High Above

  Chapter 561 Warcraft knows martial arts (23)

   "Does the Huaiguang Church really ignore it? Even if it is not a natural disaster, there are their churches in the Awak area, right?"

   As the team moved towards the northern sewer, Ian 'complained' to Tres, this is a question he should ask at his age and theoretically.

  In terms of role-playing, Ian has always grasped the essence, so no one felt that there was anything wrong with his question.

   No matter which country or organization it is in, they will not really like Huaiguang Church.

   But when the critical moment comes, everyone will hope that the Huaiguang Church will help them.

   This is precisely because they never take action and intervene in the disputes among the nations, and also because they never miss even a single natural disaster.

   "The Huaiguang Church really doesn't care."

   Tres shook his finger: "Before I set off on the mission, I asked my acquaintances to ask the Huaiguang Church what they think of the Avak area."

"As a result, the Huaiguang Church believes that the incident in the Avak area is not a natural disaster, but man-made. Even in the most serious terms, it is nothing more than a war within human beings. They cannot interfere, even if the future causes extreme disasters. Serious consequences, they will also admit."

When he said this, the knight imitated Brother Huaiguang's tone in a rather serious tone. Because of the ascendant of the wind system, he imitated it perfectly: "However, due to the destruction of the 'Huaiguang Church' and the large number of Outraged by the death of the 'believers', the Huaiguang Church allowed the 'Paladins' to form rescue teams in their own names and enter the Avak area."

   "Oh? This is good news. If there are paladins on the scene, maybe the survivors can really be saved."

  This news made Ian quite puzzled. He looked around the streets and sighed: "But the question is... who are they saving?"

   "Is there really anyone left for them to save?"

   "Look at what you said."

   Tres waved his hand to Ian, and he became arrogant again in an aspect that Ian didn't know.

  Being able to know things that the top geniuses don’t really makes him feel proud, who thinks he’s just an ordinary genius: “It’s true that there are no survivors in the city, but there must be some in the laboratory.”

"Whether it's the researchers, the people who were tested, or the special forces of Flameland...they are all in our country now. The Huaiguang Church doesn't care about their self-identity, they are from whatever country they are in. "

   "So, if the paladin squad 'rescued' them, then they will return all these 'survivors' to us."

   "In this regard, the paladins are our most loyal allies!"

"Too."

  Ian also wanted to understand—it is indeed the truth.

   Among other things, Viscount Avak and his Knights must still be alive, they are also 'survivors'.

  Whether it is the empire or the Huaiguang Church who 'rescued' them, the empire can get relevant clues and information, and the probability of success is doubled for no reason.

   While Ian was communicating with Tres, the Patrolling Cavaliers squad was like a steamroller, crushing all the fungal corpses that tried to approach them.

  In the city center of Azure City, there is a rotten and filthy stench everywhere.

  Where everyone stepped on, the once clean and tidy street is now a wet **** road covered with disgusting rotten meat, rotting juice, and fragments of corpse internal organs.

  Combined with those pale white fogs that can make people fall into madness, the whole Azure City is like a huge maze that devours people.

  And this labyrinth is also full of strange beasts and phantoms, as well as those rotting corpses that can tear apart the invaders.

  Obviously, Ian and the others did find the right direction.

  The surviving researchers or guards in the laboratory were afraid of their actions, so they used some means to guide these fungal carrion wandering around the city to stop them.

  For ordinary people, it may be a problem—it is almost impossible for anyone to escape from these carrion corpses that have lost their self-restraint but still maintain their physical activity under the stimulation of fungi.

  After all, without the restraint of the body, a corpse that can move with the maximum strength and agility the body can bear is something that ordinary people cannot resist.

   But the problem is...

   But what they have to face is the patrol knight, one of the most elite troops in the empire!

   Even if it is not an elite team led by a third-level grand knight, a small team is also a patrol knight.

   Tres has 20 people under his command, all sublimated, all equipped with armor, and the average number of weapons and even guns per person. They are war machines that can deal with all situations.

   Not to mention they still have Ian's potion.

   Kacha-puchi-paji.

At this moment, accompanied by the continuous sound of the flesh being cut off or even smashed by the weapon, the armor of every patrolling knight is covered with dirty blood with fungal heat and stickiness, but these are enough to make ordinary people The poisonous liquid that festered and festered on the skin could not pass through the fully enclosed armor of the knights.

  Their formations acted like meat grinders, clearing their way through the horde of corpses at a faster rate than a transporter could.

  Standing behind these knights, Ian and Tres waited for work at leisure. They were not lazy as 'captains', but to beware of the enemy's second-level combat power that might appear.

