Planeswalker My Plane War

Chapter 86 The Great Witch 5
"Go!" Zhang Cheng grabbed Nan Ling.

His level is not enough, and the spell is not targeted.In this case, there is obviously only one way to go according to the game flow.That is to run.As mentioned earlier, the reason why this hatred ranks last among the three major bosses in the game, in addition to its relatively simple attack methods, is that the speed of this thing is not fast enough.

Players can control their characters and use the way of flying a kite to polish its blood little by little.

But then again, the reason why this thing is a BOSS is not in vain.Because it actually has the ability to regenerate.

This regeneration ability is not the same as the player's "regeneration" talent.The player's regeneration talent only recovers a little blood in one or two hours. To put it bluntly, it is useful in the early stage, and the higher the level, the more rubbish it is.But hate this "regeneration" but the ability to restore blood is super.As long as the player is out of the battle for a while, after returning to the state, he will find that his hatred is almost full of blood.

As long as the game is in line with reality, then they can use the advantage of speed to escape the hateful pursuit.But if the game doesn't match reality...

In other words, the character controlled by the player in the game does not seem to have the concept of "fatigue" at all.Although there will be displays such as "fatigue", "fatigue" and "high fatigue" on the character panel, and the character's attributes will be affected by this DEBUFF, but the speed of the character will not change in the game screen.In reality, a 30-second sprint is enough to slow you down.

Fortunately, Zhang Cheng has the spell of "applying oil to the soles of the feet".This is the most powerful must-have spell of the year to kill, set fire, fight monsters, upgrade treasure hunt and escape.

At any time, having a few oil on the soles of your feet will always give you more confidence.

Zhang Cheng raised his hand to put the spell on Nan Ling.In this way, the two people will have the speed of the world sprint champion in small steps. As for running at full speed... Although it is estimated that although they can't compete with cheetahs, they can also compete with antelope lions and the like.

But none of this happened.Because before he cast the spell, out of the corner of his eye he noticed something was wrong.

Yes, that abomination.Its speed... no, not speed, but pace.The steps of hatred are scattered. Although they are charging, the posture of swaying from side to side is very strange. It is obviously a posture that has lost its center of gravity.

Even if he hates this kind of assembled construct monster, his actions must conform to the basic principle of bipedal walking creature movement: the center of gravity must be controlled in the center line.Because if it loses its center of gravity, it will naturally fall under the force of gravity.That is, unless it's a ball or a wheel, if the center of gravity is unstable, don't even think about moving.

And this hatred is clearly losing its focus.

The next second, before Zhang Cheng came back to his senses, the hatred had already fallen to the ground.Inertia carried it a short distance on the ground.It can be seen that many parts of this monster are squirming uncontrollably, making a sound that makes the soul feel creepy, but it can't get up again.

Even Zhang Cheng understood that the shot just now directly killed the hatred.Of course "kill" might not be the right word for this kind of thing, but at least it removes its ability to act.

This is... the power of gunpowder weapons!

It pierced straight through the Abomination's flesh armor, hitting the core.This monster with thick blood and high defense in the game was killed by one blow.

On earth, if cold weapons and armors have been in competition with each other for a long time, then the birth of gunpowder weapons completely gave armor a fatal blow.Armor gradually disappeared from the battle sequence of human armies after the development of gunpowder weapons slightly to the era of muskets.Because it doesn't work at all.Any armor is useless in front of musket bullets, but only an obstacle that affects soldiers' actions.

This is the strength of Nanling!

Although Nanling is only a mere 3rd-level fighter.But with the musket, this hatred that even a 13th-level fighter could not fight face to face was defeated with a single shot.It has been proved by irrefutable facts that equipment is king, and the level is floating.

Nan Ling took out the small jar of gunpowder from his clothes pocket and refilled the gun in his hand.Zhang Cheng could only stand aside and watch her do this kind of thing.For a while, I had mixed feelings in my heart, maybe the path Nanling chose was not wrong.

