Chapter Ninety-Three: Balala Escapes

Mira was surprised, "What the hell is this? It looks like an empty armor is moving around?"

One-Eye had already drawn his long sword: "This is a mechanical puppet, with great strength, high defense, and extremely strong resistance to magic, very difficult to deal with." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½β€

"Don't confuse my armor with those dumb puppets, it's made from the drawings of the original GUNPLA, made of Adamantite Mithril Copper Root Iron Mother, and then refined for 9981 days with the flames of hell." After refining into one, the offense and defense are integrated, and it is suitable for distance and proximity, which is really a necessary armor for home travel, murder and arson. ”

Mira stepped forward and asked, "So, where can I buy it?"

"That's a good question, I just have one here, so I'll open your eyes for free, charge, slash. ”

Following Balala's command, the armored warrior rushed forward as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, wielding the sword axes on both arms and smashing them down towards Mira and the others without a head, and One-Eye hurriedly struggled to block it with his long sword. However, since the big man and the twin-tailed scorpion did not follow this operation, although there were stones and beckoning cats constantly adding assistance, One-Eyed was still unable to support himself, and he would soon be unable to support it.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mira hurriedly summoned all the skeletons in one go. However, the fragile skeleton was no match for the armored warrior at all, and was smashed into two almost as soon as he saw it, and Balala hid in the armor and laughed wildly: "Don't blame me for being too honest, it's too child's play to try to stop me with these rotten sweet potato rotten bird eggs." Look at my ultimate, the second stage of the horizontal slash, Bailie's feet. ”

With his shout, the armored warrior leaped into the air, splitting four or five skeletons into pieces with a single sword, and another flying leg kicked the skeletons in the path to pieces. Xiaofeng frowned slightly, pulled over the drama and said a few words, the drama nodded, and suddenly shouted: "Stop, turn around, squat with your bare hands." ”

Everyone was stunned, the sound spit out from the actor's mouth was exactly the same as Balala, and the armored warrior stopped with a shock all over his body, and then slowly turned around, dropped the knife and axe in his hand according to the play's instructions, and made a funny squat action.

Balala yelled angrily, "Bastard, how can you use my voice? Bastard, stop, I'm going to fall apart. ”

Finally, after a set of squat movements was completed, Balala immediately shouted: "Roundabout slash, rock throw, word slash." And the drama immediately shouted: "Three circles on the left and three circles on the right, twist your neck and twist your buttocks, go to bed early and get up early to do exercise." ”

The armored warrior was at a loss, looking here and there, as if he felt that the instructions of the play were easier to do, so he twisted and twisted and twisted and twist

Balala was so angry that he couldn't stop scolding, and the drama shrugged and said, "Even so, I have a world I want to protect." ”

Balara said angrily: "Hmph, do you think my Gundam mecha only has this ability? I made this to isolate the breath of the gods and get out of the seal smoothly, hmph, it just so happens that some of you also have the breath of the gods, so let's try the sword with you." The dark aura of the little demon god of Balala. ”

With his shout, thick black smoke erupted from the armored warrior's body, instantly drowning the light flame of the beckoning cat's stick, and everyone sank into the darkness where they couldn't see their fingers. Balara began to laugh maniacally: "Darkness devours light, stupid human, fear, tremble, I will control your souls one by one, let you kill each other to the last one, and then refine him into my dark slave." The Infernal Hell of the Little Demon God of Balala, the Dark Surrender of the Little Demon God of Balala. ”

In the battle just now, Mira had already pulled the Red Duke behind to protect him, and when he fell into darkness, he immediately made spiritual contact with the Red Duke. Under the shared vision, Mira was surrounded by colorful magical rays in front of her eyes, and countless black streams of magic like ink were shooting towards Barara's location.

Mira quietly controlled a skeleton to block a black line, but because the vision was too dark to see clearly, he did not adjust the position of the skeleton, and the poor little man was immediately hit through several large holes by the surging magic. Balala didn't seem to feel anything unusual, and still kept shouting: "The great calamity of the little demon god of Balala is coming, and the pain of the little demon god of Balala is not wanting to live。。。。。。 ”

"Bright Moon Heaven. A clear sound sounded, and the snow-like sword light reflected everyone's silhouette like a hazy moonlight, and a bright moon suddenly rose in the deep darkness, and a figure in the moon shadow rose up and down as if drawing a sword and dancing. As the bright moon rose higher and higher, the beckoning cat hid in the moon halo and sent out one or two golden judgment arrows from time to time, and the galloping black qi seemed to be condensed, and there was a faint momentum of retreating.

