"Get ready to take the job."
The little paper figure on his shoulder reminded him.
The fat man immediately opened his eyes and looked around, finding nothing.
But the next moment, he saw something poking his feet.
Fatty was so frightened that he almost ejected himself.
He looked down and found a group of small paper figures lying on the ground with a pile of dazzling spiritual materials. There was a knife among them, which was obviously for him to keep.
Then these little paper figures waved to the fat man and disappeared again.
--tear!
The fat man took a breath.
This concealment ability is so terrifying!
"Damn it, Mu Mu, are you so powerful?" The fat man lowered his voice.
Zuo Dao did not reply directly, but just asked him to work quickly:
"Hurry up, don't be ink. I'll go meet the mountain god to deal with him first, and then I'll come to you. Hold on, this is what Yan Fang said."
"Okay!" The fat man squatted down, like a dragon seeing treasure, his eyes lit up when he touched these materials:
"Oh my god, these are all good things. They are so popular!"
—What counts as spiritual material?
In the cognition of this world, those that are harmless and contain mysterious reactions can be counted.
Similarly, in addition to being extremely polluted and difficult to use, people in this world can count it regardless of whether it is innate or acquired.
This is somewhat different from the understanding of Zuo Dao in the past.
In the leftist world, spiritual materials must be naturally rich in spiritual potential.
So--
The pile of spiritual materials that the fat man touched was of all kinds.
Especially when this guy is holding a red bellyband and giggling——
Zuo Dao, who was rushing towards Yan Fang on the other side, almost fell down.
This person... is so outrageous!
Fatty, this person, became completely different after he acquired spiritual materials.
Apparently the actual tonnage is still the same...
But it always makes people feel as if he has swelled up, and other people's energy and spirit are no longer an energy field at all.
The fat man didn't ask why those little paper figures could come in with spiritual materials. A bunch of soldiers were outside, and three right-wing monks called "monks" came in.
It's better to keep some secrets from each other. The point is that Zuo Dao has done it, and that's enough.
If you ask too many questions, Zuo Dao, a person who always feels dark in his heart no matter how he looks at it, feels that he is too much of a hindrance——
If you send a little wrong information, or if you try to make yourself angry when you cooperate, you will really end up in hell without even having time to cry.
therefore--
Little fat me, I don’t know anything.
The fat man who was hiding Xiao Jiujiu started his own operation.
The spells and ritual imprints in his mind suddenly rotated, and all the spiritual materials evaporated instantly.
Immediately afterwards, Fatty used the General Bureau's common technique - shielding.
Taking advantage of this effect, he poked his head out from the corner "fairly" and stared at the group of the great elder's grandson.
The shielding technique seems useful, but it actually has great limitations.
First of all, if the shielding technique is used in person when others are highly nervous and concentrated, it will most likely fail, or it will take a certain amount of time to become "invisible" in the other person's vision.
And if others are observing the surroundings with malicious intent, or are extremely mentally tough, it will be immediately declared useless.
Therefore, now that Yan Fang is being hunted elsewhere, the use of shielding spells will be in vain.
Even Fatty is here, so he chooses to avoid the crowd as much as possible when using shielding.
According to the information given by Zuo Dao, after Fatty's analysis, there are currently two types of people in the Li family ancestral hall.
One type is panic-stricken and highly nervous.
One type is those with evil intentions and hidden murderous intentions.
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These two types of people are actually very restrained in shielding techniques.
But the good thing is that these people are either hiding or going to "guard" certain places.
Therefore, the fat man's journey was smooth with the help of the left-handed paper man radar.
The fat man who got the spiritual material is now very confident.
The fat man's probing of his head was not in a hurry.
The paper man can provide him with information and the location of others.
But it cannot provide him with a "sense of distance."
What he will do next requires the "sense of distance" where seeing is believing.
There were about twenty people at the side door, all of them holding knives.
The grandson of the great elder, who is the youngest and has the best spirit, looks out through various gaps from time to time, and looks at the sky from time to time, as if waiting for something.
Everyone was like this, so no one noticed the fat man behind him.
When the two black and swollen eyes moved wildly, the ritual imprints in Fatty's mind also started to rotate.
"Ritual·Converting the hidden into reality"
Just as Zuo Dao had guessed before, and as the fat man said when they first came to the turning point of the incident, they shared some details with each other, his ritual was not complete.
