The feeling of light on the back spread all over Nifeng Youran's back as Spartak's warning appeared, and the sound of rustling rolling stones also appeared in front of him where he was about to continue flying. The magician's
The reaction has reached the limit of what his mental power can reach, and the sharp wind that followed from the shadow on the edge of the tower there was directed to the top of his scalp: "——Who?"
"Hey." The only answer he had was a low helpless cry when he failed to succeed, and the tail light of the gray shadow on the other side of the tower was thrown into the falling rocks: "Well, let you two fight to the death first.
alright……"
"Water explosion!"
A loud explosion suddenly sounded in front of the tower where the figure was about to disappear, and a large surging water ball exploded in front of the tower with the wind and leisurely shouting. The huge impact and the coverage of the water flow also
Successfully took out the figure of the player who had previously attacked Nifeng Youran, and outlined the appearance of a black-clad archer in mid-air: "I know you, you are from that alliance."
"Just an ordinary player who works for the Magic Empire." Looking up at the top of the tower not far away from him, Xianyu finally gave up the idea of retreating and shot himself with an arrow tied to a rope.
It was fixed somewhere lower on the tower: "It's contrary to the wind and leisurely. The famous Vizard's capable general, why are you here if you don't go with your large army?"
"Stop pretending to meet by chance. You've been lying in wait here for a long time, right?" He held up the magic ball in his hand in a prepared manner, and a gloomy look appeared on Nifeng Youran's face: "If you hadn't insisted on taking action,
By sneaking up on me and revealing his murderous intent in advance, I might not be able to detect a poisonous snake like you."
"Hey, should you thank me?" Spartak's voice came from above his head: "Next time I want to drink red wine from the 1980s, the cost will be——"
"Shut up, you ****." He raised his head and yelled upwards, and Nifeng's leisurely eyes fell on Xianyu in front of him again: "Anyway, why are you here? You are chasing the one above.
Is anyone here?"
"That's right." Hanhu replied nonchalantly, and Xianyu, who was hanging on the edge of the tower with one hand, smiled mysteriously: "And... well, even if I have an account with that big guy, I have to settle it.
."
"If possible, how about you please retreat and not go up any further?"
A soft scream then appeared above Nifeng Youran's head, and a long-range attack that was even more secretive than before also passed over his emergency landing scalp again. The blue-robed magician, who was covered in cold sweat, also fell into trouble.
In Yu Sheng's shock and anger, he threw out the attack magic he had been brewing for a long time in the direction of Xian Yu: "Bold!"
The ice quickly condensed into shape where the black-clothed archer was, but no piece of clothing appeared in the deep-coloured frozen ice. Xianyu, who had already let go after the sneak attack, then raised his bow and nocked an arrow.
The arrow with the rope also successfully sent him to the other side of the tower: "Although magicians who have learned flying magic can indeed be called the rulers of the sky, they are different from us who have long been accustomed to flying over walls.
Compared to you, you are still far behind."
"You have the ability to brag, but if you have the ability, don't run away!" He was answered by Nifeng Youran's stern roar. As he wanted to fly up, he then remembered his previous experience of almost being shot in the head twice in a row, and finally he changed with fear.
He pointed out the direction of the pursuit: "Just wait for me, I have many ways-"
"Hey, I told you not to come here." He circled around the damaged tower and flew upwards. He wanted to approach from the direction above the opponent's hiding position, but then he was attacked by Spartak again throwing rocks: "
This is my territory, go away, go away."
"It's already come to this moment, and you're still hitting me?" Looking at the scene where the boulder he had avoided crashed to the ground, Nifeng Youran gritted his teeth and raised his head: "Who are you helping?
?”
"What are these words? Are you a member of our Fool's Adventure Group?"
Pointing to Mengzhu beside him, Spartak replied matter-of-factly: "No? Of course we are our opponents. We let our opponents crawl to our position to fight with us - there are many people in the world.
Does this make sense?"
