Section 57 The Great Crisis!

The battle in which the Keeper controls his minions is somewhat similar to horse racing. The precept bearer is the jockey, who is responsible for the direction of strategy, such as when to accelerate, how to distribute physical strength, and so on.

Of course, there are more things to consider for the vow-bearer, such as offensive and defensive blood, skills, when to replace minions, cooperation between minions, etc., which all require sufficient experience and judgment.

The battle between the minions is more dependent on their own instincts to fight, and strategically accept the command and advice of the precept holder.

At this time, Chen Yin and the Demon Tyrannosaurus were not like this.

They differed from ordinary jockeys and racehorses in that none of them would have his mount walk on two hind legs.

And what Chen Yin is doing is something similar.

Under Chen Yin's control, the Demon Tyrannosaurus was completely driven by instinct, how to adjust the center, how to tactically deceive...... At this moment, the Demon Tyrannosaurus seemed to suddenly have a treacherous and cunning soul possession, completely changing its habits and instincts.

And so, this amazing scene happened.

When everyone thought that this monster would be hard to take a sword from the Doom Guardian before it could bite the Doom Guardian's body, the Demon Tyrannosaurus suddenly turned around and stopped, and the kinetic energy of the charge was forcibly converted into a rotating force, and then its thick tail swept over like the Doom Guard's lower plate!

The Guardian of Doom, who was completely unresponsive, was smiling and raising his greattooth greatsword, ready to slash the Demon Tyrannosaurus into a blur of flesh and blood, but this sudden sweeping leg ...... Oh no, the tail of the sweep slammed into its knees, and suddenly its center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground.

"Roarβ€”"

After sweeping its tail, the Demon Tyrannosaurus turned around, jumped with the remaining strength of the rotation, and fell heavily on the back of the Doom Guard, its sharp claws piercing deep into the Doom Guard's skin, and the blood basin was a big bite on its head.

From the two behemoths charging each other to the Doomsday Guard being knocked down, the whole process was only a few seconds, and the movements of the Demon Tyrannosaurus were even smoother, which was pleasing to the eye.

When the Doomsday Guard was pounced, Chen Yin relaxed the control of the Tyrannosaurus. has already created such a big advantage, so the next thing is to rely on Uncle Long's attack instinct, at this time, Chen Yin's too much intervention will affect Uncle Long's damage output.

So the old butler was naturally unlucky.

"Whoosh!"

Well-made arrows, with flickering arcane light, flew relentlessly towards the old butler.

The old butler had to use a card with the two soul crystals he had just recovered.

"Devouring demons."

"Kill a random contract demon and convert its health into a shield."

With a terrible scream, the old butler's body suddenly had a layer of shadow shield like nothing.

"Bang ......"

"Boom ......"

A barrage of arrows was bounced off by the Shadow Shield, and the arcane energy attached to the arrows was neutralized by the Shadow Energy, without affecting the old butler in the slightest.

But that's not the end of it.

Chen Yin's soul crystal recovery speed is amazing, with the arcane shooting again and again, the card ring in Chen Yin's hand has never broken the soul crystal! And there are more and more flying stars around him that are in a state of dissociation......

The old butler looked at the two soul crystals he had just recovered with a grim face, and Chen Yin had already used no less than 10 soul crystals! If you look closely at the recovery speed, Chen Yin is actually a crushing advantage!

The rain of locust-like arrows suppressed the old butler from raising his head, and even made him unable to distract too much from manipulating the Doomsday Guard.

And that's exactly what Chen Yin needs.

"Roar!!"

The Doomsday Guard, who had been pounced on by the Tyrannosaurus, finally struggled to fight, picked up the Megatooth Greatsword and slashed at the Tyrannosaurus's head. How could our Uncle Long suffer such a loss? A back-jump widens the distance, followed by a circle around the Doom Guard.

Chen Yin observed the blood volume of both sides slightly, after the previous first attack, Uncle Long was only burned by the sacrifice of the Doomsday Guard 1 HP, and the Doomsday Guard was caught and bitten by the Demon Tyrannosaurus, but it was only 3 HP lost.

It's still not a matter of breaking the defense, and the defense of this doomsday guard only needs to be a little bit, and the sharp bite just now can bite its old life.

Suddenly, without Chen Yin's order, the Demon Tyrannosaurus ran around the Doomsday Guard!