Don't look at Tres, who seems to be chatting happily with Ian, but Ian can also observe that the knight's wind attribute essence is permeating the surrounding intersections, just like Tres' eavesdropping on him a few months ago. 'As he talked with Frost Butterfly.

   Tres is listening to all the sounds in the surrounding streets.

"coming."

  Suddenly, he spoke, and Ian nodded tacitly.

Phew—the knight took a deep breath, and a beam of air visible to the naked eye, carrying a large amount of surrounding wind-attributed source material, flowed into his mouth, driving the muscles and bones of the whole body to wriggle and strengthen slightly, and condensed into a series of waves around him. A wind blade armor shield visible to the naked eye.

  'Turbulent Great Sword','Wind Blade Armor Shield' and 'Rushing', these are the three sublimation skills that Tres is best at.

Every kind of bloodline true form inheritance can build various special abilities with the sublimation organs as the core - such as the sand armor and rock armor of the immovable fortified city, the jet charge and ice blade sword commonly used by Ian in the fairy bloodline, It is the simplest form of this sublimation technique.

   When it comes to the second energy level, as sublimators condense their souls and have more computing power to carry more complex combinations, their sublimation skills also become more powerful.

It's like Ian's 'Fairy Orbital Bombing' composed of 'Fairy Wings', 'Cold Comet Skeleton' and 'Ice Tide Orb', supplemented by Frost Potion...Although it sounds strange, the power of that blow is enough to smash The solid top-level defense of a castle is on par with Baron Ryan's stunts, and it is a genuine sublimation skill in attacking difficulties.

  With this alone, Ian can make a name for himself in the outside world and get the title of a bombing fairy.

   "I'm going to attract the enemy's main force."

  Leaving a word to Ian, there was a near-explosive shock wave released under Tres's feet, pushing it forward, causing lethal ripples.

His long sword is entwined with the power of wind that cannot be slowed down by air resistance, and he slashed sixteen swords into the darkness of the street on the left almost instantly, enough to cover all human beings with seventeen equal parts. Dodge blocked areas, shredding surrounding house walls, lampposts, and streets like butter.

  Dang—the sound of crisp metal transitions sounded, and a figure hidden in the darkness was not too big, but it was also a figure with a height of three meters, and retreated in embarrassment.

   It was broken by the speed and strength of Tres's surprise attack, rolled heavily on the ground twice, and slowly stood up after smashing several depressions on the street.

  But Ian saw that at the same time, Tres's figure flew upside down for more than ten meters before stopping the retreat.

  The strength of that tall figure can actually stand up to the knights in the case of hastily responding to Tres' sneak attack!

   "Huh...huchi..."

   And when Ian saw the shadow in the darkness, he couldn't help frowning in disgust, and he knew why.

  It was a deformed bear beast with two heads. One was a green bear beast that hardly existed in the empire and was only distributed in the Yanjiang area.

  The other was a misshapen, human skull covered in a thick layer of bumpy skin.

   It is simply like the situation when the Sequoia native great shaman 'fused' with the swamp crocodile.

On the human head, the eyes are sewn shut, the mouth is also sewn up with fine needles and threads, and the ears are cut off and blocked. His only value is to serve as a brain to provide intelligence for the bear beast—obviously, this double-headed crow The bear beast's reaction and wisdom far surpassed its kind. Its nimble eyes locked on Tres, and then let out a roar, and met the knight.

  —Is this laboratory actually doing experiments on 'fusion parasitism'?

  I should have thought of that earlier.

   "Beware."

  Heart turned, and Ian reminded Tres through internal communication: "The intelligence of the enemy is beyond imagination. This green bear beast will definitely not only use brute force, but beware of it using fighting skills or even sublimated martial arts."

   "Understood." Tres replied briefly, and charged again, countering the run of the bear beast.

  Boom! The battle between the two second energy levels shattered all the remaining doors and windows on both sides of the street in an instant, and the shock waves visible to the naked eye shot out as their sword blades and sharp claws collided, bombarding the walls of the nearby buildings.

Tres heard Ian's prompt. He had already underestimated the enemy's intelligence as much as possible, but he never thought that this furbolg would actually know human martial arts—the opponent's thick claws swung like a face The impenetrable shield, obviously the sublimation martial art 'Fist of Scale Armor', blocked his sonic wind sword.

  —God, monsters know martial arts!

   And it's not just defense. Taking advantage of Tres' attack being blocked and the offensive slightly stagnating, the green bear beast launched an offensive.

   "Huai Guang is above, how is this possible?!"

   And the bear just raised its hand, which made the knight exclaim in disbelief: "How can it use this?!"

  (end of this chapter)