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The whole corridor is very dark, and the permanent lights built into the walls are actually ominous dark red.

As if deliberately, the walls were pitted and uneven, looking very strange under the dancing dim red light, pure black and dark red intertwined into a thick blood color, diffusing around the body.

Duck carried the Morning Star in the Prison Eye, carefully walking in a field of black-red blood.

I guess this is the end of the luck, right? The Drake Chamber of Commerce has so many good players that they are like shells on the beach, and if you find someone casually, you can't deal with it yourself. Having said that, it was really interesting just now, but I actually found a voyeur who didn't know anything to deal with Lao Tzu? What is the use of this kind of miscellaneous fish? At the very least, it is okay to have a high-level opponent.

Now that they're being watched, there's no one left, so could there be some murderous mechanism activated, such as a hidden arrow in the wall, a rolling stone at the end of the passage, a trap with a blade that suddenly appears at your feet?

Dark's pace grew slower and slower, and every step was carefully leaned out, tried, and held on to this step.

Ahead, there seems to be something?

Duck narrowed his eyes and looked ahead, the lights were too flickering, too dim, it seemed to be an irregular cuboid, what the hell, wardrobe?

A bright blue white dot suddenly lit up on the closet!

Darke instinctively sensed the danger, his body was short, and with a whoosh, a sharp spear flew over his right shoulder like a silver comet!

So swift that instead of a spear, a long silver comet tail was left on the retina. The comet's head plunged headlong into the upper right corner of the entrance to the corridor, and the bricks and stones were splashed everywhere.

Next, a loud roar rang out from the built-in call circle above Dark's head, humming through the tunnel.

"Bairkin, why did you destroy the True Vision Circle!"

The big closet slowly moved forward, and Duck was surprised to find that the big man was a heavily armed warrior, and the huge plate armor completely wrapped his entire body!

The big wardrobe slowly spoke: "Bernardo, this is my war, shut up, otherwise, I will also abolish the call circle." ”

Duck could hear the sound of heavy breathing coming from the call circle, strange, how did the one named Bernardo inside sound hysterical?

"The little mouse did a good job, slaughtered that Negru scum, I love it. ”

"That's really grateful, Mr. Wardrobe. Duck pointed to the top of his head, "Won't you get in trouble with that?"

"Oops, I lost my words. So clean up and atone for your sins. My name is Bairkin, a fifth-level heavy armor swordsman, and I am fully dressed. ”

"Darke, Port Snell Police Station Probationary Patrolman, Rank ...... I don't know, dress ...... No. ”

Baierkin said: "I have seen your battle, you are born with divine power, purely in terms of strength, about two and a half levels." ”

Darker smiled, "It's just two and a half years apart." ”

"It's really not much, it's basically the gap between a little mouse that has just grown hair and an adult man. ”

"Coupled with combat experience, you're almost a teenager, right?"

Bairkin smiled dumbly: "Pretending to be calm and pretending to be arrogant, you want me to let my guard down? Stand still, don't move, and solve it at once. ”

Duck held his breath as he watched the other man's every move.

The level gap is too big, the only chance to win is when the opponent makes a mistake, and, before that, try to survive the opponent's attack!

However, does the other side's fighting spirit seem to be resolute? Or is it like a cat and mouse, first teasing enough, and then slapping it to death with one claw?

The covered helmet and the whole body plate armor, look at the thickness, look at the dense spell circuits on it, and it may not be hung up on the battlefield! The huge tower shield on the left hand is about to catch up with the door panel! The knight's spear in the right hand is more than two meters long! There are both a short-handled battle axe and a short sword at the waist, a longbow on the back, and five throwing spears, each with the barrel of an egg--the same guy who pierced the True Vision Circle just now.

Armed to the teeth, is this clearly the rhythm of the heavy pikemen charging into battle? Standing there and not moving and letting Lao Tzu knock may not be able to knock it! Who will push a ballista for Lao Tzu?

The knight's spear emits a silvery white glow!

A silver light flashed, and Bailkin's knight's spear turned into a long silver-white dragon, one end held in his hand, and the other suddenly stretched out, stabbing straight towards Dark!

Will the knight's gun be extended?

Duck was startled, but fortunately his brain was not stupid, he leaned back, and the long silver dragon grazed his body, and plunged into the stone wall by the door at the far end of the road, and suddenly the rubble was splashed, and because of the distance, the sound of the stone being stabbed was a little blurred.

Damn, the attack range is so long, what are you doing with a throwing gun on your back!

The thought flashed through his mind, and then another voice shouted in his ear: The spear that shot has no attack power, look at the enemy, look at the enemy!

The two eyeballs only had time to turn one, and a huge silver-white figure rumbled into it like a speeding crushing hammer siege vehicle!

Duck ducked as hard as he could!

The long knight's spear was like a rubber band that had been stretched out, pulling the huge silver-white figure towards the other end of the tunnel!

The hard granite floor was splashed with gravel! The wind pressure from the huge figure swept over the face, like a knife cut!

Darker was secretly glad that he was more focused just now, and he didn't stare at the gun stupidly, otherwise, two meters high, half a meter wide, and half a meter long with a big iron bump, hit it at such a fast speed, and it wouldn't be smashed into a meatloaf?

In the closed passage, the smoke and dust flying around it could not be dispersed for a long time, blocking Dark's vision, and he didn't know where the guy had gone.

Duck didn't dare to move, he was nervously thinking about what to do.

Looking at the body type, this guy's strength may not lose to himself; in terms of equipment, he is equivalent to running naked; fighting speed, the speed of the heavy armor swordsman is far inferior to his own, but looking at this guy just now, it is clear that he has the skill of increasing speed in disguise! As for spells...... Anyway, I won't, don't think about it.

"Has the last shortcoming been filled? Is there a dead end? Do you have to fight to the death?"

Dark's grip on the Helleye Morning Star, the armor of the helmet is generally not too thick, and it is basically used to protect against arrows. If you hit the opponent in the head with a blunt object, it is enough to cause a concussion, even if you can't break the defense.

"A fifth-level swordsman, how can he be hit in the head so easily?

In the chaotic smoke and dust, the silver-white bright spots shine again!

"Again, if you don't hit the first time, will you hit the second time?"