Chapter 819 If you don't blow up, I will look down on you
In an instant, Ash felt that his skin was melting, and he almost screamed in pain. He knew that if there were no robots, well, the robot claiming to be the engineer "Mr. Summers" was standing in his way.
Before that, both myself and the reporter must have been seriously injured.
In fact, the reporter lady couldn't help but groaned, but she still held it back at the critical moment and bit her tongue hard to stop herself from moaning.
She wanted to stand up, but she found that her limbs were soft and her whole body did not feel like her own. She hesitated for a moment, then used her last strength to reach into her pocket and hold down a small command spell.
This was a gift given to her by her beloved great-grandfather on the day she came of age.
"No matter where you are, as long as you are still in the material world, it can send you to a safe place. Your great-grandfather has been studying occult alchemy for a lifetime. There are not many successful works, but this divine order is indeed one of them.
One." Her mother once said to her: "Bring it with you. We will all be relieved. However, remember, it can only bring one person."
Miss Taina Moen looked at the back of Ash who had been blocking her in front of her, and was caught in the battle between heaven and man for a moment.
Of course, the young man Ranger had no idea about the inner conflict of the young lady behind him. He just gritted his teeth and forced himself not to yell out.
After all, if he really screamed, the tough guy character of this Ranger would really be unsustainable.
In any case, as an excellent ranger, he not only has to grit his teeth and resist the pain, but also finds opportunities to fight back. The opponent's move, to put it bluntly, isn't it an elemental battle cry? I think back then, in the Rangers
During the association's training, I have seen even more powerful methods than this many times, haven't I been able to survive them all?
The so-called elemental battle cry should be one of the few attack techniques used by human shield psykers such as "Blood Road". However, as far as Ash knows, when other star rings use psionic techniques, they rely on perception.
It captures nature and then uses mental power to interfere with physical phenomena, but "Blood Road" does not have such a perception. Rather than an attack technique that relies on spiritual energy, it is better to say that it is a natural phenomenon obtained by burning life.
Generally speaking, only trumpets with rings above four can withstand this kind of vitality.
However, this troll should not be so powerful - if it is really a "blood path" above the fourth ring, it can kill himself, a weak and helpless second ring, and two people without it in a few seconds with brute force alone.
How could a rookie who had fought in a war be torn into pieces?
Either, this guy has some kind of precious treasure on him. Or, he used some evil means to awaken in advance.
The former can almost be ruled out. After all, everyone knows that the plunderers are really poor, even poorer than myself, a ranger who runs a single gang. Besides, there is a Noble Phantasm, why does this guy need to be entangled with our side for so long? He should have used it long ago!
And if it is the latter, you will definitely pay a heavy price! It is so heavy that there is almost no cost-effectiveness.
Yes, that must be true! Otherwise, he had countless opportunities to use "Elemental War Cry" just now, even better opportunities than now! Why wait until now?
There must be some very harsh activation conditions!
Ash felt that his combat wisdom and battlefield analysis had improved a lot. As expected, only high-intensity actual combat is the best way to hone himself! However, this guy is really ruthless! But why is this? This
Are the things in the ruins so important to him?
When Summers blocked more than 60% of the attacks, Ash also blocked the remaining 30%. He felt that he should fight back, so he raised his head in the surging fire and filled the gun again.
He picked up a pencil missile. He looked for the enemy's shadow in the surging flames, and raised the special pistol that was already equipped with a honeycomb missile.
After all, he is only a second-level ranger and does not have any high-intensity attack skills. At this time, of course, using weapons is the best choice.
However, before he could pull the trigger, an energy arrow formed by lightning emerged from the flames and rushed straight towards the Ranger's head.
Ash could only subconsciously dodge, and was hit by the arrow of light on the wrist. As soon as his hand went soft, he could no longer hold the pistol.
It's the "controlling" sandman! Although this guy's level is not high, he is quite proficient in all the psychic techniques he can master, and he also grasps the timing of his attacks very cleverly. In Ash's understanding,
With this skill alone, he is also an absolute leader in the guerrilla training camp. Maybe the association and the administration will provide him with a lucrative and decent lifelong career before he graduates.
