I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 283 Old - Tang -

"Are you okay?"

Surrounded by water blades, Su Xiaoqiang asked Wiglaf in his arms.

Wiglaf turned his head to look at her, with a flawless and beautiful appearance and an indifferent and peaceful demeanor, like a goddess in mythology, so sacred that people long for her attention and at the same time feel ashamed—but in fact Su Xiaoqiang is just using her magic power It was just to help myself calm down in Lingtai.

"Ahem...I, I'm fine," Wiglaf's excellent pedigree brought him strong physical fitness. The attack of the terracotta warriors did not cause much damage to her. After hesitating, she whispered ,"Thanks."

"You go back first, I'll help you get the sword back." Su Xiaoqiang let go of Wiglaf.

Although she is 100% sure that Wiglaf is a girl in disguise, she is still a man in the eyes of others, and even if she is a girl, it is a bit weird to be so close. Wiglaf is not the cute type of Zero .

Seeing Su Xiaoqiang striding forward, Wiglaf reminded: "Be careful, those two terracotta warriors are very strong."

Su Xiaoqiang waved his hand and looked at the two terracotta warriors rushing towards him. During the wave, more than a dozen water blades hit them, tearing out more than a dozen scars.

Wiglaf next to him stared wide-eyed—how can water be so powerful?

Although these terracotta warriors seem to have no fatal weakness of flesh and blood, they actually have weaknesses all over their bodies. As long as the attack is deep enough and the alchemy matrix inside them is destroyed, they will immediately fall down.

However, it also benefited from the fact that those present either had extraordinary weapons in their hands, or powerful speech skills, or even a combination of both, so they could deal with it relatively calmly.

If it was an ancient army, the ordinary weapons in the hands of the soldiers could only pierce some small pits on the terracotta warriors at most, and they could hardly break through the defenses. In this way, the situation would be reversed immediately. Su Xiaoqiang can imagine such a weapon What kind of bloody storm will the army of terracotta warriors who are not afraid of conventional weapons set off on the battlefield.

But even so, Old Tang was killed back then, and it is not known whether these terracotta warriors played any role.

This question can be asked after going out to Old Tang, now she has to do another thing.

Su Xiaoqiang still remembers what Old Tang asked her to do before entering the Bronze City—to find a way to obtain the things inlaid on the bronze murals behind the general's terracotta warriors in a hall full of terracotta warriors and hand them over to the school.

If nothing else, this should be what he said.

The group leader Jielin in the distance breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Su Xiaoqiang chopped down the two terracotta warriors with his words and drew out the long sword stuck in one of them.

Fortunately, the team didn't suffer any serious losses, thanks to Su Xiaoqiang, an overly strong freshman...

Depend on!
Seeing Su Xiaoqiang throw the sword back to Wiglaf and then walk towards the general figurine opposite the main hall, Jielin suffered a cardiopulmonary arrest.

"Su Xiaoqiang! Come back! It's too dangerous!" Jielin felt that she was very tired, and she was really not suitable to be the team leader.

"It's okay, these terracotta warriors are not that strong!"

Su Xiaoqiang chopped down another terracotta warrior with a backhand knife, and behind her Wiglaf followed with a sword.

"Finger, stop prying the door, come and help!" Su Xiaoqiang shouted at Finger.

In fact, she could have killed without Finger. Old Tang had already told her the action patterns and weaknesses of the terracotta warriors in advance, and left some kind of dragon command on her. Although the terracotta warriors would attack her, But they won't kill them, it's like the terracotta warriors are fighting other people in "duel mode", but fighting her is in "training mode". Coupled with her own strength and the weapon Lu Mingfei recast for her, she can kill through This hall is not difficult.

But if she showed this level of combat power, she would not be able to explain it when she went back afterwards.

"Isn't it? Sister-in-law, you want me to die!" Fingel turned his head with a mournful face while prying open the door, "How can I beat these terracotta warriors?"

Jielin on the side:? ? ?
She looked down at the three terracotta warriors on the ground whose waists had been torn apart in half, and looked at Fingel again.

"Hinoki..." Su Xiaoqiang said loudly.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Fingel drew out the knife and carried it on his shoulder, charging towards the terracotta warriors with murderous intent.

Su Xiaoqiang didn't know why Lu Mingfei said that to order Finger, he only needed to yell "Chinoki Moon Colored Flower" in front of him, but so far, the effect is indeed remarkable.

Seeing Finger rushing towards the terracotta warriors in a murderous spirit, Jielin wished she could wipe her own neck with the dagger in her hand.

"Follow!" She weakly ordered to the other two members of the executive department.

The elites of the three executive departments are far inferior to these three students in terms of combat effectiveness, although they are not as good as the members of the Beowulf family or Fingal, the "humanoid dragon beast" who was famous in Kassel six years ago. shameful.

