The name of the red pill is too loud, this poison is only recorded in the textbooks, and even this kind of top-level mercenary group has never been encountered, so that it was chaotic for a while, but soon, the basic individual soldier quality was placed there, and the mercenary group organized an effective defense.

Stainless steel shields were erected, forming a barrier to block the venom of the red pill.

Since the cataclysm, the thermal weapon has lost its effectiveness, and now everyone is some distance away from the light flame, and can only defend passively, unable to organize an effective resistance, ordinary means, for the red pill, it is no different from tickling.

Looking at the dense blood-red patch outside the light flame, Chi Beihan only felt a chill in his heart, and a chill ran down his spine, could it be that this time, he was going to be trapped and die here?

After all, the red pill belongs to the crystal beast class, day and night do not have a big impact on them, unlike the evil thought body and the walking corpse, they hate the light of the day and will retreat, if these red pills do not retreat, when the energy of the miniature shelter is exhausted, it will be too late, and the red pills on this ground are densely packed with no edge in sight.

There are thousands of them, and even if you dodge, you can't completely dodge the attack.

The nails were embedded in the flesh of the palm, and blood flowed out, but Chi Beihan didn't realize it at all, he regretted that he had promised Bai Xue at the beginning, and took this task, if he didn't take it, the Bai family would be down, with his identity as the young leader of the blood wolf mercenary group, the marriage was more beneficial to him, that is, to covet the wealth and power of the Bai family in the outer circle, so that one mistake turned into a thousand hatreds.

The only hope at the moment is this senior brother who has purpura.

But he didn't have much hope.

"Senior Brother Zhuang, do you have any good strategies to break the enemy?"

Zhuang Rong shook his head, his spiritual power paid close attention to everything around him, looking for every possible hope, his current telekinesis was level 24, and his spiritual power was not enough to crush the steel, and he could not cause damage to the red pill. Even if it could, this dense red pill was enough to exhaust him.

However, there is another possibility, to manipulate the red pill with mental power. But this hope was also shattered by quantity.

"There may be only one way now!"

Chi Beihan's eyes lit up, "What way?" ”

"Bringing out the missionary, the missionary and the red pill both live in the Valley of Broken Souls, and the fact that both weirdness can survive for a long time proves that the strength of each other should be equal."

Chi Shouzhen, the deputy head of the regiment, had a gloomy face, "Then Mr. Zhuang is not hurrying?" What to do? ”

Zhuang Rong's face was calm, "If it were just me, I would have thought of it, but right now, we are a team, I must tell you the worst, as for whether to do it or not, it is up to you to decide." ”

"Not to mention whether we can attract missionaries, as I said, since the two live together, it is impossible to say that they will not attack each other, and at that time there will be wolves and tigers, and my idea can only be to bet that war will break out between the two of them."

Chi Shouzhen, the deputy head of the regiment, stopped talking, and his face was ugly.

Chi Beihan's face was filled with a look of struggle, "Senior Brother Zhuang, let's talk about what kind of weirdness the missionary is, there is no introduction in the textbook, when you mentioned it during the day, I only knew about the red pill, but I didn't know about the missionary." ”

"It should be the cultists before the cataclysm, because of some kind of coincidence that the species formed by some kind of coincidence, they should be essentially similar to the walking dead, but they will not evolve and mutate like the walking dead. Belonging to another power system, unconscious, without will, instinctively remnants of a certain faith, but with a strong desire to devour the living. ”

"Unable to restrain himself, he looks like a dried corpse. Every missionary has at least three professions, and is both a martial artist, a telekinesis, and an elemental. As for the strength and weakness, it is impossible to unify the positioning. According to my estimate, the full-time should be a telekinesis. Zhuang Rong recalled in his mind the battle he saw when he woke up from the mouth of the Broken Soul Valley.

It's scary to think about.

Make an effort to relay everything you know.

His eyes fell on Chi Beihan, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Left and right is death, why don't you give it a try, how to do it?"

Zhuang Rong's evaluation of Chi Beihan was a few points higher in his heart, although he knew the possible results, but the vast majority of people, before they died, would never dare to risk putting themselves in a more dangerous situation, which required courage.

"Blood has a deadly temptation for this kind of monster!" Zhuang Rong said lightly.

Whew!!

A group of mercenaries cut their palms, connected them with the utensils brought by the army, and splashed them out in the air, and for a while, the strong smell of blood permeated the light flames, and many red pills felt the smell of blood and stepped forward, but they didn't catch a cold.

