The moment the group appeared, the bronze mirror also saw them.

Then, through the goggles, the frightened look in the dwarf's eyes was clearly visible.

He wanted to run.

He wanted to run as soon as possible.

But someone moves faster than him!

Mr. Xia seems to have an obsessive compulsion disorder that wants to dive as long as he doesn't fight, so he touched the bronze mirror early without anyone noticing.

So as soon as the bronze mirror turned around, he pulled his belt back.

The dagger pierced his belt with bells and whistles, and the thruster hidden behind him fell to the ground with a clatter.

Teacher Xia: "Huh? It's still on CD, when did he use it? ”

…

As soon as he appeared, the guards around him immediately panicked, and they threw down their boxes and raised their guns to aim.

Teacher Xia didn't panic, grabbed the bronze mirror as a hostage, and put the dagger against his neck.

"Don't, don't move!"

The sound of the bronze mirror came from under the respirator-like mask, and the guards immediately threw their rats.

At this time, everyone rushed to the scene.

Seeing that there were so many people on the other side, a guard immediately said loudly:

"It's important to protect the president's assets, fire freely!"

Bronze Mirror was dumbfounded: "You ......"

His foul mouth was suppressed by the rapid sound of gunfire.

Even so, Mr. Xia did not abandon him, but acted as a shield behind his back.

The shadow flames of the Guardian Kite exploded in the air, and the flames shot at the guards, forcing them to scramble.

At the same time, the people of Huotong Street also raised a half-man-high earthen wall and stone pile in the street to act as shelter.

Under the cover of his teammates, Mr. Xia took the hostages all the way to the ghostly figure, and slipped back unscathed.

He was unscathed, shot four times in the bronze mirror.

But fortunately, they are not vital parts, and with the resistance of armor, it is not a big problem.

For dwarves, mental damage is much more serious than physical harm.

This teammate sold him extremely decisively and did not procrastinate.

He couldn't help but wonder about life.

Seeing that a wave of fire suppressed and repelled the enemy, the dwarf who had just shouted quickly raised his hand to signal retreat.

"Withdraw now!"

This sound seemed to remind the bronze mirror, and he suddenly let it go!

"Damn, don't even think about leaving! Stop the two gray-clad ones, that's the pilot of the airship! ”

And this kind of good thing?

Heine really wanted to give him a thumbs up.

With clear instructions, everyone's attacks were immediately accurate.

In addition to totems like Tuba, there are other spellcasters in the team who can summon elementals to attack.

Although the dead air here squeezes out the share of other elements, it is still possible to squeeze out some of it by gritting its teeth.

For a moment, the dazzling attacks all shot towards the two gray-clothed technicians.

At the same time, the sheep catches the sheep and moves forward flexibly between the bunkers, holding the chopping board and charging fearlessly.

The enemy's ferocious fire poured on his shields and armor, crackling, but it could not stop his momentum.

And a wall of earth kept rising in front of him.

For a while, the earth splashed, the guns rang out, and the pungent smoke of gunpowder overshadowed the dead air.

The sheep capture attracts almost all of the attention, and the two named drivers are unaware of the looming crisis.

Just a second before they were about to board the airship, a merciless dagger passed between their necks.

"No—"

Watching the driver fall to the ground, the dwarf led by him was stunned.

But he had no chance to be angry and mourn, because a true death had already come.

Teacher Xia is like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and the guards who are close at hand will be kicked away by him whenever they raise the firecracker.

"There is no rock shield, no electric shield, no bound totem and no headwind totem, no skill restrictions for all kinds of disgusting people, as long as you don't shoot, it is equal to fighting five scum, is this the combat power of the dwarves before the Void disaster? Loved, loved! ”

Teacher Xia was so happy in the crowd that he flew up, and the enemy's fire suppression was almost destroyed by him alone.

The large forces on this side immediately pressed on.

"Be careful, your body is estimated to be able to withstand three or five shots."

Catch a sheep and get close, knock an enemy's firearm with a flying shield, pounce on it, pick up the opponent's weapon, and throw it as a throwing prop.

"I pulled this dwarf monster at most before learning the Holy Light Protection, and the shield rotted if I had more."

