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Chapter 62 Battle Line(2/2)

"No," Fang Yu shook his head and gestured with his hands: "Let Mr. Huiyan turn around and we enter the battlefield from the side. Like this, it is best when the undead appear, we can let the side with the suspension bridge face

they."

"Sideways?"

Fang Yu nodded: "Just leave the rest to me. I will be responsible for suppressing it, and Miss Attila and Mr. Reid will be responsible for rescuing people." He roughly let others understand his plan, and looked at the lion

"Mr. Reid, the pressure in the next battle may be a little greater for you."

Rhett nodded indifferently. "Don't mind, the knights of Malan have always taken this as their own responsibility. Little guy, I am very satisfied with your decision." After that, the tall lion man picked up the double-headed sword and pointed at the man.

As he walked forward, he just scratched the magic guide with his paw, and the glow crystal on it immediately glowed.

Tianlan watched Mr. Big Cat walk away, and couldn't help but excitedly said to Luo Yu next to her: "Did you hear it? Did you hear it? We are going to join the battle too. It's a pity that Jita didn't wake up. She will definitely regret it to death."

Look at me later, ah, it’s a pity that the ones who came are not those bad guys that day.”

Luo Yu only glanced at her and shook his head.

Tianlan noticed his subtle movement and looked at him very dissatisfied. "Why are you shaking your head? Are you looking down on me?"

"No, I just think you might not be able to use it because undead creatures don't take mind-affecting effects."

"Ah?" Tianlan was stunned for a moment. "What nonsense are you talking about? I don't know sound magic, so I can provide you with buffs?"

But after a while, she suddenly reacted and screamed: "Ah, disgusting! Luo Yu, are you saying that my music is noise?"

Although Fang Pulong agreed with this point of view in his heart, he didn't want to say much at the moment. He just turned around silently and put on the goggles again.

In the middle of the forest, the hovering clockwork fairy suddenly moved

In the rain curtain, sporadic undead still caught up with the civilians in front. Their movements were not very nimble, but they were much better than the civilians who were deformed due to nervousness and fear. From time to time, some people were tripped by the tangled tree roots in the forest.

Fall behind, fall behind, and fall into the hands of the undead.

The outcome can be imagined.

Screams and cries penetrated the rain and resounded through the forest.

The young man ran forward as hard as he could, pulling up those who were left behind. With his efforts, a small team was reassembled. However, due to the exhaustion of physical strength, his hands and feet were a little numb, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Desperate.

This is basically the limit...

He looked back and saw that the Lord Protector could no longer be seen in the depths of the forest. Only a cold, faint green light remained in the darkness. But this time, he heard the strange voice again.

Like a mechanical buzzer, subtle and sharp.

He raised his head and was surprised to see a white line flying towards him in the rain curtain.

clockwork leprechaun

The young man who had studied alchemy in El Paxin suddenly had a bright light in his eyes.

In the distance, a dazzling light was also erupting in the sea of ​​undead.

"Divine light, divine grace, divine favor, Ms. Marland"

The older knight coughed up a mouthful of blood, slowly retracted his right hand and pressed it on his left chest. At the same time, he pulled off the metal buckle of the magic furnace with his left hand and threw the completely scrapped piece of junk on the ground.

There was a muffled sound.

Only then did he let out a deep breath, leaning on the ground with his sword with some difficulty, looking fearlessly at the dark creatures surrounding him from all directions.

It's just that the blade of the sword in his hand has long been dimmed.

Three faint lights suddenly flashed from a distance, buzzed through the rain curtain, and fluttered their wings quickly before arriving in front of the knight. They were three clockwork fairies, their brass shells shimmering in the rain.

, circled around the knight, and then all flew to the left.

The knight turned around.

"Clockwork Fairy, Battle Craftsman?" He flashed a stunned light: "Let me turn to the left?"

An arrow flew over and hit his breastplate, making a crisp clang sound. He looked at the dark sea of ​​undead in that direction, and suddenly gritted his teeth and clenched the two-handed sword in his hand again.

in the forest

The young man was watching the Clockwork Goblin stop in front.

"Chris, why doesn't it move?" Behind him were a dozen frightened faces, looking pale at the little thing in the air.

"I, I don't know either." The young man shook his head in confusion.

Everyone turned around subconsciously.

The mottled light spots in the darkness are swaying and approaching forward consistently. Even if the sound of rain hits your ears, you can still hear the squeaking and shaking hidden behind the sound of water.

Until someone asked tremblingly: "Wait, do any of you feel anything?"

Everyone panted and shook their heads. They really couldn't run anymore.

But the undead are never tired.

At this time the ground shook slightly.

Everyone was stunned, and a surprised light flashed in the young man's eyes. He and the others all turned around. The ground shook slightly again, almost making people unsteady, but everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

, I saw a huge figure slowly stepping out from behind a linden forest.

There is no doubt that it is a giant beast.

The giant beast moved forward, and the first thing that appeared in people's field of vision was the towering platform and the carrying house. On the platform, in the carrying house, a strange structure was slowly walking out, and then the second one, and the third one.

Three, the fourth, they lined up in a straight line, clicking toward the other end of the suspension bridge.

There was a soft 'click' sound, and the clockwork fairy fell into the muddy water.

But no one pays attention to it anymore

Fang Plover stood on the platform, holding the alchemist's trench coat and robe with one hand. The strong wind and rain made his robe fly back. He raised his head and faced a sea of ​​algae light floating in the darkness.

"Slow down, Sister Atila," Tianlan's voice came from the other side of the saddle bridge.

"Ready."

Fang Plover nodded.

He slowly raised his right hand, put his five fingers together, and drew a semicircle along the direction of his wrist.

With a click, four walker-shaped six-legged spider structures intertwined with each other and turned around under his control. The balance and stabilizer flew around under the power of magic, making a roaring sound.

They hold up the base

A magic gun with a three-barreled rotary chamber structure, the long barrel exuded a dark light under the firelight.

The muzzles of twelve black holes all faced the same direction.

Fortress style walker.

In the forest, the young man immediately recognized the thing that he had only seen a few times at the El Paxin Artisan Association. As if his soul was blessed, he jumped forward and shouted:

"Get down!"

"shooting."

A flash of fire tore through the rainy night.



Fei Yan said
Chapter completed!
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