The blacksmith grunted angrily after receiving such a heavy blow, and immediately threw his left hand at Mo Bei in front of him, intending to push him to the ground and hit him with a few hammers to vent his anger.
Mo Bei kicked off the thick arms that were hugging him, and jumped out laterally, but his feet tightened and he was caught upright. He felt that his body was about to be pinned to the ground, and he felt terrible in his heart. Activated the Halo of Resistance.
A rapidly rotating ice arrow passed under Mo Bei's pulled leg and penetrated the blacksmith's left eye.
Mo Bei felt a chill in his crotch, and was immediately thrown out by the howling blacksmith.
After the blacksmith threw Mo Bei away, he reached out to pull out the arrow. The barbed arrow broke his eyeball, and red and yellow liquid suddenly splashed out.
Mo Bei barely managed to master his balance in the air and landed on the ground, still involuntarily clamping his legs and shuddering.
After taking action with the ice arrow, Milor put on his javelin and threw out a blazing white thunder light, hitting the blacksmith's right hand that was swinging the hammer, trying to make the other party's weapon drop.
The right arm was obviously thicker than the left arm due to long-term use of the hammer, and the abnormal grip was like welding the palm of the hand to the hammer handle. Apart from being a little burnt black by the electricity, there was still no effect when swinging the hammer.
Although he lost one eye, the blacksmith did not seem to be in a frenzy. He swung his hammer and accurately swept away the continuously thrown javelins while quickly approaching Milor.
The most depressing person in this battle is Perona. The damage her fire spells can cause is very limited. Even the compressed fireball can hardly leave any trace on the blacksmith's blue skin. The weapons that tried to use telekinesis to contain the opponent were simply ignored by the blacksmith's huge power.
The little dwarf's eyes were almost on fire. He raised his hand and condensed the hellfire into a slender pillar of fire, which continued to hit the blacksmith's face. This attack did little harm to the blacksmith with a very high fire resistance, but it caused damage to his sight. No matter how he shook his head or blocked it with his left hand, Perona could quickly adjust the angle and spray the flames on his face.
The blacksmith was so irritated that he had no choice but to turn his head and strike at Perona, but it seemed a bit aimless.
After a brief period of breath adjustment, Mo Bei launched another charge in the direction of the hammer. He collided with the blacksmith's blind blow. The crystal sword penetrated between the blacksmith's ulna and radius, and then dwarfed and passed through. Pass under the arm, twist the crystal sword and turn the blacksmith's arm over.
This was obviously very painful, and the blacksmith let out a violent roar, raised his right arm, and swept his left hand across, trying to catch Mo Bei in his hand again.
Mo Bei's crystal sword was firmly restrained in the tight muscles and bones, and the whole person was lifted up. Facing the grabbed left hand, wave your shield to block it.
The blacksmith felt something coming into his hands, and subconsciously grabbed it tightly and pulled hard. He tore Mo Beilian's sword from his right arm, swung it high and was about to throw it to the ground.
Mo Bei decisively dropped his shield and was thrown into the air with inertia.
The blacksmith smashed the shield in his hand into the ground with a bang, but a long wound was cut behind him by Mo Bei who fell down. The tear was triggered again, blood gushing out like a fountain.
The Blacksmith, who was extremely arrogant when he first appeared, suffered defeats in a few rounds. Even though he had strong defense, he looked a little miserable now.
The hammer hit the ground again, knocking the three people away. The blacksmith shook his head and reluctantly opened his left eye that had been blinded before. A dim yellow eye rolled twice and recovered unexpectedly.
What a perverted recovery ability. When the three of them saw this, they all felt it was a bit tricky.
He could only keep attacking to suppress this guy's health. Fortunately, the wound torn by the crystal sword showed no signs of healing for the time being.
The level of Milor's ice arrow is a bit low, and the freezing effect is a bit insignificant for this powerful BOSS sitting in the military camp. The razor fork can slow down the blacksmith for a moment, but Mo Bei is determined not to allow Milor to fight in close combat.
The blacksmith's hammer sweep is almost a range attack. The Amazon's dodge skills are greatly reduced under this attack, and there is no speed burst skill, which is too dangerous for melee combat.
The difficulty of this battle is not the opponent's speed, but the almost abnormal defense and recovery ability.
As long as the fight continues, the blacksmith can be brought down. Even without Perona's fire damage, their team's attack power is still the most abnormal among teams of the same level, and the hellfire also has an excellent disruptive effect.
Milor stepped on the shield that was ejected by the blacksmith's hammer, kicked it to Mo Bei, and then continued to attack around the blacksmith.
The blacksmith swept away the poisonous spear thrown by Milor with a hammer, but was immediately enveloped in the poisonous mist. Then, a bolt of lightning hit the wound that penetrated his right arm. The skin and flesh immediately rolled and the wound worsened.
The pain of being penetrated by lightning made the blacksmith almost unable to grasp the weapon in his hand, and Perona let out a soft drink at this moment. There was an electric arc bursting out of the eyes under the mask. He used telekinesis with all his strength and pulled the hammer away from the blacksmith's right hand. It landed heavily a few feet away, bringing out a stream of sparks and continuing to slide forward.
The blacksmith almost swooped out, trying to retrieve the weapon, but a pillar of fire suddenly shot over his eyes, and he flicked the hammer handle with his sharp nails, but in the end he failed.
