"You guys are very fast, and the guns of the mad guns are not as fast as you. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is interesting, can you please introduce yourself? Dunant was still half-lying in the big rocking chair, not at all conscious of a warrior. The audience was convinced that the five Assassins would be able to cut him into eighty-eight pieces in a second, and then discard the fragments in twenty-two different shapes.

"My name is Bayonet One."

"My name is Bayonet Two."

"My name is Bayonet Three."

"My name is Bayonet Four."

"My name is Bayonet Five."

The five of them signed up one after another at once, which sounded tiring.

Dunant laughed, "Oh, I admit that you are true assassins, and you have even given up your own name. Great opponent, but unfortunately, it seems a bit out of place for your profession to blend into the realm of gods. It is not easy to truly kill a god in a small chaos area, there are so many means of resurrection that the value of being an assassin is almost equal to nothing. To be honest, I'm a lazy person, and I was going to surrender. It's just that you're so funny, I can play with you. ”

Bayonet One spoke on behalf of the brothers: "Night Wanderer, you mean...... Play? Not a serious contest? ”

Dunant nodded: "Well, play." ”

The bayonet did not attack, only stretched out his hand to ask, a pair of you prepare slowly, we are not in a hurry.

Dunant explained, "First of all, this is the effect of the plague...... As you all know, I won't go into too much detail. Then, there are many auxiliary means to enhance yourself in battle, such as true god mechas, super artifacts, martial arts, god bodies and ancient divine power, etc. Speaking of the fact that after everyone has a true god battle body and can use the god crystal covering armor, there is one thing that I believe everyone has overlooked, and it is ...... War torso. ”

In case the thorn still doesn't attack, let Dunant tell.

The audience was also speechless.

Can you still use this kind of thing, you may need an ancestral war body under the god as a condition for breaking through 100 million, and after the level of the god, it is better to use the war body to practice the god body a little better.

"Originally, I didn't want to be verbose, but when I saw that you were determined to follow the path of assassins, I told you. Now, the plague will slowly take effect, and I guess you will be able to hold it out for a few days. Next, the battle body I used was called the 'Silt Dragon', an ancient class, a special battle body found specifically for the power of the plague god. What effect it has, you will find out by trying. Dunant stood up and retracted his rocking chair.

And then.

Slowly turning into a soft stucco dragon, it slowly fell to the ground again, with an expression that you could start with.

"Shall I be?" Bayonet One didn't mind what Dunant had changed.

In the eyes of the Assassins, there was nothing that could not be assassinated.

Dunant bowed slightly.

Almost at the same moment as the jaw, five glimmers of light flashed, and the huge silt dragon was instantly cut into ten.

Three seconds later.

The cut wound slowly recovered, and there was no cut at all. Such a result was not surprising to either the five Assassins or the audience. If the Silt Dragon didn't have any special skills, the Night Wanderer wouldn't have moved it out to offer ugliness. However, this 'soft mud body' five-thorn brother is helpless?

"Be careful." As soon as the bayonet attacked, it warned the 'enemy' before attacking.

Flash.

The man rushed into the back of the silt dragon like lightning, and a strange heat was born, and the whole soft mud body turned into hard rock in an instant. On the other side, Bayonet Two also burrowed into the dragon's head, condensing the soft mud body into frozen soil. The two energies hedged, and the rush exploded, and the entire silt dragon turned into large and small pieces, which were sprinkled all over the sky. Some of the pieces were still burning on fire or emitting cold smoke.

Do it all.

Bayonet 1 and Bayonet 2 returned to the line and stood in a flat row.

The neatness of the five people is like the consistency of the ruler and line gauge.

At this time, they also knew that the Night Wanderer God was not dead, but this blow had already shattered the effect of the Silt Dragon, and it would definitely not be able to be used in battle anymore.

The audience agrees, and the Silt Dragon ends here.

At this time.

The burning pieces went out of the flame, and a puff of green smoke softened. The frozen soil also quickly softened, and a puff of green smoke also came out. Look at it, smell it...... These green smoke are 'poisonous'. At the same time, the softened clay cubes are like wriggling puddings, slowly crawling and slowly gathering together. The Five Thorn Brothers threw only one knife and shattered one of them. Seeing the countless small mud droplets that had been shattered and crawling and gathering like small insects, the five of them never moved again.