It's just that the three most powerful people in the team have chosen to fight in. It seems more dangerous for them to stay here, so it's better to follow up and help.

Following Finger, she finally saw how powerful Finger was, who had a reputation for being fierce when she was a student. The heavy knife that seemed to weigh at least a hundred kilograms could be swung in his hand When she got up, the blade cut through the air, and even she who was still some distance away could feel the strong wind blowing on her face. Wherever Fingel passed, the terracotta warriors flew out one after another, and the wounds on the body on the ground were huge and hideous.

Following Fingel, who opened the way, Jielin and the other two commissioners smoothly merged with Su Xiaoqiang and Wiglaf who were at the front.

Wiglaf glanced at Fingel with rather surprised eyes. She is the kind of person who is extremely strong and unwilling to go with the weak, so she only went to trouble Su Xiaoqiang when she was on the boat. It's the underdog.

In fact, at the very beginning, she was also planning to try Fingel's weight. After all, this guy with sloppy clothes, beard and shirts and a wretched face didn't look like a powerful person when he got on the boat. In the end, she Before she had time to find fault with Finger, she saw that he was carrying an exaggerated heavy knife. Considering that he could move freely with such a weapon on his back, Finger's strength was beyond doubt, so she gave up trying. Try Fingal's idea as much as possible.

Now it seems fortunate that she dispelled this idea, this man's strength is too terrifying, coupled with that exaggerated weapon, I am afraid that many dragon subspecies and high-ranking Deadpool who are extremely dangerous to mixed races will be able to was easily beheaded.

I just don't know what his words are...

"Finger, kill with me!" Su Xiaoqiang raised his cavalry knife and pointed at the bronze wall at the end of the hall.

"I can't do it, I can't do it," Fingel shook his head crazily, pointing at the terracotta warriors rushing over, and persuaded, "I think it's better for us to run away."

"Finger," Su Xiaoqiang stared at Finger with a serious face, "You should know that Lu Mingfei is a first-level researcher, right?"

"No, sister-in-law, do we still use power to overwhelm others? This is a modern civilized and democratic society..." Fingel looked mournful.

"No, what I mean is, as long as you can make meritorious service in this mission, I will ask him to help you apply for the highest standard scholarship from the school," Su Xiaoqiang said, "[-] dollars a year."

Who would take such a risk for thirty-six thousand dollars?
Jielin on the side complained in her heart.

"Come on, sister-in-law, everyone, step back, and be careful not to be accidentally injured," Fingel held a knife in both hands, his face was determined, and he was full of fighting spirit, "Go to a certain house and come back!"

This mission really opened my eyes.

Jielin thought blankly.

Just when she felt that no matter what happened in the future, she couldn't be surprised, she saw that the exposed skin of Finger in front of her was gradually becoming bronze-like, and at first glance she looked somewhat similar to those snake-headed terracotta warriors!

Jielin subconsciously thought that Finger had triggered some kind of curse or poison, and was assimilated into a terracotta warrior. She felt a little nervous in her heart, and then realized that this seemed to be the "Bronze Throne", the word spirit of Sequence No. 87.

This spirit releaser can strengthen his bones, skin, and muscles in a very short period of time, and can even block medium-caliber bullets at close range with his body. It will increase to the level visible to the naked eye, and the best of them can even have a body strength comparable to that of a pure-blooded dragon.

And because each release fully stimulates the muscles, making the muscles extremely developed, so even when the holder of the word spirit does not release the normal state of the word spirit, the strength is exaggerated. No wonder Fingel can easily use such a heavy weapon .

Although Finger was not silent before, some people in the academy speculated that his speech spirit was "Ghost Victory", "Bronze Throne" or "Immortal", which greatly strengthened his physical fitness or strength, otherwise he would not It has the vicious name of "human dragon beast", but there has been no definite evidence to prove what Finger's speech spirit is.

The sound of the wind suddenly sounded in the hall, but this time no one waved their weapons.

Wiglaf stared at Fingel with wide eyes—the wind in the hall came from his breath.

The surface of the water in front of Fingel, accompanied by his breathing and breathing, had obvious waves and ripples on the surface, as if the wind was blowing across the lake.

A terracotta warrior had already rushed forward, and the others could only see Finger's back. He grabbed the spear that the terracotta warrior had thrown down with one hand, and pulled it forward forcefully. The soldier made of solid bronze The terracotta warriors were dragged forward and staggered forward. With the other hand, they grabbed the barrier knife and swung it across as if swinging a wooden stick, cutting off the terracotta warriors approaching.

Holding the barrier knife in one hand, Finger casually threw down the upper half of the terracotta warrior who was still holding the spear, and smashed it into the stagnant water under the almost shocked and shocked eyes behind him.

