Chapter 1995: Angry Goblin

It is another hall, but the decoration on the walls is quite different from the previous ones.
Except for the hollow carvings and dragon head statues, there is no stone pillar connecting the upper and lower parts of the huge hall. Instead, there is a floating staircase.
The staircase spiraled upwards. It used to be a shortcut to the upper level, but after hundreds of millions of years of erosion, many bricks and stones have been damaged. What is more exaggerated is the middle step of the ladder. There was a gap in the middle, and the gap was five or six. Meters high.
At this height, I can naturally jump up with one leap, but I am afraid that the step that is the focus point will not be able to bear the strength, and it will collapse directly.
It's okay to say that it collapses after jumping, but if it collapses during the charging period, it will inevitably make people feel discouraged.
At the moment, the battle is constant. I need more confidence to strengthen my heart and strengthen my dual swords. Only in this way can I be undefeated for a long time, and because of clever shortcuts, my heart is angry and discouraged, and I lost the battle. I mean, I can't do something like this because of small mistakes.
Glancing at dozens of meters away, the puppet knights stepping in neatly, listening to the sound of their stepping through the hall, then glanced up at the squeaking and dancing goblins on the chandelier, and couldn't help clenching tightly. With the two swords in his hands, he opened his posture to welcome the upcoming battle.
The first to fight with me was the group of puppet knights who rushed over.
They are just like the scum of the upper layer, in front of the army breaking the dragon and the dragon attack, they have no one power.
Countless metal parts crackled and fell to the ground. Some puppet knights with intact upper bodies still refused to die easily after landing. They still stubbornly adhere to the will of Tyrannosaurus King Bakar and do their best to deal with the invading me. Stabbed back with full force.
However, the puppet knights with only the upper body armor are extremely limited in terms of combat power and attack range, and they cannot reach me at all. Besides, they do not have any independent thinking except for resolutely implementing Bakar's orders, which makes them not I know how to use my arm to push my body closer to me, but I only know that I keep swinging the sword and then swinging the sword. As long as I'm alive, they will not stop swinging the sword, even if they can't cut me. sword.
I am very touched by their persistent spirit, but at the same time I feel that their continuous sword swing is very funny.
After solving almost all the puppet knights, I used the length of the Odachi to kill the knights who were still attacking me tirelessly with only the upper body left.
Finally, there was only the last puppet knight left in the hall, the goblin standing on the chandelier with his teeth and claws, and me.
The reason why the puppet knight was not attacked was because it had been standing there quietly from beginning to end, motionless.
Its state reminded me of a puppet knight that was also motionless before.
It's just that the puppet knight really died, turned into a silent metal statue, and the final result was broken into by me.
However, the puppet knight in front of him did not look like a dead thing. Its armor was still very new, and the knight's sword in his hand was also shining.
"Is it possible that it is pretending to be dead?" I asked Dadachi.
"Don't worry about pretending to be dead or really dead, just give it a shot, if you pretend to be dead, you will naturally block the counterattack, if you are really dead, it will be directly broken into slag, which can be regarded as helping it to supersede."
I nodded: "It makes sense."
Then, he held the big sword, bullied himself, and shouted: "Take me a knife!"
Just as the blade was about to smash its waist and abdomen, a sudden creak came into my ears. The next moment, the puppet knight actually moved. It pulled out the knight's long sword inserted on the ground, and its arms slammed into force. In the first round, the sharp sword light cut through the air, from bottom to top, and slashed towards my crotch.
"Hey, your grandma's, play with me!" I cursed low, and I quickly stopped, and jumped back twice, avoiding the extremely insidious sword.
"Since you are playing yin, don't blame me for being unsympathetic!" With a cold snort, I picked up the Taidachi, and followed the puppet knight's crotch as I did.
The reaction speed of the puppet knight was not as fast as I was. I immediately slapped me and heard a click. The entire metal body was split into two parts from the bottom up.
The puppet knight who turned into a halt did not fall down in the first time, but stood frozen for a few seconds, suddenly swung the raised knight's sword, and slashed it against my arm.
If this sword is cut with sincerity, even if the arm is constantly injured, it will not be able to run away.
When I was frightened, I raised my feet and kicked the knight's legs. With the help of a vertical leap, I could avoid the attack range of the long sword.
I landed on my feet and immediately entered a state of alert and raised my eyes to the puppet knight. Only then did I realize that the puppet knight who had eaten the foot just now couldn't hold it anymore. With a creak, it turned into two pieces and fell to the left and right.
This time, it completely died.
"Almost overturned the boat in the gutter" I took a deep breath, feeling lingering.
Before I could come back to my senses, I heard a gust of wind, and raised my head subconsciously, suddenly shocked.
I saw a bunch of darts with weird light, and they shot towards me.
This scene seems familiar, the difference is, is the number of darts a bit too much?
Frightened, I dodge and dodge, even forgetting to fight back.
It's because I reacted very fast, but there were still several darts pierced into my shoulders and arms.
Pulling out the darts and sniffing it close to the nostrils, it really smelled like a stench, probably because it was coated with poison.
"It's vicious!" I cursed inwardly: "Fortunately, I am immune to toxins."
Seeing that I was still standing there unharmed, the goblins jumped up and down, grinning and groaning constantly.
Then it threw dozens of darts at me continuously.
The darts pierced my head and face. I dodged and resisted. I was busy for a few minutes. I finally blocked most of the darts, but I was still pierced into my skin by a few of them. One of them was even nailed. On my neck.
Pulling out the darts one by one, I lifted them up and threw them back.
However, my skill in throwing darts does need to be improved. I lost seven or eight darts in one go, but not even one hit the goblin's vellus-it's so embarrassing!
Seeing that I was safe and sound, the goblin climbing on the chandelier became even more angry.
It stands to reason that this weak human being should be poisoned to death. Well, it may be that the power of my toxin is not strong enough. I must increase the amount of toxin and try to solve this nasty human at once!
Well, probably the goblin thinks that way, so on the one hand, it uses magic to create darts, while on the other it changes its combat strategy, from throwing poisonous darts to throwing burning fire bombs.
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