Wei Dian: "It's all the same, so the dungeon group in the south is all Fatan, and the spell shield can still be charged if it is broken, and the real shield is broken but it is gone." ”

"So whatever you want, you can play DPS, each according to his ability!"

Teacher Xia picked up the pitted chopping board that had been beaten and threw it back to catch the sheep, and by the way, he knocked down a person who raised a gun and aimed it at the guard kite.

"Fortunately, Sa is always sleeping, and the heads are all buddies."

…

The fight ends quickly in the chat and fart of the trio, and it is as easy as on an outing.

But for others, the process can be thrilling.

Tuba breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Heine, who had always been expressionless.

In his opinion, this young man's composure was simply excessive, and even made him shudder.

If it is said that dealing with the undead dwarves before was crushed by the skeleton's personal strength, it is impossible to see the quality of the necromancer.

But now is the time to test the maneuvering ability to fight against a well-armed and well-trained regular army.

The result?

What a terrible tactical literacy.

That tacit cooperation, exquisite cooperation, how terrifying is his on-the-spot adaptability?

"Do you know how to fly an airship?" Heine asked suddenly.

Tuba was slightly stunned, and then felt a little absurd.

He glanced back at the others and stood on the airship again, all of them mixed again.

"Yes, we'll drive."

He replied.

"Most of the people in Lao Cai have dealt with airships."

"You were fired after the deck material was improved?"

Tuba was slightly surprised, he didn't expect the other party to even know this.

"Yes."

"Then you go and prepare, start the airship and get out of here first, and then talk about the rest."

"Yes."

Tuba subconsciously bowed down.

Before he knew it, he had accepted Heine's identity as a leader.

…

The group went about their jobs, and the rest of the people who had nothing to do carried the boxes thrown by the guards onto the boat.

I can't take any more, but it's enough.

At this time, the embodied death qi had already wrapped around the airship, like an octopus hiding in the sky, clutching the hull with its gray tentacles.

Without solving this problem, the airship will not be able to leave the tarmac.

Heine thought about it for a moment, and simply let the sheep catcher use the divine combo to cut off the gathered dead qi one by one.

It worked.

The golden light of the knife cut off the dead air as easily as a hob knife cutting butter.

Then he asked the other man to step on the wooden decoration of the bow of the ship, and set the bow in the shape of a dragon's head on fire with a golden flame.

Then he stood in the middle of the fire and held aloft the bone cleaver shrouded in holy light, acting as a sharp ramming angle.

The airship started slowly, and the burning bow slammed into the gray barrier of dead air, quickly melting a large hole.

The flickering golden flame is like a candle in the cold wind, faint but always bright.

Seeing that this really worked, Heine also breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked over to Simon, who was interrogating the simply bandaged bronze mirror.

Although the two are old acquaintances, they have become each other's subordinates, and their friendship has almost been canceled out.

Seeing him approaching, Simon relayed, "Golden Fang's personal airship is near here, and Elimont is on board." ”

Heine was not surprised.

He asked the bronze mirror, "Do you know that there is a holy light storage well on this mountain?" ”

Tong Jing looked dazed: "What? ”

Simon wondered too.

Why don't I even know? Does Naga even have to block this kind of information?

As if seeing his doubts, Heine explained, "The people of the Shadow Temple calculated the results, but lacked data, and only roughly estimated that it was in the south, not accurate to the Eagle Rank Mountain.

"But the speed of the current convergence of dead qi is a bit unreasonable, I think it is caused by the local holy light storage well suppressing the concentration of holy light, which is the same reason as the former haunted farm."

Simon's eyes lit up: "If there is a large gathering of holy light here, then I have a way to deal with the lich!" Once I get out, I can urgently contact the nearest mage monitoring tower, and as long as I get online, the rescue team of the Truth Institute will be able to arrive in as little as four hours, and they will definitely have a way to adjust the parameters of the energy storage well! ”

So fast?

Your master is really the Pacific police, and the police are dispatched at the speed of light?

"No, this kind of thing doesn't bother the big guys."

Heine smiled: "I'm going to figure it out myself." ”

(End of chapter)