169. The Four Men Agreed
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Cordel had a similar experience, and immediately pulled her father to leave: "Hurry up Father, it's not safe here!" β
Cordel's alertness saved two lives.
In the chaotic crowd, several young men dressed as small traders and vendors suddenly rushed to Rick and the others. Several people's bodies seemed to have been injected with a T-virus, and they began to deform and twist rapidly.
Thick and twisted limbs, squeezing through the skin from the inside of the body, stretching tyranny and madness.
Rick's eyes were slightly cold, and his voice couldn't help but be a little solemn: "Colonized samurai!" "It was these things last time, attacking Rick and the old ghost.
I didn't expect it to be again this time
"Oh, I'm injured, nephew, you hold on for a while, and we'll see you later!" The voice grew farther and farther away, and Rick's facial muscles twitched twice, eager to turn around and give the old ghost a hard blow.
These samurai, like children with cerebral palsy, are somewhat unconscious.
If you see someone, you will kill them, and if you see them, you will destroy them.
Rick is like a beacon that catches the eye of these crazy creatures.
"Damn it!!"
Rick is not afraid of killing, and he is not afraid of fighting. But this kind of endorsement for others, like a fool's behavior, made him a little unacceptable.
Glancing at the samurai in costume with red-eyed eyes and drooling from the corners of their mouths, Rick gave up the idea of explaining to them.
The arms hang down naturally, the fingers are bent, and the palms are stretched out. Large patches of bright yellow, cobweb-like veins quickly emerged from Rick's palm.
The spirit snake twisted and writhed, and the veins connected the earth, resonating with Rick's body.
Next to him, Maha had already torn off the uncomfortable luxury clothes, revealing a body of solid muscles like granite.
"Haha! I didn't expect you to be a wizard with such a weak chicken!! "Tearing off his clothes, it seems to have torn off the layer of falsehood and artificiality on Maha's body, with a loud voice and rough movements.
Rick didn't pay attention to the barbarian's ridicule, rubbed his hands, and two small earthy yellow fists full of rock texture and only the size of a palm hung in the veins of his palm.
Maha laughed and confronted several samurai in costume who pounced on them like mad dogs, their bodies inflating like balloons. With a loud roar, his arms shook violently, and as his muscles squirmed, a large area of deep black and bright color spread from his palm, like ink to his shoulders, before he could stop.
It's black and shiny, like a polished axle, and it can even shine the shadow of a person.
"Bump"
The fists struck each other, splashing a large cloud of hard Martian dust.
Like a humanoid demon beast, Maha collided with several samurai in disguise.
"Haha, happy! It's a pleasure!! As if venting his grievances and helplessness in recent days, Maha punched his fists into the flesh and fought fiercely with several samurai in disguise.
The samurai in costume is not a papier-mΓ’chΓ©, and the counterattack is just as sharp.
Rick frowned, his face becoming more solemn.
Last time in the uninhabited desert, the other party sent at least five or six samurai, as well as the snake girl and the octopus man, neither of whom were good at stubble.
Rick doesn't believe that it will be easier for the other party to do it in the copper plate city than in the desert?
"Oh, nephew, I'm here to help you!!"
Sure enough, the old ghost seemed to have changed sex, and hurriedly ran back. Of course, if he hadn't chased after the ten fierce-eyed warriors, Rick would have believed it.
If thirteen or fourteen samurai in uniform only made Rick feel troublesome, then when the surroundings gradually quieted down and at least thirty samurai in uniform appeared in front of the three of them, Rick really wanted to tear the old ghost apart.
"Nephew, what are you doing here?!"
The old ghost looked aggrieved, and the four little loli behind him looked at Rick with blank eyes.
"I'd like to see if I can talk to these warriors and hand you over."
The grievances in the eyes of the old ghost are like ice cubes in boiling water, floating a few times and then disappearing without a trace. His voice became even more fearless, and his waist straightened: "Hehe, virtuous nephew, it seems that you don't know enough about these modified creatures." β
Several little Lori also smiled sweetly, and nodded their little heads in agreement.
Rick let go of the old ghost and frowned and sighed. Of course, he knew that those warriors with smaller brains than walnuts were not like people they could communicate with.
There are more than thirty samurai in colonial armor, slightly weaker than first-order warriors and slightly stronger than third-order apprentices.
Faced with such a large number of samurai, Maha also had to retreat.
Luckily, Rick wasn't the only one in the market.
Not far away, there were also two people surrounded by the samurai in colonial armor.
There were a lot of people and all kinds of breaths, and Rick didn't feel anything. But at this time, there were only two groups of people left, and Rick's heart suddenly moved, and he looked at one of the middle-aged men.
The other party has no beard, ordinary facial features, and a somewhat heavy breath.
Rick noticed the cuff of the other man, embroidered with a rose with rust.
In the face of a strong enemy, the two groups of people naturally moved closer together.
"Iron Arm Maha!"
"Rick the Wizard!"
"Wind Warrior Hubble!"
"Daniel the Wizard!"
The four of them tacitly reported their occupations and names, and stood back to back.
Rick and Daniel's eyes made slight contact, and then their gaze shifted, and they knew the bottom of their hearts.
"Warriors on top, me and Mr. Rick." Daniel glanced at the two warriors and briefly said the steps of the battle: "Maha attack, Hubble, do you have auxiliary witchcraft?" The last sentence was addressed to Rick.
Rick nodded silently, raised his hand and landed on the three of them.
A layer of stone skin, which was slightly thinner than Rick's body surface, quickly crawled all over the bodies of the three people.
Daniel moved his body slightly, nodded approvingly: "Yes, it doesn't affect the action." β
As soon as the stone skin was blessed, the warriors in the other side who were getting closer and closer to each other screamed madly and pounced.
The old ghost hid in the middle of the four, and the little Lori resisted the surrounding attacks with "hey, hey, hey", so that the two wizards could pour out the same attack as a fort.
Maha was like a bulldozer, waving his arms, and the samurai in uniform relied on the superiority of numbers to be able to stop it.
Hubble was silent, but he was fierce and light-footed. Every time the sword was stabbed, a samurai in uniform fell with his hands on his feet.
All four of them have experienced a lot of battles, cooperate tacitly, and act quickly
The snake girl spit out a slender scarlet snake letter, bright yellow vertical pupils, and looked at the situation in the field like a poisonous snake.
The octopus man shook the mucus on his arms and complained in a rough voice: "Look, what did I say, this old ghost is as cunning as a fox, and he found four helpers at once. β
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