trap bat.

"Did I find the remains of the Mo family's institutional workshop?" Mo Qianying couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart, and she was a little distracted as she watched the trap bats flying through the air.

In his previous life, his crippled trap beast came from the ruins of a mechanism workshop, but it had already been visited by a group of players, and the group of people who went before him obviously didn't realize the value of those things, so they directly brushed everything there as a wild monster, and left directly after taking some of the materials.

Knowing that Mo Qianying has found the energy spar that controls these mechanisms, he realizes that these mechanism creatures that seem to be highly aggressive can also be used by players as equipment.

However, Mo Qianying also knew that now was not the time to think about this, he saw the group of trap bats in mid-air spinning around again, diving directly towards him, and as they swooped, a slight sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded.

As a disciple of the Tang Sect, Mo Qianying immediately heard that this was the sound of the secret weapon being launched, and he couldn't care about it so much, and rolled directly to the ground. The moment he dodged, there was a dense muffled sound where he had been standing, hoping that something had been nailed to it.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in his heel, Mo Qianying was taken aback, and hurriedly stuffed an antidote pill into his mouth, but the system prompted him to trigger a paralyzing state that could not be relieved. He reached out and touched it, and found a tiny iron needle nailed to his heel.

"I'm in trouble!" Mo Qianying looked at the trap bat that flew in mid-air again, and her mind quickly calculated.

Obviously, with what he has on hand, it is obviously impossible to have an effect on this group of physically immune guys. But if he directly chooses to leave here and hide away from hatred, even Mo Qianying himself doesn't have much confidence to be able to shake off this group of winged guys.

It seems that now we can only come up with real technology to fight.

Mo Qianying took a deep breath, clenched the dagger in both hands, and prepared for the upcoming new round of attacks.

This time, the group of machine bats did not use the paralyzing poison needle again, but directly swooped down on his head in a suicidal attack posture.

Then the faint light of the torches on the ground, Mo Qianying caught their flying figures, and the metal shells that reflected the cold light in the darkness.

As the trap bats approached, it was already clear what they looked like. Unlike real bats, these trap bats are equipped with two pairs of wings, a small head fixed to their bodies, and a pair of energy crystals embedded in front of them, which emit red light.

However, the real danger is the spiral spikes welded to the sides of their heads, and it is predictable that if they nail it up, they will most likely be bitten to death. What will happen next, I'm afraid no one can know, but it's definitely not a good thing.

Mo Qianying's eyes swept over the group of bats, instantly judging the distance between them, and then began the extreme operation.

How fast a person's thoughts and actual actions can be, Mo Qianying didn't think about this question, but he was confident that he could definitely become one of the top people.

But when the first bat rushed at him, he threw it at him, and immediately turned his gaze to the next one, and the other knife immediately slashed that way. The two bats were hit at the same time, both spinning and landing, their vacated position allowing Mo Qianying to make a dodge movement, and after dodging the siege of several bats, Mo Qianying spun around and swung a circle of sword shadows.

A series of clanging sounds were incessant, and Mo Qianying's speed and reflexes were brought out to their full potential, and there was no room for the slightest wrong operation, making him suddenly enter an unprecedented state. The movement of his hand had become an instinct, and almost before he caught an afterimage in his sight, the dagger had already struck.

A minute later, all of the trap bats landed evenly at his side, and all but a few that hadn't been completely killed were stabbed straight into the core.

"It's a waste!" Mo Qianying couldn't help but sigh, but she didn't care at all how shocking her performance was just now, as if it wasn't worth mentioning to him.

He bent down to pick up the torch on the ground, and walked through the open field directly to the opposite side, and in the previous fight, he noticed a regular flicker from time to time, and it was clear that the thing controlling the trap bats was here.

Torches swept around, and Mo Qianying scrutinized the walls, which were all reliefs of unknown significance, either hideous beast heads or people with weapons all over their bodies. Although it is not clear what these murals are trying to express, it is possible to guess that they are what the builders recorded.

Maybe it was because the trap bats had all lost their ability to move, and the flickering of the controller did not appear again, and Mo Qianying was a little depressed, thinking that he should leave one to play.

Just when he was a little helpless, he suddenly saw a cracked mural on the wall, revealing something like a control lever. Depending on its location, it may have been a switch that was previously hidden by a fresco, but now it is revealed because of its dilapidation.

Mo Qianying didn't even think about it, and directly broke off the control lever. He immediately regretted this action, because this place is a machine workshop, and not everything can be touched.

Sure enough, there was a jolt from the lever, a mechanism was activated, and the turnaround began to sound a dull sound that sounded like something heavy scraping the ground.

A familiar roar sounded, and Mo Qianying turned to look over, and found a huge black shadow appearing at the opposite entrance.

The trap beast that hadn't caught up with Mo Qianying reappeared in front of him again.