Therefore, his ritual realm is more difficult to unfold and less sound than other rituals with ritual realms.
However, this is enough.
As the spiritual material evaporated, a small space vortex appeared behind the fat man.
Immediately afterwards, under the operation of the magic seal, a dozen thin floating shields appeared behind him.
Finally, when the fat man glared, all the floating shields entered the space vortex, and the space vortex suddenly appeared among the people guarding the back door.
When someone noticed something unusual but had no time to warn them, those floating shields swarmed out and floated near everyone.
Immediately, it exploded!
The muffled sound and impact of a lead ball hitting the ground directly caused most people to faint.
The few people who did not faint had their eyes and bodies damaged by dust like pear blossom needles in a heavy rainstorm.
For a moment, they screamed again and again.
At this time, the fat man picked up the long knife that was "air-dropped" from the left path. Like Yan Fang, he chose the two major techniques of "speed" and "focus" to activate, and rushed over like a bison, slashing and killing.
The sharp blade made the sound of tearing flesh and cloth as it slashed, and the blade was deadly.
And the little paper people hidden in the ancestral hall are not far behind.
After Fatty used the ritual to reverse the spatial distance and allow the floating shield to explode, dozens of small paper figures landed immediately. Those who could still stand picked up small paper swords and greeted them frantically.
I don't know if the inspiration for Fatty's technique came from Zuo Dao's spiritual paper explosion technique back in the old building.
But obviously, this thing is very effective, but it is not very economical——
In less than fifteen seconds, all those who could wake up were dead.
At this time, Zhang Chonglin no longer had the shrewd philistine on his face, and his whole person showed a fierce and courageous character.
The fat man gave a thumbs up to the many little paper figures.
Without saying a word, he dealt with the fainting Li family members and those directly related to the great elder.
The grandson of the great elder who was attacked by the first wave of floating shield explosions became the only survivor at this moment.
"Mu Mu, how is the situation of the ancestral hall now?" Fatty asked, wiping the blood on his face.
Hearing this, a small paper man returned to his shoulder and said:
"Our clan leader is still on his way to who knows where.
"The great elder was talking and laughing with the other two elders. They did not leave the Xiangtang. I guess they are waiting for the clan leader to return to plot some tricks. Otherwise, they have other plans. We still need to observe them.
"Of the two elders who left, the elder who followed the other one has now killed the other elder on an inconspicuous path.
"There are no abnormalities in other important roads for the time being, and the Tianlang army and monks outside are also in a state of repair.
"Fat man, what are you going to do next after capturing the great elder's grandson?"
Zuo Daoyan introduced the situation briefly and comprehensively, and then asked the fat man about his next plan.
After hearing this, the fat man's expression changed from tough to bright-eyed, but after a moment of mumbling, he turned to contemplation. Finally, the brave look completely faded, and he wore an awkward yet polite smile:
"Ah this——
"Why don't we just arrest his grandson and threaten him?"
Zuo Dao was silent, he wanted to ask a question...
--That's it?
In this way, Zuo Dao started the teaching mode:
"I said, Fatty.
"Is there a possibility...
"In this situation, might the Great Elder completely ignore his grandson's comfort?
"After all, you only captured his grandson, not his "grandson".
"Oh... that's not necessarily true. I think the great elder's grandson won't be able to be used anymore, so he doesn't have just one grandson no matter what.
"After all, people in this environment have almost no safety measures. As long as their work is not useless and their living conditions are a little better, they can have a family full of children and grandchildren.
"From a big perspective, this grandson is really important, but if you force him to give up resistance, their clan will definitely be ruined in the future regardless of the success or failure of the Tianlang Army's encirclement and suppression outside.
"So the great elder has no other way to go. No matter how important his grandson or even his son is, he has died, but as long as the bloodline continues, there will always be some decent juniors who can support him..."
Zuo Dao Bala Bala said a lot.
Fatty Abba Abba became sluggish.
——That's very good, don't say it next time, the fat man burst into tears.jpg
Fat people are not reckless, they are just limited by too many modern people’s thinking.
For example...
When it comes to children, it’s hard to raise just one, but how many of them can have a second one?
Under the influence of this kind of potential thinking, Fatty feels that it is important to do something like his grandson, right?
It's important, but not so important at a time like this.
But after killing them all, what should we do now?
The movement here must have attracted some people's attention.
