The three mantis lords joined hands, and the pressure on Wan Yi and the little knight increased suddenly.

In the face of the stormy combos of the three praying mantises, the spear thrust and the ring attack were constantly interspersed, and Wan Yi and the little knight were unable to react before they were familiar with this rhythm, and they were continuously suppressed.

The clash of spears and bone nails clanged incessantly.

"It's been a long time since I've encountered such a high-frequency attack, and the last time I was pulled by Fukong to practice." Wan Yi said with a wink.

Although the speed of the three mantis is far worse than that of Fukong, they are all opponents that Wan Yi can't handle with his existing skills anyway.

Suddenly, the little knight took the lead in grabbing the stiffness of a praying mantis lord's falling spur, and attacked directly, slashing at the bone nail.

The Mantis Lord did not show weakness and forcibly made a move in an unstable position.

Bite!

After a collision, the mantis lord had to retreat a few steps back, but immediately behind, the other two seized the opportunity of the little knight to break away from Wan Yi's guard circle and chased after the little knight.

The little knight was one against two, and he did not fall for a while, but the cracks in its bone nails became more and more in the process.

When the previous lord rejoined the battle, the scene turned into a picture of the little knight fighting against three in an instant.

They apparently noticed that the little knight's bone nail was badly broken, so they recklessly used their physical strength to launch a swift attack, trying to break its bone nail in the shortest possible time!

Finally, under their fierce pursuit......

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the little knight's bone nail broke under the ring cut by the three mantis lords together, and the bone nail was lost, how to resist the next spear attack?

At this time, Wan Yi suddenly jumped out and squeezed away the little knight, and the bone nail slashed to block the spear that bullied the little knight.

"This one's bone nail skills are not as good as the former!"

"Onslaught!"

"Keep suppressing!"

Under the eye contact of the three praying mantises, the thoughts were instantly connected.

But just as they moved forward, Wan Yi's other hand hidden under the cloak was raised, and it turned out that Mr. Mask was already ready.

The blood-colored blade flashed, and the mantis lord in the front row was slashed out, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

Wan Yi casually threw his delicate bone nail to the little knight, and then lifted the Soul Eater short sword with his empty hand.

"It's better to use these two." The tentacles on Wan Yi's head were erected again in Mr. Mask's absence, and the helmet hid its sinister smile.

The little knight waved the bone nail, came to Wan Yi's side, nodded slightly to Wan Yi, and then the two faced the three mantis lords together.

……

The battle didn't last long, relying on the speed and reflexes after Mr. Mask's blessing, Wan Yi was not lost to the three praying mantis at all, supplemented by the soul technique, it was not difficult to really fight with one enemy and three enemies.

And when it comes to one enemy and three, if the little knight's equipment is well-equipped, he also has the strength to fight against the three lords alone.

In this way, with the two joining forces, the Mantis Lord quickly fell into disadvantage.

Moreover, the little knight can also soul spells, although there is only a wave spell that simply throws the soul power out, but the little knight has an excellent adaptability to the soul power itself.

In the battle, the little knight directly grabbed a soul crystal that Wan Yi had dropped because of his violent movements, and after crushing it, the soul power on his body was instantly filled, and several white soul fluctuations were released in a row.

The last three Mantis Lords were defeated by overwhelming force and returned to their seats.

After a moment's respite, they dragged their scarred bodies to their feet and saluted Wan Yi and the little knight.

"The strong."

"Well deserved."

"The Praying Mantis Tribe will maintain a long-term respect for you."

From the shortest one to the eldest sister in the middle, the three mantis lords spoke one after another.

The little knight nodded to them slightly, then came to Wan Yi and handed the bone nail back.

"I've sent you, I have a lot of bone nails, but it will be very troublesome for you to have no bone nails." Wan Yi shrugged.

The little knight looked at the bone nail, then took it behind his back, nodded to Wan Yi again, and then turned to leave.

Cullom's eyes were now filled with awe as he looked at Wan Yi and the little knight.

"Gone."

After Wan Yi shouted at it, the fungal clone followed Wan Yi lightly, and Cullom glanced back at the three mantis lords, who still didn't squint.

Cullom turned to follow Wan Yi.

It doesn't fit here, but where it fits, it's up to it to find out.

Wan Yi and they had just defeated the Mantis Lord, and the news seemed to have been known by the mantis in the entire village.

