The first priority of hunting is to find a suitable target.

But this is not the case in battle, and the people of Rotao regard those who challenge their powerful prey as honor, and the scars left by the fierce battles are like their medals.

Every male lion on the grassland has experienced at least one such battle, and that is the moment when they transform from a kitten to a man.

Red hid in the shadow of a rock, watching the battle below—he narrowed his eyes, and after so much of this battle, he lost the passion of his past, and there was only mildness and indifference in his silver-gray gaze.

He grew up and learned how to distinguish truth from lies, and then he gradually understood many things.

He slowly stood up, the metal ring engraved with the glorious surname on his mane clanged as it shook. Red reached behind him with his claws, grasped the hilt of the holy sword steadily, and pulled it out inch by inch.

Shortbeard was swinging his long arms to flung the disordered minions away, and the Greytree was highly rated for their strength, almost reaching an A+ level, giving them an overwhelming advantage against these small creatures. But their movements were clumsy, and each swing of their arms could only push the long, narrow, blue shadows back a little.

Only a few monsters were swept away by its claws, flew out and crashed into the rock wall, shattering to pieces.

The cracked crystals shattered into the ground, but no one looked at them, and they gradually lost their luster and turned into inconspicuous gray stone flakes, which lay dormant in the dust.

At this moment, a gray light flashed in the darkness, and a sharp rock rose into the air under the guidance of the crab-shaped monster.

As if intent on luring Shortbeard into attacking, the tall Greytree fanned the three crystal monsters high into the air. But before it could rejoice, the sharp rock in mid-air suddenly flew towards it in a broken line, through its arms that it had not had time to retract, and hit it in the chest.

The Treant let out a roar of pain, lost his balance, and fell on his back.

At that moment, the crystal monster in the canyon seemed to have found an opportunity, and it surged up like a dark blue tide.

"Protect it!" Amatolan shouted at this.

The Electors immediately surrounded the fallen Shortbeard and raised their shields to form a line. "Change the flail!" The commander of the warrior detachment gave the order, and the Iron Guards, all of whom were masters of weapons, gave the order to drop the spear in their hands and remove the flail with the meteor hammer from behind them.

In positional warfare, chained weapons pose a greater threat to these dexterous creatures than spears. After a period of fighting, they finally got some tricks up their sleeve to fighting these monsters.

The tactic quickly worked, and once the wielded hammer entangled those opponents, the Iron Guard behind them could incapacitate them with a forceful pull. Immediately someone on the left and right stepped forward and smashed their crystalline heads with a hammer.

Compared to the astonishing dexterity of these monsters, the strength provided to them by their size is only average, which is an obvious weakness in front of the Iron Guard, who excels at strength.

And the rangers have also replaced with conical arrows with armor-piercing ability-

"The Wizard is out."

Amatolan slashed a crystalline monster out with an axe, and shouted again. He saw that the Constructed Crab was coming out of the canyon, and that was their real threat.

The few healers on the team gathered together and unleashed a few healing spells on the fallen Shortbeard, but the Holy Aether had little effect on the Treants. The crowd couldn't help but look at each other, Ameya didn't accept false believers, and there were no druids among them.

Shortbeard shook his head slowly, and sat up from the ground with one arm propping himself up, "Humans, you are no match for them. Let me stop these things, and you continue to escape along this canyon—"

Alyssa turned her head when she heard this.

The tall tree man said as he pressed his hand to his chest, and a green glow seeped out from beneath its gray-white bark.

This scene seemed familiar to the people of the Holy White Stone Guild, and the people in Hydra in the distance also noticed the movement here, and couldn't help but look at it as well.

Everyone couldn't help but be silent for a while, although they had only known each other for a moment, but the two Greytree people had either already given their lives for them, or were ready to give their lives for them. If they were stronger, why not?

But they know very well that even if they can stop this wave or two, what is the point?

People couldn't help but look at Amatolan, their leader.

"Maybe we have a way?"

