Chapter 424 Don't Give Your Opponent Time to Breathe (For 'Wu Jiqi'/
When Butler Armand Ray was furious, the two of them could not discuss it for long in the short period of time. In the end, the traveling poet still said "fifty seconds" and rushed towards the knight's armor.
The archaeologist who saw this situation was stunned for two seconds.
What you just said is that you want me to help you buy time, and then you can read the ultimate move?
But why did you do it yourself first?!
She couldn't stay still for long, because the traveling poet who rushed forward did not collide with the knight's armor head-on. Instead, after being at a sufficient distance to cause a riot among the monsters, he turned around and disappeared!
So he simply went to help them wake up the monster...
Dozens of knights in armor roared silently, waving their weapons and charging!
An Lin quickly retreated to the archaeologist and frowned: "This kind of thing can't be killed at all. Do you have any countermeasures? Where is that guy just now?"
The archaeologist looked at her and his eyes moved slightly: "Help me hold it for ten seconds and try not to let them get close. I need to gather strength."
"Ha?!" An Lin looked at her in confusion: "Do you think I'm an idiot?"
"I'm not good at close combat."
The archaeologist said, holding a crystal clear marble in his hand, and then threw it out with force.
"boom!"
The explosion exploded in front of the charging knight's armor, but the shock wave only slowed them down a little bit, and then continued to speed up as they rushed over.
Then, the archaeologist took out another marble and looked at An Lin sincerely.
An Lin pursed her lips: "..."
Okay! She will block it!
An Lin turned her head and glared at the group of knights in armor. The fierce light in her eyes did not look any weaker than the opponent's, and then she swung her whip and rushed back at extremely fast speed!
Wow——
The end of the thrown whip extended infinitely, and after wrapping around the spear knight who bore the brunt, it suddenly pulled back and pulled!
The knight's armor in front was forced to lose strength and stumble, and the entire group's charging formation was immediately disrupted by her. Then, An Lin waved her whip and disappeared directly into the battle!
…
At this moment, the traveling poet, a true melee warrior, repeated his old tricks, jumped onto the beam pillar, and jumped quickly along the edge of the narrow wall.
Pieces of prismatic metal sheets were embedded in the wall. Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded from the corridor below.
Rumble--the flames swept through a powerful shock wave, directly overturning the armors of the knights and driving them back. However, the power of the explosion was completely out of proportion to the intensity of the shock wave.
The knight's armor, which was not seriously damaged, got up and continued to charge without any pain.
The traveling poet glanced at the battle below and continued to move forward. At this moment, his nerves suddenly tightened and he quickly ducked to the side.
呲——
The black flywheel crossed the side of his head and was embedded in the wall.
Then, the blade loosened, the flywheel was drawn out and it struck again!
The traveling poet jumped off the edge of the wall, his figure was ghostly and erratic, and he did not fight the flywheel head-on. He shuttled through the long corridor in the chaos of battle, but it felt like he was in a deserted place.
He looked up at where Armand Ray's butler was.
There is the main entrance of the palace, and the huge palace door is tightly closed, and the rose relief carved on the door has been corroded into darkness.
But Butler Armand Ray, whose aura was exactly the same as yesterday, stood there, the darkness surging behind him seemed like an evil spirit was roaring, and he followed the traveling poet with a sinister look on his face.
At this moment, the two people looked at each other.
Armand Ray smiled coldly, put one hand behind his back, and moved the fingers of the other hand lightly in the air.
The flywheel chasing the traveling poet split into dozens of pieces in an instant, and they were densely surrounded in all directions. The flywheel passed by and brought out a ripple of shadow.
There is no way ahead!
But there is still one place left that has not been decorated...
The traveling poet suddenly stopped and looked warily at the flywheels floating around him, as well as Armand Ray, who looked at him with a mocking face across from him.
"Boom!"
Another violent explosion came from behind, accompanied by the archaeologist's roar: "Fifty seconds have passed!"
Dozens of knight armors had completely enveloped the two of them.
An Lin was injured. Looking at the armors holding big axes, a trace of fear appeared in her eyes uncontrollably. This feeling made her whole mood become a little intense.
The archaeologist is quite capable, but facing dozens of monsters that don't know their five senses, she can only continue to use her marbles to repel them, and there is no way to fundamentally solve the crisis!
Even if the explosion destroyed their armor, the armor would squirm back to normal within a short time.
This is simply a monster that cannot be killed by a group of people!
An Lin, who was in an abnormal mood, breathed rapidly. She held her head and tried to get rid of the endless chatter in her mind. However, when she faced a knight in armor wielding a giant ax and rushed towards her again, her reaction could not keep up in time.
A violent sound of wind fell from the top of her head. An Lin's pupils shrank suddenly. The whip turned from toughness to strength and she quickly raised it to the top of her head!
"Bang!"
The ax fell head-on and hit the whip hard!
The sharp blade was almost an inch away from her forehead. It was trembling and trying to fall under the resistance of the whip, and the oppressive force was getting stronger and stronger.
An Lin stared at the weapon in front of her with wide eyes, and a tight nerve in her mind was shouting wildly. The depression of the abyss and the despair of death were intertwined, and her emotions were about to collapse!
The archaeologist discovered what was going on there and immediately pulled out a marble in his hand.
However, before she could throw it out, killing eight hundred enemies and damaging one thousand teammates, An Lin suddenly let out a hysterical shout full of anger, and a shining light suddenly erupted from her body!
boom!
The giant ax struck at her, and the knight's armor that rushed towards her was penetrated by the light, and the body of the armor instantly turned into smoke and dissipated.
The archaeologist made a move...
It seems that having this student is really useful.
However, An Lin, who had overdrawn the sacred power in her body, immediately collapsed to the ground, her whole body trembling and breathing heavily, her face extremely pale.
However, there are still dozens of enemies around.
The archaeologist finally threw the marble in his hand over there, but at the next moment, a sharp and piercing whistle suddenly flashed in the air, and the leaping marble was cut into three pieces in an instant!
Boo hoo hoo——!
Golden ripples flashed past, converging from all directions toward a point in the distance.
The movements of the knights' armor also froze at this moment, and they ran forward two steps with the inertia, and finally fell to the ground and scattered into a pile of armor fragments.
Dozens of different types of knight armors all achieved instant kills in an instant!
…
The armor fell to the ground with a clatter, and the vision in front of him suddenly became empty again.
At the end of the corridor, stood the steward Armand Ley with an extremely ugly face, and the traveling poet who was covered in wounds but had completed the closing gesture.
Countless pieces of metal flakes were inspired to converge on him, and sank into the traveling poet's body at almost the speed of light, but this time they also left blade-like wounds on his body.
Also cut at that moment were several flywheels controlled by Armand Ray that surrounded him.
The traveling poet looked over indifferently and mocked expressionlessly: "During a battle, do you like to give your opponent time to breathe and fight back?"
To be honest, if the housekeeper hadn't seemed intent on torturing him, he wouldn't have had the time to put down the last arrangement and complete the trap recovery at the critical moment.
Armand Ray heard this and smiled sadly: "You are right, I should bury you directly."
As the words fell, the corridor suddenly shook. Then, countless roaring evil ghosts and monsters struggled on the wall, trying to rush out through the black film and tear all the creatures here to pieces!
They exude the ultimate malice, violence and ferocity, and the abyss of decadence and decay, death and despair rushes towards you!
The archaeologist's expression immediately changed, and he cursed: "Are you an idiot for reminding your opponents like this! It's not enough to open one hidden level, so you need to open two more!"
