"Dance nine, sweep!"

"Buzz!!"

"Dance nine, sweep!"

"Buzz!!"

"Dance Nine ......"

………………

The monsters on the first floor are not challenging at all, Wu Jiu's machine gun can easily tear them to pieces, how strong is the combat power of the little demon hunter? It's the same as the magic dog raised by Uncle Li's house on the street when Beifeng lived in the village before.

Why is it called a demon dog? Because every time the dog saw the sad wind, he would lie on the tree, sticking out his tongue while shaking his lower body, and at the same time magically turning his head to look at the sad wind. Isn't that magical? It's a demon dog at all!

Under the cleaning of Wu Jiu, the two of them advanced extremely fast, in fact, it can't be said to be fast, if at the beginning Sad Wind was still advancing for the sake of advancement, then in the back, Sad Wind was already purely for fighting monsters, even when it came to the second entrance, Sad Wind hesitated and didn't go up - he hadn't played enough on the first floor!

Sadness Wind has now accumulated nearly two hundred small magic crystals, and these little demon hunters have also burst out with equipment, a white quality slice knife, which is being held by Sadness Wind, but he thinks that he can't use it, and the others have half a pound of bread.

The Tower of Emotional Babel explodes with everything, and an adventurer can hold on to it even if he doesn't take any supplies.

"Dance Nine ......," said Sad Wind looking at the little demon hunter in front of him with disdain.

"Chief, the bullets are gone." Wu Jiu looked at the sad wind and said seriously.

"Hit ...... Gone? ”

"Hmm. 3,000 rounds of 7.62 mm ammunition have been depleted. ”

"No more bullets?"

"Anti-aircraft machine guns still have bullets, but anti-aircraft machine guns can only fight air targets."

"Whoa?" The five little hunters on the opposite side had already discovered Wujiu and Sad Wind.

"Can the bullet be recovered?"

"Full state in twelve hours."

"Wow wow!!" The five little hunters have already wielded their own knives to kill, and the momentum is the same as the thugs in "Ancient - Confused Boy", I don't know which one of them is Brother Pheasant.

"So what now? Come on, Kabli! Grief wisely took a step back, carrying his knife behind his back.

"Huh? Think of me now? I'll tell you, it's late, we're yellow, unless I let that dance nine come to me and say......" Before Kabrie's words could be finished, the form of the field changed.

Wu Jiu took out the barrel of the cannon, looked at the five little hunters who rushed in, a series of drastic changes occurred inside the barrel, and the shells were installed in the barrel and began to prepare for firing......

Each piece of steel faithfully fulfills its responsibilities as part of the whole.

"Boom!" A loud bang that made the sad wind cover his ears and crouch came from the mouth of the cannon, and a cannonball made of copper shot out of the muzzle.

What does it feel like to have a 105-mm shell used against an armored unit to hit the body directly? The little hunters took on a weight that their bodies could not bear. Accompanied by a cannon shot, there was smoke rising from the place where the little hunter had just been, and the body of the sad wind that was blown away by three meters.

It was a thick layer of dust from the shells hitting the ground.

When the smoke cleared, there was only the magic crystal of the little demon hunter left on the ground, and it is estimated that even if there was any equipment that exploded, it was destroyed by the cannon of Wujiu.

Sad Wind took a step forward, and sympathy for the little demon hunter inexplicably rose in his heart. They were originally the natives of the Tower of Babel, but one day a human who suddenly broke in disrupted their peaceful lives, causing them to lose their former happiness.

Just like the British people after the Industrial Revolution, after experiencing the initial joy of the arrival of the industrial age, the British began to miss the pre-industrial world, which was an idyllic life, and they called it happy England.

However, Beifeng prefers to explain this matter with his own personal example - he had hemorrhoids when he was in high school before, and only after he got hemorrhoids did he understand the preciousness of the bench, and the most annoying thing is that a group of people still call him a "young man with ambition".

The little hunters had been blown up.

"Serve!" Sad Wind and Kabrie said to Maijiu together.

Mai Jiu didn't understand what Sad Wind and Kabrie meant: "Chief, do you need to continue exploring?" ”

He waved his hand sadly, pretending to be a leader: "Go!" Get back! I can't beat it anyway! ”

Every little boy will have a dream of becoming Ultraman when he is young.,In fact, when he grows up, he's not even a little monster.,Fortunately, Sad Wind never thought of becoming Ultraman.,His ideal is to become a magic card girl Sakura.,It's just that time flies and his childhood dream is not there.,The claws of reality distorted Sad Wind's dream.,Let his hope change from a Mocha girl to a tentacle monster.。

Kabrie can beat it, but Kabrie is still sulking with the sad wind, thinking that the sad wind likes the new and hates the old, and is a contemporary Chen Shimei. Beifeng feels very resentful, you just let Chen Shimei come, in the face of dung beetles and tanks, let him choose one, he also has to be confused, it is useless to let Ximen Qing come.

On the way back, because there was no bullet from Wu Jiu to open the way, Sad Wind tried not to gather in the small demon hunter group as much as he did last time.

After paying the cost of ten cannonballs, Sad Wind and Mai Ku finally arrive at a world illuminated by the sky.

After weighing the magic crystals he had obtained, Sad Wind felt that he had a talent for adventure. If this is time, he will be the legendary dragon slayer brave.

It's just a pity that Wu Jiu's ammunition is not enough, otherwise Sad Wind is sure to rush to the fifth layer in one go, even if the monsters on each layer will be stronger than the previous layer, how can it not be a group of RPG God Cult believers when they reach the fifth layer.

After coming out, the sad wind looked back at the Tower of Babel, the area of the Tower of Babel from the outside is already very large, like a mountain range, but the space inside is even larger, the sad wind has been walking for a long time and has not met a few other adventurers, and it is only when the exit is gradually increased.

A mysterious building that is capable of distorting space.

Holding a bag of magic crystals, the sad wind whistled and walked towards the adventurer's guild, the sun was still above when he entered the Tower of Babel, and now it has begun to set in the west.

Sad Wind silently thought that these otherworldly workers are not a 9-to-5 commuting system.

"Okay, no one ......," Sad Wind cautiously glanced at the surrounding crowd and waved at Wu Jiu.

He was afraid that suddenly a light would emerge from the crowd...... Acquaintance!

This time, I will be more familiar with the adventurer's guild Sad Wind, and it is the area of this square that makes Sad Wind not want to complain anymore.