Tomb Raiders: Evacuate the Bronze Door

Chapter 48 Show off skills, write a diary later? (Seek to follow up)

Ting Nu of Crescent Hotel was full of fury and hatred, and shouted at Zhou Fan:
"Arrogant child! Could it be that you want to get rid of me as soon as possible, and then go over to help?"

"Stop dreaming! Now you and Patriarch Zhang are being held back by us."

"I don't believe that, relying on that shitty little third master and that useless, ordinary, fat man, he can stop those thousands of corpses running around digging holes and fleeing!"

"Just run out a hundred or ten, no, even a few corpse-changing things."

"In the downtown area above this ancient tomb, it is enough to set off a bloody storm!"

As he spoke, Ting Nu bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of cloudy blood.

Ting Nu rubbed his hands together with cold eyes, and then grabbed the weird black mist and highly corrosive pus next to him.

Between the opening and closing of the two hands.

Ting Nu rubbed out dozens of huge "forks" with his bare hands.

From the pointed end of the "fork", strange corpse oil continuously flowed out.

Ting Nu yelled at Zhou Fan with a ferocious expression.

Those dozens of huge "forks" pierced Zhou Fan fiercely from various tricky angles, accompanied by the chirping sound of tearing the air.

……

Wu Xie, who was picked up by Sanqingniao, and Fatty, who was picked up by the corpse turtle emperor, glanced in the direction of Zhou Fan and the younger brother.

Looking back, Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other again.

Under their feet, thousands of corpses that had turned into corpses were crazily climbing outwards along the steep terraced steps.

Wu Xie tightly held the strange bow and arrow taller than a man in his hand, and grabbed a handful of arrows with the other hand.

The fat man waved two drumsticks shining with fireball light, patted Wu Xie on the shoulder, winked and said:

"Innocent, now it's time for us brothers to show off our skills!"

Wu Xie took several deep breaths, slowly calming down the tense and excited mood, and said:
"The neighbors in the neighborhood all rely on our brothers to protect them."

Fatty proudly threw the two drumsticks back and forth like a juggler, and said with an excited mood:
"Fat Master, I understand today, the reason why Zhang Dai loves to write boring diaries after his death."

"When I get some time, Fat Master, I also have to make a diary."

Wu Xie urged with a black line on his head:
"Fatty don't be poor, start working!"

boom.bang bang.

The fat man let out a low growl.

He directly hit the two drumsticks on the weird battle drum according to the specific drum points that he could barely hit now.

Immediately.

Waves of turbulent waves accompanied by phantoms of dragons circling, appeared on the strange drums.

Vaguely, Fatty's body was also entwined with an extremely illusory layer of phantom waves.

At this time, as the fat man kept beating the war drum.

A series of semi-transparent circular light waves erupted around the fat man.

These light waves were under Fatty's control, and Zhou Fan's younger brother Wu Xie and the Blue Bird Corpse Emperor ignored all of them.

But facing the other people in the audience, they all rushed away with a layer of tyrannical evil spirit.

All the things that had undergone corpse changes were horrified at the same time to find that their bodies had burst into cracks like spider webs.

It's just that the weak ones have many cracks, while the powerful Ting Nu and the four "semi-acquaintances" of the younger brother only have a little scratches.

But it also eclipsed their horror.

Everyone turned their heads subconsciously.

Just in time to see Wu Xie pursing her lips and drawing a strange bow and arrow.

Holding the two arrows at the same time, the fingers are slightly loose.

Whoosh.Whoosh.

The two arrows were extremely fast, and they shot towards a pile of corpses in front of Wu Xiezheng.

The two arrows left afterimages in midair.

Like candied haws on a string, they pierced through dozens of corpses in succession, turning into ordinary corpses.

puff.

Those corpses were directly blasted into a pile of rancid meat paste.

The fat man praised:
"Naive, awesome!"

Wu Xie frowned dissatisfied, and said:

"That would be a loss."

"Old Zhou made this kind of weird arrow, the materials are so rare, and Lao Zhou consumed so much power of soul."

"I have to use a more powerful...huh? Your hand, fat man?"

Wu Xie stared at the fat man's hands with a serious expression.

All I saw was that as the fat man kept beating the weird war drums, his hands and arms were constantly breaking into countless pieces.

It's just that the layer wrapped around Fatty's body, the thin phantom of the waves, is rapidly repairing Fatty's body.