"Can you burn this thing?" Nan Ling asked.Don't look at the hatred that can't move, but that's the whole thing, down to the details of the hatred, every limb, every piece of moving meat, it's squirming non-stop.

"Ah, it should be possible." Zhang Cheng also felt that it was too dangerous to leave it alone.What if this thing comes up again?He took out a jar of grease from the pocket of the dimension, sprinkled it on the body of hate, and took the ghoul's remnant along with it.Then Nanling ignited the grease with a torch.

The scorched stench of flesh and blood instantly filled the air.An abomination that has lost the ability to act as a whole can only struggle in vain in the flames.

"Keep going!" Nan Ling said.

The two continued to move forward.In the dark passage, the remains of ghouls can be seen from time to time.And it feels that the further forward, the more serious the damage on the wreckage.As for how these injuries occurred... Zhang Cheng and the others have already seen it.

This probably means that the abomination begins with a lot of interest in ghouls, and then spends a lot of time chewing and tasting after killing the ghouls.But when it comes to the back, maybe the ghoul finally proves that it is not a good dish with its tough skin and muscles, so it is less and less interested in tasting it, and it will be thrown away after a casual bite.

Maybe if everything goes like this, it will become a situation in the game timeline: about a month or two later, when the player-controlled character comes to the dungeon, the Abomination has learned to live peacefully with the ghouls.

Zhang Cheng noticed that Nan Ling's footsteps slowed down.

The passage ahead has gradually become wider, and there are vague sounds in the distance.Like drops of water falling to the ground, or someone whispering in an unknown language.

"Wizards... just live in front?" Zhang Cheng said.

Nan Ling nodded and said nothing.Now, the two of them knew without asking that the situation faced by the sorcerer was definitely not as simple as a visitor.Whether it was the lich from before or the hatred just now, it clearly stated this point.

Ahead is another large cave.Now Zhang Cheng can see that this complex underground city is actually a combination of artificial and natural.Part of it is man-made, but more of it should be some kind of natural underground cave - although it's not known why such spaces are formed underground.However, Zhang Cheng is not a geologist, so he doesn't care about these things.

What really bothered him was that there was a... uncomfortable element.I don't know what it is, but it makes me uncomfortable.And it shouldn't be a mental illusion.Zhang Cheng had a record of spending a long time alone in the first act dungeon, and he was here for less than an hour today.Even if the underground space naturally makes people feel depressed, there is no reason to feel it so quickly, right?

If there was a place ahead, Zhang Cheng would think it might be a warehouse: a lot of space, and without any superfluous sculptures, murals, furniture, or anything like that.Of course, no one cares about this space at this moment, but in a corner ahead.

On the ceiling, there is an aisle-like lighting system.The scene below was illuminated with a dim light.

Two tiger squares, or in other words, two Rakshasa demons are standing there.One of the Rakshasa demons held a machete in his hand.Yes, Zhang Cheng read that right, it's a machete.Cold weapons that are very common on earth, but seem out of place in this world.In this world where most human soldiers still use short weapons and swords, these Rakshasa demons actually already hold machetes in their hands.

More than that, the sheen of these machetes is not the golden yellow of bronze.In fact, anyone who has basic knowledge of metals understands that bronze is a material according to different proportions. If it is hard, it will be too brittle, and if it is tough, it will be too soft, so it is difficult to build a weapon with a long blade.Therefore, strictly according to earth standards, this technology has only short swords, but no long swords.Zhang Cheng's Bright Sword, even if he uses magic, can only be regarded as a short sword according to the standard of a "three-foot long sword" on Earth.

In fact, the long sword is not bad. After all, the main attack method of the sword is stabbing, and incidentally slashing. If it is brittle and soft, you can make do with it.The main attack of the machete is slashing.Therefore, the people of the Bronze Age did not understand the benefits of the curved blade, but because the material was not up to standard, they could not make a machete at all.If you want a machete, you have to wait until the Iron Age.

But then again, you traversers TMD are all playing with flintlock guns, and you are not allowed to get a machete?

