71. A blow to the head

For the sake of silence when stealth, underground gnomes do not have armor. Of course, with their current level www.biquge.info of civilization, they can't make decent armor. Especially in the absence of metal, whether it is ironwood armor, or leather armor and scale armor made of wurm-like biomaterials, it requires a lot of magical processing, and can only be produced in batches by large armor-making workshops established by the royal family or the Alchemy Guild. The management of the Armor Royal Family and the Alchemy Guild is extremely strict. Each piece of armor has a magic number for positioning. Selling to anyone has to be documented. If you find an outflow, you have to follow it to the end. After hundreds of years of implementation of these measures, every piece of standard armor was under effective supervision, except for some private armor ordered from various sources and crude leather armor made by the people of the frontier lands. Don't look at the Green Cross cultists can get a lot of contraband like explosive arrows, but it's still delusional to put armor on the low-level cultists.

The underground gnome who walks in the front is one of the smarter of the Deep Stone tribe. He always crept along, without making a sound. This time, in order to fight against the untrustworthy who came down from the ground, the Deep Stone tribe has decided to mobilize the whole clan. And he will be the first warrior to plunge a short sword into the body of the unbeliever.

Because they thought that they could not see themselves from the outside because of the black fog, these gnomes no longer lowered their bodies and sneaked carefully, they just controlled the speed of their progress, and at the same time took care not to make any sound.

As the vanguard of a unit, they are simply not qualified. When these gnomes pass through a place, they don't scout the sides of the road at all, and they don't have any formation. They were simply divided into three groups. There is a gap of about thirty meters between each group. There were 10 people in these groups, but they didn't cooperate with each other. Some go fast, some go slowly. The person at the front and the person at the back seem to belong to two different groups.

The formation of the underground gnomes is transparent to Sonya. Even though her vision couldn't penetrate the black mist, her psychic vision intuitively told her the formation and position of these guys. This gave her the confidence to eliminate the first few guys in the first place.

Time passed quickly, and the edge of the black mist had even engulfed the boulder where Sonia was hiding. In Sonya's psychic vision, walk at the front, and the closest enemy to her is on the other side of the boulder. She didn't venture out to observe, because the other party had a lot more eyes than she did. Relying on the guidance of the Psychic Vision, Sonia took a deep breath and stabbed out with a sword just as the closest enemy was about to walk past the boulder. Then, she found that her swift sword had only shaved off a handful of dirty, messy hair.

For Sonya, the enemy she anticipates is a human male. The average height of a male in Coronia is about 185 centimeters. Sonya's swift sword was originally aimed at the chest and abdomen of a human who was about one hundred and eighty centimeters tall. This area is large enough and has enough points to be easily dodged, and enemies will be incapacitated immediately after being stabbed.

It can be said that Sonia made the right choice in the choice of timing of the attack and the position of the attack. The only problem she had was the height of the enemy. The average height of an underground gnome is only 110 centimeters. This caused Sonia to stab a sword, and she could only look at the half-bald underground dwarf in embarrassment, and her mouth was wide open in fright, and she didn't dare to move.

What the hell is this!, Sonia roared inwardly. The enemy who appeared in front of him was of short stature, like a young child. But if a child looks like this, it will be a nightmare for parents.

Look at the dirty and ugly appearance, the big nose, the old face full of wrinkles and corrosion marks, the hands like chicken claws. What the hell is this? Is it a product of the Green Cross cult again!

Look around, it's full of deformed weirdos like this. Some of them had already noticed Sonya's sudden appearance and raised their weapons in their hands.

Sonya's brows furrowed, and with a slight flip of the Moon Blade in her hand, she cut a large hole in the neck of the enemy in front of her. The frightened underground dwarf couldn't make any sound, so he could only cover the wound on his neck in vain, and struggled to fall to the ground.

Despite the unexpected miss of the first blow, Sonia was quick to respond. She moved quickly to dodge a few stone bullets that came at her, turning her stab into a split, slashing down three or four underground gnomes in a row.

At this time, all the underground gnomes of the Strikers noticed Sonya's appearance. Some of the underground gnomes screamed and lunged at Sonya, while others, led by the smarter members of the group, fired a salvo at Sonia with their catapults.

The stone catapult used by underground gnomes is more specifically a small stone crossbow. The projectile used is a polished egg-sized round stone projectile.

Stone catapults, made with the unique technology of underground gnomes, are often looked down upon, believing that a small stone does not do much harm. But in fact, the power of this kind of stone crossbow is amazing. It can easily launch a stone the size of an egg at a distance of 140 meters. Between thirty and eighty meters is the effective killing range of this type of catapult, in this range, a stone projectile can easily hit an adult without armor, and if it hits a vital point, it can also directly kill the opponent. And when in the effective range, it has good accuracy because the trajectory is straight and the flight is fast. But as long as it flies more than eighty meters, the hit rate of the stone projectile will plummet, and so will the power.

