Chapter 670 Meeting an acquaintance again

People are really unlucky. They can choke to death even if they drink water. You said that this Bisu Bosu rarely gets an adventure team to visit him once a year. How come when he wants to do it, others just happen to come to kill him.

What does it really mean for something like this, which has less than a tenth chance of happening to me, to happen to me?

Thinking of this, for a moment, I no longer wanted to think about pretending to be a diligent and diligent child in front of Akala. I just wanted to go home immediately to prevent God from flicking the artifact toothpick out of the air after picking his teeth.

It fell right into my butt as I took off my pants and was about to solve my physical problem.

The attributes of this artifact toothpick are - it comes with pumping, blasting, electric shock, enema/second, and cannot be removed or inserted.

I had a cold war, and when I came back to my senses, I had already pinched the teleportation scroll. These days, I don’t know if there is an upper limit to character, but I know that God has never set a lower limit. It’s better to leave early.

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However, before the teleportation scroll was torn open, I took it back again, not because I had a change of heart, but because the lazy crow was looking back. The Amazon in the adventure team that had already made the first move on Bisubosu suddenly shot towards me with an arrow.

The lazy crow's position is shot.

The lazy crow, who was in a daze, was suddenly knocked off a few feathers by the arrows. It was so embarrassed that it started to croak and glared at the Amazon. If it weren't for the absolute strength gap,

, I'm afraid it's ready to rush in and stir up some troubled waters.

Seeing this scene, ninety-nine percent of the people may think that this is a provocation from the other party, but unfortunately, they all guessed wrong. This is a special signal to ask the Druid for help. If it is really a provocation,

The arrows aimed at the lazy crow are not ordinary arrows, but explosive arrows, which are enough to instantly kill the Druid's crow detection skills.

Look, I want to avoid trouble, but trouble comes to me and I can't escape. What kind of world is this?!

With a helpless sigh, I put down the teleportation scroll and continued to let Lazy Crow transmit the information. To be honest, I was a little curious about who these adventuring teams were who were one step ahead of me.

If you don't know, you will be shocked when you look at it. You originally thought it was a group of several adventure teams united to defeat the King of Nite. There should be at least a dozen or twenty adventurers, bombarding the battlefield indiscriminately.

Harvesting the lives of thousands of fallen demons.

As a result, the information sent by the lazy crow surprised me. This was not a joint team. There was clearly only one adventure team fighting against the army of fallen demons led by Hiroshi Bisu.

No wonder they have to send out a distress signal. I have never heard of anyone who can challenge the clone of Hiroshi Bisu with the strength of an adventure team. Isn't this going to the toilet with a lantern and seeking death?

No, just when the lazy crow was circling over the battlefield, I suddenly discovered that on the other side of the Bisubosu camp, the same flames of war were ignited. Out of curiosity, I let the lazy crow fly over and take a look, and found that it was also the same.

An adventurous team is launching an attack on Hiroshi Bisu's hometown.

"..."

Can anyone come out and tell me what is going on? Are these two adventure teams... acting cute without restraint?

If these two adventure teams are cooperating to deal with Bisu Hiroshi, then I can only doubt their IQ. In this situation where the enemy is strong and we are weak, the enemy is numerous and we are few, the troops are divided into two.

Do they think they can be like in the game, where they can be reborn in the camp after death and then run back naked to collect the corpses?

If these two adventurous teams did not make an appointment in advance, but happened to attack Bisu Bosu at the same time, then I... then I really have nothing to say.

In short, this battle revealed a subtle sense of stupidity, which made me stand on the spot, embarrassed for a long time.

At this time, the Amazon over there shot another arrow, which made me react and turn my attention back to the battlefield.

Although their behavior is a bit silly, the adventure team that sent out the distress signal is definitely not weak. In this case, they can fight and retreat, and their moves are very subtle, always leaving a way out for themselves.

The army of fallen demons cannot completely surround them. As long as they persist, although victory is absolutely impossible, they will definitely be able to retreat unscathed.

The other adventure team is also very strong, almost on par with the first adventure team. I can't help but think that if these two adventure teams can really work together and jointly fight against the enemy, maybe, just

With the strength of the two teams, they can really create a miracle, maybe even wipe out the clone of Hiroshi Bisu.

You know, in the thousands of years of history of the Second World, there is rarely a record of just two adventure teams joining forces to successfully defeat the clone of Bisu Bosu. This is a great achievement that can be recorded in the history of adventurers.

, those adventuring teams were all praised and praised by the common people as heroes and warriors.

But in this way, it is worth pondering. In the current situation, although it is impossible for the adventurous team that sent the distress signal to kill Bisu Bosu, it is completely possible to escape. The purpose of the signal they sent to themselves

, what exactly is it doing?

After thinking about it, I still can't think of any reason. However, there shouldn't be any danger. If it is, then it doesn't hurt to go and see it.

With this curiosity, I put away the ghost wolf and flower vines, and began to slowly approach the battlefield.

A distance of tens of kilometers, I approached cautiously without losing speed, and soon I was less than 10,000 meters away from the battlefield. In the distance, the fallen demon was fighting, roaring with a fanatical and violent aura.

"Lakanixiu—Lakanixiu—"

Countless roars gathered together, like waves of huge black waves hundreds of meters high, rushing into the sky and deafening. Their aura full of evil and bloodthirsty could be felt even from a distance of tens of thousands of meters.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Even if they are losers, as long as thousands of them are gathered together, they will be demon king-level monster clones. I sighed secretly and rushed towards the commanding heights I had just found.

