As Xiao Yan and the others began to distribute the weapons on the ground and prepare for battle, the gentleman's calligraphy was also coming to an end.

With the gurgling sound of flowing water, beyond the demon's huge body, a large number of ink-colored words were constantly spinning, crushing each other. And in the process of forming some new characters, it's like a weird word game, a lot of words borrow radicals from each other, and then form some never-before-seen words.

The process was slow but sure, accompanied by the flow of these words, and the growing wheezing of the gentleman. At first, the sound was not loud, but when the gentleman's face began to irreversibly develop in the direction of old age, Xiao Yan could hear the gentleman's lungs wheezing like a windmill. Listening to this voice, Xiao Yan always had the idea of "maybe the gentleman won't be able to hold on in the next second". But every time he thought so, the sound of long, painful breathing came to his ears again. The gentleman continued to live, and although the words in his hand were not as smooth and graceful as just now, he was still slowly writing these words, which were no longer in any frame structure.

As for the demon suspended in the text, it didn't look easy either. Its massive body was forcibly compressed by the words in a space the size of a room, and no matter how much it struggled, it could not struggle out of the words. And as the text grows, the demon's body looks like it's going to be completely wrapped in a cocoon.

"If that demon has a level 9 level, that gentleman probably has a level less than level 8, and just fighting hard can't solve any problems. So he squeezed all his life into that formation. You can understand that he used the capabilities of the next few decades in advance. That's the only way. to give the most ferocious blow to that demon. But this attrition also means that his life will never be restored. ”

Cuckoo whispered as she handed Hannibal to Xiao Yan, the gloves on her wrists already glowing faintly golden.

Xiao Yan nodded, he couldn't stop the gentleman's suicidal behavior, what he needed to do was to make the gentleman's efforts not in vain.

At this moment, Xiao Yan saw a burned house beam surging. Suddenly, it fell straight into the middle of the air, and plunged into the cocoon made of ink, as if it had caused a little impact on the demon.

At the same time, almost all of the trialists made noises of different sizes, and the preparations they had been preparing for a long time suddenly exploded at this moment.

There are two points in time to intervene in the battle between the gentleman and the demon, the first is when the gentleman completes the zuihou blow, taking advantage of the fact that the demon is already extremely weak. The other is similar to the current situation, before the gentleman attacks, he will find a way to weaken the vitality of some demons.

If the damage dealt by the gentleman is a fixed value, then there is not much difference in the time he chooses to attack the demon. However, consideration is needed to have more precise information. For example, what kind of attacks the demon is resistant to, what type of attack can deal bonus damage to the demon, and so on. Or is the second point in time more appropriate. After all, the current demon is firmly imprisoned in a cocoon made of words, and there is no possibility of attacking and being dodged.

The only problem was that Xiao Yan didn't know if this attack would have an impact on the ink cocoon, thus hindering the gentleman's next attack. So they've been observing. It was only now, when they saw that a fragment of a beam could easily pass through the ink cocoon and hit the demon, that the trialists suddenly struck.

"Level 1 energy can't deal effective damage, and it can't form forced damage!"

"Level 1 electromagnetic shock can't cause effective damage, only forced damage!"

"The first-level heat beam impact cannot cause effective damage, there is no forced damage!"

"Level 2 Sonic Beam Blast deals 11 effective damage!"

The first to come to the conclusion was that Calisto, who had already arranged the magic circle enchantment under his feet, in the continuous bombardment like a machine gun, the female trialist quickly reported the result, and finally said: "The first-level energy attack does not have any effect on the demon, the minimum attack must be above 90, it is best to find a way to reduce the demon's defense!" ”

As soon as her words ended, the heavy crossbow floating on Laikaon's right arm had begun to make a "crash" sound.

The thick crossbow arrows as long as a child's arm pierced through the ink words in an instant, striking the demon hard, and the impact caused the demon to turn his head sharply and stare at the black mist.

"The attack is not strong enough to deal effective damage, only force damage 1."

Laikaon loudly reported his results to the other trialists, who had to grasp all the demons in the shortest possible time. It is much more convenient to report their results as soon as possible than to analyze them in a low voice afterwards, and whether the enemy will understand these words is no longer within the scope of Xiao Yan's consideration.

