through the dark road

Chapter 236 Unexpected Identity

"Finally...someone finally came, really...keep me waiting."

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of the four-armed monster. The three of them were not too surprised by this. Judging from the extremely humane demeanor of the other party, it was not surprising that they could speak.

Mo Bei kicked off the two jungle hunters on the blade, reactivated the sacred shield, switched out the meditation aura, and quickly recovered the mana of the three, then shook the blood on the blade and said :
"Since you can speak human language, why don't you introduce yourself?"

He still wanted to set up the opponent's details. Although the monster in front of him could barely match up with the rookie boss Fire Eye in the game, if he really took it as a rookie, it is estimated that the three of them would not have a good end.

"Ah..."

"No need... It's been too long, I can't remember clearly."

"Besides, what's the point of talking to the dead?"

The sand knight spoke incoherently, as if he hadn't used this language for a long time, but knowing that the other three were recovering, they still acted calmly and calmly, not in a hurry to make a move.

"You're really interesting. You don't even know what you are, and you're still working hard every day."

Mo Bei sneered, and took out the water bag slowly, but just rinsed his mouth, and then put the water on the ground in front of him, doing his best to be contemptuous and provocative.

There is a gun on his head, why are you pretending to be aggressive here. .

Maybe this sentence really hit the other party's sore spot, I saw the scarlet eyes flickering a few times, and then the four long knives that were naturally drooping in the hands were gently pressed down, and the tips of the knives almost touched the ground.

Mo Bei looked at the four motionless long knives and knew that this was not a precursor to an attack, but that the opponent subconsciously strengthened his control over the weapon in his hand.

Therefore, the more stable the blade is, the more it means that the other party's heart should not be very happy.

"My name... Batuk."

The other party spoke again, his voice was a little deeper, but his tone was quite proud.

"do not know."

Mo Bei spit out such a sentence lightly, making the other party's gaze even colder, and he almost couldn't hold back.

He really didn't know each other. After all, he wasn't from the same era. Where would he know each other?

But that doesn't mean he hasn't heard of it.

This name can definitely be said to be thunderous.

One of the two most powerful men in the mage tribe era, the bloody warlord Batuk.

He is also the creator of the Snakeman Legion, the culprit of the division and destruction of the mage clan.

But why is this product here?
It doesn't make sense at all!

From the moment the other party appeared, Mo Bei guessed that the body of the sand knight would be the soul of an ancient strong man like the dark elder, but he did not expect the other party's background to be so big.

But since the opponent is still staying here honestly, it means that the upper limit of his strength is not enough to break through this magic-strong dungeon and bring the monsters here to fight out.

Perhaps it is not so easy to find a body here that can exert that kind of strength.

fine. . .Should be able to play. . .

Thinking of this, Mo Bei settled down and began to stand ready.

Batuk seemed to have had enough of Mo Bei's taunts. He raised his arms and intersected two long knives in his hands. The blades rubbed against each other and spread out. Exuding billowing heat.

Mo Bei saw the illusion of the opponent's figure for a while, and then felt the ground tremble, and the shield in his hand moved to the right as a conditioned reflex.

"Keng!!"

A loud bang made his eardrums hurt, and his lower body resisted the force from the shield with all his strength, but he moved a few inches sideways, and the sword of excellence in his hand also cut through the air.

As if a whirlwind of flames was blowing past him, while the two long knives knocked him back, Batuk had already turned around, and the other two long knives slashed at the head of Perona behind him.

"You bastard...don't take ridicule..."

Mo Bei cursed in his heart, smashed the bricks and stones on the ground with one foot, and charged to the side, his sword and shield rushed towards Batuk.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's slash turned out to be a false move, the fiery red tip turned and pointed directly at Mo Bei, and then the two collided.Mo Bei, who charged forward, was forced to take two steps back, almost kneeling on one knee.

Not only because of the huge pressure, but also the severe pain of burning heart, which made him groan, his eyes tearing open.

The four long knives stuck to the edge of the shield and pierced into Mo Bei's chest from four directions. The tip of the knives sank more than two inches, as if a cloud of magma had been injected into his chest, which was extremely painful.

The life value dropped as if the gate had been opened, and finally stopped at nearly halfway.

Batuk was also feeling extremely uncomfortable at the moment, not only surprised by the strength of Mobei's defense, but also by the huge damage he had suffered.

The moment the long knife pierced Mo Bei's body, his side ribs were also pierced by the Sword of Excellence, and at the same time, a damage far beyond the piercing of the blade was applied to his internal organs.

Halo of Thorns!

He immediately realized the source of the damage, but he didn't know that the halo of thorns actually came from the divine language bow in Milor's hand.Thinking that the kid in front of him had put all his skill points into this anti-injury method, he suddenly felt disdainful.

"Scum without the heart of a strong man!"

He snorted contemptuously, but his movements were not sloppy at all. He raised his foot and kicked Mo Bei's shield, letting the excellent sword pierced into his ribs separate from his body, and freed his arm to chop off the arrows shot by Miloer continuously With arrows, he rushed through Perona's raised wall of fire non-stop, chasing Mo Bei and slashing fiercely, with an extremely fierce attack.

Not far away, Perona's eyes flickered with flames, her black hair danced wildly, and she almost ran away.

Another formidable foe against her fire spells!
Seeing that Mo Bei was caught in a passive defense trying to parry, she mobilized her mental power with all her strength, condensed the hellfire into a blazing pillar of fire, and made a sharp whistling sound, and suddenly sprayed towards Batuk's head.

Even if it is restraint, there should always be an upper limit!

The flame condensed as if it had a solid body, instantly scorched a piece of charcoal on Batuk's face, and penetrated along the ear canal, making him let out a roar, and jumped out of the attack range of the hellfire in a flash.

Mo Bei took the opportunity to pour down a bottle of comprehensive rejuvenation potion, and charged forward again.

The battle went straight into a white-hot stage from the very beginning, and Batuk's ferocity far surpassed any enemy the three of them had encountered before.

The four long knives seem to be controlled by four people respectively, but they work together as one.Not only was Mo Bei so suppressed that he could only defend, but he also cut off almost all of Milor's arrows, and only a few guiding arrows slipped through his blind spot and nailed him on the back of his heart.

Mo Bei's super high defense and resistance could not resist his attack at all. After a few rounds, the armor was cut into several cracks, and the edges of the cracks were all in a state of melting, and the flame damage made him miserable.

"This damn body..."

Batuk gritted his teeth and cursed. As a strong mage tribe, he gave him a body that couldn't bear his mental strength. He just dealt with three trash fish in his eyes. That brain, which was not much bigger than a fist, was like It's just disgusting to crack.

And Mo Bei's tenacity is far beyond his expectations, and there is also the back injury of the thorn halo. If he can't kill this paladin first, he may really be consumed to death here.

Thinking of this, he roared violently, gave up defending against Milor's arrows, and danced the four long knives into a dense whirlwind of blades, enveloping Mo Bei.

(End of this chapter)