through the dark road

Chapter 133 Three on Three

The strong wind howled behind him, and the soft sound of the armor made the hairs on the back of Mo Bei's neck stand on end in response to the stress.

send?
It's the flying dragon in the sky!
With his thoughts spinning, Mo Bei twisted his body and swept the shield backwards, and the edge of the shield hit a metal object.

The light black metal boot brushed Mo Bei's back and kicked out, while the two assassin's blade claws were attacking the throat and eyes respectively.

Mo Bei leaned back, raised the shield in his hand, lifted the blade claw that was drawn towards the throat, and swept it across his forehead.

At this moment, his body was like a long bow drawn to the full, and the sword in his hand was already shimmering in brilliance, and the tip of the sword was pointing at the ribs of the assassin who was passing him.

revenge!

A cloud of blood-like light spots fell on Mo Bei when the sword of the giant battle was shot.A feeling of being pressed against by countless sharp thorns on his body, and even his internal organs were faintly chilled directly enveloped him.

curse! ?
He's been affected by Amplified Damage before, but it feels decidedly different now.

What a curse! ?

At this time, the arrow was on the string, and although this thought flashed through his mind quickly, the sword of great battle in his hand had already penetrated the chain mail on the assassin's body, pouring violent energy into the opponent's body.

Two muffled grunts came from the mouths of the assassin and Mo Bei at the same time.

Mo Bei drew his sword and retreated sharply, his body and viscera felt violent tearing, and his lungs were suffocated for a while, and he couldn't help coughing up a cloud of blood.

The damage backfires!

At this time, the wall of fire was still on, and the necromancer in light armor precisely cast a curse on him through the wall of fire.

Mo Bei stepped on the purification halo, and while shortening the duration of the curse, he tried his best to restore some life to himself. The backlash damage from the blow just now was really not light.

Before he could see where the assassin was going, two scorching claws appeared beside him again, but it was the werewolf who followed the assassin and came to him.

Shield Bash!

A claw slammed on the shield, sparks splashed, and traces of flames swept between the two of them.But the other claw was on the edge of the shield, and with a force it lifted the shield, and two rows of poisonous sharp teeth suddenly bit Mo Bei's face.

shit.

Rabies!
Mo Bei had a chill. Although he was not afraid of toxins, it would be okay if he was bitten on the face! ?
Subconsciously, he wanted to stab the opponent's mouth with a sword.

But thinking that he was still suffering from backlash from the damage, he could only withdraw the sword and retreat sharply at the same time.

"Crack!"

The two rows of sharp teeth bit nothing, and then caught up with Mo Bei again. He was completely a mad dog who would not stop until he bit someone on the head.

A bolt of lightning javelin pierced through the open mouth again, piercing one of his cheeks, and the attack was temporarily blocked.

The barbarian broke free from Milor's suppression, swung a heavy hammer and launched a jumping attack on Mobei, falling from the air like a heavy artillery shell.

The two-handed sledgehammer was raised high, and it slammed at Mo Bei with his burly body.

The plan of the four opponents was to kill him, the paladin with the strongest auxiliary ability, together first. The series of attacks made Mo Bei overwhelmed, and he was unable to launch a counterattack, feeling extremely aggrieved.

When the heavy hammer fell with a bang, it was deflected by an inexplicable external force.

The barbarian immediately retracted his strength, but he couldn't resist the blow with all his strength. The hammer fell heavily on the shoulder of the werewolf who had just received a lightning javelin, knocking him backwards into the sand.

If the hammer hadn't been withdrawn two inches in time, it would definitely hit the bald wolf's head.

At this moment of distraction, Perona barely avoided a massive bone spear, but was slashed across the back by the rapidly spinning blade of the blade guard.

Mo Bei saw that there were two identical assassins with long tails, attacking Perona at the same time.

He himself was hit with a single-minded blow from the savage's sledgehammer.

Under the suppression of the number and level, their team suddenly became dangerous.

However, he deliberately did not dodge this concentration.

