The strong will shine wherever they go, at least there are a few strong people in this group of explorers now. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info whether it is the ironclad man who pulled over the sculpture and pressed it to the ground and smashed them into pieces of iron, or Mongokarn, who attacked back and forth with a pair of sharp claws and tore the sculpture apart. But neither of these two people shined as the young man named Azir.

Unlike these two guys who fought in close quarters, Azir didn't seem to care about the cost of his mana, he just stood still, but there were patches of yellow sand around his body. The yellow sand dance was condensed into a series of swords, guns, swords and halberds with the storm to attack the surroundings, and the sculptures that rushed towards him were all stabbed into a sieve, and even his companions didn't have to use their hands, and he alone intercepted dozens of black iron sculptures that attacked him.

Rafal was also a little more relaxed than Sylvia had imagined, and instead of fighting these guys head-on, she followed the method Sylvia had told her, but instead fought in place. Controlling a few star-mist chains to constantly throw out the attacking sculptures, and her method was really effective, until now she didn't have a single statue corpse under her feet, she didn't consume much mana, and she wasn't injured.

Sylvia, on the other hand, for some unknown reason, was always rushing towards him, and from the time of the battle, he found that the sculptures rushing towards him were at least three to five times larger than the others. Therefore, the pressure of Sylvia is also several times that of others, after all, in terms of magic level at this time, he is naturally not comparable to those few particularly conspicuous guys, if it is about magic props, whether it is the spear in Azir's hand or the mysterious stone sword behind the ironclad man, the breath is far more than his ring.

At present, this kind of black iron statue only has the ability to physically attack, and the only long-range means is those few guys who hide behind and shoot throwing knives, or a small number of long-range archers who shoot bows and arrows.

Sylvia pushed out in the shape of claws with both hands, and the two roaring lightning tigers swept away the dozen or so black iron sculptures in front of him in one go, Sylvia took a breath, seeing that there was finally no sculpture rushing over and continuing to attack him, he pressed his backhand on the wall, and continued to feel the magic fluctuations on the wall.

Although the idea was good, the result was very disappointing to Sylvia, it turned out that there was no passage here, not to mention whether there were enchantments or seals, and there was not even a little magic fluctuation, it was just the most ordinary stone bridge wall. Sighing, Sylvia scratched her head a little helplessly, although the current situation was far from despair, but he couldn't think of a good way for a while, after all, there were mechanisms in the ruins, and when you couldn't find the mechanism, unless you could break it by force, there was really no way.

And as the sculptures in the square continued to die, gradually new sculptures began to move and join the battle, these sculptures were both tireless and needless pain, except that they were not so strong, they were simply the best weapons of killing. At this time, a small half of the one or two hundred people who came into the ruins were already lost in the hands of these sculptures, and even elite-level professionals could not last long when they encountered these sculptures.

Sylvia looked around, and the most likely point of breakthrough right now was the fountain in the middle, the trevi fountain. But the scene where the sculpture was activated after Kim El was bounced away was still vivid, and he was a little hesitant whether he should throw another coin into it.

This method was not very clever, so someone quickly came up with it, only to see a gray dwarf holding the hammer in his hand and squatting on the ground, and the terrifying wave of qi suddenly lifted all the six or seven sculptures around him. The gray dwarf flew towards the Trevi Fountain with the help of the hammer's reaction, and the others saw that it was too late to stop him, so they could only stop him.

But the gray dwarf completely ignored the other people's thoughts, and he threw the coin in his hand directly into the wishing fountain, but fortunately he also did something clever. What Mongokarn threw into the Wishing Fountain was a gold coin, and since the gold coin had been bounced out, the gray dwarf was very clever enough to take two coins from his ring, one silver and one bronze. It was a clever move, but it ended in a disappointing end, as both coins bounced off and the ground shook even more violently beneath the crowd's feet.

This tremor far exceeded the shaking just now, just now everyone was still able to stand in place just because they felt a little shaky, and now this sudden shaking shook some people even directly to the ground.

As the earth shook, everyone began to look around to see what was happening, only to hear a deafening roar suddenly sound, Rafal turned his head stiffly, and found that the dragon, which had been roaring with its head held high, had begun to move. This dragon was obviously not of the same grade as the previous black iron sculptures, although it also shone with a metallic luster, but after he let out a roar, the layer of black iron suddenly shattered like a protective film wrapped outside, and inside was a silver-white metal dragon.

Feeling the terrifying aura coming from the dragon, Sylvia covered her forehead with a headache, "No, it's not right! Just a roar made my spiritual sea disordered, and even the magic power was a little sluggish, but I saw a few guys who seemed to be fine." ”

The poor flow of magic can be sensed from the magic fluctuations emanating from her body, although Sylvia is temporarily unable to use the magic eye, but the observation level that Sylvia has cultivated over the years is not covered. A glance at him saw that there were only ten of those present who were completely unscathed by the roar, and among them was Rafal, much to Sylvia's surprise.

After the dragon roared, it didn't come up directly to attack them as everyone thought, but glanced at everyone very humanely, and then snorted with some disdain. Then it spread its huge wings and flew towards the top of the cave, but the top of the cave was like water, and the dragon passed through it.

Seeing this, Azir stepped on his feet, and a yellow sand directly supported him and flew up, the speed was no worse than the dragon just now, but he stopped when he flew to the top of the cave. Listening to the constant questioning of the people below, he scattered the yellow sand under his feet and fell from the sky, and then replied with a frown, "No, I tried it just now, whether it is directly touched with the hand with the armor, or stroked with the bare hand after taking off the armor, or whether there is a magic wave on the hand, it can't penetrate the top of the mountain, it seems that only the dragon can penetrate the top of the mountain." ”

Azir said this, everyone believed it, after all, the team that opened the way was a few of them, and if he wanted to withdraw halfway, there was no way. On the contrary, the tiger man Mongokarn made a reckless attempt at the beginning, and he did not believe Azir's words now, and after laughing at the ignorance of everyone present, he jumped on his feet, and then everyone watched as he slammed into the top of the mountain and fell. (To be continued.) )