Amatolan sighed and looked at the tall Greytree Man. He had the heart to step forward and stop the other party, but he knew that they couldn't do this.

Shortbeard shook his head, "You must leave before the Overseer arrives, or it will be pointless." But you remember that we are not for you, but for the survival of this area, and if you want to live, go down this canyon—"

"Overseer?"

Shortbeard was about to speak, but it was then that it saw a silver light.

Not only it, but the shield guards of the Holy White Stone in the front row could also see clearly that the light falling from the darkness, the Armored Cancer, was moving sluggishly, passing through the pass of the canyon, slowly approaching in their direction.

It was like the tip of a spear that glistened coldly, plunging from the top of the cliff and piercing its back.

That's the big cat people.

He finally seized the opportunity and swooped down from the cliff, his long mane blowing wildly in the wind.

He held the holy sword in one hand, and his narrowed silver-gray eyes reflected a larger and larger target, and with the help of the falling momentum, the sword went down and plunged into the thick crystal layer.

In the darkness, the silver light flickered, the blade of the sword went straight to the hilt, and the next moment Red landed heavily on the monster's back. The massive construct sank downward, followed by a scream of rage.

Its six claws were fixed to the ground, and it shook its upper body violently, trying to shake the intruder off its back. But the Lion Paladin stretched out his claws and firmly fixed them to the gap between his back armor, and let it sway from side to side, but he didn't move.

But the opponent's movements were not hindered in the slightest, which made Red realize that his sword had not hurt his vital point. According to the fashionable saying, either the monster's health is too thick, or its own sword doesn't even pierce the opponent's crystal armor.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see the damage figures that Ed often talked about, and he couldn't look through the battle records, so he could only ask for help from Parker's communication crystal pinned to his collar:

"What's the matter with this sword?"

"Gray damage number, 372, Mr. Red." He was answered by the voice of Miss Naturalist.

Gray, is the armor damage, and the damage of this sword is even lower than the attack of the destroyer in his hand, not to mention his strength multiplier and the potential energy bonus of falling from that height.

This can only show that the hardness of the opponent's armor is also surprisingly high.

He changed his strategy and pulled the sword from its back with his backhand, bringing out a crystal shard from between the crystal layers, and then rounding the sword towards the hilt of his eye.

The blade of the sword sliced away a large piece of crystal, along with one of the opponent's eyes.

The latter's vision instantly darkened by half.

Finally feeling threatened, the cancer leaned over and slammed into the rock wall on one side. Red immediately let go of his claws and rolled off them. It was too late and too fast, and the giant crab slammed into the rock wall with a bang, and several cracks appeared in the rock formation, and sand and gravel fell in a row.

The big cat man landed and rolled underneath it. The crab reacted and dropped its sharp claws in turn, but they were all one step behind Red. The Lionman Paladin moved not so nimble as a knight but like a sword dancer, lunging forward, avoiding the last of its falling claws.

Then he reflexively slashed his sword, and the cold blade slashed flat over its claws.

"The goddess is above!"

Red roared.

The crystal cracked, and the giant body suddenly leaned, losing its balance and slamming into the rock layer again.

This dazzling exchange almost stunned the people of the Holy White Stone Guild.

Is this a big cat that came out of there? In an instant, the giant crab that had made them so anxious was restrained, and before they could even make it clear, the monster crashed headlong into the cliff.

Alice's gaze was even more incredulous, and she opened her mouth.

However, although the Constructed Crab fell, it did not lose its combat effectiveness, and it still had five claws left, which was enough to restore its balance.

It tilted slowly, turned, and raised a claw, slamming its hammer at Red. The big cat man was short, and the claws staggered over his head, and the giant claws struck a sharp rock, shattering it.

Without Kita's reminder, Red also noticed that the other party's dexterity was not high, and according to Ed, his evasion and balance did not drop much.

It's just that after the sharp rock shattered, the stone chips did not fall, but were suspended in mid-air. A circle lit up on the crab's claws, and the next moment sharp stone flakes flew towards him like a storm of blades.

