When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

Chapter 284 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 her flawless beauty and indifferent and tranquil demeanor, she was like a lofty goddess in mythology. She was so sacred that she longed to be noticed and at the same time felt ashamed of herself. But in fact, Su Xiaoqiang was just using her magic power. It's just to help myself calm down at the mourning platform.

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

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

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

Seeing Su Xiaoqiang walking 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. As he waved, more than a dozen water blades around him hit them, tearing out more than a dozen scars.

Wiglaf next to him widened his eyes - can water be so powerful?

Although these warriors seem to have no fatal weaknesses of flesh and blood, in fact almost all their bodies are full of weaknesses. As long as the attack is deep enough and destroys the alchemical matrix inside them, they will fall immediately.

However, this is also due to the fact that those present either have extraordinary weapons in their hands, or have very lethal words and spirits, or even both, so that they can deal with it relatively calmly.

If it were an ancient army, the ordinary weapons in the hands of soldiers could only poke some small dents on the warriors' bodies, which would be almost impossible to break through. In this way, the situation would immediately be reversed. Su Xiaoqiang could even imagine such an army. What kind of bloody storm will the army of warriors and warriors who are not afraid of conventional weapons cause on the battlefield?

But even so, Old Tang was still killed that year, and it is not known whether these soldiers and warriors played any role.

This question can be asked to Old Tang after she goes out. Now she has to do another thing.

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

If nothing else, this is probably what he was talking about.

Team leader Jie Lin in the distance breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Su Xiaoqiang using the spirit of words to cut down the two warriors and pull out the sword from one of them.

Fortunately, the team did not suffer any serious losses, thanks to Su Xiaoqiang, the overly strong freshman...

Depend on!

Seeing Su Xiaoqiang throw the sword to Wiglaf with his backhand and then walk towards the general figurines on the opposite side of the hall, Jielin suffered a cardiopulmonary arrest.

"Su Xiaoqiang! Come back! It's too dangerous!" Jielin felt so tired. She was really not suitable to be the leader of this bad team.

"It doesn't matter, these warriors are not that strong!"

Su Xiaoqiang chopped down another terracotta warrior with a backhand slash, and Wiglaf followed behind her with his sword in hand.

"Fingel, stop breaking the door, come and help!" Su Xiaoqiang shouted to Fingel.

In fact, she could kill her without Fingel. Old Tang had already told her the action patterns and weaknesses of the warriors in advance, and left some kind of dragon text order on her body. Although the warriors would attack her, But she won't kill anyone. It's equivalent to the soldiers fighting other people in "duel mode", but fighting her in "training mode". Coupled with her own strength and the weapon Lu Mingfei reforged for her, she can kill through This hall is not difficult.

But if she showed such a level of combat prowess, she wouldn't 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 away with a sad face as he pried open the door, "How can I defeat these soldiers?"

Jie Lin on the side:? ? ?

She lowered her head and looked at the three warriors on the ground whose waists had been torn open in half and died in horrible conditions, and then looked at Fingel.

"Huiyue..." Su Xiaoqiang said loudly.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Fingel took out the knife, put it on his shoulder and charged towards the soldiers with murderous intent.

Su Xiaoqiang didn't know why Lu Mingfei said that if he wanted to use Fengel, he only needed to shout "Hinniyue Colorful Flower" in front of him, but so far, the effect was indeed remarkable.

Seeing Fingel rushing towards the warriors with murderous intent, Jielin wanted to wipe her neck with the dagger in her hand.

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

The three elites of their executive department are far inferior to these three students in terms of combat effectiveness. Although they are not as good as members of the Beowulf family or not as good as Fingel, the "humanoid dragon beast" who became famous in Cassel six years ago, it seems nothing. shameful.

But now the three most capable people in the team have chosen to fight in. It seems more dangerous for them to stay here, so they might as well follow and help.

