It was the chains of the Flaming Spirit King. As he escaped from the encirclement, he had already completed a spiritual attack with Wang Zhong. The green dwarf, who specialized in wood, was obviously a little afraid of fire. The flaming chains instantly burned its body, causing it to struggle frantically in pain. On the other side, of the three dwarves who were rushing to help, two were blocked by the golden cross wheels and slowed down by a beat, while a faint afterimage appeared in front of the yellow dwarf.
It was a blurry, overlapping silhouette. It came too fast, too fast, and caught him by surprise.
"3rd Drive!"
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the fist that carried a wave of power landed on the yellow dwarf's chest without any hindrance.
The yellow dwarf was frozen in place, and its eyes widened.
The Soul Power on its hard yellow body suddenly cracked under the penetration of the fist force. Then, the cracks quickly spread throughout its body.
They were indeed not weak. Even if they were reduced to a thousand Grassos, they were definitely not any weaker than ordinary Initial Phase Heroic Soul soldiers. Even the Flaming Spirit King, who could be considered an expert among those of the same rank, would find it difficult to deal with them alone. It was a pity that it encountered Wang Zhong.
Among those of the same rank, Wang Zhong had never met a worthy opponent.
The perfect use of power and the penetration of the 3rd Drive caused the yellow dwarf's body to suddenly explode. On the other side, the green dwarf's body was also broken by the flaming chains at the same time. No blood seeped out of the broken body, and even its internal organs were like dried yellow twigs, with traces of being burned.
In the blink of an eye, three of the five Dwarves were killed. The blue Water Dwarf and the red Fire Dwarf were shocked. They were so shocked that they forgot to counterattack at the first moment, and they were stunned.
They were clearly two very weak fellows, but they actually …
Not to mention the dwarves, even Aioros and Mu Zi were a little surprised. Mu Zi wasn't good at close combat, but Aioros wasn't bad in this aspect. However, when he saw Wang Zhong's proficiency in combat, he was also amazed. It was obvious that Wang Zhong wasn't satisfied yet. He liked challenges, but when it came to his level, these dwarves weren't even worth mentioning. He wasn't as satisfied as Mo Wen.
"F * ck! Did you see that? Did you see that?! " "Wang Zhong, you're indeed the proud disciple of the great Simba!" Simba was so emotional that he had forgotten his emotions.
Ham Sausage whimpered in protest. The thing on its neck was so agitated that its neck was almost twisted into a fried dough twist.
Aioros laughed. "Today has been an eye-opener. Let's get rid of these two!"
The light dwarf shouted. The fall of its three subordinates made it anxious. It waved the scepter in its hand even more vigorously, and its body turned into a white light as it rushed toward Mu Zi.
However, Mu Zi, who had been chased by the light dwarfs, seemed to have been aroused by Wang Zhong's fighting spirit, or perhaps he had adapted to the light dwarfs' attacks. His eyes shone with alternating black and white light, and the coffin behind him suddenly shone brightly.
Whoosh …
Mu Zi disappeared into thin air, and there was only a blue coffin left in his original position. The light dwarf's expression changed abruptly as it sensed danger. The scepter in its hand stopped abruptly, and its body, which was moving at light speed, came to an abrupt stop in an instant. However, it was too late.
The blue coffin that was suspended in the air suddenly opened at this moment, as if it had opened the gates of hell. Waves of ghostly wails and wolf howls came from the coffin, as if countless resentful spirits were howling. The dark coffin was bottomless, like a black hole that produced a strong suction force.
The light dwarf's momentum did not stop, and it was pulled by the suction force. It did not even have the chance to shout before it was swallowed by the coffin in the blink of an eye.
Pa!
The coffin lid closed, and the dim light disappeared. The countless ghostly wails and wolf howls disappeared, and Mu Zi appeared in front of the coffin again.
When he turned his head, Wang Zhong's battle had also come to an end. The water dwarf had long been killed, and the fire dwarf crazily rushed toward Wang Zhong, launching a suicidal attack. However, what greeted it was a Subwoofer Cannon rune that had already been constructed.
Hum!
The energy wave dispersed, and a mere 1,000 Grassos of defense was completely powerless in front of the full-powered Subwoofer Cannon. Its entire body was directly blasted into pieces.
Looking at Aioros's side, the dark dwarf had already become Aioros's stool. His face was bruised and swollen, and he was no longer breathing. Looking at Aioros's leisurely posture, it seemed like he had been watching the show for a while.