Under the huge bombardment of the shield, he flew out horizontally with the shield and man, and when he landed, he rolled over, which was already the starting motion of bowing and pulling a sprint.

Which one is the real body?

Staring at the two assassins who had already approached Perona, while the focus halo spread, the charge had already started.

found it!
This assassin's character is a bit eager for quick success, so he suffered a disadvantage under Mo Bei's men before, and now it is another teleportation kick, and the flying dragon is in the sky.Block Perona's way out.

Mo Bei intuitively felt that the shadow warrior would not make such fine calculations, so it must be the real body.

The boots shining with black metallic luster only kicked a thunderbolt, but Perona was nowhere to be seen.

"I don't like chasing and killing, I prefer..."

"Second kill!"

Mo Bei's figure flashed behind the assassin who had just kicked, and the sword of the giant battle slashed across the opponent's waist, tore open the chain mail, and wiped it like a broken bamboo.

The distraction on the side immediately shattered into pieces of afterimages.

The two parts of the assassin were directly separated, and Mo Bei killed him on the spot with a charge of revenge.

Now, three against three!

Perona's teleportation almost exchanged seats with Mo Bei, raising her hand and spraying a very concentrated fire pillar, which continued to hit the barbarian, making him have to jump away from the range of the fire pillar, and continuously pour healing and mana potion.

The faintly red plate armor is still burning his body, emitting light smoke, which seems to lack fire resistance.

The barbarian who had just escaped from the flames discovered a fact that made him extremely furious.

One of his teammates was cut in two!

There was a roar that didn't sound like a human voice under Joyoung's helmet, and his already demonized body swelled up again, like a bear man in armor.

Their team is not the same as other teams in the wizarding society, changing teammates every now and then.

Ever since he became an orphan, was brought to Ernstinger by several people, and then came to this desert, he has been living with these teammates.

Their cognition of this world was only distorted, and their emotions were not distorted.

When a teammate dies, their grief is no different from that of a normal person who loses a loved one.

They also don't know that without the ability to choose, they have been shaped into tragedies with wrong beliefs.

The vast majority of human beings in this world, for them, are the culprits who launched wars, summoned demons to create monsters, and lost their loved ones and homes.

The werewolf also fell into a complete rage, and rushed forward against Perona's hellfire.

Seeing that the other party's kang was extremely high, Perona immediately put away the hellfire, and stepped on the sand to avoid the pounce of the werewolf.At the same time, the big fireball roared and hit the direction of the necromancer.

Milor was using the guiding arrow to suppress the Necromancer hiding behind the Iron Golem, and switched targets with Perona without hesitation.Turning around, a freezing arrow hit the werewolf.

The werewolf, who was almost immune to flames, froze in an instant, and the arrow that could freeze the monster only slowed down his speed by a few points.

But at this time, it was impossible for him to catch up with Perona.

The werewolf, who was good at attacking with speed and fire attributes, let out a long and mournful howl, because Milor, who was holding the bow of God's language, moved even more beyond his reach.

The necromancer drove the steel stone goblin covered in metal spikes to press it up. He still used the steel goblin as a cover and cast a curse of aging at Milo, which greatly reduced her movement speed and various abilities. Attributes.

The barbarian swapped out two giant battle hammers, and he saw that Mo Bei and the three of them had rich combat experience, and even the little mage had super close combat ability.

With his previous attack method with great explosive power but insufficient dexterity, he couldn't exert continuous fighting pressure on them.

He only hated himself for being eager to kill the enemy, and he only wanted to directly crush the opponent to death with the most powerful attack.The previously invincible attack showed its flaws in this battle, which led to the tragic death of his teammates.

"This damn world..."

Since then, in this world, there is one less person who can be trusted, and one less person who can talk like a friend.

At this time, in addition to the endless hatred for Mo Bei, the barbarian's heart also had an almost desolate hatred for this world.

"Go to hell!!"

Two heavy weapons with a shape between a hammer and a pickaxe hang down by his side, and his legs burst out with great force, stepping out of a large hole in the sand, and flying close to the ground at Milo who has been cursed with aging.

(End of this chapter)