Babylon the Great had done a very good job, and the seven closest Priean Guards instantly focused their attention on him, and when they saw a mallet running out of nowhere, the seven men instantly surrounded the idiot.

One of the Liger Praetorian Guards, speaking an awkward lingua franca, asked, "Who are you?" A lackey of the Holy See? ”

Not to mention, these guys don't lose the royal blood of Beamon, although they have some accents, but the common language of the road is quite slippery.

"I am the first warrior of the greatest Bloodhoof tribe in the Great Wasteland, Babylon the Great, you are the lackey of the Holy See, and your whole family is a lackey of the Holy See!"

"Barbarians?" The questioning Lion and Tiger Praetorian Guard looked on guard, and a pair of eyes looked up and down at Babylon the Great and said, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Attract attention." Babylon the Great was honest.

"Attention?" As soon as the liger Praetorian Guard finished speaking, a crossbow arrow with a breaking sound pierced his neck, and after a breath, his body fell limply.

The other six Lion Tiger Praetorian Guards looked shocked, and a Lion Praetorian Guard with long blond hair on the left opened his mouth and shouted: "Enemy attack, enemy attack, notify the nearest wolf cavalry, enemy... ”

Before he could finish speaking, a second crossbow shot into his neck, followed by a third, a fourth... Until the seventh bolt came out of the shadows one after another, each of which hit the neck of a liger Praetorian Guard.

The only Lion and Tiger Praetorian Guard, who was still standing unharmed, saw that all his companions had fallen to the ground in a few breaths, and after throwing the broad sword in his hand at Babylon the Great, he turned around and ran to inform the wolf cavalry in the distance.

Allen, who had already shot all the crossbow arrows in the shadows, rushed out, like a swift cheetah, and knocked down the last fish that slipped through the net with a single step on the bloody hooves battle ring.

After knocking the enemy to the ground, Eren slammed his fist into the door of his face, and before the liger could make any sound, the liger under him fainted completely, and a bloodshot front tooth fell from his large mouth.

Big Babylon ran over excitedly: "Dizzy? ”

"Hmm!" Eren put away the barbarian battle ring and nodded with a heavy face.

"Why do you ask if you're dizzy?" Babylon the Great's eyes were slightly reproachful.

Alan choked Babylon the Great for a while.

"What's wrong with you, Chief, with such a heavy face?"

Alan pointed to the fainting ligar guard below him and said, "Look at his armor. ”

Babylon the Great squatted down, and after carefully observing it for a long time, a solemn expression gradually appeared on his face.

Although Babylon the Great was born in a barbarian race, he has been with Allen for so long, and with the broadening of his horizons and the group of dwarves who follow De Niro every day, he has now become very knowledgeable.

The Lion and Tiger Praetorian Guard, who fainted, seemed to be the Tiger Clan, and his height was about one meter nine, which was about the same size as Allen, but the armor he was wearing knew at a glance that it had just been built, and the overall design was very lightweight, and it was not assembled and worn at all, and it was not divided into multiple parts.

Whether it is the Holy See or the Bloodhoof Tribe, including the full-body armor of the major legions of the Terrans, it is basically composed of helmets, inner armor, chest guards, arm guards, hand guards, leg guards, combat boots and other parts, and finally assembled into a full-body armor that protects the whole body.

And this Tygo fox clan wears a full-body armor, which is composed of only three parts, except for the helmet, only the upper and lower parts.

Alan easily dismantled this set of full-body armor, and found that this set of armor was very well designed, and it didn't need to be cumbersome to wear at all, just like wearing a jacket and pants, the upper body could be worn directly with both hands up, and the lower body was more convenient, and the legs could be stretched out and kicked.

"Awesome!" Alan pointed to the armor and said to Babylon the Great: "The whole is natural, and the first time should be through casting mold watering, using some kind of tool for internal polishing, the military industry of the Beamon orcs has developed to this extent?" ”

When Babylon the Great went up and looked closely, he found that there were many traces of slight depressions and some small pits.

Alan put his hand into the armor, originally wanted to test the thickness of the chest part of the armor, but his thumb just pressed against a concave point, and with a slight force, the concave point was actually pushed back, and the original part was intact.

"Holy!" Alan turned his armor over in shock, checked it again, and looked at Babylon the Great with some dumbfounded eyes.

"What's wrong?" Babylon the Great thinks the chief is really making a fuss, isn't it just a set of armor, if you like it, just pick it up and take it back, didn't you always do it before?

Alan shook his head, pointed to the armor and said, "These faint white marks on the armor should be caused by the swords of the soldiers of the Holy Light Guardian Army of the Southern Diocese. ”

Babylon the Great grew his mouth and asked, "Just cut out such a white mark." ”

He knew that the weapons of the Holy Light Guardian Army and the weapons of the Temple Paladins belonged to the standard weapons of the high-ranking warriors of the Holy See, even if the armor created by the dwarves of De Niro for the warriors of the Bloodhoof Tribe was slashed, although it could not break the defense with one blow, but if it was hit in the same part, it would definitely penetrate or be broken.

