Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

224-point pointed wheatgrass

After touching the range of white smoke, the visual distance is no more than one meter, and the current situation can only be judged by the senses other than the eyes. (

(Reading Network) The trajectory formed by bullets and spells becomes clear in the white smoke. Through the rolling of the white smoke and the sound of the roaring from the side, you can roughly identify the enemy's attack direction, so that you will not be caught in the bullets. in.

After a while, the white smoke in front of me fluctuated, and it seemed that someone was running past me. I stopped immediately, crawled on the ground, shrunk my body into a ball, and then changed my cloak to a dagger. When the figure appeared again, I jumped from behind him, and before he made a sound, I inserted the dagger into his neck.

Is a wizard soldier.

I listened to his hoarse noise from his throat, and while observing the movements around him, he severely cut his neck completely. Someone noticed something was wrong here and called out. The distance is not far away, but the visibility is almost zero.

"Aliho, Alihe, what's wrong with you?"

At first, the figure was unclear, but the strange appearance of the white smoke showed that the other party came over, alertly and slowly, if he didn't make a noise, he might be able to catch me by surprise. What a pity, the dagger grip gave birth to a silk thread wrapped around the middle finger, and I shot the dagger out.

There was a sensation of hitting something, so that the demon sensed it, wiped it from the side of the man's face, and cut off his ear. The man did n’t make a noise, it seemed shocked, but in the blink of an eye, I had swayed my middle finger, daggered in a circle, wrapped the silk thread around his neck and neck, so that he could no longer make a sound Come.

The silk thread drew back into the palm with a dagger, and a grunt sounded from where the man was, and the round outline slowly rolled over. I bent down and crept lightly, trying to make the change of the white smoke less noticeable and moving towards where the body fell. When passing by the head, he shook his palm and pushed it into the smoke in the opposite direction. Someone suddenly exclaimed. While the chaos was attracted to the other side, I sped up my pace, turned the dagger into a shadow cloak again, and rushed into a clean area against the wall soon.

White smoke, like an eggshell, enveloped a layer outside the cauldron and the old wizard, and where he is now is in the egg white. The sound of fighting outside is very fierce, so Zhenjiang should not be at a disadvantage, but I should speed up.

The old wizard is still making magic masks. There are about twenty soldiers responsible for protecting them. They are surrounded by them, and they are looking at the place where the fierce battle sounds are coming, that is, the mid-air in front of them. There was white smoke, and the human eye could not see the reason. The other soldiers had already rushed into the white smoke and launched a fierce attack on Zhenjiang. Their spells seemed to use these white smoke, and they had to rush out. Although they realized that someone was muddy water and fish, and the turmoil caused by the smoke, they could not catch the culprit, and the target was once again transferred to Zhenjiang.

Under the cover of the shadow cloak, I successfully reached the statue of the Virgin Mary. This one with a large shadow made my activities more convenient. I clung behind the feet of the Virgin Mary, thinking about how to break through the blockade line of more than twenty soldiers and **** a few masks from the old wizard. The cauldrons are only five or six steps away from each other, but once the battle is opened, it is expected to encounter a violent counterattack, and it is almost impossible to reach another cauldron. Moreover, I don't think that the old wizards are really blind and deaf without the little fighting power of Ranwen Fiction Network. It may be the limit to take the food from one of them alone.

First, the closer the target is to yourself; second, the more masks that have been formed on the shelf; the better. In addition, the soldiers serving as guards are not standing in the same position as the scarecrow, observing their patrol route, and temporarily paying attention Attack immediately when you deviate from your goal. If possible, create some bait to confuse their eyes and ears.

These thoughts are quickly forming in my mind like lightning. Although I still want to continue to observe for a while and wait for a better opportunity, the passage of time every minute and every second is fascinating. Delaying time has no benefit for Zhenjiang and I. Although we initially caught the enemy by surprise, here is their territory after all, and we did not have any reinforcements from Ranwen.com.

I imagined that I was part of the shadow, and the palm of my dagger exuded a thin sweat. As the white smoke becomes thinner, the trajectory where the enemy can counterattack can be faintly compiled into a giant net. The female knight flying in mid-air continuously intersperses in front of the mesh, but as the net tightens, the action is becoming Monotonous. The advantages we created earlier are being eaten up a little bit.

The wizards who once fell into the vortex of chaos are also reorganizing counterattacks.

Can't wait any longer, I suddenly turned around, but a rant made my toes just back out of the shadow.

The voice of "What are you doing?" Came from the back door on the other side of the Madonna statue, and a huge figure came out with heavy steps. Every time the foot falls on the ground, a solid clang sounds, which makes people feel like mountain pressure.

A knight similar to the form of Jin Jiang appeared in my eyes. The medieval knight-like body armor, with his face hidden in the face armor, could not be seen at all. As if coming out of the ancient battlefield, the armor with metallic luster appeared somewhat Dull, it is also because the indelible scars and the dried and condensed color of the mask cover the glory of the metal, and the whole body is enveloped with almost real majesty and shame. This guy is almost three meters tall, and it seems that a random wave can break the sense of power of a hill, which makes people feel unmatched just by seeing it.