"That guy is obviously coming for you!" His eyes were constantly patrolling the left and right sides of the tower. Nifeng Youran's nervous expression also showed a bit of anxiety: "His attack methods are a bit weird. If you and I don't join forces,
if--"
"Come on, neither of us are good people, and we don't know who is the other." He waved his hand to interrupt the other person's words, and Spartak still had a look of disdain on his face: "Let you come up? Let you go.
The result of bringing him up is the same as letting him come up. You may take action at any time. And they are not coming for me, they are obviously coming for the top of the tower."
"Are you right, little brother?"
He turned around and looked in the direction of the archer who had climbed up from the other side of the tower. Just when Shi Shiran was about to answer Xianyu, who was beating the dust, there was a violent burst of energy on the ground under his feet and the surrounding tower.
He collapsed in the shock: "Hahahahahaha! It makes you anxious, did you fall?"
"Did you deliberately go there and chop off two feet just to set up this kind of trap?" Then Mengzhu's realization sounded in his ears: "No wonder you've been guarding here and won't let me go there.
Warning...but what if someone flies up directly?"
"No need to ask, of course I'll fight back." Spartak replied with a smile on his face: "It's like swatting a fly."
He said these words and at the same time raised his hands in front of him again. Nifeng Youran, who arrived here the next moment, also screamed in pain and hit the wind-pressured wall created by Spartak's palm.
On the way, he fell back to the outside of the tower with a tumble of embarrassment: "You!"
"It seems that you are really planning to go against me."
Gritting his teeth to suppress his anger, Nifeng Youran finally raised the magic weapon in his hand: "Then don't blame me for being unkind."
"Ouch, I'm so scared." Spartak, the monster holding an arbor with his hands, cried out: "I'm being targeted by the chief member of Vizard in person, am I going to be unable to survive? You--"
"If you have the time to waste your words, why not fight me seriously?"
After a deliberate pause in words, there were two fierce straight punches. Spartak's roaring fist style also instantly dispersed the two rotating wind blades that were swung leisurely against the wind. The burly man also followed up.
Gao Gao stood on the edge of the top of the tower, curled up and put on a ready-to-go punch: "Without fighting for so many years, have you forgotten my terror, little Youyou?"
"——You guy."
The next punch from Spartacus roared like wind and thunder in the high air of the battlefield, and the area affected by the fist spread like morning glory toward the sky outside the tower. The deafening crackling sound and the blasting air trembled.
He successfully blocked several emerald-colored threads that were leisurely winding up from below against the wind, and successfully blocked the second wave of impact he launched by condensing the energy of the wind elements: "It actually shook out the faults in the air... It seems that you
His strength level is no longer inferior to that of the top masters."
"I'm a master among masters, so what do you think?" What answered him was Spartak's contempt and his sudden turn to punch: "It's not just strength -"
"My sense of sensitivity is also very strong."
Xian Yu, who had appeared behind him, was knocked away by his punch. The black dagger in his hand also rolled to the ground with a clanking sound. Meng Zhu, who had already started, also caught up with the black bow and arrow at the same time.
In the direction where his hand was knocked away, Han Feng, who was swinging towards the opponent's throat, was blocked by the huge black bow in the opponent's hand: "...Don't cause trouble, little girl."
"——Woo."
There seemed to be a certain gap in the comparison of strength. Mengzhu watched helplessly as the attack she was about to succeed was pushed back by the opponent. Somewhat unwillingly, she had to withdraw her attack. She wanted to start running again, but her footsteps were disturbed by the opponent.
Spartak behind him stopped him: "Stop, captain, you are one-on-one with him now, it is still a bit too forced."
"But--"
The gaze that suddenly turned back stopped in mid-air. The blond girl swallowed back what she had blurted out. Spartak, who had already put away his smile, also moved his steps slightly at this time, and he had already climbed to the other side of the tower.
The headwind leisurely opened the distance little by little: "...Okay, now I won't stop you from climbing to the top of the tower. Anyway, I don't know what the value of this place is."