So, the fat man suddenly turned his head and stared at Zuo Dao.
"Team leader——
"Come and save me!
! "
In this regard, Zuo Dao naturally blocked this sentence, and Yan Fang had no time to pay attention to him.
"Don't worry, I have a solution."
Fatty's eyes lit up, he actually didn't really ask Yan Fang for help.
My good team leader is not a god, how can he help me from thousands of miles away?
So in fact, what he was looking for was the wrong way.
The little paper man didn't waste any time, and began to teach by words and deeds——
How could he quickly gain the trust of non-traitors by bringing this grandson with him as the son of the patriarch?
Use their lives to exchange the lives of the great elder's direct descendants.
And how do you explain your own behavior?
And how to prevent the great elder's direct lineage from being destroyed without attracting outside soldiers to come in.
Furthermore, it also describes a series of response plans, various preliminary details, etc.
Finally, he told the fat man earnestly and sincerely that it all depends on the manpower. The rest depends on your agility. If you don't do it well, we will eat your seat. If you do it well, we will eat their seat together.
The fat man gradually became sluggish.
His stiff limbs and strange eyes interrupted the little paper man's "quick divine words".
"I said... Lao Zuo." Fatty didn't even use code names anymore.
"Huh?" The little paper man tilted his head.
"Did you study history or conspiracy in middle school?" The fat man was confused.
"Oh..." the little paper man said, shrugging and spreading his hands:
"You mean to say that you can't play, right?"
"Yes, is there any other way?" The fat man was desperate.
"Yes, and it's very efficient."
"What is it?"
The little paper man quickly said:
"For this plan, use all your strength to suck milk.
"Now, immediately, immediately, go pick up the remaining places.
"Then I will create a commotion according to the situation, so that although the interior of the ancestral hall will fall into panic and chaos, it will not collapse, and you will hide your merit and fame."
When the fat man heard this, he waved his hand:
"What are you still doing?
"That's it!"
——A new reckless man is born.
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Yan Fang's side.
If a speed marathon could be held at this time.
From Zuo Dao's perspective, everyone here looks like a laurel crown.
They can really run...
Especially these soldiers.
Even though they had noticed that Yan Fang's escape route was gradually going wrong.
But they are like the strictest robots, only responsible for carrying out the last order they get.
"Fifty meters ahead, rush past at top speed, hold your breath."
While running, the little paper man next to Yan Fang reminded him.
Yan Fang didn't speak, he responded with actions.
I saw his body speeding up again, and the soldiers behind him noticed the clues. In an instant, someone raised a crossbow and tried to shoot. However, the opponent seemed to have eyes in the back of his head and easily dodged it.
The fifty-meter sprint is approaching in an instant.
Yan Fang twisted his body, jumped lightly, and turned around in mid-air. When his feet touched the ground, they inevitably made two marks on the ground due to inertia.
This scene made the iron-like Tianlangjun feel a little moved.
Are you going to stop fucking running?
Tell me about any ambush.
I continued.
Hurry up and kill!
This is their psychological portrayal.
Feeling the malice that seemed to be grinning beneath the mask as the opponent charged——
He held the knife in both hands and took a deep breath.
Yan Fang, choose to believe in the heresy.
If it weren't for the leftist saying: There are cheaper ways to eradicate these soldiers.
He won't waste his precious energy going around in circles like this when he discovers the other person's special physical condition.
In this way, Yan Fang's Tongkong shrank unconsciously as he looked at the opponent forming a momentum.
At this moment, many small paper figures suddenly appeared in the sky above the soldiers.
Each of them holds a cylindrical container made of white paper, like a small cup.
It was obvious that several more little paper figures had been killed.
Then they poured downward.
The Dreaming Sand welcomes the dusk, accompanied by a brilliant fire light, covering these soldiers.
Immediately afterwards, the little paper people plummeted and burned themselves. This action seemed to trigger a dust explosion.
For a time, the place was covered in a sea of colorful fire, and a mysterious wave began to appear.
Yan Fang, who saw this, needed no reminder.
He stepped back instantly, and at the same time a thought flashed through his mind - the technique.
Not far away, Zuo Dao smiled slightly and looked at the mysterious engraving on the ground.
There seems to be a little person inside rubbing his hands in anticipation.
"Let me see what the complete formal art of this world looks like."
After thinking about it, he took a pinch of Dream Sand in his mouth, which had a slight earthy smell, and then nothing else.
