Chapter 2642 Demon Sling

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"Cough cough cough... Gamu, Gamu Gamu..."

Coughing and pinching the flames on the bear's tail, I nervously let go of my arms and lifted the little fox in my arms. I looked up and down carefully and found that she was unharmed, then I grinned.

Well, as long as it’s okay, that’s okay.

"If you don't let me go yet, how long do you want to hold me up?"

The little fox had a look of helplessness on her face. Although this concern made her feel warm in her heart, and she could not help but smile happily at the corners of her mouth, but when she lifted herself up to look at this kind of behavior... did she take my mother's dignity into consideration?

After scratching the bear's head and laughing a few times, I hurriedly put the little fox down, for fear that she would run away, and then I let out a long breath. Fortunately, although it was quite dangerous just now, both of them were fine.

"What was the attack just now..." The little fox's dark eyes revealed a bit of suspicion, as if she knew who the murderer was, but her lack of experience prevented her from making a final judgment.

[It’s unmistakable, it’s the devil’s sling. 】I held the sign high, and the twisted characters on it seemed to show the anger in my heart. It was definitely not because the writing was ugly, but because I was too angry.

The demon sling is a unique type of Harrogath. It is a kind of semi-living body. The great demon Baal captured those demon subordinates who dared to betray him, extracted their souls and injected them into the sling, and finally formed a semi-metal. A half-living body with a certain amount of intelligence. Although it cannot move, its attack power and range are so strong that it can fire a shot at you from ten miles away. It is the super turret of the Hell clan.

However, because the demon sling is only a half-life form, its power will also be limited by the quality of the materials used to make the sling. Therefore, the alliance believes that this half-metal, half-life form cannot be promoted to a high-level monster like other ordinary monsters. Because of this, even if the ball of colored light is the unique attack characteristic of the devil's sling, the little fox still can't be completely sure that it is it that attacks us.

Have you ever seen a demon sling that fires three shots in a row? Have you ever seen the colored bombs thrown by the devil's catapult, whose attack power exceeds the power of the triple flame fist? If the little fox had been directly hit by a bomb just now, she would have been seriously injured even if she was not killed instantly. The subsequent magical aftermath will definitely make her die.

In other words, the opponent can kill a World Power level expert with just one round of ammunition, and it still fires three rounds in a row. How can you let people passing by have a good time?

"Demon king-level demon slingshot, God is really not kidding us?" Looking at each other, the little fox finally accepted the cruel fact, holding his head and wailing.

That's right, it must be a demon sling of the world's power level. Three consecutive shots are probably one of its demon attributes - multi-shot. As for other demon attributes, there must be some, and maybe there's a ghost strike or something like that. Of attributes, that’s awesome. No, I think the most troublesome attribute is teleportation. What if this demon king-level demon slinger can teleport...

No more fun, no more fun, director, I want to stop acting, hurry up and send me back to the original world! ! !

At this moment, the frightening three consecutive bursts of "咻~~~咻~~~咻~~~" came from the distance again. Without saying a word, I took the little fox into my arms and pulled away. run.

This time, the three consecutive shots were still very accurate. They covered the entire escape route in a vertical pattern. It seemed that we could adjust the direction according to the enemy's movement in the middle. Although we reacted a few beats faster than the last time, we were no longer stupid. I raised my head to watch the meteors, but I still couldn't get out of the bomb's reach. With three bangs, colorful and terrifying magic light clusters like gorgeous fireworks exploded, wreaking havoc for more than ten minutes before I dared to Climb out of the pit.

Thanks to the potholes all over the ground, there are places to hide everywhere, even though they will be buried under flaming rubble.

I patted the stone powder on my body and smacked my lips a few times. It didn't feel very painful. Plus the cosplay bear's outrageous recovery ability. What, a demon king-level demon slingshot was just mediocre.

"What are you still doing? Run quickly. Do you want to be hit all the time?"

The little fox saw my trembling expression as I was still recalling the attack just now, and became furious. He stretched out his hand in his arms and twisted my bear ears, causing me a hundred points of psychological damage. This violent little angel The fox turned out to be more terrifying than the devil's sling.