Balala shouted frantically: "Balala Little Demon God's ......" Mira and the Red Duke stepped forward at the same time, and the magic grid on Balala's body suddenly flickered and disappeared, and the spell immediately stopped. Fast legs quickly ran in front of the armored warrior who was still standing, knocked on the armor on his chest and said, "Balala, you are suspected of misconduct in a public place, and you need to go back with us for investigation." You have the right not to speak, but every word you say can be used as evidence in court. ”

Balala said hatefully: "Even if I look away, you actually carry a magic terminator with you, but even if I can't clean you up now, as long as I hide in the mecha and don't go out, you can't do anything about me." ”

Fast Leg slammed the armor with a dagger: "You can't get out?"

"Manly man, if you can't say it, you won't come out. ”

At this moment, a burst of calls suddenly sounded in mid-air: "Honorable Demon God, the day of redemption has come, please come out and enjoy our sacrifice." With the call, one part of the dark canopy began to slowly become transparent, and some strangely dressed fellows could be seen kneeling in the cell where Mira had disappeared, kowtowing to this side.

Balara immediately burst into laughter: "Whaha, my people have arrived, and soon I will be able to gain the power of infinite faith and become the most powerful being. Surrender to me, and I may consider making you my earthwalkers and preaching the gospel to me. ”

"Phew," the beckoning cat spat very unladylikely, "you can't even beat me, and you still want to spread the gospel, I can knock you into a big bag of fresh meat with a stick." ”

"I can't beat you for the time being, because you still don't believe me, and after you believe in me, you will naturally not be my opponent. You believe me, you believe me, I can give you the most valuable jewels in the world, the most luxurious enjoyment, the most handsome prince, the most touching beauty, you can live every day as if in a fairy tale. ”

Balala tempted the beckoning cat with the most provocative language he had ever understood, hum, as long as you believe in me, the breath of the gods in you will naturally disappear completely, and it will not be time for me to pinch and flatten.

"I believe you...... Roots. The beckoning cat scolded: "As far as you look so virtuous, you have to give me the most handsome prince, even the most handsome little monster in your eyes is a mess of scum in my eyes." Fairy tales? Aren't I living in fairy tales every day? Can you still open your hands and become wings to protect me?"

Mira reminded: "Lucky cat, pay attention to the quality, but this guy really should scold, so let's approve you to scold for two more minutes, and after two minutes, you are not allowed to use foul language." ”

Balala was so angry that even his armor was trembling: "You Ban hit the street, I'll push your lungs." I'm too lazy to talk to you now, but when I go out and collect enough faith and recover my divine power, I will naturally let you know how powerful I am. ”

Xiao Feng said coldly: "Stop him, don't let him go out and harm the living beings." ”

Balala snorted: "Just a few of you want to stop me, Gundam mecha, get out with all your might, and launch." With a command, the armored warrior soared into the air and flew towards the free sky on that side.

"Want to run? It's not that easy. The drama immediately changed to Balala's voice and shouted: "Knock down and reinvigorate, fly upside down." As soon as the words fell, I saw the armored warrior suddenly stop in the air, the upper body flew upwards violently, and the lower body struggled to fall, and finally broke into two.

Seeing that only the upper body of the armored warrior was flying higher and higher with Balala, when passing through the dome, there was a sizzling sound like raw meat pouring into boiling oil, and then Mira and the others, who had been looking up, heard Balala's scream: "Ah, it hurts me to death, you wait for me, I will definitely come back." ”

Through the transparent canopy, Mira saw that Balala, who had been burned into a half-charred paste, was immediately protected by the group of guys, drew a magic circle with trembling fingers, and then teleported away with everyone. Mira turned around and asked Xiaofeng, "It's better for this guy to run away, how can we get out?"

Before Xiao Feng could speak, this dark and gloomy sealing space suddenly began to collapse from the outside in, and Mira only struggled twice before she felt that she was already floating in mid-air, empty and unable to focus. This made him seem to return to his old dreams, flapping his wings and soaring in the clouds, surrounded by loud chants and shining holy radiance, and countless bare-ass little angels blowing trumpets and looking at him in reverence......

"Commander, you pretend to be a chicken and you're really cheap. Mila woke up to the sound of fast legs, and saw her companion standing in the cell with a smile on his back, fast legs fanning his arms in the same way as he was, and gurgling in his mouth.

Mira smiled awkwardly, "It's coming out so soon." ”

The beckoning cat grimaced: "No, are you still going to celebrate your birthday there?"

Bang bang, there was a strong knock on the door of the cell, and a group of people shouted: "People inside, you can't escape, open the door and surrender." ”

Opening the door, a group of guards rushed in, pointed at them with various instruments, and said, "In broad daylight, you dare to rob the prison, waiting for the city guards to come and pick your skin." ”

"Bastard," the actor glared, "We are the city guards, we received a report in advance and ambushed here waiting to arrest people, but this dark demon god is too powerful, so I still ran away for them." But there are so many of you, how did you let the prison robbers rush here?"