'God said; Let there be light! ’

A voice sounded in everyone's hearts, but in this brief moment, several mercenaries were dumbfounded, and they involuntarily pushed their teammates, wanting to walk out.

Caught in the arms by other mercenaries.

The power of the telekinesis!

It's just that after this sound, countless whispers sounded from everyone's minds, like hundreds of people whispering silently, each sentence was layered and batched, as if an echo had been formed in their minds, and in just a few breaths, it was no longer clear what they were talking about, and the magic sound was in the ears.

The head was about to explode, for a moment, Zhuang Rong's mind was blank, and he couldn't help but take two steps by himself, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that there were already eight mercenaries who had walked out of the light flame and walked into the darkness like marionettes.

"Wake up!!" Zhuang Rong broke off with a snort of mental stimulation and roared to wake up everyone in the light flame.

"It's the mental attack, the means of the telekinesis, the full-time ability of the missionary, everyone, back behind me and crouch. Take control of your heart and don't let the magic sound spoil you. After speaking, Zhuang Rong's spiritual power erupted, forming an invisible spiritual power barrier, protecting everyone in it.

Sure enough, after having a spiritual power barrier, when the magic sound penetrates through the barrier and then infiltrates into it, the influence can be completely ignored by the mercenaries behind him.

A black shadow flashed, and under the light flame, one by one 'missionaries' dressed in robes appeared, and those who went out were sucked into dried corpses in just a few seconds, and each missionary had the same image as a dried corpse, with old wrinkled flesh hanging on the bones.

It had a dark cyan lustre, like the color of a stinking corpse.

Holding red crosses in his hands, whispering in his mouth, the eyeless hollow stared at everyone in the light flame.

Red pills leaped high on the ground, and a war broke out between the two races. But at all times, they are more like they are perfunctory to everyone, with their eyes fixed on everyone in the light flame.

Even in the middle of battle, the magic sound has not been broken.

The mercenaries temporarily relieved the pressure, but Zhuang Rong suffered, with his level 24 telekinesis cultivation, there was still a certain amount of pressure to resist these magic sounds, his face was a little pale, and when he was about to abandon these people and choose to protect himself, a familiar voice appeared in his mind again.

[Passive Alchemy is activated by a full-time attack: When you encounter a powerful blow from the same class, you can use the opponent's strength to train your own class]

"This is alchemy? Eldest nephew, I retract my previous attitude, I think you still have some effect. ”

"You really still have a bad idea of my aunt." The system has a tone of discovery of the truth.

Zhuang Rong didn't have the heart to ridicule the system, he sat cross-legged, his mental power split into two, maintaining the shelter circle behind him, while visualizing in his mind with the method of changing the sky and the earth.

In his mind, the invisible magic sound was passively condensed into a trace of pure white spiritual power, and integrated into Zhuang Rong's sea of knowledge.

The crisis was temporarily resolved, but no one dared to rest assured, their eyes were all followed by a faint flame of light, looking at the battlefield outside, especially Chi Beihan, the more they looked, the more frightened they became, if it weren't for Zhuang Rong by his side, if it wasn't for the red pill, any kind of monster would be enough to destroy the mercenary group in front of him that had been famous in the outer circle for a long time.

Among all the transcendentals, each person can only have one full-time job and one deputy position, which is already the ironclad law of the shelter, but these missionaries actually have three abilities and three professions.

Superb physical skills, majestic spiritual power, and elemental energy fluctuations when chanting. Is this a dead man or a living man? Why can a dead person cultivate spiritual power?

The night had become incredibly long, and the morning light had dawned, and the ground was covered with the corpses of Red Pill.

The serpents retreated first, and when the first rays of light shone into the Valley of Broken Souls, the missionaries departed.

This night is over!

Zhuang Rong sensed the changes outside, stood up, and everyone was relieved.

Chi Beihan and Chi Shouzhen walked up to Zhuang Rong, "Thank you Senior Brother Zhuang this time, without you, we wouldn't have been able to spend last night at all." ”

"Red pills don't retreat because of the day, for them, day and night are the same, but they are scared by the missionaries, so they need to be careful. What exactly are you here for, I don't ask, but we must leave the Valley of Broken Souls before dark, and the good fortune like yesterday can't be repeated a second time. Zhuang Rong had a cold face, but he was already eager to rush out to touch the corpse.

Touching the corpse of the missionary.

Chi Beihan remembered what he had just experienced, and he was also afraid for a while.

"Definitely!! Success or not, you must get out of the Valley of Broken Souls before it gets dark. ”