When did such a person appear among the mere sand people?
Ash gritted his teeth and took a step back, waving his arms as if having a convulsion to relieve the fatal paralysis. As a result, the chance to fight back was lost.
Engineer Summers still used his steel body as a shield to reach the endless invisible flames while loudly shouting: "Back up! Back into the ruins!"
Ash quickly hugged Miss Moen who fell to the ground and walked all the way through the passage behind. According to the traditional treasure hunting story, there should be some very powerful guardians of ancient ruins here, who can kill every time.
The adventurers fought with a narrow escape. But at this time, he was too lazy to care about it.
In his opinion, the most the unknown guardian could do was to swat him and his friends just like the mosquitoes that entered the house on the spot. But if it fell into the hands of the troll, it would not be that simple... These guys are real
Have the habit of eating people.
He doesn't know that the eldest lady of the Moen family who is being held by him is still in the midst of a fierce battle between heaven and man.
As an investigative reporter for the "Herald", the world's number one left-wing newspaper, although she is young, she has traveled across the vast territory of the Alliance, and she thinks she has seen a lot. No matter how scary or dangerous she encounters,
She has been able to deal with dangerous things indifferently and calmly find ways to deal with them.
However, she now knows that she is really just a rookie.
Mom is right, I'm just an arrogant call girl. I think I've seen everything, but in fact I don't understand anything.
I gritted my teeth and hid my face in Ash's arms. I held the lightsaber tightly in my hand, but let go of my magic talisman. This move surprised even her. She knew she shouldn't have this kind of impulse.
I don't know why, but I feel a sense of openness and relief.
This passage was shorter than expected, only about one or two hundred meters. As a result, the scene at the end of the passage suddenly became clear. It should be a quite open hall. This is what the relics of enlightened beings have always been.
The tradition is set.
The reporter lady could vaguely see the smooth and smooth ground like a palace hall, with a long staircase extending. On both sides of the steps, there were dozens of statues more than three meters high. If it were unfolded according to the past, these statues should be
He will transform into a powerful guardian of the ruins, giving all tomb robbing stories a very traditional ending.
But in fact, even though the two sides were fighting like this, the statues didn't even move.
Look at the end of the stone steps, which is connected to a high platform. On the high platform, there seem to be several stone monuments like square minarets.
This is all the reporter saw.
Gu Yi
At this time, Ash had already heard the sound of machinery behind him and the roar of the troll, so he reluctantly put the reporter down on a random step, let her sit against the wall, and then picked up the opponent's lightsaber.
He didn't even have time to observe the situation in the hall, so he turned around and faced the direction where the powerful enemy appeared.
Then, the robot claiming to be Summers was seen flying upside down from the hole, as if it were a rag doll thrown out by a naughty child, rather than a steel creation weighing at least four or five tons.
Immediately afterwards, it hit the smooth floor with a loud clang, and its parts flew around like scattered pieces of flesh and blood.
Three of its four mechanical legs have been broken, and it should be completely unable to support the body. However, the robot shook its arms, and two of them were thick and moved downwards along the trunk like toy components.
It slid and came to the position of the legs. It caused the cuboid torso to twist a bit, and then supported it again.
Ash was indeed amazed by what he saw. He was now convinced again that the mainstream battle robots in the alliance really did not have this ability.
Although he still doesn't quite understand the meaning of this function.
General Sazaka was also amazed, but it did not affect his subsequent attacks at all. He directly waved his sword and rushed over from the entrance of the corridor, like a storm. Before the robot could stand still, he roared
Jumping up like a hunting beast.
The robot raised its muzzle and fired an ion beam towards the troll's chest. The energy group wrapped in plasma suddenly exploded at a very close distance, and then formed an extremely hot energy group, covering the chest armor and even the front of the troll.
A shocking dent was burned into the body of his chest.
I saw that the troll's chest looked as if a whole piece of flesh had been ripped out directly. There was still plasma around the wound, and there was even a trace of flame attached.
A disgusting burnt smell spread like this.
No matter how tough a tough guy is, if he receives this energy shock on his chest, he may not even be able to stand up. However, this troll shook his head and slowly walked towards the opponent step by step.
