At that moment, Lingqin wanted to stop this man and ask him who he really was and why he wanted to attack the red dwarf of Talos.
But she didn't.
There are two reasons. One is that she found that her speed could not stop others at all.
What's more important, where she looked, two black lines between heaven and earth were rapidly approaching.
After a few seconds, the eyes of the wife of the dwarf leader nearby widened uncontrollably.
"them……"
She didn't know these people coming from the sky and the ground, but she knew the clothes these people were wearing.
Once upon a time, she also entered that place to study under the gaze of people wearing the same clothes.
But that was a long, long time ago, and it was so long ago that she realized that except for this outfit, she had no memory of staying in that place for a few days or what she had learned.
Probably, I didn’t learn anything after just a few days.
Library Palace!
Bibliophile!
This is not Xingzhao City, so since the librarians appear here safe and sound, it can only mean one thing. The curse of the library palace for generations has been solved, and the librarians who have released the shackles are standing in the tower.
The antithesis of the red dwarves of Ross.
Lingqin only had time to make a gesture, and the librarians were already approaching. They stood still, silent, and looked at the Talos Red Dwarf Third Mechanical Legion, which was quickly reorganizing their formation.
Even though the Third Mechanical Corps suffered two consecutive attacks and suffered heavy losses, there were still far more people left than these librarians, but they did not take the opportunity to attack, which made Lingqin's bad feeling even worse.
"Are you sure you won't come down from the sky?"
A voice suddenly came out from the group of librarians on the ground.
A librarian raised his head and looked at Lingqin in the sky and the remaining flying vehicles behind her.
Lingqin's eyes locked on him instantly. After a while, all the remaining flying vehicles of the Third Mechanical Legion landed. Only three top masters remained in the air.
The librarian troops in the air also landed, and then three people rose together, including the one who spoke.
The librarian who spoke first stood slightly forward, looked at Lingqin and others for a while and said, "Sorry, we don't have God-level equipment, so we may have to win with more."
Lingqin and the other two peak dwarf masters had already taken out their own fierce god-level equipment. When they heard this sentence, they were slightly different.
But before they could do anything, the three of them saw five more people rising up from among the librarians.
"you……"
The commander of the Third Mechanical Legion, Luo Hehe, clenched the weapon in his hand.
Eight peaks!
These flying librarians turned out to be the top eight!
How can this be!
How could the eight peaks appear in that place without any resources?
"We..." The librarian who spoke looked back at his companions, and then said: "The three in front of us are called the stewards of the fourth room. They are the assistants of the old dean. Oh, yes, that is the old dean.
The one who gave you two thumbs up just now. Our boss who is in charge of everything is not here. We are the second, third, and fourth. The five at the back are the regional leaders. Half of the ten regional leaders are here, and the remaining five are with the boss.
As for housekeeping, after all, there are many people there whose practice cannot be interrupted and some who must be protected."
"As you can see, we are librarians."
"We come from the Library Palace."
The calm words fell like thunder in the minds of the dwarves, and also in the hearts of the residents of Xingzhao City who finally caught up behind them.
It’s really...a library palace.
"I'm sorry, I'm here to kill you today."
The momentum of the librarian, one of the stewards of the fourth room, suddenly changed. The eight peak figures lined up in a row, each one made different actions, and the entire sky became dark.
Lingqin's tense spirit finally broke out after she got the answer. Her face was distorted, her right fist was raised high, and a ring shone brightly, like a sunset, spreading its rays of light to those who stepped out of the flying vehicle.
On every red dwarf warrior of Talos.
"Kill us if you say you want to kill us?" Lingqin's voice echoed in all directions, "Is it just because there are eight of you?"
Even in a three-on-eight fight, the three peak dwarf masters, including Lingqin, did not show any fear. Their emotions were more of shock and subsequent anger.
In their hearts, they still don't think that these top masters of the Library Palace can compete with them who have God-level equipment, even if they are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers.
Another thing that gives them a certain degree of confidence is that the Third Mechanical Legion, which suffered heavy losses, still has tens of thousands of soldiers left to fight, and the librarians only have 10,000 soldiers at full strength.
And, the old dean who destroyed more than half of the flying vehicles with a wave of his hand left.
What worries Lingqin is that today's entire operation feels like it was designed by someone else. Then this trap will definitely not only target a third mechanical legion and Lingqin, because even if they are all wiped out here, for the tower
The overall situation of the Ross Red Dwarves will not be affected much. Their strength will be damaged to some extent, but it will not be a serious injury.
But since they chose to do something to themselves, how could they just do it to themselves and then wait for the dwarf to take revenge? There must be a series of actions elsewhere. Lingqin was anxious because she didn't know what the red dwarf of Talos was going to face.
.
"This ring is nice, what is it called?"
The librarian who kept talking praised.
But no one answered him.
"I know even if you don't tell me, Changxiang, a fully auxiliary God-level equipment, almost covers all the positive blessing effects. What you used just now should be the third level of Changxiang, Falling Glory, range skills, increasing the range.
It brings out the courage and will of a warrior, and has the effect of saving physical energy."
The librarian himself gave the answer.
Lingqin's eyes moved. It was obvious that these librarians had reliable sources of information, and at least they knew a lot about God-level equipment.
She still didn't respond, and turned her right fist downward, drawing three rays of light, which fell on herself and the other two companions.
"Imagine the fourth level, brand, to increase the target's attack power and damage tolerance, to a degree between ten and thirty percent. Based on your level of Furela, it is estimated to be fifteen percent. This
It’s a bit unfair to us.”
The librarian was a little dissatisfied and looked at Lingqin with a frown.
"Second brother, can we start a fight? We have been fighting each other for so many years. Don't your hands feel itchy?"
The other librarian next to him finally couldn't bear it anymore and planned to end this pre-war conversation.
The second steward looked seriously at his companion who had been with him day and night for who knows how many years and said, "It's itchy, but we've been talking about it for so many years, so my mouth is itchy too."
Without any warning, Lingqin and the three dwarves were suddenly surrounded by a layer of bloody ice.
Then the second steward turned his head, revealing his eyes that had also turned blood-colored.