"Be careful!"

He heard a girl's voice remind him that it was familiar, but Red didn't dare to be distracted, and raised his holy sword and clanged to block the stone shards.

It's just that each piece of stone contains a huge amount of strength, and it is not easy for him to dissolve it, so he can only block while being forced to retreat, and soon he is out of the melee range with the giant crab.

After the other party forced him away, he immediately let out a low-frequency scream, and patches of dark blue light flickered in the darkness, which were the crystal minions that surrounded him.

As described in the journal, the upper Crystallizer can command the lower Crystall.

However, Red stretched out his left claw, and a golden streak of light appeared, pushing several crystal minions that were close together and flew out.

At this moment, Amatolan woke up like a dream and shouted: "Ranger, help him!" ”

The Ranger squad leader had long since died, and at this moment he was personally in command.

The rangers also realized this opportunity, and no longer stingy, opened the special quiver, opened the bow and arrows, and shot a rain of arrows in that direction.

The highly armor-piercing, but also extremely expensive, Adamantite Conical Arrows had the same effect on the crystalline armor of these monsters, and the rain of arrows that rained down from the sky almost brought a rain of death.

Shattered crystal minions fell to the ground.

It's a pity that such an opportunity can't be repeated, otherwise they only need to be like those local tyrant guilds, and have dozens of pure gold arrows in their hands, so that they can effectively contain the attack of these monsters.

But the big cat people still seized the opportunity.

He turned and slew at the troll—

The opponent's level is very high, and he is still superior to him in terms of strength, but his clumsy mobility limits its play, and of course, it is also important that he preemptively cut off one of its claws before.

Trolls, on the other hand, use earth-based spells, but they don't work as well at close range. Of course, this is only on offense, and the big cat man is also tricky defensively, and the opponent protects his remaining paws well, not allowing him to approach easily at all.

He was about to think of a way to take another risk, when - he heard a voice coming from the communication crystal:

"Mr. Red, please step back a bit."

It was Fang Yuan's voice—

The Lionman Paladin looked up just in time to see the sharp rock protruding above the cliff, and the Armored Crab had already reached the bottom of the sharp rock in the previous rounds. He paused for a moment, and then understood Fang Yuan's intentions, so he put away his long sword and stepped back.

But to his surprise, as soon as he retreated, the constructed troll that had made him think that his intelligence was very low actually looked up very vigilantly.

Then it saw the rocks jutting out from the top of the cliff.

I don't know what kind of thought prompted it to make such an action, and when it saw the sharp rock, it subconsciously took a step back.

A flash of light bloomed from above the cliff, and then there was a loud bang, and billowing sand and gravel flew down from the top of the cliff. After this loud bang, the sharp rock slowly tilted, and in the second loud bang, it fell.

The people of the Holy White Stone Guild couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw this scene.

They didn't know if the falling boulder was holding down the monster, but it blocked the entrance to the canyon anyway, isolating the crystal creatures from the other side.

They are safe for the time being.

Seeing this, Shortbeard couldn't help but pause and put down the hand that was pressed against his chest.

"Go ahead and clear the enemy!"

There were still some remaining opponents in the canyon, and Amatolan was afraid that his own people would let their guard down because of this, so he hurriedly gave a loud order.

But he himself lowered the blade of his axe and looked up, as if he had only realized that there were other people on the cliff. And in his gaze, the man quickly appeared above the cliff top.

The other party looked down condescendingly, and then said in a voice that was deliberately rough:

"Listen up, everyone, we are mercenaries passing by, do you need help here?"

In a trance, Amatolan thought he was having a ridiculous dream, so how did you come by to this place hundreds of meters underground? He looked up at the unsightly man on the top of the cliff, but while they were suspicious, they were at least humans, not monsters.

"Friend," he cried out, "as you can see, we're in trouble. ”

"We see," replied Fang Yuan, "where are you going?" ”

Amatolan would love to say – we want to get back to the ground. But he is not stupid, and understands that although the other party is full of nonsense, he also appears in this place, and most of them are trapped under it.

