Chapter 580: The Shield and Bow to Fight Again
It's great, using these cultists' own means against themselves, just thinking about it makes me feel excited, and it can be seen that my disgust and not so good feelings for them have almost piled up to a limit.
"Stop...... Stop him!"
The face of Honkai, the face of the young bishop, made the people around him not very accustomed to it, and he never dreamed that the most terrifying enemy of the roll would indeed come from within.
I jumped up and used the particle dagger in my hand to fight the trapped beasts, and now the odds are to finish off the bishop over there, and I know very well that as long as I can crush their spiritual pillars, at least the captain's side will definitely collapse.
Relatively speaking, it seems that there is no external character to help us here, but things can't be started from one angle at all, and hope can be seen between trade-offs.
"Regiment commander, remember to take care of the wounded later, they will keep it for the next battle, and the meeting may be a war of attrition, but ......"
In the end, I still couldn't say what I thought and explained, and the head wolf nodded again and again and said yes, but I still couldn't turn back, otherwise I would definitely be knocked out in an instant.
The axemen and the assassin on the ground seemed to see something of hope and continued to struggle, and I began to envy them a little, after all, there was still some hope in my heart.
"At least for now, I'm willing to take the place of the characters that exist there, faith and spirituality, and religion is not the only one that can be interpreted. ”
Carrying the banner behind me, I understand that this will definitely affect my actions a little, but it itself has boosted the morale of the wolf camp, if I can do this, to be honest, what else do I need to ask for?
"We, at the very least, will cost you a lot, and you will be very weak when you get close to him, after all, I have been training since I was five years old, and maybe no matter how many so-called professionals there are, I will not understand what the bow in my hand means. ”
I saw the infusion of spirit, and there was no doubt that our battle had reached a fever pitch, and the key was the interference of the shield guards and archers.
After all, my perfect tactic has been discovered over there, and this particle dagger itself still has a strong lethality, but the worst part is that although it absorbs and melts those gem daggers with religious effects, this energy is still constantly being consumed, and in short, the energy of the situation particle dagger is limited.
The raw power of burning materials is not a long-term solution, but of course there is another thing that worries me more.
The bishop has finally completed his ritual preparations!
The sense of dialogue was extremely weak, and my spirit was inevitably shaken, when I saw the bishop pull out a strange little jar.
"Get out of here! It's just a five-person duel, it's not like this, I'm really convinced that it's the first time I've met such a superb person. ”
The archers are more chatty, and the meaning revealed in them still makes me more excited, this is the entry point, otherwise my odds of winning are very low if I rely purely on brute force.
It's just that subconsciously I still have a lot of concerns, what that little jar is for, it has almost become the biggest question that haunts me.
The cough sounded, and at this time, the casual voice made me instantly feel familiar, wasn't it the voice of the master?
Very good, now things are getting more and more weird, and I guessed one thing, that is, the master once said that we would meet again, but in fact, I was sure that I would go to that tunnel.
Needless to say, there is only one logic that can convince people that he can also look at the acupoints and find the pulse as he said in feng shui, so it can be seen where there are ancient tombs here.
This is also the most perfect explanation, after all, he has learned about the actual situation through the big dog, and it is impossible not to know that there is an underground game base made by a pervert here.
As for why I didn't recognize him right away, I think the talisman I gave me can prove a lot of things, maybe I prefer to give me secret guidance, and it's not surprising that people like them are more mysterious.
Wow, the sound of flesh cutting made me extremely excited, and the power of my tactics in itself was greatly proven, and the use of a particle dagger in this way would simply explode the performance to a limit.
The raw sounds of breathing and the micro-movements of each other replaced the conversation, and instead of focusing on the seemingly troublesome and threatening person, I cut to the point, cutting directly into the part of the shield in front of me.
Suddenly, the shield guard's expression changed, obviously he didn't expect the rhythm to develop like this, people who know martial arts have a general idea, especially in their hearts are aware of their own situation.
Obviously, the other party lacks this kind of awareness, and the shield guard will never be able to understand this line of thought, so I can only rely on my improved werewolf imitator status to fight, this is the way most people think.
This is nothing more than a contest of mental states, with or without some means, one's own experience, judgment and attempt, and the result is gathered.
His eyes seemed to tell me that it was not good for me to do this, and I was just trying to increase the kinetic energy of my genes, and even had the illusion that my body was burning.
You! The shield guard didn't want to believe what I had done that bordered on a miracle, and that's when I finally began to show my true thoughts.
The swinging chains twisted back and forth, the temper, the extended part of the dagger itself, and the energy generated by the vibrations were almost desperate.
Sarah, all kinds of strange voices erupted continuously, and I knew that the next thing I needed to face was the young bishop who was even more troublesome than the yogi, especially the little jar that kept making noises, and the terrifying power of the things that existed in it was unimaginable.
Or maybe it's a kind of instinctive rejection.,I don't think that people involved in this line of work will be demons and monsters.,Even if it's the object of different environmental education methods, its way of thinking and so on are different.。
It sounds complicated, but even if it's the kind of snake that can dance, I shouldn't be afraid, the point is whether it's really flesh and blood that makes people afraid.
"You're going to lose your life by doing this, or do you think you're physically better than me?"
To be honest, I didn't feel comfortable with the impact at close range, and the opponent's fist fell like raindrops, and I realized that there was something really good about pushing hands.
It's not good, it's as if we're being dominated by each other, and there's nothing worse than that.