The audience was also dumbfounded, staring at the appearance of the Night Wanderer returning to the dragon.

Still lazy on the ground.

"See? Your Assassin methods are of little avail. At the very least, the current means do not have a lethal effect. Dunant groaned.

"And if we freeze you up and don't break it?" Bayonet One did not act, only questioned.

Both sides know that everyone has their own means of hiding.

Before you finish your efforts, you may not want to expose it.

"Do you think it makes sense? I don't need to attack, but you're within the reach of the plague. The longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous you become. ”

"You are not wrong to say that. However, Lord Night Wanderer, if this is a real battlefield, we can get out of the scope of the plague, right? Therefore, your Silt Dragon is just a 'performance tool' and has no war effect. You're just like us Assassins, just nice but not easy to use, right? "Bayonet Yi did not have the inferiority complex he imagined when he denied himself, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

There was a feeling that he did not feel inferior to being an 'Assassin'.

Is the plague useful?

Warriors and spectators were also thinking about it.

The plague barrier seems to be insoluble in the arena, but a real war cannot be confined to a place the size of an arena, and it may not be effective. In addition to fighting, fighters can also hide.

"I'm not talking about the plague, I'm going to talk about this sludge dragon. You said earlier that the Sludge Dragon has no combat effect, and I must clarify it. You'd better be careful, for I won't pity you if I do it. Before we go to war, I would like to remind you that no matter what kind of dragon you are, they all know how to fight dragons. Dunant still didn't stand up, just opened the dragon's mouth.

Slowly roared: "Poisonous mud rain." ”

Moment.

Countless mud and rain bursts, and there are basically no gaps to flash.

Surprising.

The Five Thorn Brothers flashed by easily, as if no matter how small the space was, they could take advantage of the position to hide.

The bayonet flew and stabbed.

Dunant raised his dragon claw and slapped it, and the bayonet steadily retreated, easily avoiding the danger of the dragon claw crushing the top. Just when the audience was bored, suddenly, the bayonet was stunned...... At some point, he was grabbed by a small dragon claw sticking out from under the ground. The other four brothers were caught by the claws of the dragon formed by the underground silt.

Without waiting for Dunant to make a follow-up move, the Five Thorn Brothers did not hesitate to 'swing the dagger at each other'.

Uses self-harm to break free from the dragon's claw.

The audience was nodding. The Five Thorn Brothers are very clever in doing this, and it is much better to be wounded at their own hands than at the hands of their enemies, at least they control the size of the damage. If Dunant had done it, they wouldn't have known how hard they would have been hit.

Those who have a divine body will recover very quickly.

At the same time as the five of them recovered, the mud on the ground floated and slowly softened into small dragons.

The bayonet waved everything.

Lightning slashes off a small dragon beside him.

"Be careful!"

The four brothers reminded that the little dragon turned into mud in the moment of tentacle and stuck to the arm of Bayonet One.

"This mud block is not lethal, it only sticks to you and slows you down a little. Also, it is poisonous and will make your poisoned area slowly paralyzed. Don't try to burn it, because it will catalyze into poisonous smoke as soon as it carries your divine power. These poisonous smokes cannot hurt people, but they can speed up the effect of the plague. In addition...... "Dunant's dragon body slowly opened its mouth and let out a long cloud of green smoke: "I can also spit out poisonous smoke to exacerbate the plague effect. If you want to stop me, you'd better be careful, because I can spit out dragon breath in addition to poisonous smoke, and it's not good for you to hit it. ”

The bayonet was slightly surprised: "Thank you for the reminder, but ...... My recovery is good. ”

Between words.

With a flick of the dagger, he shaved off his arm.

The audience was a little impressed.

The five thorn brothers, ruthless to the enemy, and ruthless to themselves.

Dunant shook his head slightly: "You did something wrong, bayonet one." Real combat is a very serious matter, fighting power, fighting skills, fighting wits, fighting means and fighting tricks. Unless you can absolutely crush your opponent in terms of strength, the more cautious you are in battle, the better. Thinking about everything by taking one more step may not lead to victory, but it is better to avoid danger than impulsive people. This is a lesson for you, please look at the underground ......"

The severed hand fell to the ground, the mud still clinging.