Chen Yin was slightly stunned, Uncle Long repeated his old tricks, opened his huge mouth and rushed forward, and the moment the doomsday guard responded, he stopped and flicked his tail again!

Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, the Doomsday Guard slammed the sawtooth heavy sword into the ground, and if Uncle Long continued to sweep the tail of the hall, the heavy sword would be able to cut off its tail.

But what is amazing is that this time Uncle Long's tail is not aimed at his knees at all, but at the head of the Doomsday Guard!

"Boom!"

With a loud muffled sound, the heavy tail slammed into the Doom Guard's face, and although the effect of the blow was still immune, such a heavy blow also made the Doom Guard stunned for half a second.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Uncle Long collided and pushed the huge human demon into the sky, and then the giant claws stepped on its body, opened its huge mouth and bit the head of the Doomsday Guard again, and then shook its neck and tore it hard!

"Boom!"

After the sound of bones breaking, Uncle Long shook his head violently in the next second, and ripped off the head of the Doomsday Guard!!

Black blood was sprayed on the ground, corroding the stones on the ground to "sizzle", and then a pungent strange smell spread, making Chen Yin not only cover his mouth and nose.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Good, good. The old butler, who had finally recovered the 3 soul crystals, glanced at Chen Yin with a gloomy face, took out a card and used it.

A five-pointed star magic array swirled at the old butler's feet, and then the old butler's figure disappeared in the black smoke.

At the same time that Chen Yin and their side were dividing the victory and defeat, the white-armored paladins led by Lancelot also slaughtered the black-armored slave cavalry, leaving only a dozen remnants of the defeated generals to flee into the distance with little Pound.

Knowing that his task was to defend, Lancelot did not chase after him, and after watching the backs of the slave cavalry disappear, he ordered the other paladins to dismount and clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded, while he himself walked towards Chen Yin with his helmet between his legs.

"Roarβ€”"

Just as Lancelot was about to get to Chen Yin's side, the huge head of the Demon Tyrannosaurus suddenly blocked his way, and grinned at the paladin very unfriendly.

"He's not an enemy." Chen Yin patted the bridge of its nose vigorously, and then scratched Uncle Long's chin diligently.

"Whew."

Uncle Long stretched his neck comfortably, then stretched his legs, crawled on the ground with a "boom", put his head next to Chen Yin, and stared at Lancelot with half-open eyes - it seemed that as long as Lancelot showed the slightest disrespect, he would open his mouth and gnaw on it.

"It's ......" Lancelot smiled, and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Chen Yin.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ It understands. Chen Yin spread his hands, "So I advise you not to say anything sensitive." ”

"It's incredible." Lancelot wiped the blood from his face and looked at the hill lying on the ground with envy.

Chen Yin shrugged, "Indeed, I never thought that Uncle Long would be so strong, I only taught it once, and he would draw inferences." ”

"Roar."

Uncle Long proudly roared a syllable in his throat.

"It's incredible...... Lancelot shook his head, "I've never seen such an independent soul." Generally speaking, after being sealed into a card, he can only retain the instinct of fighting, but if you look at it, he still maintains a complete consciousness! ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I haven't asked. Chen Yin thought for a moment, "Human servants, are they really human?" ”

"Of course." Lancelot nodded, "Do you remember Pound Jr.'s champion gladiator?" Each Champion Gladiator is a quarterly champion in the Imperial Arena. ”

"Really seal a living human into a card!?" Chen Yin's face was embarrassed.

"Why not? If you are sealed, you must agree to it, and if you are the slightest reluctant, you will only destroy the blank card, and the seal will not be successful. ”

"How could anyone be willing!?"

"The world in the arena is cruel, young master." Lancelot shook his head, "Like making the offspring of gladiators freedmen." This is the reason why many champion gladiators give in, but there are many other conditions that are not limited to this......"

"Barbaric civilization."

"What?" Lancelot did not understand Chinese.

"I say, you barbarians." Chen Yin said word by word.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Do you sympathize with them? Lancelot's expression was a little strange, "I'm left with the mark of the soul sea, and I'm like them in a way. ”

"How so!" Chen Yin's face turned red.

"I'm still free, and it's only because of your kindness." Lancelot suddenly turned around and jumped on his mount, "Come on, Your Excellency, what you need now is rest. ”

"But ......"