Mo Bei rushed towards the blacksmith lying on the ground like a chariot. His shield hit the ugly face again, and at the same time he kicked his foot, kicking the heavy hammer further away.
The blacksmith could no longer keep calm. He quickly reached out with his left hand and clasped it on Mo Bei's shoulder. He angrily pressed Mo Bei to the ground and hit him with his right fist.
Mo Bei barely blocked the punch with a heavy blow with his shield, and the crystal sword once again shaved a deep wound on his right arm that was visible to the bone.
Milor switched out the halberd and swept the hammer away like a relay. Then he swung the halberd, charged up the force while running, and stabbed the blacksmith's eyes wide open with anger.
The attack came from the left, and the blacksmith subconsciously raised his left hand to block it. The palm of his hand was pierced by the sharp halberd blade, but this man held the trident in his hand extremely arrogantly, and then flew out with a kick, kicking out Mo Bei who had just escaped from the control and had not had time to stand up. The left hand exploded with great force and pulled the trident from Milor's hand.
Mo Bei was first pushed to the ground by the blacksmith based on his strength and size and was beaten wildly. Then he was kicked into a gourd. As soon as he stopped, the blacksmith used the razor fork as a javelin and threw it at him. He hurriedly raised his shield. The trident bounced off the shield and penetrated deeply into the wall behind.
"Damn..." Mo Bei also had real fire at this time, spat out blood foam, and raised his hand to drink a bottle of mana potion. He launched a charge and caught up with the blacksmith who was about to pick up the weapon. He slashed the crook of his leg from behind with a sword, and then struck him with another sword in his backhand.
The two consecutive strikes of the tendon-breaking force caused the blacksmith to kneel down on one knee, but he still rolled on the ground trying to grab the hammer not far away.
A roaring thunderbolt struck directly between the raised back mounds of the blacksmith who was almost lying on the ground. The blacksmith's body instantly tensed up and let out an unprecedented howl.
Mo Bei seized the opportunity and slashed the blacksmith's stretched neck with his sword. The sword edge was stuck halfway in, and then hit the crystal sword with a heavy blow from the shield, finally cutting off the blacksmith's head with a face full of pain. Down.
Looking at the blacksmith's back mound that was still smoking, Mo Bei gave Milor a thumbs up with a cold sweat on his face.
"The angle of this attack is very tricky! It seems to be a critical hit without a doubt!"
Milor was a little embarrassed and turned around to pull out the trident from the wall. Although Renault had explained this kind of vital attack before, it was still a little uncomfortable to do it for the first time.
Mo Bei picked up a hook and sickle gun from the ground, blue.
Dirty hook and sickle gun
Hand damage: 6-21
Durability: 48 out of 50
Strength required: 50
Required Level: 6
Polearm Class - Fast Attack Speed
Prevent monsters from healing themselves
Why is this obscene? This should be called the hook and sickle of justice! Mo Bei couldn't complain about the naming of the equipment.
It's a pity that the attributes are so poor that there is no chance to appear in the BOSS battle.
Perona threw a piece of gold chain mail over and had already identified it.
crucifixion coat
Chainmail
Defense: 105
Durability: 45 out of 45
Strength required: 48
Required Level: 5
13% chance to cast level 5 charge bomb when hit
+53 attack accuracy
+29% enhanced defense
Spell damage reduced by 1
Fire resistance +12%
+1 illuminate range
Um. . The suffering human shield suit. Let's see if we can change to other equipment.
Speaking of the meat shield outfit, Mo Bei obviously felt that it was much easier to block after putting on the dark gold inlaid armor. In the past, the attribute that increased the chance of blocking only appeared on the shield. At this time, without changing the shield, I can finally feel the power of this attribute through comparison.
Simply put, it is to reduce the chance of being attacked by an attack whose strength exceeds one's own, and to break through the block.
Previously, when he faced a joint attack by the three elites under the countess, it was a bit difficult to block. Now he can survive the blacksmith's heavy punches without losing anything, and the improvement is quite obvious.
There is also a special necklace for druids.
Beast Wings
necklace
Required level: 15
+1 summoning skills
+21 life
Poison resistance +12%
Cold resistance +11%
Fire resistance +17%
Resistance to lightning +12%
44% extra gold coins obtained from monsters
very good, very powerful! It's a pity that none of my friends specialize in summoning.
It would have been a tragedy for Alvin if he had chosen the summoning system in the first place. I have never seen a druid summon a dog like that.
The three of them cleaned up the trophies and continued to march towards the depths of the armory. According to their previous understanding, the blacksmith's lair was deep in the armory.
This armory is connected by many warehouses, probably to keep weapons and equipment dry, and there is not even a window. Just like a basement. And the area is really not small, so the air seems to be very sluggish.
The building structure is not complicated. It is mostly a winding passage connecting the warehouses.
After clearing out the monsters that kept pouring out along the passage, the three finally came to a huge room with several furnaces, which must have been the blacksmith's lair.
Mo Bei sniffed carefully, but couldn't smell any smoke at all. It seemed that this place had not been under construction for a long time. These monsters were obviously unable to run the blacksmith workshop.
He noticed that there were so many furnaces here, but only one anvil remained, and it was also rusty. It is speculated that when the blacksmith first occupied this place, he did use the remaining materials here to forge something, and even other anvils were melted away.
Later, there was nothing left to work with, so the blacksmith probably had no choice but to wander around here.
Now those things probably went to Rogge's camp after the monsters were killed, so where will the hammer be? . . .