After the last battle with the Iron Rider Legion, the armor of many Bloodhoof warriors was almost scrapped, leaving the dwarves at a loss for the broken armor, which means that it could not be repaired at all, and in the end, it was all melted and forged for a second time.

Now Fan Di and De Niro have updated the second-generation armor, although it is lighter and more defensive than the first-generation armor, but Babylon the Great is very sure that the overall defense effect will definitely not reach the defensive level of the armor in front of them, and it is far from the same.

"Yes, there's more to it than that." Alan pointed to the dense potholes and continued, "If I'm not mistaken, these marks should be caused by the priests of the Holy Light Department in the southern diocese, and the only thing they can do quickly and attack magic is the Holy Light Bullet. ”

"Holy Light Bullet?" Babylon the Great's jaw was about to fall to the ground.

The Holy Light Bullet, which contains the magic power of the Holy Light System, is definitely the strongest single attack method of the Holy Light Priest of the Holy See, and the Bloodhoof Warrior has suffered a big loss on it before, even if he wears the very heavy armor of the first generation, he is the same as being hit by a big hammer, and the weight of a barbarian warrior is as high as three hundred pounds, and the weight of the armor is almost four hundred pounds.

After the weight of nearly four hundred pounds was hit by the Holy Light Bullet, the barbarian warriors were basically knocked several meters away, and they were so angry that they couldn't get up and fight again in the first place.

There is no single form of the Holy Light Bullet, in addition to the extremely fast casting and flying speed, the light balls condensed by the magic power of the Holy Light system are also large and small.

The higher the cultivation level, the smaller the Holy Light Bullet will be released, and conversely, the lower the cultivation level, the larger the volume.

But small size does not mean low quality, if a big face plate flies towards you, at most it will smash your face.

But something the size of a basin completely condenses into the size of a small stone, and the same mass, the more damage it causes, the more damage it causes, and even penetrates the armor body and is not surprising at all.

Big Babylon looked at the potholes that were only the size of a thumb with a shocked face and was speechless for a long time, and after counting them with his fingers for a while, he said in an unusually heavy tone: "This guy has suffered at least twelve holy light bullets, and he is still alive and well. ”

Alan nodded, and slapped his mouth into the Tygo Praetorian Guard's face.

The Tiger Guard snorted and didn't wake up.

"Smack!" Alan rounded his arm and slapped him again.

The unfortunate ghost on the ground still lay there, like a corpse except for the slight sound of breathing.

"Bang Bang!" Alan gave him three more slaps, and his palms were a little red, and as a result... Still no effect.

"I'm coming!" Unbeknownst to Babylon, the Great had never picked up a large stone, the size of a millstone, and smashed it in front of the Tygo Tiger Guard.

Alan was startled, and hurriedly hid to the side and scolded: "Are you going to stone him to death or wake him up?" You're stupid! ”

"Bang dang!" The cobblestone of the millstone smashed against the door of the Tiger Clan, and the hapless man finally woke up, his face covered in blood and his eyes blank.

Alan pulled out the triangle spur that De Niro had tailored for him from the back, pressed it against the guy's neck and whispered, "Ask you a few questions, and if you dare to play a little trick, I will kill you." ”

"You, who are you?" The Tiger Clan didn't seem to care about the weapon around their neck, and seemed to care more about the identity of Eren and Babylon the Great.

"Answer my question first."

The Tiger Clan Praetorian Guard sneered and kept silent.

Allen stabbed the triangular army stab upwards less than two centimeters, and the Tiger Clan Praetorian Guard closed his mouth tightly, his face was extremely painful, and a trace of blood began to flow from his jaw.

"What's your name?" Alan continued.

"I'm not afraid of death!"

Alan stabbed the triangular spur upwards less than half a centimeter again, and the Tiger Guard's mouth opened wide but he couldn't make a sound, and from his mouth, it could be seen that the top of the thorn had pierced his chin.

Alan winked at Babylon the Great, who looked confused.

"Bring me a companion of his."

Big Babylon sighed, ran to the side, picked up the two liger Praetorian Guards who had fallen into a coma, and threw them behind Allen.

Alan sneered, his right hand shot like lightning, and the triangular thorn entered from the side of the armor, instantly piercing the heart of a lion and tiger guard, and the lion and tiger guard who fell into a coma lost his life in his sleep, and died peacefully.

"What's your name?"

Alan asked again, but the hard-mouthed Tiger Tiger remained silent.

"Poof!" Another Liger Praetorian Guard was learned of life by Alan in his sleep.

"Bring me two more."

Babylon the Great looked expressionless and brought over the two companions of the Prietorian Guard.

Alan didn't continue to ask questions this time, and pierced two more hearts as he did.

During this time, the Tiger Clan, who was lying on the ground, tried to struggle and was trampled off his right calf by Babylon the Great.

After a hoarse and painful roar, the Tiger Clan, whose chin was full of blood, finally spoke: "My name is... Chuck, the tiger prince of the Lion and Tiger Praetorian Guard, let it go. Spare my brothers. ”