Vol 4 Chapter 2636: Heaven and Earth Stained in Blood (10)

At that moment, Lingqin wanted to stop this person very much, and then asked who he was and why he wanted to attack the Tarros Red Dwarf.
But she didn't.
There were two reasons. One was that she found that her speed couldn't stop others at all.
More importantly, as far as her gaze is and where she lives, the two black lines between the sky and the earth are rapidly approaching.
After a few seconds, the eyes of the wives of the surrounding dwarf patriarch's eyes widened uncontrollably.
"they…"
She didn't know these people who rushed from the sky and the ground, but she knew the clothes these people were wearing.
Once upon a time, she had entered that place to study under the eyes of people wearing the same clothes.
But that was a long, long time ago. At this moment, she found that apart from this dress, she had no recollection of staying in that place for a few days and learning anything.
Probably, I haven't learned anything after staying for a few days.
Library!
Bibliophile!
This is not Starlight City, so since the bibliophiles have appeared here unharmed, it can only explain one problem. The curse of generations in the library has been released, and the bibliophiles who have released the shackles are standing in the tower. The opposite of the Ross Red Dwarf.
Lingqin only had time to make a gesture, and these bibliophiles were already close. They stood still, silent, looking at the third mechanical legion of the Talos Red Dwarves, which was quickly reorganizing their formation.
Even though the Third Mechanical Corps was hit twice in succession and suffered heavy losses, there were still far more people left than these bibliophiles, but they did not take the opportunity to attack, which made Lingqin's bad feeling even worse.
"You guys, are you sure you won't get down from the sky?"
Suddenly a voice came from the group of bibliophiles on the ground.
A bibliophile raised his head and looked at Lingqin in the air and the flying vehicles left behind her.
Lingqin's eyes locked on him in an instant. After a while, all the remaining flying vehicles of the Third Mechanical Corps landed. Only three pinnacle masters remained in the air.
The army of bibliophiles in the air also landed, and after that, the three men rose up together, including the one who spoke.
The bibliophile who spoke at the beginning stood a little forward and looked at Lingqin and the others for a while and said, "Sorry, we don't have the equipment of the martyr-level, so we may have to win more."
Lingqin and the other two dwarven pinnacle masters have already taken out their respective martyr-level equipment, and when they heard this, there was a slight difference.
It's just that the three of them didn't wait for them to see that five more people had risen from among the bibliophiles.
"you guys…"
The commander of the Third Mechanical Corps clasped the weapon in his hand.
Eight pinnacles!
These flying bibliophiles turned out to be the eight pinnacles!
how can that be!
How can there be eight peaks in a place without any resources?
"We..." The bibliophile who talked looked back at his companions, and then said: "The three in front of us, who are called the four-room steward, are the assistants of the old dean. Oh, yes, the old dean is just now. I gave you two. The boss of our Quartet did not come, we are the second, third, and fourth. The next five are the district leaders, and the ten districts are half of them. The remaining five are with the boss. Home, there, after all, there are still a lot of people who cannot be interrupted in practice and some people who must be protected."
"As you see, we are bibliophiles."
"We are from the library house."
The calm words fell in the minds of the dwarves like thunder, and in the hearts of the residents of Xingzhao City who finally caught up.
It's really... the library.
"I'm sorry, I'm here to kill you today."
The aura of the bibliophile, one of the four-room stewards, changed abruptly. The eight peaks were lined up, each one made a different action, and the entire sky was dark.
Lingqin's tense spirit finally broke out after getting the answer. Her face was already distorted, her right fist was raised high, and a ring was shining brightly, as if a round of sunset, spreading the rays of light on the person who walked out of the flying vehicle. On every Tarros red dwarf warrior.
"If you say kill us, kill us?" Lingqin's voice rippled in all directions, "because you have eight people?"
Even if it were to be three to eight, the three dwarven pinnacle masters including Lingqin did not show any fear, and their emotions were more of consternation and subsequent anger.
In their minds, they still don't think that the pinnacle masters of these library houses can compete with them with Litho-level equipment, even if they are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of quantity.
There is another point that gives them a certain amount of confidence, that is, the heavily damaged Third Mechanical Legion still has tens of thousands of combatable soldiers, and the bibliophiles, if they are full, there are only 10,000.
And, the old dean who wiped out more than half of the flying vehicle with his hand, left.
The thing that makes Lingqin anxious is that the whole action today is completely designed by others, so this trap will definitely not only target a third mechanical legion and her Lingqin, because even if they are all wiped out here, for the tower The overall situation of the Ross Red Dwarf has little influence, and the damage to the strength is certain, but it is not to say that it hurts the bones.
But since people have chosen to do it to themselves, how could they just do it to themselves and then wait for the dwarf to get revenge? There must be a series of actions elsewhere. Lingqin anxiously does not know what the Talos red dwarf has to face. .
"This ring is good, what's it called?"
The bibliophile who has been talking praised.
But no one answered him.
"If you don't tell me, I also know. Imagine, a fully-supported spirit-level equipment, almost includes all the frontal blessing effects. Just now, you should use the third layer of Imagine, falling radiance, range skills, and increasing range. The courage and will of the inner warrior, and it has the effect of saving energy."
The bibliophile said the answer himself.
Lingqin's eyes moved. Obviously, this group of bibliophiles had a reliable source of information, at least very knowledgeable about the Martyr-level equipment.
She still didn't respond, her right fist turned down, and three rays of light were drawn, falling on herself and the other two companions.
"Imagine the fourth layer, branding, increase the target's attack power and damage tolerance, the degree is between 10% and 30%, based on your Fu Leila level, it is estimated to be 15%, this It’s a bit unfair to us."
The bibliophile was a little dissatisfied, frowning and looking at Ling Qindao.
"Second brother, can we start a fight? After so many years, it's not easy for us to fight each other, don't you itchy hands?"
The other bibliophile next to him finally couldn't help it, intending to end this pre-war dialogue.
The second manager looked at the companion who had been with him day and night and did not know how many years he said: "Itching, but we have been talking about it for so many years, so my mouth is itchy."
Without the slightest sign, Lingqin's three dwarves were suddenly covered with a layer of ice.
After that, the second manager turned his head, revealing the same blood-colored pupils.