When the assassin heard Lu Yuan's words, his heart trembled, and he subconsciously stabbed the dagger in his hand hard! But a flexible force blocked the blade. It was as if it was a layer of tough dragon skin that could not be cut no matter how hard he used his hands.
"Bigby's protective palm," Lu Yuan explained, gesturing to his slightly clenched left hand. "But you have to tell me, why is all this happening?"
Lu Yuan was not pretending, he was really depressed - by the way, he had slain dragons, suppressed bandits, and even killed half a dozen gods! He has not deliberately hidden these things. He believes that as long as those "big people" are careful, they should be able to investigate... Even if he really hides it too deeply, what about the "tavern rumor system" promised? Besides, at his level, there is no need to show off to ordinary people (I think he has forgotten the dark history of pretending to be sexy even to little girls).
The assassin's mouth was full of bitterness, and he opened his mouth not knowing how to answer this question. But his skill with his hands was not slow. He pulled out another strange-shaped dagger in his left hand and stabbed Lu Yuan with both weapons in a row, stabbing Lu Yuan in the back with ten consecutive blows! However, it was of no use. The flexible and transparent barrier seemed to be punctured at any time, but it was always just a little bit closer.
"Hey, I haven't finished asking the question yet. How can you run away over there?" Lu Yuan ignored the assassin working hard behind him, put down the hammer with his right hand, and shook it toward the door! "My left hand and right hand move in slow motion..."
"Crack!!" Blood sprayed out from the void like exploding water balloons in all directions, dyeing the area three feet outside the door red! A squashed armored figure gradually turned from transparent to solid. The soldiers inside were obviously dead, and their limbs were twisted like dolls that had been played with, and their bodies were not intact.
"Bigbye Vajra Palm... Hey, why did you run away again before I finished speaking?!" Lu Yuan flipped his left hand and pushed the assassin weakly, "Bigbye high-five!"
There was only a chaotic sound of "Qili Kacha", and the assassin who was sent flying by this palm had no idea how many bones were broken in an instant! His body was stretched like a rag bag and flew backwards, knocking out another transparent figure who fled towards the door. The man rolled to the ground following the assassin. He was an elf mage wearing half a robe.
War Mage Thief, your assassination combination configuration is very reasonable.
At this moment, the assassin who was shot with broken bones all over his body just wanted to say, "You shoot him when he runs away - me! No! Run!" Although he was vomiting blood and unable to speak, his sad expression, not to mention Lu Yuan, even The Thalmor elf mage who fell to the ground understood all this...
"Um, I'm sorry, my hand slipped... Who makes you so handsome? It seems that you were plastic surgery in Bangzi Country. If you don't beat me, you won't be Chinese!" Lao Lu reluctantly explained in embarrassment. I thought so at the time One push. The assassin also wanted to cry but had no tears. How did you see that I was handsome when I covered my face? Also, I have only heard of Nords, Bretons, and Imperials, but who are the Chinese?
"And I don't understand!" Lu Yuan suddenly looked sad and angry, and his expression changes were even more exaggerated than a little fresh meat. "I am just a blacksmith with a good job, squatting in the blacksmith shop all day long! Gou...I have lived in troubled times, and I don't want to be educated and reach the princes. Why do you insist on assassinating me?!"
What he said was a sense of righteousness and a sense of sadness - it was as if Falkreath's manpower, food, faith, weapons, land, troops, support... all had nothing to do with him. ! The performance was so careless that he even believed it after he finished speaking.
"It's impossible for you to say that I am the core. I am the core, right? Just like many people say that Ulfric is a fool, but I think he is definitely more than a fool. By the way, that old bastard Ulfric is now Where is he? Did he run away? I have to settle the account with him for the assassination!" Lu Yuan said indignantly as he geared up.
The magician looked at the assassin, and the assassin looked at the magician. Then the two of them silently raised their fingers and pointed at the fully armored warrior who had been tricked.
"... Damn it, you said he is Lao Wu?!"
When Lao Lu came to understand, he didn't know what to say for a moment. "Big Brother, please help me," Lu Yuancai said after being silent for a while. The new force fielder pulled off the warrior's shriveled helmet. Although the soldier's body was severely deformed, Lu Yuan, who had been beheaded with Ulfric, could easily recognize it. This is Lao Wu... Lao Wu, have you finally lost it?