Dunant as he spoke.

The mud fused into the severed arm, and it seemed to absorb divine power, and it suddenly exploded and expanded, and then dispersed like a gray cloud, turning into tens of thousands of 'little dragons' and flying into the space.

"Don't rush to do it yet." Dunant motioned for the five to pause, and then said, "You guys sense first, aren't these new little dragons a little weird?" That's right, you didn't make any sense mistakes, they felt exactly like the divine power of Bayonet One. It's certainly not difficult for you to tell what it looks like now, but it's not easy to tell after a little trickery. For example, I use a dragon skill...... The mud puppet of the Silt Dragon! ”

The dragon roared and groaned.

In an instant, tens of thousands of small dragons turned into 'Bayonet One'.

It's the same regardless of body shape and appearance.

At this point, there is no difference between the psychic senses that can best distinguish between friend and foe. Far from being out of danger, the 'broken arm of the strong man' of Bayonet No. 1 has brought even greater calamity.

"Are you finished, the night wanderer, this is the only way you can do it?" The bayonet sounded calmly.

As if unmoved.

Between words.

A hundred daggers flew out of the body at the same time, and a hundred 'bayonet one' mud puppets were pierced and killed at once. With a move of both hands, a hundred dagger blades flew back to his side again, encircling like flowers and leaves. The bayonet has an expression of 'I don't need to touch it to deal with these mud blocks', and at the same time it has a meaning of 'you little trick is useless'.

Dunant shook his head slowly, gesturing to the hundred blades.

The bayonet frowned.

Amazingly, two of the hundred flying blades were bloody.

Look back again.

Bayonet 3 and Bayonet 4 both clutched their chests, and there were wounds from being pierced through the chest by flying blades. They also had wry smiles on their faces, but they shook their heads to indicate that their injuries were minor and there was no need to worry.

"Need I explain? Well, I'm idle anyway. Dunant still hasn't gotten up, still lying on the stage: "First of all, I said that the mud just now is poisonous, and it is not the poisonous effect of the plague that weakens people. You've been poisoned, and you became one of my clay puppets when I cast 'Sludge Dragon's Clay Puppet'. Rest assured, I can't control you. It's just that you can't tell who your brother is, because you have been deceived by this 'poison'. ”

The bayonet frowned and said, "So the clay puppet I attacked is not necessarily a clay puppet." Even if it looks like me, it could be my brother? ”

Dunant replied leisurely: "It's not a secret, you guessed it. ”

Bayonet Yigu urged the divine power: "Your Excellency Night Wandering God, if you don't explain, maybe this trap still has some effect." Since you've explained it, I have a more convenient way to crack it. The 'clay puppet' that borrowed the power of my broken arm is less than one percent of mine, and it is divided into so many parts, as long as I raise the divine power to a certain level, my brothers will be able to distinguish the 'strong and weak'. How about killing the weakest god and then dealing with you? ”

Between words.

The four brothers had already struck quickly, surrounded by countless daggers.

Like a mad shark rushing into a school of small fish.

In less than a few breaths, the four of them had already killed all the clay puppets. They are joining forces with bayonets and besieging Dunant.

Suddenly.

"Be careful, that's not me." The voice of the bayonet exclaimed, alerting his brother.

Almost at the same moment.

A 'bayonet one' flew with a dagger blade, stabbing all four people in shock. The wounds of the four people were blue and gray, and they retreated violently, forcing the 'strange poison' to hold the blade, looking at this 'extremely powerful' bayonet one, and then at the bayonet one who had just appeared behind him who was covered by dust.

For a while, the four of them were confused.

"I added the same divine power to one of the clay puppets, and isolated him with mud and dust for a little while, so ......" The 'Bayonet One' who killed and injured the four people turned back into a mud ball and flew back to Dunant, and Dunant continued to speak: "You have been easily deceived like this. I think you must have had very few setbacks, right? Because of his good talent, the assassination went smoothly, and he never fought hard, right? ”

As soon as the bayonet came to the brothers: "Night wanderer, you haven't won yet, we ......"

Dunant interrupted: "Pride doesn't give you an advantage, bayonet one." As a reminder, all five of you have been injured and poisoned, and I have been lying on my stomach and have not yet gotten up. Do you think I'm serious about fighting? (To be continued.) )