Following Fingel, she finally saw how powerful Fingel was, who had been notorious when she was a student. The heavy knife, which seemed to weigh at least hundreds of kilograms, could be wielded in his hand. Standing up, the blade of the sword sliced ​​through the air. Even she who was still some distance away could feel the strong wind blowing on her face. Wherever Fingel passed, soldiers flew out one after another, and the body that fell to the ground had huge and hideous wounds.

Following Fingel, who was opening the way, Jie Lin and the other two commissioners successfully merged with Su Xiaoqiang and Wiglaf at the front.

Wiglaf glanced at Fingel with a rather surprised look. She was the kind of person who was extremely strong and didn't want to go with the weak, so she only went to trouble Su Xiaoqiang on the ship, although it turned out that she seemed to be the only one. It's the weak one.

In fact, she was planning to give Fingel a try at the beginning. After all, when he boarded the ship, his clothes, beard, and shirt were all sloppy, and he looked like a wretched loser. He didn't look like a powerful person. As a result, she Before she could find fault with Fingel, she saw that he was carrying a heavy knife with an exaggerated shape. Considering that he could move freely with such a weapon on his back, there was no doubt about Fingel's strength, so she gave up the attempt. Try Fingel's best ideas.

Now it seems that she has given up the idea. This man's power is too terrifying. Coupled with that exaggerated weapon, I am afraid that many dragon subspecies and high-ranking deadpools that are extremely dangerous to hybrids will be killed. Killed easily.

I just don’t know what his speech spirit is...

"Fingel, fight with me!" Su Xiaoqiang raised his cavalry sword and pointed at the bronze wall at the end of the hall.

"It can't be done, it can't be done," Fingel shook his head crazily, pointed at the soldiers rushing over, and persuaded, "I think it's better for us to run away."

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

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

"No, what I mean is that as long as you can make meritorious service in this mission, I will ask him to help you apply for the highest scholarship from the school," Su Xiaoqiang said, "Thirty-six thousand US 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, please step back, be careful not to get accidentally hurt," Fingel held a knife in both hands, with a resolute face and high-spirited fighting spirit, "If you go to a certain house, you will come back!"

This mission was a real eye-opener for me.

Jie Lin thought to herself expressionlessly.

Just when she thought that no matter what happened next, she could not be surprised, she saw that the exposed skin of Fingel in front of her gradually took on a bronze-like color. At first glance, it looked somewhat similar to those snake-headed terracotta warriors!

Jie Lin subconsciously thought that Fingel had triggered some kind of curse or poison and was assimilated into a soldier. She felt a little nervous in her heart, and then she realized that this seemed to be the "Bronze Throne" of the Word Spirit No. 87.

The releaser of this word spirit can strengthen his own bones, skin and muscles in a very short period of time, and can even block medium-caliber bullets at close range with his body. The explosive power and durability of his muscles have been greatly improved, and his recovery power can even It will be improved to a level visible to the naked eye, and the best among them can even have a body strength comparable to that of a pure-blood dragon.

And because every time it is released, the muscles are fully stimulated and the muscles are extremely developed. Therefore, even when the holder of the word spirit is not releasing the normal form of the word spirit, the power is exaggerated. No wonder Fingel can use such a heavy weapon easily. .

Although in the past, when Fingel was still silent, some people in the academy speculated that his word spirit was "Ghost Katsu", "Bronze Throne" or "Immortal", which can greatly enhance physical fitness or strength, otherwise it would not be possible. It has the reputation of being a "human-shaped dragon beast", but there has been no definite evidence to prove what Fingel's voice spirit is.

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

Wiglaf looked at Fingel with wide eyes - the wind in the hall came from his breathing.

The water surface in front of Fingel showed obvious ripples with his every breath, as if the wind was blowing across the lake.

A terracotta warrior had already rushed forward, and others could only see Fingel's back. He used one hand to grab the spear that the terracotta warrior had knocked down, and pulled it forward hard. The soldier made of solid bronze The figurine was dragged forward and staggered forward. The other hand grabbed the barrier knife and swept it like a stick, cutting off the approaching warriors in half.

