Chapter 1996: Various tactics

The hot fire bomb dropped from the chandelier, the moment it fell to the ground, a hot flame gushed out, engulfing the flame, and went straight to me and rolled over.
The fire bomb is very big, the diameter is as high as from the ground to the knee, and when it rolls, it is full of scorching hot wind, and the burning hair on my hair will melt.
"It's hot!" I yelled, and the Odachi sword raised high, and directly split the fire bomb that was rolling in front of him into two from the middle.
The fire bomb that was broken by a single blow lasted for less than two seconds. It blasted into fragments with a bang, and countless broken fragments fell apart. I hurriedly raised my arm to cover my face, and a lot of hot fragments flying across were attached to my arm. There was a sizzling sound, and at the same time, a scent of roasted meat penetrated my nose, but I didn't have time to pay attention to the scent, because it was my meat being grilled.
The pain is certain, but not serious. The heat of this fragment is only slightly stronger than the flame magic missile released by Yura.
Shaking off the fragments of the fire bullet stuck to my arm, I frowned and looked at the goblin making poison darts on the chandelier. With a provocative mind, I raised my at it.
"Weak, you guy" I said loudly: "If you still admit that you are a male, if you still have male dignity, don't shrink and hide on it and put a sniper on it, come down and single, I will let you A knife!"
However, no matter how I clamored, the goblin just made poison darts on the chandelier and ignored my provocation.
"It turns out it's a female" I whispered.
"It has nothing to do with males or females, right?" Taitadao said: "It doesn't come down because it is not stupid. Since it can occupy the commanding heights, why must it give up the advantage and fight with you?"
"One-on-one is not a man's romance." I spread my hands: "It's really a goblin who is incomprehensible."
"Come on, right" Otato sneered: "The races are all different, so why are you talking about romance?"
"The romance between men is not restricted by race" I righteously said.
"You should pay attention to the top of your head first," Otadao said, "Don't be darts all over your head for a while, making it look like an Indian chief."
Hearing this, I immediately raised my head and saw a few darts pierced down, scared me so cleverly, I quickly picked up a knife to block.
Ding Ding Dang was a random block. This time, he was not hit by a dart.
The goblin above the chandelier screamed, and then threw three flaming fireballs.
A knife smashed the fireball and stopped for a few seconds. After the broken fragments lay quietly on the ground, he bent down, picked up the darts stuck on the ground one by one, and then aimed at the goblins. It was a mess. throw.
Because my accuracy in throwing darts was so bad that I lost more than 30 darts in a row, but none of them hit the goblin even a single hair.
This result really makes me ashamed.
Goblins were also taken aback by my behavior.
If it is an ordinary dart, just dodge it. Even if it is hit, it will not be fatal as long as it is not critical.
But the darts scattered all over the area are poison darts. Although the goblin itself can create poison darts, it does not mean that it is immune to toxins. If it is hit by its own poison darts, it will be dead. Just think about it. It feels terrible.
Goblins like it, who have lived for hundreds of millions of years, don't want to end their life in this way.
As a result, it gave up its plan to continue throwing my poison darts and replaced it with fire bombs and black bombs.
The threat of fire bombs to me is extremely limited. Regardless of its high temperature rolling, it is scary. It is basically a one-shot thing.
Explosive bombs are more threatening than fire bombs. This thing will explode. The explosive power is quite strong. It can generate shock waves and air waves. It will also break the broken bricks everywhere. Some sharp fragments are also It scratched my skin and shed red blood.
This result finally made the goblins quite satisfied.
It danced for a while, and then kept throwing black bombs at me.
Suddenly, in the hall, explosions were heard one after another, like a heavy metal rock concert, one after another marble floor was blown to pieces, one after another, blue or red dragon head statues were blown to pieces.
I ran non-stop, ran in circles, one after another, bombs fell behind me, and then I was pulled away from it. When I was three or four meters away from it, it boomed. An explosion bloomed, and the air wave followed, hitting my back, acting as a booster for me to speed up.
I was in a stalemate with the goblins by running in circles. Before I knew it, I had run a marathon.
Panting slightly, I glanced up at the goblin on the chandelier, this one with a frantic expression on his face, still throwing explosive bombs continuously.
I really admire its speed of condensing explosive bombs and its magic value.
By estimation, it has thrown thousands of explosive bombs so far, and the marble floor tiles have long been blown to fly ash, and what remains is the white ground of unknown material.
The texture of the ground is extremely hard, so hard that it can't be cut with a big sword.
After gaining insight into my thoughts, Otato immediately stood up and said: I don't carry this pot, not because I am not sharp enough, but because you are too weak to control me to pierce the ground.
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The battle continued, the goblins were still throwing explosive bombs, and I was still running in circles.
I don't remember how many laps I ran, and I don't know how many bombs the goblins lost.
The original plan was to wait until the goblin was tired of throwing explosive bombs, or the mana was exhausted, then use poison darts to throw it again, and throw it again without hitting it again. Anyway, darts are not disposable items. Recycle and reuse. .
But right now, where are there any darts?
They are all bombed into scum!
Fortunately, my parcels and other objects were placed farther away, and were not affected by the explosion, otherwise I would not cry!
Consumption tactics no longer work, so you can only think of other ways.
While running, thinking, thinking for a long time, finally, I have another idea-can I use the baseball method to hit back the dropped bomb?
"Hey--this is a good way!" Odachi praised me.
Just as the goblin dropped another explosive bomb, I immediately stopped, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, holding my breath, and then hitting with a backhand.
However, I overlooked one thing, and that is the very important thing to strike with the back of the knife.
The sharp blade splits the explosive bomb into two without any hindrance.
The explosive bombs that were divided into two halves flew towards my sides one left and the other right.
The left half had no fuse, only gunpowder, and the right half, the fuse was still burning, and when it fell on my feet, a fireball rose up and a cloud of black smoke appeared. I had to close my eyes and hold my breath.
But at this moment, another whistle fell from the top of the head.
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