Faced with the killing intent directed at him, Chen Mo did not panic.
"Pichu!"
The petite yellow figure jumped up from Chen Mo's shoulder, astonishing electric light gathered in the center of his fist, and collided with the cold-gleaming sickle.
The two forces collided for a moment, and Pichu was slightly better. Under the brilliance of the thunder fist, he punched the opponent several meters away and stopped at the edge of the pit.
Chen Mo looked at the brown elf that slowly climbed up from the ground, stood like a mantis, and continued to maintain its fighting posture, and slowly read its name.
"Scythe Helmet."
In fact, when he saw the deep pit in front of him, Chen Mo had some guesses about the appearance of the fossil pterosaur.
In the original Unprinted Chapter, Xiaozhi and the Rocket trio once fell into an underground cave due to an explosive explosion.
There, they met Sickle Helm and other ancient elves who were considered almost extinct.
This group of elves did not die, they were just sleeping in the underground cave. The sudden intrusion of Xiaozhi and others not only disturbed the Sickle Helms and others, but also attracted a big guy.
That is the fossil pterosaur that is also sleeping in the cave.
This plot is very similar to what Chen Mo is currently experiencing.
Since the fossil pterosaur flew out of this pit, it is quite reasonable for the fossil helmet to jump out of the pit.
but…
Chen Mo looked at the sickle helmet standing alone in front of the pit, and a doubt arose in his mind.
Just one?
Just as this idea came up, I saw several more figures jumping out of the deep pit one after another. Immediately afterwards, some reptile elves carrying snail shells on their backs slowly came through the gravel-paved passage. Outside the pit.
One, two, three... until the entire periphery of the pit was filled with their figures, and elves continued to surge upwards.
Chen Mo looked at the ammonite beast family and sickle helmet family that appeared in this group, and he felt bad.
And at the same time.
thousands of people in temporary camps.
Ah Hui and Brother Yi, who were watching the live broadcast, felt their hearts drop to the bottom.
"Brother Mo, it's dangerous..."
Although Pichu had an absolute advantage in the battle with a sickle helmet just now, a group of people came directly now. How to fight?
Although Chen Mo still has three elves, Ghost Stone, Bibi Bird, and Absolu, the gap in numbers between the two sides is really too big.
"Big trouble..."
Chen Mo looked at the pair of red eyes. Although he was a little panicked at first, he quickly calmed down.
really.
This group of elves, who had just woken up from a long slumber, were in an extremely unstable mental state and held extremely malicious intentions towards all moving creatures they saw.
But there is good news. When Chen Mo used the [Detection Eye] to detect these elves just now, he found that it may be because they have not eaten for a long time. Except for a few elves, the status bar of most elves There is a weak negative BUFF hanging on it.
This is also an important reason why Pichu was able to have the absolute upper hand in a brief confrontation with Sickle Helm, whose level was obviously higher than it.
Facing the ancient elves who were ready to make a move, Chen Mo sighed softly.
In this case, we can only fight.
Chen Mo's eyes gradually became determined.
"Bibi Bird, use tornadoes to block their movements. Ghoststone and Pichu, take this opportunity to prioritize attacking Scythe Helm, which has higher speed and agility!"
Strike first to gain the upper hand.
"Beep!"
Without any pause, the moment he heard Chen Mo's order, the Bibi bird in the sky took the lead in attacking.
It flapped its wings, and the violent storm rolled up rubble all over the ground, instantly forming a huge tornado near the pit, covering the sickle helmets in front.
Immediately afterwards.
A dazzling electric light and a purple-black wave beam burst out from Ghost Stone and Pichu almost at the same time, heading straight towards the Scythe Helmets who were restricted in their movements by the tornado.
Against a sickle with rock and water attributes, Pichu's electric shock can be said to have a natural advantage. Coupled with the special training during this period, Pichu, who is on the edge of evolution, is increasingly able to use the power of the electric ball. The power of the electric shock can be said to have been greatly enhanced. The moment the electric current touched a sickle helmet, it lost its fighting ability.
Although it does not have an advantage in attributes, the newly added Ghost Stone is not weaker than any elf in Chen Mo's team in terms of strength. In terms of its huge skill pool, it can almost be called Chen Mo. First among the team.
Under the strafing waves of evil, several sickle helmets were unable to even struggle, and immediately lost their ability to fight.
This scene made the audience in the live broadcast room dumbfounded. Ah Hui and Brother Yi, who were still worried at first, were also stunned.
[Who said this would be a fierce battle? You tell me this is also called a fierce battle! ? 】
[Judging from...the numbers, it should indeed be a fierce battle...]
[It seems that we have all misjudged the strength of Mo Bao. Pichu is no longer the elf who only acted coquettishly and cutely before. The newly added Ghost Stone is even more powerful. Needless to say, Bibi Niao has always been a stable member of the team. It is not incomprehensible that a big daddy, coupled with the cooperation of these three elves and Mo Bao's command, can have such an effect. 】
【Grass! Then what was I worried about just now? I'm the clown myself? 】
[Don’t be too optimistic, everyone, pay attention, there are elves in that pit constantly climbing up! 】
As the audience said, Chen Mo was not relaxed at this time.
Although Absol and Poison Rose are also helping to share the pressure, there are too many elves emerging from the underground caves.
Here Chen Mocai has just solved a few sickle helmets and spiny ammonite beasts, and soon new sickle helmets and spiny ammonite beasts have been added, not to mention the fossil helmets and ammonite beasts that have not yet evolved. More.
"It's not a good idea to continue like this..."
Chen Mo frowned as he looked at Pichu, who was already starting to look a little tired due to the constant discharge of electric shocks.
The best way now is to find a way to block the deep pit again to prevent more awakened ancient elves from climbing out of it.
But the problem is that the area of this deep pit is not small. Currently, none of the five elves on Chen Mo's side have the ability to fill up the deep pit in a short time.
Just when Chen Mo was at a loss, a painful roar suddenly came from above his head.
Immediately afterwards.
The silhouette of the fossil pterosaur suddenly fell from the sky to the side of the deep pit. The moment those ancient elves who were still restless saw the fossil pterosaur, there were expressions of fear on each other's faces, and they all headed towards the underground cave. The interior recedes.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