I couldn't help moving my body a little, and felt that this person's perception was very sharp. If I stared straight at it, I would be noticed, so I only peeped with the astigmatism in the corner of the eye.

"What are you doing?" The knight's angry eyes fell from the midair of fierce battles, glancing at the messy hall, the lacquered battle situation because his voice became loose, some people stopped attacking, and others hesitated Should we continue fighting? The soldiers have backed up, rearranged their formations, and silently looked at the flying wing knight in midair.

Trivial whispers whispered from the suddenly weakened fighting sound.

"Yes Ken ... that Ken is also here."

"Sorcerer's costume, Lord Ken is here."

"How to do?"

"Stop it, only Lord Ken can deal with Lord Sha."

"Damn, that crazy woman, she can kill a lot of people, and no one can protect her now, even if she won't."

"That's what happened later, first figure out what these two guys want to do."

"I don't want to go to the muddy water, I'm leaving."

Someone took the lead in withdrawing, and in a few moments, more war mages who were not on guard tasks came out from the main entrance. The people left in the broken hall divided four piles clearly: the courageous, the wizards who stayed at the front door while watching lively or other thoughts; the flying wing knights staying in midair; facing the flying wing knights, forming a defense The formation of soldiers; and behind the soldiers, including the old wizard, the escort, me and the "Ken Lord" including the inner circle.

Lord Ken ’s identity is obviously unusual. Judging from the appearance of similar solidification spells and the whispers of the wizard, he also has a very close relationship with the female bartender Sha. I was even more convinced when a pair of wings also grew from the back of Cavaliers Ken.

Cavalier Ken's wings flicked hard and immediately formed a violent airflow, blowing away the thin white smoke that had become thin. His feet left the ground in the flapping sound of the wings, rising a little bit to the air, and confronted Zhenjiang for more than ten meters.

"What do you want to do? Sha, didn't you agree with me, don't mess with it?" A low voice came from the medieval knight's visor, and the guy wearing the metal can seemed to be old The tone of the reprimand questioned the horsewoman.

There is no answer from Zhenjiang Fiction Net, nor any actions of Zhenjiang Fiction Net, just like there is no one in the armor, only a statue suspended in the air.

"I know." Ken made a near sigh. I don't know what he meant, but I think he misunderstood it, because it was not the original female bartender who stood in front of him, but a more terrible creature.

The flow of air suddenly violently formed a blast of wind, and the gray fog swept through the opening of the building, as if having self-will, condensing into a knight's spear beside Ken. The wind was roaring, the clothes were beating, and in the mighty momentum, just a breath, the spear changed from phantom to substance.

After that, the wind stopped suddenly, and before the gun body fell, it was caught in the hand by the medieval knight and pointed directly at the female knight in front.

"I don't want to use violence against my apprentices. Now go back and stay at home and wait for it to die. I can still plead for you with a trivial right. If you refuse ..." He slowly retracted the spear back to his waist, as if there was a The invisible spring gradually accumulates pressure, and there is no clear meaning in the words finished by Ranwen.com.

Zhenjiang still didn't speak with Ranwen Fiction Net. In the rain mist that was continuously poured from the zenith gap, the outer layer of the armor of the insect's carapace gradually disintegrated, and the thickened armor merged into the right arm as if it were breeding. , Grow a shield in the shape of a square tower.

I clearly saw the people on the opposite side looking at the lively, the face was full of surprise and dullness, at that moment, the whole world fell into the silence of life and death, leaving only the sound of lightning and thunder and flying sand. At the next moment, noisy speeches were made from the crowd.

I have no intention of paying attention to what they are talking about, and the best time to **** the mask is at hand. I took a step back, found the path to the selected target in the shadows, squatted down, and made a starting posture.

Some kind of sound that only I can hear, gently count in my ear:

One, two ...

As the sound of the starting gun sounded, the two knights in the air fluttered and hedged, the shadow on the ground coincided in a blink of an eye, and the sound of the impact cleverly fell to the "three" position. Less than a second before and after, the reaction force from the ground affects the thigh muscles, and it seems that it turns into an arrow off the string and shoots towards the front shelf.

Faster, faster, before others notice this side, catch the prey. In five, four, and three steps, the dagger is fired, and the silk thread follows the spiral path to the old wizard.

As I expected, the seemingly deaf old wizard showed an amazing reaction nerve at the moment of the dagger's close-up. Probably there is no relationship between the writer and the novel. He came in a hurry to cast his spell. Although he dodged the dagger, he was covered with silk thread and neck. The guards on both sides have noticed the danger is approaching, and in my eyes, turned around with a very slow movement.

What is happening makes me mistakenly think that I have entered the high-speed passage formed by the speed sweep.