He smiled and gave a thumbs up. "Today, I finally understand what it means to have someone better than you. In the future, I will never underestimate the Federation again."
"That's true. The first time I saw Wang Zhong, it was in the rank-9 creature's nest," said Mu Zi shyly.
"That's nothing!" Simba's nose was already raised to the sky, and he no longer felt that he was inferior to a mount. "Don't you know who my teacher is? It's the great Sir Simba! "
"Aren't you Wang Zhong's pet?" asked Mu Zi curiously.
“MMP！ You damn baldy! "Simba instantly felt unwell." It's teacher! Teacher! Do you understand? What is a pet?! "
Smack.
Wang Zhong knocked Simba's head on the head. This guy was easily complacent, but Wang Zhong still felt that it wasn't enough. "I'll get arrogant if you keep doing this. It's completely a coincidence that I'm in this state. I don't know if it's good or bad. Also, once the opponent's power changes qualitatively, it's useless. Dimensional creatures are still relatively simple."
Dimensional creatures were formed by the laws of nature, so they were especially susceptible to Wang Zhong's attacks. However, if the opponent was a human, there would be many variables, and it definitely wouldn't be so easy. Wang Zhong had always been clear-headed about this. Of course, there was no need to talk about how terrifying this Dharma Idol was.
Aioros smiled bitterly and shook his head. "There are some things that I can't say too much about now. It's better for you to slowly experience it yourself. But you really can be arrogant. In our Hero's Continent, there is no need to be humble. I should really let my comrades see it with their own eyes. Their expressions will definitely be very interesting!"
"I'm not trying to kill you with flattery. It's also because of you two that I can bully these dwarves so presumptuously." Wang Zhong laughed. "But it feels really good!"
It was reasonable for Wang Zhong to keep a low profile in the Holy Land. Without sufficient confidence and understanding of the structure of the Holy Land, wantonly acting pretentiously would definitely not end well.
Aioros nodded. "I'm looking forward to seeing what you'll be like in ten years!"
Aioros's gaze had already turned towards the wooden house that stood at the top of the small hill. At this moment, the haze in the sky hadn't dissipated because of the collapse of the seven dwarves. On the contrary, it had become even more oppressive, making the originally secluded wooden house seem even more mysterious.
Huff huff …
A gust of cold wind blew, rolling up a few withered yellow leaves on the ground. The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a lot, and when one exhaled, one could even see the white mist coming out of their mouths and noses.
Simba shuddered, and his originally indignant expression turned into one of vigilance.
"Wang Zhong, Mu Zi, watch for my signal later. If something is wrong, you two should leave first. Don't hesitate."
Aioros's gaze gradually became solemn. They had come here again. Last time, he and Mu Zi had felt great terror in front of this small wooden house and retreated in the face of difficulties.
This time, the three brothers had gathered together. Not only did Wang Zhong, a Soul Expert, join them, the situation was still not optimistic, especially since he didn't want Wang Zhong to be in any danger here.
… …
Boom!
A group of towering trees surrounded them from all directions. The thick trunks were in a distorted state at this time, as if they had softened. The branches that filled the sky were like whips that slammed down from mid-air, hitting the ground and sending up a lot of dust.
A team of nine people was in the center of the attack. They cooperated with each other very skillfully. As the branches slammed down, they quickly dispersed and retreated to the gaps between the attacks.
"Small Eyes, Asher, nine o 'clock! Lance, Feng, six o 'clock. The rest, three o' clock! "Oscar, who was wearing a cap, shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, the branches of a group of tree goblins in the nine o 'clock direction attacked them again. This one was slightly smaller than the other tree goblins, but it was the fastest. It was a willow tree with thousands of strange willow branches that looked like whips. The first attack had missed, and now, it was the second wave of attacks, lashing at Small Eyes and Asher, who were the closest to it. Every single willow branch was thick like a child's arm, and they were covered in barbs that emitted a green and lustrous glow. When they lashed out, the force of their attack tore through the sky as if it wanted to tear space apart, and it was extremely heavy!
A pitch-black light instantly shone on Asher's hand. As the youngest man in the team, the thing in his hand didn't look young at all. It was a pitch-black protective wall covered with ancient runic patterns. With the activation of Asher's Soul Power, the entire protective wall suddenly expanded, forming a huge pitch-black circular shield that protected him and the girl behind him.