"Even if you climb mountains, you will eventually encounter a tiger. It's not surprising that you are here today, Lao Wu. Forget it, the debt will be wiped out after death. In this case, we will be settled." Lu Yuan felt that it was too stingy to continue arguing with a dead man. (Background music: "You are not stingy at all"), so I decided to let it go.
"Now it's your turn. Is there anything you want to say before you die?"
"Uh~uhh~~ (Then can I not die?)" The assassin vomited blood and gestured.
"You want to die quickly? What a man. Since you say so, I promise to help you." The assassin trio seemed to be a temporary organization. The magician fled aside and took the time to put a shield on himself, without stopping Lu Yuan at all. the meaning of. Therefore, Lao Lu made a fist with his right hand and punched it down like this, "Bigby attack punch!"
"Pfft~", another pool of flesh and blood.
"Wait, wait! I have another question!" Seeing Lu Yuan kill another person ruthlessly, he then turned his attention to him - he was covered with seven or eight layers of protection such as dragon skin, magic shield, etc., and he pulled a Ice wall, the elf magician who summoned a group of skeleton kings on the left and right said quickly.
"you say."
"Master, you have used five magic spells: Bigby's Protective Palm, Bigby's Vajra Palm, Bigby's Flying High Five, Bigby's Helping Palm, and Bigby's Attacking Fist..."
Lu Yuan nodded slightly when he heard the magician repeat the magic name accurately. He is indeed a magician, and his brain is easy to use.
"Excuse me, Master, you are not Tyrande. Your real name is Bigby, right?"
"..."
Your real name is Bigby, right? It's Bigby, right?
——The five hundred words written by the assassin in front of him were not as critical as the question asked by the elf magician, which had a huge impact on Lu Yuan!
"It's breaking the news, it's breaking the news. Lu Yuan, the most pretentious person in the multiverse, who once defeated the magician god Azuth, is now following Bigby as his younger brother..." It seemed as if this was already ringing in his ears. the sound of.
Forgive me for being unruly and dissolute all my life and caring about face. At this moment, Lu Yuan wants to slap his hand like He Shen and "make you owe it"! He made a mistake and became Bigby's fanboy. This is simply unbearable! If word gets out about this—wait a minute! Why did it get spread? Lu Yuan's eyes fell on the elf mage. This matter - it can't be spread!
"Hey~ Bigby, I've never heard of it at all." Even though he was determined to silence him, Lao Lu quickly changed his posture. He replaced his open palm with a raised middle finger and poked the elf mage, "Broken!"
Whether it was seven or eight layers of protection or an ice wall, it all disappeared with such a poke.
"What, what is this?!" The magician didn't know that he had just lit up the Death Star, but he was frightened and hurriedly added a magic shield.
"This magic is called Lu... called Tyrande's contemptuous middle finger." After he finished speaking, he replaced his middle finger with his index finger, and casually poked at the summoned King of Bones, "Broken!" The king-level undead showed no resistance. The power turned into broken bones.
"This is Tyrande's decomposition index finger." With a casual sweep of his index finger, the magician's shield was decomposed without a trace of fireworks.
"I, I will fight with you!" The elf mage put his hands together with a ferocious expression and raised a huge fireball!
There's a widespread rumor in the multiverse - when you don't know what to do, get five fireballs! There is no enemy that five fireballs cannot defeat. If there is, then five more! "Eat my fireball!" the elf mage roared, throwing the fireball that was charged to the limit towards Lu Yuan! Defense was useless anyway, so he simply gave up!
"Tylande's defensive thumb." With a thumb push, the fireball flew back, burning the elf mage to ashes - leaving you without defense!
"Tylande's Forbidden Ring Finger," the elf mage was speechless - speechless. I wonder how you can use magic.
"Finally..." Lu Yuan made a charming orchid finger gesture and raised the tail of his finger. "Tylande's little finger... I poke! I poke! I poke, poke, poke!"
The elf mage was stabbed so hard that he was bleeding all over his body, and he saw that he was dying! He opened his mouth helplessly, but unfortunately even his screams were suppressed.
"Hahaha~ Let's see who can reveal my secret this time!" Lu Yuan smiled more like Dongfang Invincible.
"Click~" Something fell from the attic window and hit the floor of the blacksmith shop. Old Lu's laughter stopped abruptly. He maintained a proud and smiling posture, his neck raised little by little as if it was rusty. I saw Ella standing outside the window of the rooftop attic, with one hand trembling with her front fingers and the other hand covering her mouth, her expression was extremely shocked!
"I never thought you were such a shemale Tyrande!"
