Chapter 2170: Hand-to-hand combat
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The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal
- Mad rabbit
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- 2021-01-30 11:21:34
Although the firearms can be maintained, maintained, and their service life can be extended, but there are a few bullets, the monsters on the opposite side are extremely powerful, and the rain-like barrage attack only lasts for an hour before it is over.
One thousand Grimm machine guns destroyed four hundred, and more than one hundred barrels were bent to varying degrees.
The only thing that is gratifying is that apart from the adventurer who was forced to die, there were no more casualties, which can be described as a complete victory.
Looking at the monster corpses scattered all over the ground, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "It's finally over."
"It's too early for you to be happy" Achilles looked solemn, and his eyes shot out two bright lights, approaching the source of the disaster.
Seeing his dignified expression, I felt a little inwardly: "What do you mean?"
"Those who were just small characters, more powerful, are about to emerge."
As soon as Achilles' voice fell, a burst of exclamation came into his ears, an exclamation from the president of the Rose Legion branch.
Turning her head and looking, she saw her face full of shock, and the pair of soft hands holding the telescope couldn't help shaking. This was not excitement, but panic.
Squinting and looking at the source of the disaster, due to the long distance, he couldn't see clearly, so he took the telescope from the adjutant and raised his eyes to look into the distance, suddenly startled.
In the field of vision, a half-blood-red human body appeared. If it were only a half-corpse, even if it was ferocious, it wouldn't surprise me.
It's really because that half human body turned out to be alive!
And its arms are exactly the same as the one I saw in the source of disaster!
My heart sank, and I secretly said, "Is it a monster that eats little spiders? It's really scary, but it shouldn't scare a war-fighting adventurer like this."
Turning my head, I glanced at the terrified female elf again. I really can't understand why she had such a performance after killing so many monsters?
When I was wondering, I realized that Achilles' breathing had become a little heavy, he glanced at him suspiciously, picked up the binoculars again, and instantly burst into cold sweat.
That half of the human body has crawled out of the source of the disaster, no, to be precise, it is not only a half human body, but a whole body.
On its lower body, there are two monsters that are exactly the same as it. They have no skin, muscles exposed, and their faces are hideous and terrifying.
When the bodies of the two monsters were dragged out of the disaster source, four identical monsters were found hanging on their legs.
They crawled out of the disaster source very fast, less than ten minutes, hundreds of monsters were dragged out.
The old duke immediately ordered all the magicians to concentrate their firepower and aim at the monster group to carry out a full-scale bombing.
With an order, thousands of magicians chanted at the same time, and the magic fluctuations produced in an instant were so strong that even I could clearly perceive them.
After more than ten seconds, the chanting ended, and a blazing magic flame hovered above the head, releasing terrifying heat, distorting the air.
In the next second, thousands of people cast spells at the same time, and the magic flame roared and went straight to the monster.
The rumbling sounded like thunder, it was the sound of magical flames, the scorching high temperature even cracked the gravel, and there were constant stones bursting because of the heat.
The monsters in it screamed in pain. They stood up swayingly one by one, tearing their chests with their rotten hands, their throats, muscles were torn apart, revealing the blood vessels and colorful internal organs.
It's just that the internal organs have dried up and look like crumpled eggplants.
The flames gradually died down, and the gravel was burnt countless, but the monsters still stood intact and showed no signs of being cremated.
I frowned and said suspiciously: "Immunity to fire?"
"It's not enough power." The old prince sighed solemnly: "It seems that this time, there is no good luck."
He looked at the young faces behind him, his eyes full of complicated gazes.
The monsters swayed towards us, like drunk alcoholics, but they were more deadly.
"Archer!" The old prince waved his hand again: "Prepare—"
With a wave of his hand, countless bow and crossbow bullets shot out, covering the sky and covering thousands of monsters.
Those in front of the exposed viscera were pierced into the wound by countless crossbow arrows and turned into hedgehogs. Then, the enchanted crossbow arrows burst into two stages of damage.
Countless dazzling lights bloomed on their bodies, like fireworks, brilliant and beautiful.
The fireworks went out, and many monsters with exposed internal organs shook a few times before falling heavily and never stood up.
But more monsters completely ignored the long-range attacks and continued to move toward us.
"If only there are bullet chains, I can smash them into a sieve." I glanced at the empty bullet chains, and I spit out depressed.
"There is a quantity of bullets after all," Taylor said: "And there is no way to carry too many, so the development of thermal weapons is slow."
"There is no way." The old Duke put down his binoculars, his face sank, and shouted: "Everyone is ready to fight! The fighters are in the front, the archers are in the center, the mage is behind, and the priest is walking away!"
With an order, everyone moved swiftly and stood at their place in a very short time.
At this time, the monster was less than one kilometer away from us.
I also mobilized the Destroyer Corps and stood in line with the front row of soldiers, leaving the Destroyer Commander to stand side by side with me.
Originally, according to my intention, the commander should also charge into battle, live and die together with his comrades, but the commander of the Destroyer directly rejected my suggestion. For it, protecting me is the primary task, and everything else is just secondary. thing.
I can't help it, I can only keep it by my side, but this has increased my courage a lot.
Finally, the monster came.
Like a scourge, it directly collided with the forefront of the team.
Dozens of adventurers were unstable at their feet and knocked to the ground, while more adventurers gritted their teeth and stood firm on the front line. Using their shields and armor, they turned into a steel fence to guard the friendly forces behind them.
Compared with the hard-fighting them, the ninety-nine expellers are much more relaxed. They are neatly aligned and move in the same way. A series of actions such as raising the sword, beheading, closing the sword, etc., seem to be measured by precision instruments, almost nothing Any errors.
Those humanoid monsters without skin roared and roared like a mad dog, but in an instant the head was chopped off by the deporter, turned into a headless corpse, and fell to the ground.
Layers of corpses were stacked one meter high.
Following the command of the Destroyer Commander, they all stepped out, kicked the corpse into the air, and then continued to welcome the next batch of monsters who feared death.
Unlike their calmness, many young adventurers have lost their positions and gradually suffered casualties.
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