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Chapter 235 0234: Secondary Quarry
Even Scout and Quema know...

Kopi rock is a headache for all quarrymen.

Although the Twilight on Ken's back is a weapon of [Legendary] quality and can easily cut through [Kopi Rock], the area of ​​the quarry must be very large.

It is too troublesome to rely on one person to complete the work.

If Zhanjing is to be a coolie here, then there is no need to look forward to the future development of Santon Kaya.

"What are we going to do, Warring?"

Quema asked.

Ken opened his gray vision and looked around to make sure that there were no strange figures staying here—Janzeles' scouts had left him with a psychological shadow, and now he was careful in everything he did.

He turned to Quema to take the things out.

When the party left Thornton Kaya, they carried several heavy steel spears.

This kind of thing is usually erected on the wall platform to resist the impact of giant beasts. It is extremely heavy, and only a special crossbow can shoot it.

But there is one exception in the tribe...

Kuima had already advanced to [Ice Front Picker].

Under Ken's training and training, he gained elemental affinity and was able to use an archery skill called [Torrent]. With this skill, even a heavy steel crossbow with the length of two arms could easily be used in his hands. Put the bowstring on the ground.

Ken raised his hood and did nothing to stop him in the rainy night.

He marked several key points in the mountain, and then asked Kuima to plunge everything into it. It must be accurate and transparent, and go deep into the soil.

The scouts gave way,

Kuima rolled over the back of the wolf and came to the front.

He picked up [Su Xiu], and then held the steel crossbow with one arm and straightened his arm steadily.

The onlookers fell silent.

Everyone knows that Kuima is the second only existence in the tribe after Warring.

But except for battles, he never showed off his skills in front of anyone, like an illusory legend...

The wolf cavalry is the main force of Thornton Kaya.

I don't know who passed on the fact that Meng and Kuima used to compete with each other.

The group of fresh-blooded recruits began to secretly guess the difference in strength between the two. Neither the long-range archers nor the armed light cavalry accepted the other.

Snow also tentatively asked Meng, who is stronger?
But Meng always answered with silence and shaking his head.

Some people say it's disdain to compare, some people say it's self-ashamed...

The two scout leaders who are now following will occasionally participate in this discussion.

But since tonight, the two of them have never done such boring things again. Instead, they firmly believe in the bottom of their hearts-the closer the person is to the warring, the more terrifying the growth rate will be.

Quima stared ahead.

He didn't stand still, but began to shake with the storm, like a winter pine rooted in the soil on a rainy night, following a certain balance between movement and stillness, he raised his arms steadily.

Su Xiu's bowstring shimmered.

When the scouts looked at it intently, they even felt flustered, feeling that their eyeballs were about to be cut open by the sharp bowstring.

Small whirlpools appeared in Quema's eyes.

He was wearing Thornton Kaya light armor, his hair was tied tightly, and the rain ran down his cheeks, past the tattoo on his neck, and then soaked through the inner lining, until it flowed out from his slightly sloping wrist...

[Element Affinity: Torrent]

The remark in Ken's eyes was fleeting.

Only he could see in the audience, a heavy steel crossbow pierced through the air like a light feather, and there were even clearly visible water marks on the original position of the bowstring.

The rain curtain was pierced with a small hole.

The pitch-black steel crossbow flashed past, invisible, as if it was a hallucination in the blink of an eye. After it left the bowstring, there was no extra movement, and it sank into the cliff without a sound.

It dug into the rain-soaked permafrost and broke through the rock formations with ease.

If it is said that Ken was able to cut through [Kopi Rock] because of the superiority of his weapon, Naquima's operation purely relied on his superb archery skills and strong technical understanding.

"Well, well done, next is this position."

Ken was the first to deliver the compliment.

The scouts were startled and didn't realize what happened at all, but they all saw it with their own eyes——Quema took a deep breath, and slowly lowered her arm and longbow, while the thick black steel crossbow disappeared without a trace.

Quema has picked up another one.

He drew his bow and set his arrows in the dark night, aiming slowly, each shot was accurate and clean.

Until the last steel crossbow disappeared, everyone did not react from their absence.

The scout looked carefully at the cliff.

They often run outside and exercise their excellent eyesight. After carefully comparing the changes in the cliff, they were able to find a few very slight cracks.

It was a black cobweb-like spot.

Ken divided the entire quarry into several parts, and then inserted steel crossbows into important support points, breaking the internal balance through external force.

Quema seemed to be able to understand the intention of the warring.

But he couldn't think of: what method Zhan Jing wanted to use to accomplish this matter.

Ken has absorbed the [Bolu] in the cloud, and his magic power has already expanded to an exaggerated level, but because there are too many people in the tribe, there is no chance to try it out.

This time I came out to find the quarry, but I actually had my own selfish motives.

Ken jumped down the slope, gliding the soft gravel to the bottom, then walked to the front of the cliff, slowly raising his hands.

[Skill: Frost Whisperer]

His magic power was limited before, whether it was subtle operations or difficult battles, he used it very restrained.

But this time...

Ken wants to release his energy to the fullest.

He cast the spell to cover the entire quarry, recalled the fixed point just now, and then fine-tuned the skill strength.

The scouts stood at a distance.

Ken's fingers turned white, and he roared, pulling the Frost Whisperer's power to the limit in the shortest possible time.

The sharp howl of the wind echoed around.

With the crisp sound of ice crystals congealing, the entire cliff wall was covered with a layer of frosty white, and then gradually darkened, like solid ice that had condensed over the years.

The scouts all closed their eyes.

They were pushed back by a strong cold snap.

Kuima raised her arms to block in front of her. When everything was over, a layer of hoarfrost actually condensed on the armor of her arms.

"The old gods are above, look at what this is?"

Bieler screamed.

The scouts raised their heads one after another, all dumbfounded, too surprised to speak.

All the raindrops around Ken condensed into ice, and those supposedly transparent drops fell down, hitting the armor and the ground, making a very obvious falling sound.

Quema's attention was attracted by the cliff.

I saw that the entire quarry had been frozen into ice, and the frost was spreading around Ken as the origin.

The steel nails that Kuima shot into the mountain just now became nodes, because the deviation between the density of the steel and the mountain was too large, and the path of frost condensation was affected.

Ken's hands glowed with white light.

He frowned, feeling that there was still a surplus of energy that hadn't exploded, so he continued to deepen his skills.

The color of the cliff began to darken.

The rain fell on it, and there was even a crisp echo of falling on the stone bricks.

Click.

With the first ice crack, lines began to appear on the entire cliff.

boom!
Quema and the scouts stared wide-eyed.

The miscellaneous layers on the surface of the entire quarry were blown into pieces in the blink of an eye, and began to collapse downward like an avalanche.

(End of this chapter)