Fingel held the shield knife in one hand, and under the almost shocked and even shocked eyes of the people behind him, he casually threw down the upper half of the terracotta warriors still holding the spear and smashed it into the standing water.

"Wow——"

A large amount of water splashed up, twelve tactical boots rose and fell in the stagnant water, and six embarrassed figures fled.

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

The six people in Group A were running desperately in the passage. Behind them, a huge bronze ball densely packed with serrated teeth, sharp blades and spikes was chasing after them. Cold light shone around it. They encountered this thing when they were retreating, and then it seemed that He was judged as an enemy and was chased all the way. Even though he had gone around several intersections in the process of being chased, he still couldn't get rid of it, as if his group had been put on a GPS.

But no one noticed that it seemed to drive them in a specific general direction.

"How to position yourself? Who knows about Dragon King's black technology?" Old Tang turned to complaining as he ran, and glanced at Zero, who was not far away. Although there was no intention to offend, it was really impressive that these two short legs could run so fast. It's not easy.

Although Zero's body proportions are very good and his legs are quite slender, none of the men present are 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 away separately?"

Old Tang turned around and asked.

"What if I 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. However, it turned out that it was not solid and actually shrank in the face of a small environment. If they had not been stupid, Hehehe ran into the small passage and stopped. He was probably overtaken and crushed to pieces.

"There's no way to keep running like this. We can't compete with it in terms of endurance... It's easier to escape if there are fewer people."

"...Yes," the captain was silent for a moment, "There seems to be a three-way intersection ahead, let's run in pairs!"

Old Tang and Caesar were in a group, the captain was in a group with an executive department specialist, and Zero was in a group with another executive department specialist.

For Caesar, the good news about this split-running strategy is that the bronze ball cannot split up, it can only chase one group.

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

"Old Tang, let's run away separately!" Caesar was confident in himself and Old Tang.

"Okay!" Old Tang made a rough estimate, he should be almost there, and nodded in agreement.

Separating at the next intersection, Caesar watched the bronze ball chasing Old Tang. He was about to follow the bronze ball and find a way to stop it, but suddenly he realized that something was wrong - logically, 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, stop the ball, or facilitate the rendezvous, he should have followed him from a distance...

But why is there no one behind now? Did something happen to them that prevented them from following?

The coolness rose from Caesar's tailbone to the back of his head. He subconsciously pulled out the Dictado from his waist, released the Word Spirit Scythe Weasel, and suddenly heard a voice behind him.

"Shit!"

Caesar, who was dripping with cold sweat from behind, cursed subconsciously, and slashed with the hunting knife in his hand. The sound of gold and iron mingling sounded, and Caesar felt as if he had been chopped on a metal pillar.

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

The knife he just struck seemed to have struck the bronze statue's arm. There was a very shallow knife mark there - Dictado could only cause such a shallow scar, and the hardness of this bronze statue was quite exaggerated.

Caesar carefully distanced himself from the bronze statue to avoid its sudden attack, but the bronze statue did not make any movement and did not seem to take the initiative to attack.

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 was wary of the bronze statue in front of him and shouted "Old Tang!"

As a result, before he could finish his words, 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 Kamaita, 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 calling him that curse word that he just subconsciously said?

Confused and doubtful, Caesar tentatively shouted again.

"Old——Tang——"

"s——h——i——t——" The loud and high-pitched voice suppressed his shout 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 before.

He shouted "Old Tang" again in disbelief, and the "shit" coming from the bronze statue completely drowned out his voice.

"Old—Don—" Caesar shouted at the top of his lungs.

"s——h——i——t——" The voice of the bronze statue easily overwhelmed him again.

"Shit!" The veins on Caesar's forehead tensed up, and he swung Dick in the air with all his strength to vent his anger.

"Old——Tang——" the bronze statue said in a straight tone, and the loud and powerful voice once again overwhelmed Caesar.