Instead of attacking them, the praying mantis bows respectfully, their words filled with reverence for the strong.

This race is really refreshing in a sense.

All the way out of Mantis Village.

Then they saw the little knight take out something that was the envy of the worm.

Map!

Why did they toss for so long to come to Mantis Village? Isn't it because you don't know the way?

The little knight stood on the edge of the mantis village and looked at the map, Wan Yi was cheeky and leaned up, his head leaned against the little knight, and the little knight had no opinion, so he looked at it together.

The little knight marked a place called the "City of Tears", and compared the map with the place he came from, Wan also realized that this City of Tears was the center of the Hallownest.

"Are you going to the City of Tears too? I'm going too, how about we go together? Wan Yi said.

The little knight turned his head to look at Wan Yi, and then set off while looking at the map.

Wan Yi understood that it agreed.

Follow the little knight all the way to stop and stop, and the fungus around him gradually decreases.

A heavy gate appeared in front of him.

"It looks like it's the front, so I'll be here." The fungal clone stopped at this point.

"Huh?" Cullom looked at Wan Yi's doppelganger, a little surprised.

"Take care of yourself." Wan Yi waved his hand to himself.

The fungus clone took a few steps back, then suddenly jumped to its feet, and the whole worm disappeared into the dirt.

The team members changed back to three, and they also walked over a long straight bridge to the city gates.

The little knight took out a badge and fastened it to the statue in front of the city gate, and the city gate gradually rose.

From there, they stepped into the heart of the Hallownest, the kingdom established after the arrival of the Pale King, and the center of this chaotic crusade.

City of Tears.

……

At the same time, the storm on the hill of the corpses fell to the ground, and on the mountain, a dirt bag was raised from the thick earth, and then the dirt bag burst open, and from the inside, it was a cockroach!

"Fortunately, there is no storm in the mountain, and this isolation measure is not perfect enough." The cockroach came out of the soil with a disgraced face.

That's right, it's the clone that couldn't get up the mountain because it was blocked by the storm and then was left behind by Wan Yi.

As we all know, doppelgangers are very idle, and if they are idle, they will die in the brain.

So it also crashed to the ground with the storm in front of it.

After several unsuccessful attempts, it opted for a stupid but effective method – digging a hole.

It doesn't believe that the storm can be poured into the soil.

Obviously, its head iron is correct, and it is glad that the soil under the mountain is not particularly strong, and this doppelganger has been digging for a long time, and now it is finally coming up.

"Hehe, let me see what this mysterious place has to offer." Wan Yi rubbed his hands with a smile and began to go up the mountain.

Along the way, there was only the sound of whirring wind around him, and he couldn't hear the rest of the movement, and he didn't see any living creatures, which made Wan Yi a little confused.

But soon, it came to the top of the mountain and saw something in the distance.

When I got closer, I found that it was a torch.

The base is black, the upper part is red, and the lines rotate and open upwards to form a sharp claw to lift upwards.

Looking at this torch standing quietly, I could inexplicably feel an ominous aura revealed from it.

"Oh roar, is the storm around the entire mountain just to seal this thing?" Wan Yi rubbed his hands together and noticed the switch on the base of the torch.

"What should I do, the heart of death is constantly burning!"

"There's a sense of déjà vu that pulls down a switch evokes a demonic look."

"Where did it all come to terms with horror films?"

The clones were all happy to discuss this.

"So, to pull or not to pull?"

Wan Yi, who was standing in front of the torch, was silent for a moment, and then directly stepped forward and pulled the switch: "Then of course you have to pull it!" What is it for not pulling me to dig the hole for so long? ”

The switch was very tight, and it took Wan Yi a long time before he finally took it off with difficulty.

Kela –

The trap rattled.

Raging!

A red flower pattern emerged from the surroundings and condensed onto the torch in front of him, and finally, a scarlet flame rose violently.

The sound of the marvelous accordion came from afar, even drowning out the sound of the violent storm around it.

But then, the storm that enveloped the mountain suddenly became stronger, and the area expanded a little, and the trees and rocks were swept up into the air and disappeared.

Wan Yi looked around, then suddenly felt as if there was something behind him, and turned around to look.

On the top of the mountain, there were suddenly several more red and white tents.

Blood-red, gloomy pale, the central tent was like a mournful face, with scarlet flames burning in its eyes.

(End of chapter)