Chapter 192 "Why Should I Die!"
"High altitude, high-altitude bombing, as long as there are enough wind blade techniques, a storm can last for a long time, and there will be no consumption from top to bottom.
There is no need to save spell scrolls, since precision bombing cannot be achieved, then range strikes.
The whole range is covered! "
Lin Wu gave voice commands from behind, and Mo Lan looked at the knights who had reached the middle end and smiled.
And Lin Wu who was behind him ordered again at this time.
"Has the big pit in the back section been completed? Speed, speed!"
Boom!
A loud noise responded to him. At this moment, the ground at the very beginning of the valley sank suddenly, stirring up dust all over the sky.
As the dust fell, the last two hundred mages appeared, and the scene became two hundred gray men smiling at the side of the big pit, showing their white teeth.
In front of them, a large sloping pit appeared.
The depth on this side of the valley was only one or two meters, but at the end of the pit, the depth reached more than ten meters.
Although the deepest part of the entire big pit is only about ten meters, its length has reached more than two hundred or more than three hundred meters.
The two ends of the big pit are narrow mountain walls, and there is no way to go.
Holt's face really changed at this moment, a trace of horror was hidden, only deep gloom.
But at this moment, the terrifying wind blade storm fell from the sky again. Although it was much sparser than before, it covered a huge area and could not be destroyed at once.
He could only bear the phantom of the black-armored rhinoceros and allow it to attack, but the phantom of the black-armored rhino soon became much dimmer again.
Even though the number of wind blade techniques is similar, the effect of falling on the body is much better than before falling on the corner.
Mo Lan and some mages who were observing by the side took notes, and then silently waited for the flood to sweep across the valley.
Rumble!
The breach in the embankment became wider and wider, and the downstream channel was directly blocked by the mage, and the rushing water rumbled into the valley.
The knights did not hesitate in front of the big pit, and charged directly down. Just when the big pit was halfway through, the phantom of the black-armored rhinoceros disappeared, and one by one knights rushed towards the pit wall that was only ten meters away.
Obviously, the ten-meter height, which is almost insurmountable in the state of Dou Qi resonance, can be easily climbed by a single fighter.
Seeing this scene, many mages breathed a sigh of relief.
"I've said so much, but I feel that in the future, apart from professional construction engineering teams, there should be no one who will set up mage groups.
Perhaps the construction team will also choose to build a mobile mage tower as a tool tower.
The mage association is defined as technicians and scientific researchers who are responsible for promoting mage technology and the advancement of mage technology in the mage tower. "
Mo Lan said this, and glanced at the knight who had lifted the vibe.
"It seems that the grudge resonance is not very strong, I almost thought they could cross over at a height of ten meters.
After all, the oblique distance can also be regarded as a pit, just pave it.
If this is the case, I can only let it go with regret, but now it seems that it is not as bad as imagined. "
"indeed."
While Mo Lan and Zou Peng were talking, a mage with an expressionless face appeared on the top of the mountains on both sides of the pit, and he brought out a box of spell scrolls with an expressionless expression.
One box per person, just pick it up and activate it.
In just a split second, the wall of the ten-meter pit that looked like the other side was enveloped by the manic wind blade technique at this split second, turning it into a dangerous situation.
Far more than the dense wind blade technique behind it formed a terrifying wind blade storm, which instantly deepened the pit by more than one meter. No large objects appeared within the storm range, and even stones were completely torn apart.
"Moo!"
The phantom of the black-armored rhinoceros appeared and defeated the storm, but even if the wind blade storm was eliminated, the scattered debris and strong wind still had considerable lethality. The knights appeared within the aftermath as soon as the battle energy resonance was released.
At this moment, even breathing can feel the tingling pain in the lungs, as if being torn apart.
But before they could go up against the aftermath, the next wave of wind blade technique storm swept down again.
Yin Jiang was dumbfounded.
"Fuck, how many wind blades are there? Don't dare to offend the mage anymore, otherwise thousands of spell scrolls will come down at every turn, who can bear it."
"I can't take it, I can't take it, I really can't take it."
"This is too much, thousands of copies"
"Sit tight upstairs. If one person draws ten spell scrolls, that's five thousand. Judging by the posture, this is probably just the beginning."
"But isn't five thousand animal skins also money? It really isn't money!"
"The price of animal skins has long since collapsed. A single animal skin can draw so many spell scrolls. What is this to others?"
"It's over."
At this moment, Holt's expression was gloomy and terrifying, and the two men in Chinese clothes beside him were also very embarrassed at the moment, with hideous expressions.
"This big pit didn't exist before."
"How could they have dug such a big hole in such a short period of time?"
Huot, who looked gloomy as if he could drip water, ignored the two behind him and rushed forward sullenly.
But under the storm of wind blade technique, no one dared to go in, not even elite fighters.
The heavy armor on their bodies is hard, and the wind blade technique can't cut it, leaving at most a trace. This is their pride, and it is also the capital that they can fight against other people's spells without using their grudge resonance.
But this kind of capital is extremely fragile here.
If one wind blade technique can't cut it, then ten. In the storm, almost every breath has four or five wind blades.
As long as this narrow pit wall waits for two breaths, the heavy armor on the left and right sides will be turned into scrap iron, and with the flesh and blood body resisting the wind blade, the moment the battle energy is exhausted is the time to be executed by Ling Chi.
The screams of four or five knights in the storm Lingchi made people shudder, and the scars on the heavy armor of the dozen or so knights who escaped in time were shocking.
All the knights stopped, but at this moment, there seemed to be some conflict between them.
A sorcerer sneaked closer to hear it, and suddenly burst out laughing.
"Why should we stay in the first team, why not the second team!"
"What do you mean? Are you courting death?"
For a moment, the atmosphere was very awkward, and the vindictiveness was surging. The gloomy Huot uttered a cold and low voice, with a murderous aura.
"Who dares to disobey the order, the whole family will be hanged!"
As soon as the words fell, Huot's aggressiveness and threats from his family made the momentum of the first team stagnate suddenly, while the second team looked at them excitedly.
The mage who was eavesdropping nearby heard a bold idea suddenly popping up in his head and screamed strangely.
"You may not be able to escape? As long as you die here, who knows.
Why should I die? "
As soon as the words fell, the audience was quiet, and the atmosphere became very strange for a while. A group of knights looked at Holt from time to time, but they didn't make any movements.
The second team looked at them warily and quickly protected Huot.
No one dared to fight, and no one started to fight. The mage above also controlled the direction of the wind blade technique to avoid breaking the silence at this moment.
But it was this moment of hesitation.
The flood is coming!
Sorry for the late update, I slept without a quilt last night, woke up several times from the cold, and got a headache at work today.
After getting off work at night, I really couldn't bear it, and fell asleep groggyly, and didn't wake up until nearly ten o'clock to type.