Sonia took down a few more underground gnomes, and then she found herself hit by a series of stone bullets.

These diminutive enemies are very good at using this weapon. Even though Sonia moves fast, it is still difficult to avoid being hit. Fortunately, at this time, Sonia had already changed shotguns. The spiritual armor on her body does not only protect a limited area like ordinary armor, but forms a spiritual protective layer all over her body. These unenchanted stone bullets hit the spirit armor and did not cause even a single bit of damage.

Seeing that the enemy's weapon was ineffective, Sonia was completely relieved. She leapt to her feet, shook off the underground gnomes that surrounded her, and changed direction at an accelerated pace, rushing like a whirlwind into the ranks of underground gnomes that were firing a salvo. In order to harvest these small enemies more effectively, Sonia replaced the Moon Blade with a Fighting Sword in mid-air. The one-meter-and-five-long blade set off a bloody storm among the dwarf group.

Flying heads, broken limbs, flying internal organs, spilled blood. By the time Sonia stopped attacking, the fifteen underground gnomes huddled together had all collapsed in pools of blood formed by their own blood. The gnomes tried to fight back, only to find that their weapons were blocked by an invisible barrier that could not reach the enemy's body. Then they tried to escape, but the dwarf's short legs made it impossible for them to escape.

A forward force of thirty underground gnomes was killed by more than twenty in Sonya's assault in less than three minutes. The few underground gnomes who were lucky enough to survive could no longer think of any true gods, so they all anointed the soles of their feet with oil and fled in all directions.

Psionic armor can withstand most physical attacks, but has no blocking effect on splashed liquids. This made Sonya's body, which was already stained with the blood of many cultists who had dried up, get wet with blood again.

Sonia brushed a handful of hair stuck to the blood of the underground gnomes, and shook the long sword that was almost covered in blood, but there was still a lot of blood that seemed to be soaked in the blade of ironwood, and she couldn't shake it off. The blood of these cultists is not only fishy, but also has a stench of corruption. Sonia couldn't imagine what she smelled like now. While glad that she didn't have Esther's keen sense of smell, she opened up her mind again. The enemy who was dragging behind did not even realize that their vanguard had been largely wiped out, and they were still advancing slowly.

"I don't know how prepared they are, Easter. Sonia picked up the dwarf's discarded weapons and put them away in the empty weapon bracelet. In the deep valley, there are still many people who do not have a real weapon, and she can only learn from Easter, and she will not let go of any spoils.

Looking at the direction of the enemy, who still showed no signs of accelerating, Sonia had a hard time understanding why such a stupid commander had left her troops completely disjointed.

The girl, who was born in a military aristocratic family, glanced at the mutilated corpse that she had killed with contempt, and quickly left in the direction of the deep valley prison. She wants to gather the main forces and completely destroy the cultists in the next matchup.

Thirty minutes after Sonya's evacuation, the Green Cross cultist's brigade finally arrived at the bloody slaughterhouse. Both low-level cultists and underground gnomes were frightened by the swift and terrible blows of this terror.

The remnants of the underground dwarfs who were frightened by Sonia scattered and fled brought terrifying rumors to the team, but the high-ranking cultists who led the team did not know how to stop the spread of these morale-damaging rumors.

These terrified underground gnomes claim that the vanguard team has been attacked by a demon. The devil suddenly emerged from the ground and killed half of them almost instantly. They fought back bravely, but the weapons in their hands were ineffective against the devil. Then, more people were killed by the devil, and only a few who were lucky enough escaped back

An invulnerable devil! This thing has caused tremendous psychological pressure on the Green Cross cultists. Even the three high-ranking cultists who led the team felt a little dangerous.

"A devil? I don't believe it. It was a high-ranking cultist wrapped in a green hooded robe. His robes were embroidered with intricate red patterns, and at first glance they were an expensive piece of magical equipment.

"Of course. The devil doesn't clean up the battlefield. Besides, where did the devil come from? This kind of thing is delusional to fools and drunkards. "The high-ranking cultists who are good at shadow spells also think that this is the nonsense of a frightened dwarf. The battlefield here was visibly cleaned, leaving only a few broken weapons. But there must be a powerful enemy ahead. With such a high status as theirs, they cannot participate in such a low battle. Just let the golem go.

"Be patient. When Han Ruide and the Golem come, let the Golem go ahead. The third high-ranking disciple spoke everyone's heart. Fight or something, just let the golems and low-level cultists go.

"Let's wait here for Rhett and the Golem. The three of them spoke in unison and made a decision.