Chapter 168: Was found

Although the summoners in the Drop City and Warriors game are very coquettish, the group of summoners in front of them seems to be much more disillusioned.
Whether it is the number of summons or the quality of the summons, it seems that they do not have a high compelling standard.
If I was forced to look at it with the eyes of discovering beauty, the clay puppet and the little treeman behind seemed to be the two most outstanding beings in this team.
Relying on the toughness of the clay puppet's body and the healing bubbles of the little tree people, this line of people can hardly bear the attack of Amon.
Although the other summons looked very majestic, they only had a negligible effect after all.
Very good ability, very good cooperation...
If I play against such a team, I might win, but the battle will definitely be restrained.
After all, teamwork is much longer than single-player combat. As long as they are not in a melee attack, the summoners are likely to continue to obstruct them—provided that their magic power is sufficient.
I smiled, thinking that the occasional idea this time was pretty good, anyway, let me witness the existence of a special team.
Without deliberately disturbing them, I stood at the exit, watching quietly.
The battle between the summoned creature and Amon was very fierce, and it could even be described as tragic.
Amon’s body has been torn out several deep holes, and the clay puppets, stone shell monsters, and one of them were crushed by Amon’s repeated blows--Amon’s punches were too powerful. , The light green bubbles cannot be treated in time.
However, it seems that Amon's heavy blows should be the end of the crossbow. After that, the effect of the attack was worse than that.
It seems that war of attrition is also a good choice for the brute force and brainless monster like Yamon.
The headed young man stretched out his left arm, did not know what to draw on the ground, and was still muttering words. About a few seconds later, the ground surged and then cracked. Then, a smaller clay puppet broke out of the ground.
After slowly climbing out of the ground, the clay puppet shook off the debris attached to his body, and staggered forward two steps like a baby toddler.
After two steps, it seemed to have adapted to this form, and then walked towards Amon at the pace of a normal human.
Soon, he squeezed into the fighting group, filling the position of the previously smashed clay puppet.
Behind the young man, a girl with short hair did the same thing. After she finished drawing on the ground, with the muttering sound, a stone shell monster also crawled out of the ground not far away, shaking. Akira joined the battle.
Emotional summons all crawl out of the ground?
I thought silently.
"Yang Kuo, I can't hold on anymore!"
Behind the team, another girl with short hair called out, her face gradually getting tired, and she seemed to be struggling to support her, and her flat arms had begun to sway slightly, seeming to fall at any time.
"Hold on a little longer, Amon has reached the limit" said the young man at the front of the team. He did not look back, but still raised his arm, and the earthy yellow light continued to fly out of his palm and drifted into the body of the clay puppet.
I nodded and praised: "I have a good judgment ability."
He was right. The Amon who was not far away had already reached its limit.
Attrition warfare is most avoiding strong slams, and Amon is a model of strong slams. Therefore, its brute force is not much left in the previous consumption.
After that, a clay puppet and a stone shell monster were beaten heavily. Although they were one size smaller than normal, they were still very resistant.
Even so, Amon was still crushed, and it is conceivable that this Amon consumed a lot of unnecessary physical strength.
And now, with the power of its fist, there is no longer even the possibility of the clay puppet repelling it.
In other words, it will not be long before it will be torn into pieces by this group of summoned objects, and finally turned into a piece of black smoke.
I really don't know whether they should praise them for their good use of tactics and how to target them, or whether they should be sad that Amengkong has muscles and does not grow brains.
About seven or eight minutes passed, Amon was torn to pieces by the clay puppet and stone shell monster in a scream.
At the moment when the black smoke rose, I could even clearly hear the wheezing one after another.
They won the battle, but they were exhausted.
In the team, the four adventurers who drove the summoned objects, except for the seemingly leader Yang Ku, the other three all lay on the ground, panting.
Should I come out and say hello to them?
I thought: "But if it comes out, will it disturb them?"
Well, let's go back.
Thinking about it, I turned around and walked back, but unexpectedly kicked a small stone.
Suddenly a series of soft noises aroused.
"Who!"
The shouting sounded, full of vigilance and panic, and it was the voice of the young man named Yang Ku.
Hey, what a trouble...
I covered my face and sighed helplessly.
This is true, the more trouble you are afraid of, the more troublesome it will be.
At this time, escaping will definitely be treated as a suspicious person, and maybe even attacked.
I turned back, showing up in helplessness.
"Hi, hello!"
I tried to make a friendly expression and opened a friendly smile.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The man named Yang Ku didn't relax his vigilance at all, his palm was always close to the ground, and he looked very alert.
"I'm an adventurer, the reason for coming here is... passing by by accident."
I put on a sincere expression and spread out my hands to indicate that I was not malicious.
"Is there really such a coincidence?" Yang Ku was still serious and cold: "Speak your intentions, or you can prove to me that you are indeed just a passerby."
I smiled helplessly: "If I really have intentions, I won't show up. Besides, how can I prove my identity as a passerby?"
"Then prove it like this!" Yang Ku squinted his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and in an instant, I could feel a gust of wind coming from behind me.
I didn't panic at all, as if I had eyes behind my head, I lowered my head and turned to one side, easily avoiding the gust of wind.
Yu Guang glanced at a clay puppet that was one size smaller.
"So that's the case, take advantage of the time I was talking to carry out a sneak attack?" I had a calculation in my heart, but according to the strength and perspective just now, he seemed to just want to stun me, not take my life.
The other party should be purely cautious and not malicious, and it seems that I don't need to kill.
Thinking of this, he didn't draw his sword, waved his hand, and hit the clay puppet's head.
This is the experience summed up during the previous battle. If you want to instantly break the clay puppet, the most effective way is to attack its head.
I just don't know whether this small summoned clay puppet also has this weakness.
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