The Rakshasa demon had already heard the voices of two people, and one of them turned his head.

Only then did Zhang Cheng realize that there was a third party present.Next to the two Rakshasa demons, there is a shorter third person.But this one is very strange, his body is inexplicably blurred, let alone his appearance, you can't even determine his specific location.

Some kind of magical effect... Zhang Cheng froze in his heart.As a mage, he knows very well that magic is time-sensitive, constant spells are few and expensive.Those who can hang such a protective spell on their bodies are either ready to fight, or they are really rich and don't care about such a spell.But even if it becomes such a big money in the future, Zhang Cheng feels that he will choose those inconspicuous defensive spells.For example, defensive force fields and the like.To hang such an obvious protection spell on one's body is a typical act of persuasion.

Of course, whether the guy on the other side is pretending or being really awesome, you won't know until you really fight.But if he really wants to fight, Zhang Cheng doesn't have much confidence.If nothing else, two Rakshasa demons would be very troublesome.

The previous battle had told him that both of them had dual cultivation of magic and martial arts on the one hand, and dual immunity to magic weapons on the other.

As for whether the flintlock gun can break through this defensive force field... Zhang Cheng thinks it's better not to investigate.Well, if you can't explore, you won't explore, and if you fail to explore, you will die.He knew that muskets were inherently weak, and God knew where the bullets would go from a distance.And at close range, the Rakshasa demon is no more hated, and the speed of others is not slower than you, even faster than you.It’s okay if the distance is far, but once the distance is close, don’t even think about running.

"Tsk, sorcerer, it seems that someone has come to disturb you!" The man who pretended to persuade took the initiative to say.There was a hint of cruelty in his clear voice, "Well, I'll give you some time to think about it. That's it for today, I'll get a clear answer next time."

He looked at the two visitors dismissively, turned and walked towards the other passage.The two Rakshasa demons followed behind him and soon disappeared into the dim light in the distance.

Only then did Zhang Cheng notice that there was a black sphere next to the position where the few guys were just now.There was a coughing sound typical of old people coming from the sphere.

Nanling put away the flintlock gun and walked forward quickly.Zhang Cheng followed behind her.Now see that the black sphere is actually a light black shield, or a spherical force field.In the middle of the force field stood an old man.

It was an old man with white hair, a long beard, and a face so wrinkled that mosquitoes could be caught. He was wearing a long robe of unknown quality, and was leaning on a wooden black cane in his hand.It was he who was coughing just now.

If Zhang Cheng is not mistaken, this person should be a sorcerer.

"Wizard!" Nan Ling shouted actively.

"Ah, it's you." The sorcerer took off his protective shield, obviously his feet were weak, and he almost fell, but he was finally supported by the cane. "Fortunately, you are here, otherwise..." He didn't continue, but the meaning of the unfinished words was very obvious.

Just now this was... Zhang Cheng, if I remember correctly, the magic seal orb?A strong protection spell, the sphere does not take any damage, but the sphere itself traps the caster himself.

"Who was that just now?" Nan Ling asked inexplicably.

"They are all covets." The wizard sighed.But he said this answer, rather than answering other people's questions, it inspired more questions.

A coveted person?What are they looking for?Zhang Cheng couldn't help but want to ask.But the sorcerer had turned and walked towards a corner.

In a remote corner of this warehouse, a small tent was erected, and beside the tent was a small fire pool made of stones. There was a shelf on the fire pool, and a crock pot was placed on it.On the edge of the fire pool, there is a small tripod.Fire pools, tents, and other odds and ends make up a small camp.Apparently, sorcerers lived here.

It's hard to imagine that an old man of such age, old and faltering, could live alone in such a place.In Zhang Cheng's imagination, even if the sorcerer lives in seclusion, he should have a few followers around him.But it turns out that he guessed wrong, this is really just an old man who lives alone.This kind of... life seems to be completely incompatible with the identity of the great witch!

"Coveting? What are they looking for?" Before Zhang Cheng could speak, Nan Ling asked first.

(End of this chapter)