The fat man bared his teeth and said:
"I haven't felt any pain yet, and my body has been repaired."

"However, these things are constantly being consumed. When Xiao Zhou made this war drum, he gave special materials that were stored in advance."

"Fatty, I'm so small, I'm still too weak..."

Fatty's expression suddenly changed.

With a terrified look, he motioned Wu Xie to look at the huge crack in the middle of the ground leading to the top-quality corpse raising cave.

The fat man whispered anxiously:

"Naive, I feel something is wrong. I'm afraid that the No. [-] murderous corpse that Ting Nu didn't find is about to come out of it?"

"Let's hurry up, or else we'll just do something big?"

Wu Xie gritted his teeth, nodded heavily, and said:
"Okay! Make a big wave! At least half of the field will be cleared!"

"But Fatty, can your war drum play any tunes that make me 'calm'?"

"This is the strongest trick I can barely use now. I'm afraid I'll be possessed."

The fat man nodded, and roared domineeringly, "Okay! Look at you!" with a cry.

Immediately afterwards, the fat man spat twice, spat on the palm of his hand, and said:

"Naive, let's go! Fatty, I will escort you!"

Boom boom boom.Boom.

The fat man's eyes were red and he beat the war drum violently.

A burst of tyrannical air wrapped around the extremely unharmonious sense of tranquility and indifference, and the drumbeat immediately resounded in the entire huge terraced square.

With a serious expression, Wu Xie slowly drew the bowstring.

This time, he directly picked up twenty arrows.

Wu Xie's thoughts moved.

On the arrowhead carved from purple jade, there is a bloody red liquid that is constantly shining with silver light, and directly forms a circle of water ripples like small mushrooms on the outside of the arrowhead.

On the body of the bow and arrow, there was a layer of continuously flowing dark green liquid and brown corpse spots covered with white hairs that flashed from time to time.

It flowed to Wu Xie's two arms as if alive.

Chi Chi.

Wisps of blue smoke came out of Wu Xie's arm, and the smoke streaked across the scars before being swallowed by the ferocious dragon on his wrist.

hum.

Bright moonlight erupted from the bowstring made of a weird tongue.

The moonlight sprinkled into Wu Xie's arm, repairing his injury in an instant.

call.

The ferocious dragon tattoo on Wu Xie's wrist grew its mouth, like a breath of a dragon, swallowing the green smoke that had been condensed.

He spit on Wu Xie's arm again.

Like a streamer, it merged into the arrow.

boom.

The arrow in Wu Xie's hand showed afterimages, and there was a phantom of a flood dragon that was so illusory that it was almost invisible, and it disappeared in a flash.

Countless dazzling halos passed towards the strange bow and arrow through the dragon tattoo on Wu Xie's arm and wrist.

Wu Xie roared, his eyes suddenly became full of bloodthirsty rage.

bang bang bang!dong dong dong!
The fat man gritted his teeth and used the strongest auxiliary drums he could control.

Suddenly, strange sound waves enveloped Wu Xie's body layer by layer.

Wu Xie was shocked all of a sudden, and his eyes became clear again.

Wu Xie glanced at the fat man's bloody and then recovered arm, which was bloody and recovered again, and let go of the bowstring with a loud cry.

call out!
Twenty arrows burst out at the top of the head at the same time.

After the arrows left the string, they didn't fly into the air, but shot in all directions at a speed that tore the air to the point of twisting.

From countless tricky angles, he shot at the corpses that had undergone a deadly transformation.

puff.

These arrows dragged out afterimages in mid-air, and above the afterimages was a lingering ghostly shadow of a dragon that Zhou Fan and the younger brother hadn't noticed.

With an incomparable roar, these arrows passed through one, ten, or hundreds of dead corpses.

boom.

The arrow exploded and shattered.

Those corpses that had been pierced by arrows and undergone ordinary corpse changes also exploded into pieces of fleshy paste at the same time.

Rumble.

Seventy percent of the audience were corpses that had undergone ordinary corpse changes, under the tacit cooperation of Wu Xie and Fatty.

It was smashed into a thick puddle of meat.

Wu Xie and Fatty panted heavily, and they looked at each other.

All eyes were darkened and their brains were clouded, but they said in ecstasy at the same time:
"Damn! My little third master/fat master is so handsome today!"

"Grass! Why am I a little dizzy..."

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