The troll general seemed not to be injured at all. He violently penetrated the machete into the robot's body. With his heavy body and the momentum of the charge, he immediately rushed the robot that had just stood firm again.
Fall to the ground.
This time, one of the robot's mechanical legs was broken off again, and it could no longer get up. However, it still raised its ion cannon and hit the troll's chest wound again.
This time, the ion beam was blocked by a force field shield, but the winding impact of energy still created a considerable degree of counter-impact force.
The troll roared like a wounded beast, opened his mouth and finally coughed up blood. However, the expression on his face was clearly a maniacal grin. He struggled to lift the machete and made an unexplained sound.
Shout, swing the knife and stir hard.
With an unexplained roar, half of the robot's torso and the left mechanical arm were torn off.
Ash's eyes twitched when he saw it. He could only hope that the pain of robots was different from that of humans. It wasn't that he was unwilling to help just now, but that he had too much to take care of himself - just when the robot and the troll crashed into the ruins, the black man
The skinny sand people also teleported over, and as soon as they condensed into their true form, they directly fired three lightning bolts. The target of the attack was the exhausted Miss Taina Morn. Of course, Ash was used
The lightsaber stopped it.
He placed the two lightsabers in a cross pattern in front of him and gave the other party a provocative look.
If you have the guts, come over and hang out with me! He said with his eyes.
This move seems to be just an ordinary "killing with eyes", but it is actually the most basic psychic technique. What is required is to use the eyes to convey the most direct and decisive taunt to the enemy.
If the other party is not determined enough, he may actually be provoked and lose his mind.
However, the sand people "mage" paid no attention to it, and quickly moved behind the troll.
Well, he is obviously a genius who will not show any signs of timidity even in the training camp of the Guerrilla Association, but when he is fighting, he is so wretched that he does not have the pride of a genius at all.
The Ranger boy found in despair that his side was now at an absolute disadvantage, with no way to make a comeback at all.
Now, the robot is almost disabled. Miss Taina Morn is seriously injured and exhausted, and I am the only one left.
Ash was thinking that as an excellent ranger, it was time to make the right decision. So, he shouted: "Are you sure you want to continue fighting? Do you want to fight here?"
The opponent climbed up from the robot limbs that had lost its combat effectiveness, looked up at the human ranger who was no taller than his chest, and looked at the latter with a puzzled expression.
"You have sacrificed so much, isn't it just for this relic?" The ranger took out a bomb marked with blue lightning directly from his arms: "If you take one step forward, I will blow up this place! You will get nothing. arrive!"
The troll and the sand people looked at each other. The former wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked suspiciously: "Is that an ion salt bomb? Brother, you... aren't you a ranger? Why are you carrying that thing? Is it possible? What kind of weird sociopath?"
Ash rolled his eyes and forced out a maniacal smile: "You don't understand this, do you? We, the rangers and mercenaries who come out to form one-man gangs, will always fight against the most anti-social monsters in the universe. We have to deal with them. You have to be more ruthless than them in order to get a little advantage!"
"I see... But, little brother, did you make something wrong?" The troll pressed his waist slightly and sneered: "I am much more dangerous than the so-called monsters and monsters you mentioned, how could I be treated like this by you? What’s the threat of this little trick?”
"You can try it!" Ash grinned through gritted teeth.
The black-scaled sandman "caster" opened his mouth slightly, but didn't say anything. He just took two steps back. At this time, the troll had already dropped the "wreck" of the robot and placed it there. The long sword took a step forward.
Ash sneered a few times and turned the knob of the bomb in his hand. The thing suddenly emitted a dazzling red light and a sharp sound.
The reptilian-like vertical pupils of the sand people's "spell caster" twitched for a moment, and then they made a sound like a snake spitting messages, and turned the spear sideways, probably preparing to launch some psychic technique.
However, the troll acted as if he had not seen the actions of both parties and continued to move forward without any hesitation. The sinister smile on his face became more and more obvious, and blood flowed from his wide-open mouth, covering his entire body. He seemed to enjoy this scene very much and laughed out loud.
"You're about to explode! Little brother! If you don't explode, I'll look down on you!"