Chapter Twenty-Three: Do Not Come Near

Just when Du Yuqi sighed, another huge ice bomb was thrown over, smashing on the ice and snow blockade line, but this time it was thrown by the right hand of the heavy mecha, Du Yuqi silently calculated, this guy's left and right arms can be thrown cross, and the firing frequency has reached the level of four times a minute. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the same time, in terms of the great power shown so far, it is already very remarkable. An ice bomb fell, if it was smashed, it was estimated that even the strong people who successfully awakened would most likely die on the spot, so the appearance of this strange mecha was enough to suffocate the momentum of the Bantu clan's crazy attack, and all the people hid in a hidden place and did not dare to show their heads.

"If I am the leader of the Bantu clan, then I have to deal with this heavy mecha at this time, otherwise, I will be suppressed and beaten in such a vain, and the morale of the army will be weakened, and at the same time, this ice bomb also has the effect of destroying the buildings of the ice and snow blockade line, once it has been bombarded for too long, then it is not good for the people in the temple to counterattack, then it will be an internal and external attack!"

These thoughts suddenly passed through Du Yuqi's heart, and he was suddenly overjoyed:

"Yes, if the Bantu people attack this side with all their might, then their blockade around them will inevitably be relaxed, doesn't it mean that my chances of blending in will be greatly increased...... Although the Minsk Sanctuary has been besieged for so long, the priests inside should be exhausted, but the life-saving things like top-level divine arts should not be wasted!"

"The Templar has always had a good relationship with the Empire, and little Paul, the identity of Count of Ratnest, can come in handy, plus I can also propose some quid pro quo or something, if you want to achieve your goal, you can't say that you are 10% sure, but 70% is there, it is really the road to the sky!"

At this time, the people of the Bantu clan had already gathered, and sure enough, as Du Yuqi had deduced, they came from all directions and launched a fierce attack towards the square where the heavy mecha was located.

This time, Du Yuqi's infiltration immediately became much easier, he would have been discovered if he had walked forty or fifty meters at most, but this time he had gone about two hundred meters deep and still succeeded in hiding his figure, but just when he was proud, he suddenly heard a cold voice in the distance:

"Don't..... Closer. ”

After hearing this voice, Du Yuqi's pupils immediately contracted, and the muscles up and down his body were tensed in an instant, and he was ready to completely explode, although he didn't see any figure at this time, but for Du Yuqi, he didn't have much time to waste at this time, even if he was discovered, he had to grit his teeth and take advantage of the Bantu people being scattered out and forcibly rushing.

Fortunately, a gunshot rang out not far away, followed by the sound of fierce fighting, Du Yuqi woke up at this time, the cold voice was not a warning to himself, it should be aimed at the rest of the people, and he was secretly hanging in his heart, and he almost fell into the net.

He looked out from the shelter and found that three indifferent Bantu warriors had appeared below, their skin and hair were ice blue, as if the cold temperament had penetrated into their blood, and they were wearing a sharp wolf tooth necklace around their necks.

Confronted by four professionals.

Among the four men, there were two burly clergymen, a mysterious man with a hat and a tall thin body, and a woman carrying a machine gun.

I don't know why, Du Yuqi looked at the tall and thin man with his face covered, and always felt as if he had seen it somewhere, and his temperament was obviously incompatible with the people around him, giving people a frank and cheerful feeling.

The two clerics wore mechanical gloves, raised the giant axes in their hands and slammed them to the ground, sneering at the three Bantu warriors in front of them:

"If you don't want to die, get out of here, we're in a hurry!"

The three Bantu warriors sneered and slowly walked over at them, with cruelty in their eyes, but they kept repeating an indifferent voice in their mouths:

"Don't..... Closer. ”

"Don't..... Closer. ”

"Don't..... Closer. ”

“......”

This voice has always been bland and indifferent, without the feeling of inhibition and undulation, the first time I heard it, I only felt harsh, but after listening to it a few more times, I really felt like brainwashing, which can be called a magic sound that makes people collapse, in this case, the female gunner felt very irritable, and directly raised the gun to aim, and pulled the trigger with a snap.

Just when these three Bantu warriors were attacked by bullets, they really closed their mouths and stopped talking, and let out a long laugh, and the whole person suddenly entered a terrifying burst state, and the main attribute of the explosion should be speed, and a long phantom dragged out behind them, aiming at them and rushing straight at them!

At this moment, the atmosphere on the entire battlefield suddenly tensed! I even felt as if a strong wind was blowing, and the killing machine spread and stabbed straight into the skin and bones.

And as soon as they saw the speed of these three Bantu warriors erupting, and even dragged out a few long illusions behind them, the two clerics led by them were also dumbfounded at once, and one of the clerics seemed to be more knowledgeable, and suddenly shouted as if he remembered something terrible:

"Be careful!!!This is not an ordinary Bantu warrior, this is an elite Bantu guard, the patriarch'!!!s personal guard!

The Bantu snow cave survival is very famous, every Bantu teenager who has reached the age of fifteen is eligible to participate in this event, but cannot participate after the age of twenty, which means that everyone can only participate in six times in their lifetime, similar to the triathlon on the modern circuit, which often starts thirty days after the first snow falls in the snowy area of Ston.