Yihong Tower is crumbling.
The Xiuchunjing hanging on the roof was shaking like a sieve. Han Dongwen stood there with his heart in his throat.
"Sect Master! If you can't handle it, please take this beast outside!"
He shouted loudly, and Yang Kai in the air heard it and turned around and cursed angrily: "The villain said it lightly, I can't control where this monster goes! Even if you take it out, are you going to Was this sect sacrificed? I have been so unlucky for eight lifetimes that I have taught you a bunch of white-eyed wolves..."
Yang Kai cursed and Han Dongwen clenched his teeth.
Now how to do?
He racked his brains and thought, could it be that at this moment, he closed his eyes and collapsed on the ground, returned to Lord Wen and asked him to arrange for people to come back to rescue him?
The three lieutenants will definitely not embroider pillows like Sizhou. In the current situation, even if there are monsters separated by one generation, from the original game data design, they are equivalent to dealing with the old version of large-scale dungeon bosses. The new version of elite monsters should be no problem.
However, the starship has already stopped at the capital of the Principality of West Asia at this time, and this thing cannot jump. Even if they can defeat it, the question is, can they make it over?
Even if you come here, do you have to expose your biggest trump card for the sake of a Yihong Building?
"Get away!"
Tang Xiaobei, who was standing by, roared angrily, and with quick eyes and hands, he swung a hammer from bottom to top, knocking away a remnant West Asian soldier who took the opportunity to rush up from the side. The man hammered in mid-air and let out a muffled grunt. Suddenly it flew out like a puppet that had lost its strings, and hit the corner with a thud, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
"hehe……"
West Asia was extremely angry, but he still stared fiercely at Han Dongwen and the others. Even though he was already breathing more out than in, he still showed a gloating smile.
"Just...even if we didn't blow up this building, what can you incompetent people do with our holy beasts?!"
His chin was already stained red with blood, and he raised his head and laughed wildly: "Jack! Go ahead, trample them all into powder, and bury them with all our brothers who died here!"
"This bastard talks a lot..."
Tang Xiaobei had a gloomy look on his face, holding the giant hammer in his hand and dragging it on the ground as he walked slowly over.
"Wait." Someone grabbed her.
"What are you waiting for? Even if our building can't be saved, it's still a loss if you kill one, and gain blood by killing two. I'll just..."
She turned her head impatiently and suddenly found that it was Han Dongwen who was holding her back.
"He just said...explosion?"
Han Dongwen's eyes were already shining brightly, and he pointed in the direction of Yihong Building with great excitement.
"Go, get the fire-calling crystal, the fire-calling crystal is still there.!"
Fire crystal?
After a brief period of silence, the group suddenly became excited.
"Fuck, it's the thing that blew up the building!"
"That tmd is just a box of grenades, which are much easier to use than swords!"
A glimmer of fighting spirit ignited in everyone's hearts, and Han Dongwen waved his hand: "Come! Everyone rush to the bottom of Yihong Building and drag the box back to me. Let's find a way to blow this thing up!"
The officers, soldiers and players immediately picked up their weapons and rushed towards Yihong Tower. Even if there were occasional remnant soldiers from West Asia blocking them along the way, it could not slow them down at all.
The West Asian who was beaten away by Tang Xiaobei was leaning against the wall, his face ashen, breathing heavily, and staring at Han Dongwen with hatred in his eyes.
"Look at me?"
Han Dongwen looked at him, with the corners of his mouth raised: "Okay, keep your eyes open and see if the plan you, the great strategist, contributed to us is actually useful!"
"Captain, is this it?"
The journey back and forth was not far. Tang Xiaobei and others ran back carrying a heavy box. Apparently, they had a lot of blood and scars on their bodies because of this charge.
What several people dragged over was a heavy locked box. Han Dongwen frowned and looked at it: "Is this the box over there, nothing else?"
"No more, I guess."
Tang Xiaobei spat beside him, grabbed his giant hammer and put it on his shoulder: "This living habit is really damn good. Can you remember to lock the bombs when they are not in use? Break this thing open and see You’ll know just by looking at it!”
"Don't!"
An officer and soldier stopped her with quick eyesight and quick hands: "Why are you contractors so reckless? This is filled with fire-calling crystals. If the force is too strong, all of us will be blown up into the sky!"
Tang Xiaobei clicked his tongue disdainfully, turned around and kicked the West Asian man: "Hey, your bomb is packed in here, right?"
The West Asian smiled disdainfully and said provocatively: "Smash it open and take a look. Then you'll know?"
"Bring the box over here."
Han Dongwen's voice came from behind Tang Xiaobei, and she turned around in surprise: "What...what should I do?"
"give it to me."
Han Dongwen smiled tiredly, straightened the box in front of him, and gently placed his hand on the copper lock.
In his field of vision, the copper lock shone with a faint light, and the light on the lower left side of the keyhole was particularly strong.
He raised the dagger in his hand, gently thrust the sword into the keyhole, and applied a slight force toward the lower left. With a "pop" sound, the copper lock opened.
The most elementary copper lock cannot stop the most elementary snitch.
The big lid of the box was opened, and the crystals in the whole box exuded a blue fire color, which was even more radiant under the reflection of the surrounding firelight.
"This is it!"
Tang Xiaobei slapped his thigh and raised his head excitedly to look at the giant wolf: "What do we say? Throw it up and blow it up?"
Han Dongwen shook his head: "You only have one chance. If you miss the target or make the beast fly and then explode, it's all over."
Everyone looked at each other, Han Dongwen sighed, raised his head and shouted to the sky: "Sect Master! In a moment, you can lead the monster towards me!"
Yang Kai cursed and agreed. Han Dongwen turned around and looked at the people around him. He found the ragged Sherlock Hook among the crowd and waved to him tiredly: "Come here."
"Captain, tell me." Sherlock Hook said softly.
Han Dongwen thought for a while, then took out the dagger behind him and stuffed it into his hand: "Do you remember the blind bear we met last time when we were escorting building materials? Just like last time, you took my dagger and ran away, towards Throw it from a distance!”
He planned to make his own bait, wait for the moment when the giant wolf rushed to detonate the fire-calling crystal, and then use the prayer beacon to leave!
In such a sensitive place, church skills such as prayer beacons cannot be used openly in public.
But the explosion of the fire-calling crystal happened in an instant. Can the prayer beacon be transferred in time?
Han Dongwen himself was unsure.
"You guys, run as far away as possible. The further away you are, the better."
Han Dongwen's tone couldn't help but explain. Several people looked at each other and understood what Han Dongwen was going to do.
They didn't know about the prayer guide, so in their view, there was no doubt that Han Dongwen was ready to sacrifice himself.
"team leader!"
"team leader!"
The atmosphere became a little emotional, and Han Dongwen cursed secretly: "Let's go, let's go, don't delay things here!"
Tang Xiaobei cupped his fists: "Captain, although you are just an NPC, your behavior can be regarded as a pack of explosives to blow up a bunker. I am convinced! Everyone in the live broadcast room can see it, you are a hero!"
Naturally, Han Dongwen shouldn't be able to hear these dramatic words, so he could only look into the distance with a straight face, cursing in his heart that I have a way out, and it's for my own industry, let alone a trumpet, how can I Can you compare with the people's heroes?
"Go away!" he yelled.
Without further delay, everyone clasped their fists and evacuated the place. Han Dongwen lay on the ground, holding the entire box of fire-calling crystals in his arms, and let out a sigh of relief.
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