Chapter 764 Fighting to the Death in the Rat’s Nest (Part 1)
"Now that you have found the target, why don't you just go down and kill it? What are the elves waiting for?"
Galt asked impatiently.
However, the people around him obviously had no intention of explaining to him. Everyone was focused on looking at the huge nest at their feet.
The lost traveler Aliria was lying motionless on the beam, almost blending in with the surrounding environment.
"Hey, what are you waiting for? Now that the target has been found..."
Galt asked impatiently again. He did feel uncomfortable. There was damp and dirty soil under him, and from time to time there were one or two cockroaches and centipedes crawling across, which made him feel very sick and uncomfortable.
Looking at the other people, they seemed to have long been accustomed to such an environment. Galt once again muttered to himself what kind of people he was with, they were simply a group of savages.
He just had to bear it. If they really fought, the fighting power of this group of savages was nowhere higher than him. Needless to say, the wood elf could easily deal with one against a hundred. The predator seemed to have unlimited physical strength and a fanatical fighting enthusiasm.
It is not affected by the surrounding environment at all, and it is probably not a problem to penetrate a small army by oneself.
Although the killing efficiency of that dwarf is not very good, his defensive ability is simply incredible. The whole person is covered in mithril plate armor, which can be called a human steel shield. The Iron Breaker can withstand the charge of any cavalry. In the past, Galt did not
He didn't believe it, but this underground adventure made him believe it.
There is also the witch hunter Diego, whose hunting accuracy is second only to that elf. The Esun Shaman does not know the specific combat power, but judging from the performance in several battles, it is not inferior to a few others. It is said that he and Serge
Together with Ta, he was Rhodes' earliest comrade-in-arms. He came all the way from the frozen land in the north. Being able to survive thousands of battles, big and small, and reach this day, he will definitely not be a weakling.
Just when Gelt was upset, in front of him, the wood elf wanderer Aliria, who was prostrate on the beam, suddenly opened her bow and drew an arrow. Only a quick and short sound of arrows piercing the air was heard. Deep in the lair,
A rat-man screamed.
The entire lair immediately resounded with chaotic chirping sounds.
At the same time, the wood elf jumped up and landed directly in the lair hall. He nocked an arrow with the long bow in his hand and aimed in the same direction again.
However, ratmen from all sides immediately surrounded him.
"Roar!"
The moment after the wood elf landed, the predator Celta also roared and rushed down.
He only heard the wood elf yelling at him, and Zelta had already raised his battle ax and charged into the group of rat guards.
The sound of gunshots sounded, and the witch hunters rushed into the battlefield with their swords drawn. The dwarves swung their battle axes, rolled and crawled, and scrambled to follow.
Galt didn't know why, he only knew that the battle suddenly started and he had to keep up.
But, what can he do? The battle came too suddenly, and the assassination of the wood elves seemed to make the rat men panic.
Groups of ratmen screamed and surrounded the wood elves.
The marauders fought furiously, almost carving a bloody path for the elves.
High Priest Yeskevich loudly chanted ancient spells and tied the entire row of rat guards to the ground. The muddy ground made it impossible for them to move. At the same time, a golden hunting spear appeared.
Already appeared in the hands of the shaman.
Galt looked stunned. It was a heavy spear that was much longer and thicker than an ordinary spear. It was almost used as a spear for heavy cavalry.
But in the hands of the shaman, such a giant spear was like a light javelin. The high priest roared, and the spear shot out, briefly passing through the air, and then pierced directly towards the rat guard group.
A whole row of rat men were instantly pierced by the thick spears. The spears strung four rat men into a string and nailed them to death in the mud.
Several rat men tried to attack the shaman from behind, but the shaman turned around quickly and whipped up a strong wind with the wooden stick in his hand, instantly knocking several rat men flying into the air, leaving only a burst of broken bones.
sound.
Look at the witch hunter fighting alone not far away. He holds a gun in one hand and a sword in the other. The long sword in his left hand has just penetrated the chest of a rat man, and the revolver in his right hand opened fire at the head of the rat man who rushed forward.
A headshot at close range, the rat man who was shot fell directly on his back. His forehead was shattered, and blood and brain matter were flowing out.
More ratmen rushed forward. The witch hunter ducked sideways to avoid the spear thrown by a ratman guard, and swung the long sword forward with all his strength. The sound of the sword cutting through the air was heard in the air. The next second, he was struck by
The rat man who was stabbed from a distance by the sharp sword screamed and fell to the ground. The long sword pierced its chest, giving him no chance of survival.
Before he had time to withdraw his silver sword, another rat man rushed forward. The witch hunter took off his fur coat, and the hard leather jacket instantly became a murderous weapon.
There was only a crisp sound of flesh blooming, and the witch hunter's leather coat hit the rat guard like a long whip, leaving the rat guard almost unable to parry.
Taking advantage of this short time gap, Diego rushed forward, rolled his body sideways, and rolled to the position where the silver sword had just stabbed the rat man. He pulled out the silver sword and faced the other rat man who rushed up again.
A sword pierced the heart! Blood poured out, dyeing the originally smooth silver sword into dark red.
The melee continued all around, and Galt stood in the middle, not knowing what to do for a moment. Most of the ratmen were killed by members of the peripheral team, and he could only stand there, helpless.
His fighting ability is not good. Although he has received some fighting training in the empire, compared to these "savages" who have experienced hundreds of battles, he is still far behind.
When one or two ratmen who slipped through the net rushed in front of them, Galt had to deal with them with extreme caution and defeated them with difficulty.
His wand seemed to have become a decoration again, and the only useful thing on his body was this precious elf armor.
"Block the rats in the tunnel! We won't be able to kill them all!"
In the chaos, Gelt seemed to hear the urgent shouts of the wood elves.
Just as he was about to take action, he saw that several members of his team had already broken through and charged forward.
There is only one entrance to this giant ratman lair, and all the supporting ratmen poured in through that entrance.
What originally seemed to be the safest design has become the most dangerous place. As long as the entrance to the tunnel is blocked, the lair will be isolated from the outside world. Presumably, the target that the wood elf wants to kill is in this lair.
, among this group of crazy screaming rat men.
Perhaps, the arrow she had just shot in the dark had already hit the target. It was just that she was not completely dead, so she had to pursue him.
Galt didn't know the specific situation. He just followed the team members and rushed to the door... But in the lair, only the wood elf and the marauder were left, blocking the remaining ratmen.