With a slight jump, I have arrived at the top of the small slope. At my feet is a broad and flat grassland. The withered and yellow wild grasses in late autumn give this flat grassland a chilly atmosphere of autumn.

The sight in front of me suddenly opened up, and what was displayed in front of me was a magnificent picture. There were close to tens of thousands of fallen demons, concentrated like ants on the grassland under my feet. The grassland was full of tattered tents and racks.

A large earthen pot half a man's height was set up, with a raging fire burning underneath. The smell of rotten broth overflowed, and a disgusting smell could be smelled from a distance.

At first glance, there are many tents and smoke everywhere. Regardless of the messy layout and the smell of rotting meat in the smoke, it really does smell like a large army is stationed there.

At this time, tens of thousands of blood-red fallen demons were running around in a mess, roaring, steaming into the sky, and murderous. At first glance, they looked like a pot of steaming heat and scalding water, being tossed around at will.

Like a stir-fried red meat porridge.

Deep in the vortex of the pot of stirred meat porridge, a short and insignificant figure, but exuding a powerful aura, immediately caught my sight.

You see, that is my old friend, Bi Xubosu, the King of Nite. Although in the eyes of humans, the fallen magic wizards actually look the same, Bi Xubosu's unique figure is sad and melancholy.

His eyes, obscene movements, and most importantly, his contribution to me, I will never forget.

After sighing for a while, I turned my attention to the initiator of this commotion, the culprit who dared to bully my old friend Hirosu Bisu.

The position I am currently in is just on the side of the adventuring team that sent the signal. The team on the other side is too far away to see clearly even with the eagle eye of a druid, so it is automatically ignored by me.

, his eyes fell on the adventure team at his feet.

It's okay not to look at him. After seeing the other person's face clearly, I felt relieved at that time.

You think of the paladin with an old and kind face, a neat white beard and white hair, who gives people a strong sense of familiarity with Grandpa Kenji, who else can you think of?

I originally thought that an unknown adventure team was playing dumb, but then I discovered that the team that was playing dumb was actually a team I knew. Is it because they are mentally retarded to begin with, or is it because they got to know me?

After going around like this for a few times, I was completely brain-dead.

He called the lazy crow back, grabbed its claws and slowly flew up into the air, and came to the top of the KFC team's battlefield. He let go of his hand and fell down. The heavy body with armor was smashed to death decisively.

A dying demon.

"you……"

I looked at the KFC team and realized that I really didn’t know what words to use or what expression to use to face them at this time. I guess if that barbarian guy was here, he would pat me on the shoulder again and say, "You

Just keep silent", "Just smile" and the like made fun of me.

I tilted my head and thought for a long time before I came up with something that might be the most appropriate thing to say at this time.

"Have you...had lunch?"

Then, there was a burst of big eyes and small eyes.

In fact, I originally planned to say "Boss, bring me a bucket of family photos", but considering that this kind of cold joke that can only be understood on the other side of the earth is meaningless, I had to give it up...

"Brother Wu, why are you here?"

Grandpa KFC...cough cough, that's wrong, Colonel Sanders...cough cough, that's wrong too, it should be the Paladin Ricken. Ricken stared at me with wide eyes for a while before he asked aloud.

The sword and shield on hand were not dropped. He pushed out with a shield strike, and the long sword suddenly thrust out from behind the shield. With a few sword lights, he immediately killed a Sinking Demon that was still jumping around like a shrimp. The palm of his hand

The skill of dividing it into two parts is really good.

"I still want to ask you, six people dare to come here to mess with Bisu Bosu, what part of your brain is on the pig's head?" I turned over and rolled my eyes at the other party.

"At least it's much better than if you dare to come here alone."

Paladin Riken probably developed a smooth tongue through his long-term struggle with Hans of the Hanbag team. He looked honest and kind, but his mouth was sharp, and he made a retort without thinking.

"I...my...I just came out for a casual stroll." I laughed a few times and pretended to be stupid and ignored the topic. I was so careless that I didn't realize that my behavior was simply worse in the eyes of others.

The KFC team is six times more stupid.

Because at least there were six of them coming together.

"I thought I had found support and could stand in front of me for a while, but I didn't expect..."

Ricken gave me a helpless look at Chen Yaojin, who seemed to be of no help. It seemed that he, the captain, should be the one who asked the Amazons in the team to shoot the lazy crow.

I kicked the fallen demon away with a kick. I did not refute Ricken's words. I was not inspired by the words of any reactionary elements. I calmly hid my strength. These days, if I can't even do such a small thing,

If you get there, you may say goodbye to your role as the protagonist at any time, huh!

"Forget it, let's retreat. Look, those idiots on the other side have also started to move."

Ricken pointed to the battlefield opposite and said, then, six people faintly surrounded me in the center and began to retreat slowly. I also cooperated very much and danced the long sword in my hand like crazy. I just didn't touch any of the fallen demons, letting the six people around me dance.

People were stunned for a while.

Master, it's like pressing the shooting button and clearing the level without killing an enemy. Especially in such an area with dense enemies, not everyone can do it.

It's just that it's very silly.

Wait, Ricken just said "those idiots on the opposite side", remember that, could it be that the team on the opposite side is...
To be continued...