"Retreat! Retreat!" The trap archer shouted loudly, his face ferocious, but his reminder was still one step late.
The heavy armored swordsman struggled hard, but the gray-black viscous liquid was quite terrifying, and it firmly attached to his body like an octopus, making him unable to move.
"Ah! Save me! Save me!" The heavy armored swordsman roared in pain, but his body stood motionlessly, surrounded by gray-black liquid.
The brothers of the heavy armored swordsman were about to rush up and rescue him, but just after taking a step, they found that the viscous liquid was running towards them!
Fear rose in an instant, and the two of them paused and stopped forcibly.
"Hurry! Pastor, heal and disperse him!" In desperation, Cheng Peng shouted loudly, there was no way to defeat this.
White lights flashed, and the screams of the heavily armored swordsman eased a lot, and the viscous liquid seemed to be affected and became thinner.
There is a chance!
When everyone saw that it was effective, they immediately increased the frequency.
The other two swordsmen who had the air rushed forward and wanted to rescue the heavy armored swordsman, but when they came to the heavy armored swordsman, they found that they didn't know how to save people!
Grab with your hands? That is undoubtedly a death-sending act. The spreading speed of the viscous liquid will definitely be very terrifying.
But you can't use weapons to cut off your own people?
Suddenly, one of them thought of something, roared, and slapped the big sword horizontally, and actually wanted to shoot the heavy armored swordsman out of the range of the granite rock.
Bang!
The great sword slapped heavily between the heavy armored swordsman's waist and abdomen. The huge force made the viscous liquid ripple, but it was instantly made up for it.
"Damn it!" The man who took action was anxious, and the screams of the heavily armored swordsman were getting weaker and weaker.
"Let him get rid of the sticky liquid first!" Cheng Peng shouted loudly. The swordsman was reluctant to take action against his own people, but he understood that if he didn't take any ruthless action, the heavy armored swordsman's fate would be explained here.
The swordsman's face darkened, his teeth clenched, and he growled, and finally he gave up.
The big sword rounded, and the swordsman slapped it with a violent blow. This time he was full of power, slapped the gray viscous liquid a lot, and the heavy armored swordsman's body also bent.
No, still not!
The gray-black viscous liquid is too powerful. It is possible to use pure power to slap the heavy armored swordsman back, but in that case, the heavy armored swordsman is not far from death.
"What should I do?" The swordsman was anxious. In order to help the heavy armored swordsman relieve the crisis, he began to use his beloved big sword, attracting a lot of gray-black viscous liquid.
At this moment, the heavy armored swordsman who had reached the brink of death suddenly struggled and roared: "Slash!"
cut?!
What to cut?
Everyone's bodies shook and their eyes focused on the feet of the heavy armored swordsman.
If you want to rescue the heavy armored swordsman, you may have to cut it off directly from the link between it and the continuous gray-black viscous liquid on the ground.
But in that case, he will be completely useless.
For adventurers who make a living by taking risks, if they lose their feet, it will mean destruction and they will completely lose their chances of income in the future.
"Wuwu!" The heavily armored swordsman was a man. Seeing that the swordsman had not moved yet, he struggled to urge him again, but this time he could no longer say a complete word.
ah……
The swordsman roared in pain, his face extremely ferocious, and several huge tears rolled down his wide eyes.
Click!
In the end, the swordsman made a choice.
Instead of letting your brother die here, it is better to leave a life and live a life of vain!
Unexpectedly, the heavy armored swordsman did not roar in pain, as if he had just cut off his feet, which were not his own.
The heavy armored swordsman's feet were broken and he was kicked back into the crowd by huge force.
Fear and the power of the powerful gray-black mucus, everyone retreated one after another.
Chen Li's eyes were shining, and he developed great interest in this magical viscous liquid.
The heavy armored swordsman fell to the ground with a bang, and the gray-black viscous liquid that was originally stuck to his body instantly turned into a hissing sound of white mist and disappeared.
"It's so magical, it actually has this effect." Chen Li was secretly shocked. This thing is really hard to deal with.
The white mist dissipated, revealing the corroded armor of the heavy swordsman's armored swordsman.
The priests used dispersal skills and healing skills to accelerate the gray-black viscous liquid remaining on it.
