Chapter 468
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"Bang!"
"Beng h!!!"
A series of loud noises exploded from the white sand. It sounded like the chimes of death in the quiet dusk.
The white sand drifted into the air, as if there were countless dragons rolling in the river of sand. The waves were so high that they almost reached the sky …
An eerie aura swept across the place. White Sand Giants with a height of five meters rose from the sand, as if the evil spirits of the King of Hell's palace had just crawled out from the ground.
They were all holding enormous sand sabers over three meters long in their hands. Their bodies covered in sand were not as soft and fragile as they seemed. Instead, they were tightly packed together, like pieces of formidable armor.
Their eyes were filled with hostility. They hated being disturbed by other creatures the most when they were sleeping.
Their eyes were bloodshot, and their roars were thunderous!
When the sound was heard, everyone felt as if something had exploded in their heads. However, before their hearts were filled with fear, the countless White Sand Giants completely filled everyone's vision.
These elemental creatures that had been stained with blood were even scarier and more reckless than the demon beasts with flesh and blood when they had the intention to kill.
A few sand waves exploded at the same time. The group was unable to see the situation of the others as the sand spread across the place.
They recalled the plan that they had come up with. If something went wrong, the others would be implicated. The group did not dare to slack off.
"Crap, there are more White Sand Giants around Zhao Manyan!" yelled Ling Ling, who was in the middle of the safe zone.
The plan was perfect. They assumed that if they split up, the number of White Sand Giants that appeared would be distributed to everyone. As a matter of fact, the White Sand Giants were not machines. How could they possibly follow the plan? There were more White Sand Giants around Zhao Manyan. They did not go after Mofan or Zhang Xiaohou. They had all gathered around Zhao Manyan.
"It's time to reflect one's character …" This thought flashed through Mofan's mind.
However, Mofan also knew that now was not the time to make fun of him. Regardless of whether Zhao Manyan was the weakest in the team, he had to find a way to share the burden of the White Sand Giants around him. Otherwise, this playboy would be turned into a pile of minced meat in a few minutes!
Row after row, these White Sand Giants were like well-trained soldiers. When they appeared, they were very orderly.
This kind of neat formation actually formed a tall human wall. Once those terrifying machetes fell, there would be no room to dodge. It was the absolute Giant Machete Body Shattering Formation!
Zhao Manyan looked at the White Sand Giants around him. Since his vision was blocked, he had no idea that he was the most miserable one.
He tried his best to remain calm and composed. First, he activated the Water Barrier, causing a layer of water to circulate around his body.
The Water Barrier was a very practical defensive spell. Due to its third-tier special effect, Circulation, he could stack the Water Barrier continuously on himself, forming a few layers of Water Barriers surrounding him …
Before the White Sand Giants showed up, Zhao Manyan had already stacked three layers of Water Barriers. Three layers was his limit. A Water Magician who was more familiar with the Water Element could stack up to four, or even five layers, but most of the time, they would need the help of a Water Magic Tool!
The third layer of Water Barrier: Circulation was enough for Zhao Manyan to defend himself from the attacks of the White Sand Giants. However, Zhao Manyan had underestimated the strength and numbers of the White Sand Giants. When the sand machetes fell from the sky, the Water Barrier: Circulation on his body turned into water droplets and scattered …
Zhao Manyan's face turned pale. Luckily, he was already drawing a Star Pattern.
Zhao Manyan's foundation was quite solid. If he had broken his Star Pattern in a moment of panic like the previous group of Magicians, the second wave of sand machetes would have crushed Zhao Manyan's tiny body into minced meat.
"Light Protection: Sacred Shield!"
Zhao Manyan did not cast the second tier of the Light Protection. The Light Protection: Rampart Painting was more suitable for defending himself from attacks coming from a single direction. Even though the Light Protection: Sacred Shield's defense was weaker than the Light Protection: Rampart Painting, it was able to protect a single target and the whole body!
The sacred light with a slight heat encapsulated Zhao Manyan in a perfect arc. Zhao Manyan, who was hiding inside the Sacred Shield, was about to let out a relieved sigh when he suddenly saw the number of White Sand Giants around him through the gaps between their bodies. It was impossible to count them all with a single glance!
These White Sand Giants were not strong individually, but they seemed to be familiar with the formations of the ancient warriors. They were attacking in groups!
As a result, the White Sand Giants who were about to raise their machetes slowly backed away after enduring the first wave of attacks. They switched places with the White Sand Giants behind them, who were already accumulating their strength. As a result, the area where Zhao Manyan was standing was left with a huge pit after three waves of attacks. Even with his defense, Zhao Manyan was almost buried in the sand.
"Help! Help! "Zhao Manyan screamed into the communication device that was plugged into his ear.
His surroundings were filled with explosions. His cries for help could not be heard, not to mention that the others were also surrounded by loud explosions. Either the sand was rolling wildly like a raging river, or the sand sabers were falling like thunderclaps, or the deafening roars of the White Sand Giants …
The only people who knew Zhao Manyan's situation were Ling Ling and Xinxia, who were observing the situation from afar.
Xinxia stood on the sand and stared in Zhao Manyan's direction. She extended the range of her Psychic Spell in Zhao Manyan's direction, trying to calm the White Sand Giants down.
"Don't do that, it's already hard to calm the White Sand Giants when their murderous intent is triggered. If you use up your energy at the beginning, it will only make things harder for us!" Ling Ling quickly stopped the kind Xinxia.
Xinxia bit her lips. She could not help but worry about Zhao Manyan.
"Don't worry, he won't die so quickly," Ling Ling said.
"Mmm." Xinxia nodded. She chose to believe in Ling Ling. She subconsciously glanced in Mo Fan's direction.
Her concern for Mo Fan was almost instinctive. It had almost become her instinct.
Luckily, the number of White Sand Giants around her brother Mo Fan was not as high as the number of White Sand Giants around Zhao Manyan …
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