Chapter 238: Damn it, collapse! (3/4)

  Chapter 238 Damn it, collapse! (34)

"teacher…"

  The blond boy smiled wryly, and retreated into the slightly drier cave: "It seems that there is no way to escape."

   "One main road, three small forks, all blocked in advance... We have been discovered long ago!"

  When he said this, his tone seemed to be slightly relieved—Ethan had to run alone, he really had too much psychological burden.

   Rational intelligence accepts, emotion is really not good.

   "Stupid boy, let's force it..."

   Hearing the same voice, Master Gesai smiled wryly and shook his head: "Well, with such a well-trained body, you probably won't be able to rush out."

   "Isengard Ellen from the Ellen family and Gosai Abed from the Setar Alchemy Academy?"

  A muffled voice came from the shadow of the corridor, and a burly knight in full body armor, holding a shield and a long spear walked slowly.

  According to the information reported by the Spiritual Tool Church, he led the team to block the cave, and said in an undeniable tone: "Put down all weapons and accept our collection. As long as you cooperate, your life will not be in danger."

  At this moment, the knight saw the comatose people inside the cave and noticed that there were traces of parasite erosion on the body surface. He first turned his head in disgust, and then looked at the master and apprentice thoughtfully.

  —they actually help these pariahs suppress that parasitic infestation? It seems that there is more value than imagined, and it can be dealt with later.

  After thinking of this, he thought of his brother being burned after his tragic death, and these **** Setars were able to survive... The knight couldn't help snorting coldly, and clenched the spear in his hand.

  He raised his gun, pointed at the crowd, and said impatiently: "Burn these parasite-infected garbage."

  The command was issued, and the soldier with the flamethrower stepped forward in response, pressing the trigger without the slightest hesitation.

  A blue-white pillar of fire spewed out, about to sweep the crowd lying in front of him.

The high temperature of thousands of degrees is precisely directed to the ground, and there is no trace of aftermath. This special flamethrower is their secret weapon. It is specially designed to deal with monsters in the jungle area. It is extremely lethal to ordinary soldiers, and even ordinary heavy armor A knight's armor can be melted.

   Even if it cannot be burned through, the sharply rising high temperature can still kill the wearer.

  But the silent Isengard suddenly raised his hand when the trigger was pulled, pointing his fingertips at the pillar of fire that had just spewed out.

  His fingertips shot out a stream of black blood. The moment this blood stream touched the pillar of fire, it was not burned and evaporated. Instead, it was like a black hole, absorbing all the flames without leaving any traces.

   Whoosh.

After absorbing all the pillars of fire, this black line of blood began to burn quietly instead. It quickly turned back in the air like lightning, and even jumped into the flamethrower in reverse, shooting a full meter and a half long gun The pipe, belt, and gun body all melted into a mass of soft molten iron.

   That is to say, the soldier with the gun had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and when he saw the burning blood thread flying fast, he would have shot back. Otherwise, he might be 'melted' directly, or be ignited to become a torch.

   buzzing...

  After burning the flamethrower, the **** red flame returned to the blond boy like a long snake, and surrounded him silently, like a protective flame spirit.

  Isengard took a deep breath, and looked at the knight in front of him cautiously.

Through the young man's blood, the source of the fire attribute was catalyzed violently, turning it into an extremely erosive and high-temperature 'corrosion flame'. This is the Ellen family's inheritance of eroding light and refining dragons, specializing in 'fire' aspects of strength.

  But at the first energy level, he can only use his own blood as a medium to perform such skills, and how much blood does a person have? It can't be maintained for a long time, and it is too easy to be tracked after casting... So Yisen is really not suitable for fighting.

  He didn't naively ask why the other party wanted to kill those ordinary people who were parasitized.

  For the sake of safety, it is common sense to kill them.

   What's more, Feiyan Land is a land of kings ruled by "bloodlines". To them, ordinary people without noble blood are just "untouchables" who can be killed at will.

  In fact, Isengard also knew the meaning of the teacher's words very well.

   Isn't it really a greater torture for such a group of ordinary people to survive with their disabled bodies and parasite-infested bodies? If he was killed here by the group of people from Flaming Land, if he can return to Port Harrison alive and tell Uncle Grant about this, maybe the relatives of these people can still get pensions.

   Going back alive is torturing everyone.

  He's not stupid. It's just that he doesn't want to think like this, he wants to try to cure everyone.

  Because, always thinking like this, without thinking about better possibilities, this world is too disgusting.

   "Are you going to resist?"

   Seeing Isengard confronting himself and the others, the knight smiled instead of anger, and a deep voice came from under the helmet: "It's also a good thing."

  He raised the spear in his hand as a signal: "Attack."

   "The captives discounted the limbs and spine, and they can still be used."

  At this moment, both Yisen and Master Gesai, who was silently staring at the soldiers flying in front of him, sensed a strong killing intent.

  And all the soldiers raised their guns and aimed at the boy.

  Boom!

  The sound of bullets firing in the cave is like thunder that repeats back and forth, endlessly, roaring and vibrating.

   Almost instantly, Isengard reached out and pressed the center of his chest, the psionic jewelry in his arms was shining brightly—an octagonal pale silver grid shield emerged out of thin air, blocking in front of everyone.

  This second-level psionic accessory can even block the bombardment of alchemy cannons, let alone bullets... The only problem is that under the current situation, the simple defense will be broken sooner or later.

  The blond boy knew it was not time to hesitate. He took out the knife from his waist, and was about to stab himself in the heart without saying a word... But just when Isengard was about to go all out to fight the enemy, he suddenly froze for a moment: "Wait, it seems that few bullets hit the enemy just now. On the shield?"

  The remaining energy of the shield is closely connected with him, so he can move as he pleases. Isengard is very clear that at most four bullets hit the shield just now, and counting a little, it is true that only two guns fired.

  There are obviously eight armed soldiers on the opposite side...If so, what happened to the roaring thunder just now? !

"what happened?!"

   At the same time, the leading knight turned around abruptly and raised his shield, as if he had been greatly frightened.

  He looked in amazement at the karst cave where the air waves were flying and the dust was billowing: "Who is it?! Who knocked down the main road of the karst cave?!"

   It seemed to be responding to the knight's words, and there were steady footsteps in the shadows.

   Immediately afterwards, a jet of water pierced through the dust and shadows, broke through the air and mist, and shot towards the gap in the knight's helmet from far to near!

  Zi-collapse!

  (end of this chapter)