After two shots into the soul, I have mastered the firing time interval of the devil's catapult, which is about twelve minutes. In fact, I am now thinking, should I dismantle that abominable catapult? Even if it doesn't drop anything good, just the catapult materials collected after dismantling it can be used to make at least a quasi-artifact when you take it back, provided you find a good blacksmith.

The little fox has been with my adulterous wife for many years. She knew what I was thinking as soon as my ears twitched. She just hesitated for a second, and the force of her twisting of my ears suddenly increased. I said, what did you just think? Didn't you let go?

"No, the mission is important, and apart from multi-shooting, we don't know the other abilities of the Demon Sling. Didn't you say it yourself? Every strong man who can reach the realm of world power must have some tricks to beat the odds. , if it was really that easy to kill, it wouldn’t be alone (?) in this area, and no one would dare to invade it.”

This makes sense. After thinking about it for a while, the excitement in my heart began to subside.

First of all, we are not sure about the other abilities of the demon sling. Secondly, we are not even sure whether it is the only one that exists in the center of this area, where the demon sling is located. What if there are others of all sizes around it? There are thousands of demon slingers, and as soon as I get close, they will launch a volley of thousands of cannons, which will be great fun.

Of course, these severe imaginary situations are within the controllable range for me, which means that if I find that the situation is not good, I still have time to escape. I may be embarrassed and injured, but I will not die. What makes me give up my mind is the little fox, she is fragile The assassin's small stature can't even withstand a bomb from the devil's sling. The error tolerance is zero, and it's impossible for me to leave her here to explore alone.

In the end, I gave up the little calculation in my heart and chose to run away with the little fox in my arms. I dropped bombs every ten minutes. The intervals seemed to be ample, but the elemental storm after the bombs was raging, and its power was also limited. It was no small matter that I had to hide for at least five minutes, waiting for the elemental storm to subside before I could emerge and move on.

So to put it into perspective... Well, let's walk on our fingers. In other words, between each attack, we only have six or seven minutes to rush, which is about half the time hiding and half the time walking.

As a result, our itinerary will definitely be greatly affected, but there is also an advantage. Under the raging demon slings, it is impossible for any monsters to stop us in this area. We just saw a small group of monsters, probably from He came from other areas and accidentally got lost and ran here. The two sides looked at each other from a distance. Before the other side could raise their weapons and shout "Enemy Attack" and rush forward, the devil's sling shot out a cannonball, and instantly hit this person. A few poor little monsters were blasted to the point where nothing was left.

This is the reason why there are no monsters in this area. Perhaps in the eyes of the demon catapult, all other types of monsters are heretics and must be punished, so under its unlimited ammunition bombing, this place became a dead place. There is only one left standing tall in the center of the area, like an invincible fort that dominates the sky and the earth. It enjoys the lonely mood of a master who dominates the mountains. Of course, there may be a group of friends slingshots beside it. Who knows, Anyway, I'm not going to mess with it now, not yet.

Just walking around like this, it is impossible to rest, and the little fox's space hideout is useless. The space hideout can only avoid being discovered by the enemy, and does not have much defensive capabilities. If the devil's sling is determined With all the bombardment around us disappearing, sooner or later the space shelter will be broken.

So when it comes to range attacks, they are the most annoying.

Fortunately, the cosplay bear has no shortage of physical strength. If he just maintains the fastest speed and occasionally jumps into the forest to play teleport or something, he might be able to run like this for the rest of his life. It is like a perpetual motion machine, not to mention that there are actually You can rest half of the time. As for the little fox, she was held in my arms most of the time. From time to time, she simply stayed in it and was too lazy to leave.

After running for a whole day and a half, we finally almost conquered this area. When the buzzing sound above my head did not sound for about twenty minutes, I stopped running and the little fox lazily Yawning comfortably in his arms, he rubbed his eyes, looked around a few times, and asked.

"arrive?"

I was so angry that my teeth started to itch. This little sky fox was kind enough to protect her, but she really raised her tail and regarded me as a free veteran driver.