"The law of the jungle has been the case since ancient times. There may be differences in form, and there may be shifts in the social system, but in essence, no matter what civilization, no matter what society, the weak and the strong are the most basic laws. You just aren't used to our rules of the jungle yet. ”

At this point, Lancelot paused and continued, "But one day, you'll get used to it." I want you to know that I cherish everything now. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ No, this kind of thing can never become a habit. ”

……

Ten days later.

……

"Boom!!"

Chen Yin was suddenly awakened by the sound of an explosion.

Rubbing his face vigorously with his hands, and rubbing the sludge off his hands on his pants, Chen Yin cautiously poked out half of his head and looked in the direction of the explosion.

I saw a few light bullets falling from the high tower of knowledge......

"Boom!"

A group of mercenaries retreated with a blast, leaving behind dozens of corpses.

Chen Yin whistled: "Well done." ”

After speaking, he lay down in the grass (ke) just now, and held a straw stick in his mouth to close his eyes.

A few days earlier, Pound Sr. had launched one of the strongest attacks in history, pushing forward positions all the way to the bottom of the Tower of Knowledge. Just when Chen Yin thought that he could only retract into the Tower of Knowledge and rely on the iron gate to defend, several windows suddenly opened on the Tower of Knowledge, and then countless light bullets of the same style as just now crackled down.

In the light and rain, the mercenaries under Old Pound were suddenly reduced by a quarter.

With his back against the Tower of Knowledge, coupled with a steady supply of soul stones, Chen Yin took Lancelot and two teams of 24 paladins to firmly defend one direction! Even McCarthy's dad didn't expect this.

In the non-stop fighting, Chen Yin learned to eat and rest with needles and needles. It has also cultivated a keen sense of the battlefield.

Of course, in the past few days, especially on the day when Old Pound launched a general attack, Chen Yin encountered countless difficulties and dangers, and even shot all the arrows at the most critical time. But even so, he never used to connect with Lancelot's soul even once.

Lancelot knew this very well, and wanted to say something to Chen Yin several times, but finally gave up.

In his opinion, Chen Yin's behavior was a little stupid, and he didn't even know why Chen Yin was so insistent.

But......

Whenever he saw Chen Yin's dirty and tired face, an indescribable emotion would rise in his heart.

Trust? Admire? Grateful?

It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be. Even Lancelot himself didn't know what it was.

"Your Excellency, your lunch." Lancelot placed the wooden dinner plate beside Chen Yin.

"How many times have I said it, a bag of water, a few slices of bread is fine, everyone is like this, don't make me special." Chen Yin turned over and got up, looking at the formation of vegetables, meat and soup on the wooden plate, and couldn't help but hold his forehead a little.

"Your identity is certainly different from theirs." Lancelot insisted.

"Well, you have the final say." Chen Yin tore a meat chop and gnawed it, "You're welcome, let's eat together." Food is precious and wasted shamefully. ”

Despite saying that, Lancelot quietly waited until Chen Yin finished eating, which would eliminate the leftovers.

"Wooβ€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”"

The muffled sound of a horn rolled by.

"Again?"

Chen Yin poked his head out and looked out, and saw a group of mercenaries being driven to attack the Tower of Knowledge.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

With the light bullets firing their might, the group was scattered and fled.

"No, it's not. How many times has this been? Chen Yin frowned.

"Today is already the fourteenth attack." Lancelot replied.

"Damn, shit, shit! Sleep mistakes! Chen Yin quickly took out his communication card and contacted McCarthy's father.

"Daddy, why do I think something is wrong?"

"I know, he's draining our inventory." Daddy McCarthy said helplessly.

"That'...... Why don't we come back in the next wave, and we rush out to kill a wave? ”

"No, that would only make him attack early." Daddy McCarthy's voice sounded a little dry, "According to reliable sources, Pound has finally reached an agreement with the Ring Keepers Guild to fully cooperate...... And the price is to give all the wealth in the Tower of Knowledge to the Guild of the Ringholders. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ So, there are more quasi-legends on their side? Chen Yin fell into deep thought, "Although the pressure is a little high, I try to resist a few more ......."

"No, the problem now is that it's not a quasi-legend anymore."

"You mean?" Chen Yin was stunned.

"Ice Legend Bronthos."

(To be continued.) )