"You don't know anything, and you're still so desperate?" He was answered by Nifeng Leiyou's strange scream, but his movement of holding the magic ball and pacing slowly did not reveal the slightest sense of relaxation, and there was no trace of relaxation in his eyes as he looked around the front.
Full of vigilance under weighing: "I thought you had found a big treasure chest, and you were so obsessed with money that you wanted to keep it for yourself."
"I may not know what kind of value this place has, but someone among the three of us must know it." Protecting Mengzhu, he gradually retreated to one of the directions of the confrontation, and Spartak, whose eyes were also patrolling both sides, said in a low voice.
Smiled: "This... well, Brother Xianyu, you should know something, right?"
"I don't know anything." He said his answer very simply. Xianyu, who was stroking his black bow, snorted coldly and looked back at the other two people who kept looking at him: "There is not much time.
, the countdown is about to end.”
"Are you sure you still want to fight me here?"
The three slowly moving parties formed an equilateral triangle on the top of the broken tower, and the air in the middle gradually became tense to the extreme. The two ice arrows leisurely thrown by the headwind became the first shot to cut off the tense atmosphere.
With the sound of sirens rising in the sky, it became the signal for the start of this melee: "Cut the nonsense!"
[Countdown time remaining: 3 minutes.]
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"Okay, where should we run next?"
Time went back to a little earlier, and the figures belonging to the Qingling Adventure Group had already run for a certain distance in the dark passage. The narrow passage became increasingly rough and difficult to navigate as several people ran. In the middle
There are also countless forks that are difficult to distinguish: "Left or right? It should be the right, right? The pipeline on the left doesn't look like it can be passed."
"We judge the direction of travel not by the size of the passage, but by energy induction." Duan Qing, who was in the center of the team while maintaining a strange magic rune floating in front of him, then raised his head:
"Up."
"Ah? Ah." He raised his head with a strange look on his face. Asahi Dongsheng, who had asked the question before, also exclaimed with a look of surprise on his face: "It actually uses a 'Z'-shaped structure? I should have looked up first.
of."
"Can you climb up?" Xueling Huanbing, who had been paying attention to the surrounding movements, was the first to ask: "How far are we from the end?"
"Should be arriving soon."
Comparing the adventurer's manual in his hand, Duan Qing's corner of his eye moved back and forth between his magic runes and the adventurer's map: "There is no space distortion here, and all distances should be accurate. According to the previous
Estimating the distance observed on the ground, you should be able to see the source of these pipelines by climbing over here."
"I hope the other side of the pipe can be drilled out, otherwise we might turn into charred sausages." Baibu Wushuang, who was in charge of the rear, warned, then frowned and looked behind him: "There is movement behind."
"They must be the second best people in the world. It seems that they have successfully found the path we found." Qian Zhihe, holding the staff, couldn't help lowering his voice: "What if we collided first?
Do you want to start a fight?"
"This kind of terrain is unavoidable. If we really fight, it will not be a good thing for both of us." Duan Qing shook his head and made the first judgment: "I will come forward. If they catch up, I will give you a few points."
The thin noodles should still be sold for a few cents... Hmm, how about it?"
"You've got it."
Appearing at the edge above the pipeline passage, Chao Ri Dongsheng poked his head out and pointed behind him: "There is a closed door. I tried but couldn't find a way to open it."
"It seems that the valve used to block energy will be opened at the last moment." Duan Qing's forehead began to be covered with black lines: "You ancient magic technicians are really responsible. This kind of underground passage is actually still there today.
Nothing is broken.”
"If there really is a malfunction, then the previous cleaning protocol should not be triggered." Leaving his own comments, Xueling Huanbing jumped to the top of the passage first: "It is best for these ancient devices to operate safely.
, so that we at least have a chance to rush in before the countdown ends, of course——"
"The first thing that needs to be broken down is this door."
She looked at the center of the gate, which was described by Asahi Dongsheng and was made up of six ancient large iron pieces rotating in front of her.
"It's going to be opened soon anyway. If you 'open' it a few minutes in advance, there shouldn't be any problems."
This chapter has been completed!