Ouyang Dao was glad to see eighteen iron gloves blocking Jila's way. The corpses were awakened by his blood, though not a good thing. But the performance of third-order armor is still there, and a dozen elite-level human shields can make a huge difference in battle. They crossed the barbed wire fence and fired more than a dozen shots at Ouyang Dao.

When he saw Ouyang Dao, he was still a little timid. The image of feeding the fish with meat came to his mind. Please, Smith, you're lucky that you're from the mining industry.

With a dozen pieces of armor, we have at least a glimmer of life" Ouyang Dao stared at Jira as he floated in midair, "As for the meat I just fed the fish, there are a lot of snakes here," Smith said, he breathed a sigh of relief, and although he didn't seem to be the easiest character to get along with, at least he looked much more sane than Jira. Jira waved her tentacles, looked at Ouyang Dao and said, Are you going to stand in the way of me and Smith On Jira's Stark-style declaration of love, Ouyang Dao turned around and gave Smith a stern look, "Convince the professionals, bang!"

"As Ouyang Dao and Jira spoke, the fog guard approached the waving tentacles. Under Jira's control, soft green vines stretched out like spears and rushed straight towards the advancing Fog Guards. Tentative attacks, but with little success. Compared to the armor of the manor guards, they were strong ordinary people, and the armor of the fog guards, reactivated by Ouyang Dao's blood and the corpses of the deceased, truly fused the armor of the human race, and the flesh and blood were tightly attached to each other. If Smith's guards were hit, their armor would be damaged, their bodies would be blown away, and the ordinary people inside would die from the Force. Ouyang Dao commanded the fog soldiers, and in the face of such an indifferent attack, he just shook their bodies and made them stand firm.

Eighteen of them wrapped themselves around the vines controlled by Jira, brandishing their swords as they tried to cut through the green vines. The sharp giant sword collided with the soft vine, and the sound of knocking kept coming, and when the two met, the green vine was unscathed. The vine is a plant, but it was summoned by an elite witch. These swords were made of steel, but they were used by ordinary people, and this time Ouyang Dao's blood did not strengthen the bodies of the deceased, but combined them with the armor they were wearing. Well, Ouyang Dao wants to know. Even if the power of this sword is only human, it should itself cause some damage to the vines. Behind him came the sound of shooting: "There is a difference between making armor and making weapons, and the greatsword of the manor guard has only one rank. ”

"You have so much money, why are you lazy in such a place!" Ouyang Dao was frustrated. Ouyang Dao knew that Smith was the culprit, but he was lucky because it was a matter of life and death for him. Jira didn't say anything. She focused on her tentacles, trying to open things. At this moment, the Fog Forest Guards can control Jira, Ouyang Dao thought to himself, but if he ran away, he would have to report the situation to the guild, and by the time they arrived, Jira would have already run away. ”

Gaia, let's run! Smith understood the situation, "You're a wizard, I won't tell anyone," Smith assured Ouyang Dao, who he considered the heir of a hidden school. "Before I helped you, you saved me today, and we are also old friends," Smith still persuaded, and Ouyang Dao looked a little hesitant.

"Will the little mouse run away again?" Seeing that Ouyang Dao and Smith wanted to leave, Jira let go of the vines and continued to make aggressive sounds. "When you're stepping on a field of broken flowers?" Jira's voice was calm, what about the mysterious professions, who ran away like rats? "Gaia, don't take this childish provocation to heart, because there is no fear of burning" Smith looked anxious, if it weren't for Ouyang Dao's need to break the wicker wall at the front door, he would have run away a long time ago. "Don't hesitate, go quickly, it will take time to break the rattan wall on the door" Then a piece of fog armor was thrown in front of him, and in less than 10 minutes of battle, the armor of the third level was pitted and cracked around the edges.

As soon as she landed, she stood up and joined the battle, Smith shouted loudly, you have also seen, your summoning will not last long "There is no way to escape," Ouyang Dao said with a wry smile in his heart, although he commanded a group of third-level human shields, his own strength was not enough to break the vine wall.

Where the maids call the back door, not to mention the deacons of the Happy Church who might be lurking there, it's hard enough to pass through the place where Jira and the Mist King's guards are fighting. Thinking of this, Ouyang Dao turned his back to the nagging blacksmith, and drove the eighteen fog hands wholeheartedly, slowly dragging the battlefield towards the fountain.