"Wow—"

A large splash of water splashed, twelve tactical boots rose and fell in the stagnant water, and six bewildered figures fled away.

"Damn! Why is that thing behind us still chasing us? How is it positioned?"

The six people in group A were running desperately in the passage, and behind them was a huge bronze ball protruding densely with jagged teeth, sharp blades and spikes, and the cold light flickered around it. They encountered this thing when they were retreating, and then it seemed It was judged to be an enemy, and they were chased all the way. Even though they had detoured several intersections in the process of being chased, they still couldn't get rid of it, as if their group had been tracked by GPS.

But no one noticed, it really seemed to drive them in a certain general direction.

"How to locate it? Dragon King's black technology, who knows?" Old Tang turned to complain while running, and quietly glanced at Zero not far away—although I didn't intend to offend, but it's true that these two short legs can run so fast is not easy.

Although Zero's body proportions are very good, and his legs are quite slender, none of the few men present is less than 1.8 meters tall. Compared with them, Zero, who has a height disadvantage, really has short legs.

"Captain, what should we do? How about we run separately?"

Old Tang turned his head and asked.

"What if you chase that thing separately?"

The captain's mouth twitched.

His worries are not unreasonable. When they escaped before, they tried to enter a smaller passage, hoping to get the bronze ball stuck outside, but it turned out that it was not solid, and it would actually shrink in the narrow environment. If they were not stupid Hehe ran into the small passage and stopped, probably being overtaken and crushed to pieces.

"It's not a way to run like this. We can't compete with it in endurance... It's easier to get out with fewer people."

"...That's right," the captain was silent for a while, "There seems to be a three-way intersection ahead, let's run in groups of two!"

Old Tang was in a team with Caesar, the captain was in a team with a commissioner of the executive department, and Ling was in a team with another commissioner of the executive department.

For Caesar, the good news about this split strategy is that the bronze ball will not split, it can only run after one group.

The bad news is that it chose itself and Old Tang.

"Old Tang, let's run separately!" Caesar had confidence in both himself and Old Tang.

"Okay!" Old Tang roughly estimated that it should be almost there, and nodded in agreement.

Separated at the next intersection, Caesar watched the bronze ball chasing towards Old Tang, and was about to follow behind the bronze ball to find a way to stop it, but suddenly realized that something was wrong—it stands to reason that the other two teams were seeing the bronze ball. After the ball chased him and Old Tang, whether it was to find a way to save them, to stop the ball or to facilitate the rendezvous, they should hang far behind and follow...

But why is there no one behind it now?Did something happen to them that prevented them from keeping up?
The coolness rose from Caesar's tailbone all the way to the back of his head, he subconsciously pulled out the diktodo from his waist, released the Lingling Sickle Weasel, and a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"shit!"

Caesar, who was drenched in cold sweat behind his back, cursed subconsciously, slashed the hunting knife in his hand violently, and there was a sound of gold and iron, and Caesar felt as if he had chopped on a metal pillar.

He jumped back violently, turned around and looked over, and at some point behind him stood a bronze statue with hands hanging down and no weapons on his body.

The knife he just cut seemed to be on the arm of the bronze statue, and there was a very shallow knife mark there - Dick Tudor could only cause such a shallow scar, and the hardness of this bronze statue was quite exaggerated.

Caesar cautiously kept a distance from the bronze statue to avoid its sudden attack, but the bronze statue didn't make any movement, and it seemed that it would not attack actively.

After a stalemate with the bronze statue for a while, Caesar could no longer see the shadow of Old Tang and the bronze ball.

After hesitating for a moment, it was more important to determine the location of his companions. Caesar shouted "Old Tang!" while guarding the bronze statue in front of him.

As a result, before his words fell, a loud, high-pitched, slightly metallic "shit!" came out from the bronze statue, completely suppressing his voice calling Old Tang!
Caesar:? ? ?
He blinked, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears just now—but he was still driving the weasel, and he could hear the bronze statue's voice clearly, and even his eardrums hurt a little, so... this thing is really good Are you shouting at the foul language he subconsciously uttered just now?

Confused and puzzled, Caesar tentatively called out again.

"Old—Don—"

"s—h—i—t—" the loud and high-pitched voice suppressed his shouting again.

Caesar felt that his face must be very strange now. He had seen a lot since he was a child, but he had never seen such a scene.

He yelled "Old Tang" again in disbelief, and the "shit" from the bronze statue firmly covered his voice.

"Old—Don—" Caesar shouted hoarsely.

"s—h—i—t—" the bronze statue's voice easily overwhelmed him again.

"Shit!" Caesar's forehead stretched out with blue veins, and he swung Dikla to vent his anger.

"Old—Tang——" The bronze statue's words were correct, and the resonant and forceful voice once again overwhelmed Caesar.

(End of this chapter)