Pa pa pa pa pa!!
Thousands of willow branches slammed onto the shield in an instant, and the deafening sound of the impact was deafening. The shield was fine, but Asher, who was standing straight, was instantly forced to his knees by the heavy attack. For a soldier who had just entered the Middle Phase Heroic Soul Stage, such an attack was obviously not easy to withstand.
"Small Eyes!" Asher shouted.
"Leave it to me." The girl with small eyes, who looked to be about 17 or 18 years old, grinned. A gray cannon appeared in her hand.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz!
The gray cannon suddenly lit up and emitted a scorching white light. The white light penetrated the pitch-black shield and firmly locked onto the willow tree goblin's main body.
She blinked her small eyes and revealed a cunning smile. "I just need you to point me in the right direction."
The tacit understanding of teamwork lies in the fact that even a seemingly insignificant sentence or a seemingly unrelated action will always know what you need at that moment.
The pitch-black shield shrank back onto Asher's arm and changed back into the form of an armguard. The thousands of ferocious willow branches felt that they had lost their target and paused in the air for a moment. In the next second, the cannon roared!
Terrifying firepower was unleashed in an instant. The thick cannon didn't look like a clumsy heavy weapon with an extremely slow firing speed at all. Instead, it looked more like a machine gun.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
Hundreds of energy cannonballs rushed out like a series of explosions. The willow tree goblin felt a terrifying domination and had no time to attack anymore. Instead, it waved its countless branches and madly whipped the energy cannonballs. However, the cannonballs were too dense. They were like continuous firing cannons that could kill anything in their way! The sky was filled with broken willow branches that fell from the sky. The continuous cannonballs penetrated all obstacles in an instant and bombarded the main body of the tree goblin.
This little girl actually had the strength of a Peak Heroic Soul Stage.
"Ga!"
The willow tree goblin only had time to let out a terrified scream before its body, which was five to six meters in diameter, was directly broken by the continuous cannonballs.
Small Eyes was not done yet. "Sister Feng, I'll help you! Lance, dodge! "
As soon as she finished speaking, the cannon had already turned to the six o 'clock position. There was an even thicker Mahogany Tree Goblin there, but it was imprisoned by a strange force, and its movements were surprisingly slow. A very charming woman was floating in the air. There was a strange rune on her forehead that flashed with a strange power. It seemed to be suppressing the tree goblin.
Hearing the voice of Small Eyes, the giant Lance was shocked and hurriedly retreated. However, before he could retreat to a safe distance, the terrifying continuous cannonballs had already begun.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
Smoke filled the air, and the towering tree suddenly collapsed …
The battle lasted for a very short period of time. The nine of them cooperated very well. By the time Small Eyes destroyed the Mahogany Tree Goblin, the other two sides had already finished their battle.
"Small Eyes, are you trying to kill me?" Lance was a little angry. He was already halfway through his task, but this little girl just had to interfere. Furthermore, how could she directly attack him after they had just greeted each other? Fortunately, he reacted quickly and retreated in time. If he had been a little slower, he would probably have ended up just like the Mahogany Tree Goblin. Small Eyes was holding Murphy's Despair Hand Cannon, a very expensive soul tool in the Holy Land.
For the sake of revenge, the Wanderlust Team had gone all out. The last time they accidentally entered this secret realm, they had suffered heavy losses and could only flee in panic. This time, under the leadership of their team leader, they had spent everything they had to buy enough soul tools to come here!
Small Eyes giggled. She had pointy ears. Although she looked like a human, her ears did not look like one. "I calculated your speed. Alright, alright. You're a big man, so stop whining. If it weren't for me, you'd have to put in more effort to kill it."
"You're the best. Conserve your firepower." Oscar reached out and flicked Small Eyes' pointy ears. His voice was a little serious. "We've only just entered. Just use the soul tool in its normal state. Don't let your Soul Power be depleted at the beginning."
Small Eyes stuck out her tongue and flicked her pointy ears. "I know, I know. I just got a new soul tool, and my hands are itching!"
The nine of them gathered together once again.
The fairy-tale secret realm, the Treant Forest. Previously, they had accidentally fallen into this place, and only nine of them had returned. They had been in the Holy Land for many years, and they seemed to have accepted life and death. Life and death were fated, but in reality, they had been comrades for many years. How could they remain calm?
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