The silent Gila added to the fun of her own attack as she saw the armor slowly being repulsed. In the space of ten minutes, Jira had become accustomed to his strength. As Ouyang Dao slowly guided the battlefield, Jira prepared to strike a fatal blow. A thick plank grew in front of the swinging vine, and Jira turned the vine towards a solitary disk of mist, solid as an elite.

The speed of the tentacle swing was too fast, and I couldn't see the remnants of the spirit drive and the power of the vine itself combined, directly shattering one fog disc at a time. The cracked metal armor was covered with crimson silk. In the mist, the bones and flesh of humans have long since disappeared, turning into thick threads connecting different parts of the armor. There are crimson lines between armor fragments and fragments. The part of the red line that could withstand more force was separated. The shards turned into light and disappeared in the night. The red wires that didn't break, put the pieces together.

The new armor was covered with cracks, and between the cracks was filled with a red substance. The occasional fog had disappeared from the new armor, and the moonlight shone on the reflective armor, reflecting the red glow from the filling in the cracks. From a distance, there appears to be a flaming torch in the armor, shining outwards all the time. Unfortunately, the newly formed Blood Armor, which no longer has an elite-level defense, has been blown to pieces.

As time passed, Gila became more and more adept at using his psychic powers, combined with his vine attacks. Within minutes, she had broken five pieces of armor. Ouyang Dao looked at the dark red thread that was tied, and his heart flickered. Under his control, the fragments no longer formed the shape of red armor. Step by step towards the battlefield of the fountain, a spray armor was broken into pieces. As Gila approached the fountain, he stared intently at the green shapes in the air. After a fierce struggle with the deacon of the Happy Church, Gila's wooden armor is still in tatters. She also didn't use any of the summoning plant runes used by witches of her own type. At this stage of the battle, only five remained in a belligerent state.

Behind Jira, fragments of armor formed a massive humanoid form. Piece by piece, pulled down by the thread of flesh and blood, it slowly filled the armored giant, taller and stronger. The thin fragments of armor formed a three-meter-long humanoid robot, with huge, dented arms flapping at Kira from behind, and a gust of wind howling between them. Jira looked back and was horrified to find that the pieces she had ignored had turned into a monster. A strand of arms twisted and came back with a mist disk, weaving one after the other, forming a huge green shield behind Jira!

Bang! The rough arm collided with the huge vine shield, and the explosion rang out in all directions. Unparalleled power spread from the vine shield to Kira, and with that blow, the armored giant was reduced to smithereens. The green figure of Kira in the air was thrown down, and behind it, the vines turned into a green waterfall in the night sky. "Haha, scum is scum" Jera squirted a mouthful of blood and stubbornly stood up, controlling the vines on her back. Seeing that Jira appeared to have suffered only minor injuries, Smith despaired.

"If he's not dead, how can he be so strong? " Smith looked back at Ouyang Dao, only to see Ouyang Dao's serious expression. Am I going to die here At that moment, countless little figures emerged from the sparkling waters of the fountain. Strange fish with sharp teeth and spikes fly through the air. The strange fish bit Kira, and just not far from the fountain, hundreds of flying fish poured down and flooded Kira. In the moonlight, this strange fish is biting on the vines, biting at the wooden armor of the Gila, or directly biting at the Gila.

A large silver cocoon slowly formed, and at first the huge cocoon pierced through the vines from time to time. The strange fish gnawed on the cracked vine again, adding a shell to the already formed cocoon. A minute and a half later, all the strange fish in the fountain jumped out. Huge cocoons gnaw at each other in the moonlight, and no green vines can break out of the cocoons.

"Dead?" Smith exhaled and looked at the motionless cocoon. Ouyang Dao looked at the cocoon with a serious face, and the remaining five pieces of armor slowly approached Ouyang Dao. Unlike Smith, who knew nothing, Ouyang Dao knew that this strange fish could only survive for 30 minutes in the air. After 30 minutes, we don't know if the fog armor will be able to penetrate the rattan wall. As Ouyang Dao and Smith left together, there was a loud bang behind them, and pieces of fish meat flew in the air. A rain of blood descended on Ouyang Dao and his men.