There was a "boom", this time it was the ash heaven on the cuckoo's arm that loved to exert its power, and in the huge gray smoke, a lead bullet went straight to the demon's body. When the demon wanted to do something, the bullet had already hit the demon's body with only 12 eyes, and the impact of the bullet did not have much impact on the demon, and it was estimated that the results would not be too optimistic.

"Ordinary firearm lead bullet, which deals 3 effective damage, and the defense is too high!"

At this time, there is no need to continue shiyan, and if you don't destroy the defense of this demon, it's useless to say anything.

"Calisto, you use Ymir's sparkle to try out what is the result of a normal bow and arrow shot."

"Damage 11, this guy's defense is too high, no matter how close it is, it's useless."

Xiao Yan nodded, the demon that was heavily wrapped in the ink cocoon had begun to turn more of its eyes here, which meant that the demon also felt some kind of crisis emanating from this place. This feeling was very strange, and when Xiao Yan felt that the demons were very terrifying and difficult to deal with, the demons also became wary of Xiao Yan's existence.

"We have to go in, my skills don't work at such a distance."

Xiao Yan whispered, they are now about 15 meters away from the mouth of Tunzi, about 100 meters away from the center of Tunzi. Calisto's skills and those ranged weapons can deal some damage to the demon, but the one who can really deal effective damage to this demon must get closer.

Whether it's Lecaon's legendary Double-Bladed Axe, Cuckoo's Ash Paradise, or Xiao Burn's Eye of the Storm, Calisto's Abyssal Chant needs to be 10 meters or closer to be truly effective. However, it is also a dangerous distance. The person who looked like a strong man just now could inflict extremely terrible damage on Xiao Yan and them at such a long distance, at a distance of 10 meters, this kind of damage may not be able to dodge and resist at all, once contacted, he would definitely die.

However, Xiao Yan did not hesitate, he rechecked his staff, and before the others could respond, he had already rushed out of the heavy black mist and rushed towards the huge demon suspended in the air.

"Hello, I'm here."

Xiao Yan stared at the demon that was slightly turbulent in the air, like an embryo shrunk in a bubble, unable to move and unable to fight, and greeted calmly.

His voice was low, but the demon seemed to be able to hear Xiao Yan's voice, and as soon as the trialist rushed into the tunzi, he turned all his eyes that could be diverted to Xiao Yan.

Either the demon dies or the trialist dies, there are only two options. So, there is essentially no difference between a distance of 50 meters and a distance of 10 meters. Conversely, the closer you are, the more damage you will do to the demon, and the easier it will be to kill the demon before it kills you.

Xiao Yan doesn't need to think too much too much, everything is for today's now, since he has already faced it, then face it directly and bravely.

Xiao Yan ran quickly, his feet occasionally stepping on the chest and abdomen of a corpse, or the head of a child, and the sound that made his heart hair flutter was making his anger continue to steam. He wants to kill the demon and kill the other with his own hands, so that the demon can also experience true despair and pain.

Kill it!

Xiao Yan's heart began to roar violently, and with this unprecedented killing intent, a new light suddenly erupted from Xiao Yan's body. In this light, everyone could hear what Xiao Yan seemed to be repeating in his mouth.

It seemed like a sentence, but it seemed like just a word, or even just a strange pronunciation. Whatever these things are, they seem to be incompatible with this shijie, not just with the trial shijie, but probably with all the shijie that the shijie tree controls and influences. But this light made Hannibal, who poked his head out of his clothes in Xiao Yan's arms, bark happily.

In Hannibal's senses, this light made it familiar, like the taste of home.

Xiao Yan, who swept past the gentleman, turned his hand and threw Hannibal at the gentleman's side, and took out a large knife from his backpack, which the Chinese people called the Pu knife, and jumped high at the demon.

How high can Xiao Yan run and jump in the past? The standard of a player in American professional basketball, with enough liliang and a higher body style, how high can Xiao Yan run and jump? 5 meters, this is his record.

Seeing that the demon squeezed almost all of his eyes over, staring at this side, Xiao Yan only sneered.

"You're damned!"

As he spoke, the sword flashed in his hand, and the adult-tall Pu knife slashed at the demon's feet with a sharp and headache-inducing slashing sound. (To be continued......)