He paused for a moment, looked at the shortbeard behind him, and then said, "This Mr. Treant said he was going to take us to a safe place. ”

This is exactly the answer of Fang Yu and others.

He looked at the gray tree man, and if he expected it to be true, the place where the other party was going should also be where the owner of the voice was before.

Fang Yu thought for a moment, pinched his throat and said:

"We can escort you to that place—"

He muffled his voice as if he were coughing up phlegm.

Behind him, Kita and Sky Blue almost laughed and bent over, and the naturalist was a little better, and the latter almost laughed and turned his back on - so what the hell is a passing mercenary?

And their regimental commander deliberately pretended to be a low voice, which sounded like a dove calling.

Sky Blue burst into tears and laughed, her eyes suddenly widened, her face turned pale, and her open mouth gasped. Frightened, Kita hurriedly slapped her, and the poet coughed heavily, and said breathlessly:

"Ahem, it scared me to death, Brother Ed almost laughed at me, haha......"

But then Shesta shook her head, and under Sylvid's instructions, she walked over and lifted the two little ones up one by one.

Amatolan was stunned, he suddenly understood what the other party meant, and also realized why the other party called himself a mercenary - this was simply taking advantage of the fire.

But the other party did show corresponding strength in the previous battle, especially the lion man paladin who fought against the giant crab, and his personal strength was far above them.

If these people are all at this level, it will not be a disadvantage to ask them to escort.

He paused for a moment before saying, "I understand the rules of the mercenary world, and we will give you a reasonable reward." ”

With a bang, he heard the sound of something hitting the ground coming from behind him.

Amatolan looked back and saw that it was Miss Nightingale who had not held her knife. Alice looked at him a little nervously, and hurriedly bent down to pick up the dagger.

But Amatolan didn't think too much about it, he had almost failed to hold his tomahawk himself.

But no sound came from the top of the cliff.

Amatoran frowned, thinking that he had promised too easily, giving the other party the illusion that he could extort more.

However, he has already made up his mind that no matter what the other party says, even if they all die in this place, they must not accept the other party's price increase again and again.

Their Holy White Stone Guild also has a name and surname in this area.

But this is what he thinks too much about-

Fang Yu didn't answer, but turned around and heard the voice of the big cat man in the communication crystal:

"Ed, that higher-level Crystalloid is nearby."

"What?"

"They seem to have learned their lesson, and you didn't bury them underneath the landslides you made earlier," Rhett's voice was a little serious, he held the crystal in one of his paws, and looked around in the smoke and dust, "Remember what was recorded in the log, I suspect that there are higher-ranking crystalloid beasts nearby directing them." ”

Fang Yu suddenly became vigilant.

He turned and looked to the other side of the canyon, but what he saw almost didn't make him scream.

More faint blue light appeared in the darkness in the distance, and they gradually converged into a torrent like dotted fireflies, rushing in this direction.

What's more, he saw many larger creatures breaking through the ground beneath the loose rock formations, though he couldn't make out if they weren't crystallizers.

But apparently, they certainly weren't here to welcome them.

In Kita's previous analysis, the strength of the crystal giant crab was close to the thirty-third level, and it was also the most tricky type of creature of this level.

As for the higher-level Crystallizer, what level should it be? Level 35? Level 40?

He almost took a light breath, picked up the communication crystal with some solemnity, and said:

"Mr. Red, get out of that place first."

……

After a moment of silence.

Amatolan finally waited for the other to answer, and he saw the man appear again on the top of the cliff, looked at them quietly, and then spoke:

"Things may change, folks."

Sure enough, Amatolan thought to himself, these damn insatiable people, they are like vultures in the wilderness, eager to peck at the last shred of carrion on their corpses.

He was ready to refuse.

In any case, they must at least die with some dignity. He glanced back at the tall tree man and thought he was a little sorry for the shortbeard man.

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