Soon, with the help of everyone, the heavy armor on the heavy armored swordsman was taken off. The armor had become riddled with holes, and the originally thick armor became soft and soft, as if it was made of cloth, so there was no defense.
Fortunately, the heavy armored swordsman was rescued in time. Except for the surface of his body, he was corroded and lost his feet, there was no other life and death crisis.
"***, I'm alive!" The heavy armored swordsman breathed a long sigh, and a faint smile on his lips, looking at the brothers who were crying.
The brother who had personally chopped off the heavy armored swordsman's feet and trembled violently, almost shouting: "Brother, don't worry, we are there!"
The heavy armored swordsman nodded, with a smile on his lips, and fell into a coma.
Under Cheng Peng's focus, the priests began to do their best to heal, and various precious magic pills were taken out to treat the heavy armored swordsman.
Many people think that Cheng Peng is wasting things, but he might as well keep these treasures for those who are still able to fight after being injured in battle.
Chen Li, who was standing beside him, admired Cheng Peng very much. He is worthy of being the top figure in the Adventurer Guild of Wind and Snow City, and knew that he would use precious things to win people's hearts at this time.
If Chen Li had done this, he would have done this. Things are dead, people live, and they are also afraid.
If the adventurers under Cheng Peng's opponents don't care about their lives and death, just to achieve their goals, I'm afraid no one will be willing to contribute to them in the end.
Now Cheng Peng uses some precious things for adventurers to use, just to show them to others and tell them that even if you are injured, I, Cheng Peng, will still care about you!
So, don't worry, do what you should do.
"Although the art of defensiveness is cruel, there is something worth learning." Chen Li thought secretly that in his previous life, he always liked to fight alone, and although he would act with the team, it was a short-term cooperation after all.
From this matter, Chen Li saw a further future.
If he wants to achieve great achievements in the future, he must build his own team. So how to manage and use a team well will be a big problem.
He has specialized in his profession, and Chen Li has learned a lot from Cheng Peng.
"President, what should I find now?" The other two heavy armored swordsmen were frightened. They would not do anything to die in vain.
Cheng Peng nodded with a heavy expression and said, "Let's discuss it, what should I do, let's talk about it later. Let's rest in place now."
This underground trap is their current must-pass path, and there is no other way except to crack the trap.
Several minds immediately discussed and began to analyze the characteristics they just discovered.
Chen Li came up and said softly: "President Cheng, I think we should find a way. As long as we are not touched by the gray-black viscous liquid, the danger will be much lower. Besides, we are not sure whether there are other dangers now, so..."
Chen Li didn't finish his words. He was just reminding Cheng Peng that someone might still need to support him and take risks.
Cheng Peng nodded, thoughtful, and after a moment, he said, "Okay, let's try it now, cover the granite stones with stones, maybe there's a way."
This may be able to isolate the terrifying gray-black viscous liquid, and maybe it will really work.
Soon, Cheng Peng arranged again. The priest first cast a shield on the heavy armored swordsman. The heavy sword in the heavy armored swordsman's hand was also replaced with a huge shield. In case of inappropriateness, he could give up the shield and rush back quickly with the help of the shield's resistance.
A few minutes later, the swordsman, who was fully focused, moved forward again.
This time the swordsman's speed was much faster, and the shield in his hand drooped, almost against the ground.
When he arrived at the position he had been in distress again, the swordsman easily resisted the shooting of the arrow and jumped up hard.
Bang bang bang bang!
Several people behind him had thrown stones under his feet, blocking the holes on the granite rocks.
The swordsman stood firmly and stared at the ground with a nervous face.
After a long time, no terrifying liquid appeared.
The swordsman breathed a sigh of relief, and his strong body gasped, but after learning from the previous lessons, he did not completely relax his vigilance.
"Okay! It's safe!" After about seven or eight minutes, the voice of the trap archer behind him came. No matter what kind of trap it was, it had not been triggered for such a long time, and it had basically been passed.
The swordsman grinned, showed his neat teeth, kicked a small stone with his feet, and rolled to the place in front of him that he had never stepped foot.
Dada dada...
The stones kept rolling and stopped until they were five or six meters away. There were no granite rocks there.
There is no movement, everything is quiet like the tranquility before a storm.
Huh! Huh!
The swordsman's breathing slowly became rapid. Each piece of granite rock was like a date with death. No one knew whether he would give his head a direct explanation. (To be continued.)