My body had passed by the shelf, and I pulled off the mask hanging from it, and passed the old wizard who was **** with silk thread. The astonished pupils under the cover of the opposite side were clearly imprinted in the corner of my eye. After that, the silk thread tightened suddenly, and the resistance generated disappeared again. Before the old wizard launched the spell, the color of surprise was left in the spreading pupils forever.

The nearest soldier was in line with my line of sight. As soon as the gun in his hand was raised, it was inserted into the muzzle by my dagger. By inducing magic, I can clearly feel the impact of the bullet rotating along the rifle hitting the dagger, and the power is blocked in the narrow barrel, as if it will destroy the hard shell at any time. At the same time, the silk thread, like a viper, circled up the gun body, trapping the soldier's arms, shoulders, neck and neck.

I lowered my body and suddenly changed direction. Under the huge pressure that came into my knee, another soldier shot a bullet from the waist. The feeling from the silk thread made me know that the soldier who was entangled had already Torn apart.

The air in front becomes extremely tight. Once the air in the lungs is exhaled, it can no longer be sucked in. The ground and people in the field of vision become inclined. Pappa, the stagnant water was stepped on crunchingly, catering to the violent thunder and wind and rain. I drove around the arc, and under the pull of the silk thread, the dagger also flew in a strange arc. The direction of the muzzle, the air fluctuations when the bullets are ejected, and the trajectory becomes very clear. I dodge left and right, and avoid three bullets on the occasion of a thousand shots.

I seem to be able to see his facial features hidden under the mask begin to twist. While the bullets are bursting out, the pupils begin to dilate, reflecting a shadow of a galloping black robe deeply.

I shook my finger, the dagger crossed the soldier's hair with an arc from the right, he turned to the left, and another fish jumped away from the undulating silk thread, but he couldn't hide the dagger coming from behind and was cut. Open the neck artery. When I passed by him, the silk thread wrapped his feet silently and took him down, while another layer of silk thread was also led by the dagger and bound down from the top of the head.

I waved my arms, and the sound of blood sprayed behind me.

I listened to the voice behind me and looked up to find the location of Zhenjiang. The air in front was empty, and countless rain lines drifted in the wind. In a flash, dangerous instincts came from the back and up, and it seemed impossible to avoid either left or right. Stopping or retreating is a dead end. I clenched my teeth and rushed forward, as if a bullet had wiped my body from the rear, and as I rolled, it made a puff that penetrated the ground, but the strong crisis was not caused by the bullet.

A figure suddenly smashed to the ground, blocking the bullet, and a dense metal impact sound came from behind it, but this guy was not my savior. The heavy and tall body enveloped me in a shadow, with white wings like angels stretching high behind. Ah, this guy, got rid of Zhenjiang's restraint? I just got up from the ground with my hands and feet, the spear had whizzed, and at the moment before being punctured, another figure of armor fell in front of me, reaching out and pulling me over.

The knight and I crossed each other, facing me behind with a shield. I didn't see the specific process at all. When I stumbled to maintain my figure, a breath of air swept behind me, pushing me down to the ground completely. I turned my body, leaned back on the ground, looked back, and the wind suddenly lifted my hood.

I saw the female knight squatted in front of her, with her shoulder against the shield of the square tower, but the shield had been penetrated by the knight's spear, and the spear head was even inserted into the breastplate. In addition to wind, rain, thunder and lightning, everyone's actions are frozen at this moment.

In the collisions I have seen in the past, the power in front of me is not the most powerful, but the contest between the two knights with extraordinary power, the spear and the shield, but everyone can't help but hold their breath and wait for the result.

It seems that Zhenjiang was defeated.

Centering on the place penetrated by the spear, a straight crack spread across the shield and Zhenjiang's breastplate, making a palpitating sound. Then, with a loud noise, the shield split into two petals and fell to the ground, and even the armor fell off Zhenjiang in the same way. However, before the cracked armor hit the ground, it exploded suddenly, and countless fragments were shot in all directions.

Explode? No wrong

A lot of white smoke spewed out ~ www.readwn.com ~ and Zhenjiang's back was obviously hidden in a light armor.

This is ... the armor in the armor?

Before other people reacted, Zhenjiang rushed forward. The face of the medieval knight who was defending the armor fragments in a boxing. The power of this fist made the helmet obviously deformed. The head of the medieval knight was smashed into the ground. .

Zhenjiang didn't chase it again, and then quickly retreated to my side, hugged me up, fluttered his wings, and flew out of the hole in the arch behind the oblique rear. There was a sound below because he was fooled, so angry that he could not hear the roar of human voice. Obviously, Zhenjiang knew that this would happen. He kept facing back in that direction, and a lance with a spiral head was formed in his hand.

When the hazy figure broke through the moment when the smoke burst out, her waist had been bent backwards, like a bow and arrow, throwing a spear in this exaggerated and explosive posture.

There was hardly any time for Ranwen Fiction Net to give the other party a reaction. It wasn't until the spiral lance penetrated the medieval knight and dragged him back into the dust, that the sound of the impact came slowly. And at this time, in my view, the buildings on the ground have become faint again, and finally melted in the thick dust and rain curtain.