443 Grassroots Power, Last Parade(2/2)
The whistling sound unique to magic suddenly rose in front of the parliament hall with the appearance of these weak words, and then turned into strange fireballs burning with black light, piercing the air as an old man behind the city guard turned around.
, hitting the heads of the team at the edge of the square one after another. The fiery red shield kept shaking under the continuous black fire attacks, and the range gradually shrank as Duan Qing and several others joined in to resist together.
Finally, in the light and shadow of the penultimate fireball, it scattered into fragments all over the sky, and disappeared as a red-haired girl fell to the ground. Among the team members who were also injured and fell to the ground due to the sharing of injuries, a trace of hair disappeared.
The inconspicuous black sword light flickered like electricity. After interweaving a black sword net, it turned upside down and pulled out a large sword arc. It was as if the last black fireball from the sky was on the sword net.
After being cut, it scattered into a piece of powder visible to the naked eye, and then transformed into a piece of black light that swallowed the sky. Just when he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, the several players in front of him were instantly slashed by the sword arc and their eyes widened.
His eyes seemed to be unable to believe what had happened before.
"The magic resistance on the clothes is 0%."
Duan Qing, who had already disappeared from the spot, his explanation voice seemed to come from a distant place: "The damage caused by the red lotus barrier... seems to be counted as magic damage."
"You..." The man in the windbreaker, half kneeling on the ground, spat out the blood from his mouth in pain: "You have to steal the limelight every time."
"It's just that the blood volume left behind is slightly higher than yours."
Amidst the screams from behind, Duan Qing, who had caused a bloody storm, suddenly returned to everyone: "The time to stack attack power is only twenty seconds, so we can't waste it."
He turned his head and glanced at Mengzhu, who was taking care of Thousand-Zhihe, and then looked back at the end of the street in the distance, where the imperial front line was still gradually approaching. Finally, he squatted on the pavilion again amidst the neat pace of the city guards ahead.
In front of Mir: "Do you have anything else to say?"
What answered him was not Pamir's voice, but his actions - the speaker who lost his strength struggled to take out a pen from his arms, and then handed it to Duan Qing's hand: "It's not the empire... there is no sword.
…”
"Just use this pen instead."
He lowered his hand, and his voice was so weak that only those around him could hear: "This is my first time marching..."
"Finish it for me."
"……Understood."
Looking at the fat man with the same solemn expression, Duan Qing slowly stood up straight, then waved the dagger in his hand while casting his eyes on the parliament hall in front of him: "Can you still stand up?"
"...The people here were all members of Cruxide. How can we write "no"? No way."
"Don't show off, your equipment was almost destroyed before, and it was all carried with meat..."
"Why, this is a man's romance! You girls won't understand..."
"...Romanticism is Mr. Huanmeng's preference, and his style...is somewhat similar to Mr. Xiao Hongchen's."
"I hope he doesn't become the second reckless man."
Shaking his head and walking to the front of the team, Duan Qing exchanged glances with the teammates behind him, then faced the wall of people approaching the city guards and slowly took his steps: "Otherwise...
Our dignified Fool Adventure Group is going to expel another redundant player."
"Laozi is now the president of Dawn Glory! He is not from your adventure group!" A tattered windbreaker immediately appeared next to him, and at the same time Huanmeng's fist was raised in anger: "I want Laozi to eat."
Turn around... you are not qualified now!"
"... Ninglan, put this in the account, this guy will never be hired."
"Ha, wait until you form a guild similar to ours before you say this to me! I may think about it then..."
"What a weight you people have."
A fierce battle broke out again, with two simultaneous attacks of a sword and a punch, completely pulling the Parliament Square with the human wall smashed into chaos, and this chaos also followed the two city guards.
The siege on the other side was captured by the free world system to another dimension, and then in an almost identical scene, new system prompts were placed in the ears of the other two teams.
[The first phase ends, the second phase begins——]
Chapter completed!