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Chapter 122: Cautious Ding Gao

The Dark Elves believe in the God of Darkness, so even in the alchemy field that is very close to science, they still have a strong theological color.

Several years ago, when inspecting the Alchemist Association, Elder Shaplen of Congress specifically instructed that the dolls we produce must also be related to the gods.

So, a smaller version of the doll imitated the underground giant Goliath.

In another team that studies defensive puppets, they have developed an extreme defense puppet.

This kind of doll is very strong, with no dead corners in the defense of 360 degrees, which is enough to offset most of the damage.

His code name is: Prudent Dinggao.

"Eat me a fist!" Hans roared, and his right arm clenched his fist tightly, accompanied by the whistling wind, attacking the opponent.

"Bang!", the fierce aura collided, and a golden light rippled, but there was no trace of movement on the opposite side.

"Huhh!", the old man panted heavily, bent over and bent down, supported his thighs with both hands, and was sweating profusely.

"What, that's the strength?" said the opponent on the opposite side.

He is nine feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, holding a giant shield in his left hand and a machete in his right hand, standing like a hill.

In the past two hours, Hans tried his best, but he could not shake the Denggao Wei'an body at all.

In his words, this guy has mastered the Golden Bell Cover and dominated the whole process.

Yang Jian, who was beside him, frowned and thought hard about countermeasures.

"This guy must have a flaw," Yang Jian sniffed, "If ordinary physical damage is ineffective against him."

His eyes lit up, "Then use unconventional means."

After a while, the new contestant came on stage, and the Berserker Bob was the one who came.

Unlike in the past, his ghost hand sealing lock ring was removed, revealing his dark appearance.

"Oh," Dinggao mocked disdainfully, "An ant is here to scratch me."

When Bob heard this, he didn't care. He walked straight forward, and at the same time the ghost hand began to accumulate strength.

When he walked two meters away from Dinggao, Dinggao had already set up a defensive formation and was waiting for Bob to attack.

However, the expected stormy attack did not come, and Bob stretched out his ghost hand forward.

A gust of wind in the ghost's hand began to rage, and Dinggao felt his whole body moving towards the ghost's hand.

The blood and energy in his body seemed to be uncontrolled and were pulled to one side of his body.

"What's going on?!" Dinggao suddenly felt inexplicable panic.

Immediately afterwards, his tall body pressed against the ghost hand, and he suddenly felt that the blood and energy in his body were surging like the broken river.

At this moment, it seemed as if the whole body and mind were sucked into the vortex, and a feeling of powerless pale came.

The next moment, the vortex suddenly stopped and turned into a cannon hole.

"Bang!" Dinggao felt that all the blood in his body turned into shells and shot out quickly.

The eyes were covered in blood and blood, and the absolute defense of Denggao did not play any role at this moment.

He flew a few feet away and fell to the ground, his whole body could no longer move.
Chapter completed!
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