"We're here." The white light flashed, and I transformed back into the Holy Moon Wolf. The little fox who still wanted to stay in my arms and was reluctant to move suddenly found that the soft and fluffy mattress turned into a soft and elastic pillow, covering her Her face was firmly sandwiched between the gaps in the [pillow]. She was so frightened that she quickly jumped out and stared at me angrily, as if asking, will I die if I lie on the bear skin blanket for a while longer?

"What, do you still want me to hug you?" I gestured and opened my arms.

"No, no, I don't care about this."

The little fox shook her head and jumped further, as if she was afraid that I would sneak up on her and hug her. Really, are you so resistant? My daughters really like it when I turn into the Holy Moon Wolf and hold them in my arms. Of course, my mother is forbidden to say anything.

"It looks like we are out of the attack range of the devil's sling. What did this guy grow up on? He can actually throw ammunition so far. It's already a hundred times as far as an ordinary sling."

When I looked back, I was surprised. This place was probably thousands of miles away from the center, right? Is this guy too high from drinking Red Bull every day? It has a super long range and likes to stalk us until we run out of its range. How much hatred does this have?

In short, I have recorded this account, and you will have to pay it back in the future.

After resting for a while and confirming that there would be no more drama about things falling from the sky, we embarked on a new journey.

"Actually, it would be nice if the Demon Slinger could continue bombing for a while." The little fox looked quite regretful.

"You are so comfortable hiding in my arms?" I am so angry in my heart. How can you, who is protected by my bear skin and unscathed, understand my grief when the thick and soft bear hair on my back has almost turned into a Mediterranean uncle? .

"Look at what you said, this Tianhu didn't mean that." Seeing that my eyes were quite malicious, the little fox had a soft-spoken attitude and was a little bit embarrassed in his heart, so he patiently explained to me. got up.

"Look at the map, we are almost able to get out of the center. If the attack range of the demon sling is wider, it means that its territory will also become larger. In this way, we can't just get out of its territory. Are you ready? Would you rather walk out of the center without any danger under the attack of a sling, or would you rather step into a new unknown area? "

"That makes sense. Forget it, there isn't much road left anyway. Let's rush over in one go."

After looking at the map, I thought it didn't matter. We have successfully crossed the two dangerous areas. We will kill the remaining road in one go. Maybe the master of the area has just reacted. We can only look at the dust behind our butts and sigh.

"I hope nothing goes wrong."

Seeing the relaxed look on my face, the little fox felt a little relieved. This was a sign that she was not mature enough. After all, although I had known a certain Druid for many years and we were an old couple, we had not spent much time practicing together. I don’t know that every time someone The more relaxed you appear, the more alert you should be.

So, in such a relaxed atmosphere, they rested for a night. The next day, the two of them set out energetically towards the next goal, the last area in the center... maybe?

"This place... looks very bad."

After entering the new area, our originally relaxed and cheerful mood suddenly changed. The entire land, as far as the eye could see, was filled with a thick black evil aura, as if we had arrived at a black grassland.

The little fox was okay, but every time the Holy Moon Xian Wolf stepped on it, it was like stepping on a shit pit. There was no way, the divine attributes were inherently at odds with such dark and evil attributes, so shit pits were used to describe the permeation on the ground. The black aura, I am relatively polite.

Do you want to transform into a cosplay bear? Wait, this is a test, it must be a test for my soul. If I don’t even dare to step in a shithole, what kind of savior can I think of?

Ah, you think I would think so? You are the one who teases me, your whole family is the one who teases me, COSPLAY bears start!

"Hey, that disgusting holy aura is gone...wait, who are you?" Suddenly, a terrifying aura flew over at a high speed from a distance, and appeared in front of us in the blink of an eye.

This is a Balog with black aura lingering all over his body. There is no mistaking it. It comes from the same source as the black aura on the ground. It is the guy who poops everywhere!

Holy Light, look at this damn seal [Beep] Ah San, take a punch from me!

. . . (To be continued.)