"Spell·Sea of Dusk (Modified version of Zang Tiao)"
"Element Condition 1: Sand of Mysterious Dreams"
"Element Condition 2: Dusk
『Element Condition 3: Record and Memory Inscriptions
『Element Condition 4: A large amount of dreamy sand and the same effect can replace the original hypnotic potion
『Element Condition 5: Dream Fall
"Element Condition 6: People
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『Gathering of elements: At dusk, through this method, the opponent will fall into a coma/trance/sinking state, and the engraved lines will be drawn nearby. The person who casts the spell needs to pay attention to the place, and use the dreams of everyone to draw the objects that are not "inherited drawings" The "surgical circuit" was activated and finally imprinted in the mind - Zang Tiao. 』
Zuo Dao narrowed his eyes slightly after flashing through Zang Tiao's message.
I drew the "surgical circuit" in my mind one stroke at a time.
Then the magic circuit on the ground seemed to be affected by some kind of induction.
Every time a stroke is formed in his mind, the ground will also synchronize a stroke. The left path is drawn faster and faster, and the circuits on the ground become brighter and denser.
In less than two breaths, the circuit of the technique was formed in my mind.
Immediately afterwards, his spirit seemed to have been hit by some kind of impact, and his whole person fell into a trance.
The sand of dreams melted away on its own.
Along with them, there were the soldiers who retreated from the sea of fire.
At this moment, they were either standing or half-kneeling, and everyone was in some kind of confusion.
"Mountain God, don't kill him yet, I'm useful." The paper man said urgently.
The paper man also fell into a standby state, and Zuo Dao's mind was completely drawn into it——
Zuo Dao fell into a strange state.
He seemed to be traveling in a world like a broken mirror.
Each lens inside contained a ray of memory, and the next moment he was in an indescribable sea of storm.
The ocean beneath our feet is turbulent, and the waves are like waves and the past that everyone is suppressing in their hearts.
The storm that swept through them was not like a storm, like their various thoughts at the moment.
The dark clouds and thunder in the sky are similar but different from each other. In essence, they are more like their despair for the future.
And Zuo Dao is like a doll on a sunny day, fluttering in the wind and rain.
But this moment only lasted for a moment, Zuo Dao woke up.
In reality, the magic circuit on the ground emits a faint light.
In the Zuodao Soul Sea, magic circuits like duckweed began to take root and sprout.
"This feeling is very interesting." A thought flashed through the spiritual Zuo Dao, and he had a clear understanding.
Just like Zang Ti's own research and speculation based on the fragments left intentionally by Zuo Dao.
There are actually only three steps to successfully perform the technique: Sea of Dusk.
One is time, one is the sand of dreams, and the other is people.
Dusk is the key that determines the characteristics of the technique.
The Sand of Dreams is the key to opening the door to the Dusk Sea, and it is also the quality of the cornerstone.
And people are the nourishment for the budding movement. Strictly speaking, it is not the people themselves, but everyone's soul.
While the spell seal was in operation, Zuo Dao seemed to have enlightened himself, and more understanding arose in his heart.
He has a more intuitive understanding of the spells and the Sea of Twilight.
"Whether it's Li Jia's completion, Zang Ti's presumption, or the fragment of the page, they were all compromises.
"What kind of compromise? Of course it's the materials used and the number of people.
"Low-quality Dreaming Sand will only cause the "integration of elements" to "engraving and fixation" to collapse and fail. Even medium-quality Dreaming Sand is inherently risky.
"As for high-quality products, because they are expensive and rare, most of them are monopolized by official forces, and because they are widely used, even if insiders can approve them, the quantity is not large.
"So on the list, they chose to take the Sand of Dreams into their mouths, and used technology and ruthless work to dislodge them in other places. The "magic circuit" carved nearby echoed the "magic circuit" in their minds, and they were The soul has been pulled.
"The time conditions at dusk dictate that we can only escape through other methods. After all, at this time, it is really difficult to find opportunities for a group of people to sleep."
"In other words, with the most original method, the spellcaster in the element integration stage not only needs to take the Dream Sand, but the person who is knocked unconscious also needs manual intervention. The best is also high-quality Dream Sand. Again It is other spiritual materials that can make people faint, and the last is other methods.
"This step determines the difficulty of imprinting the technique on the spirit, or soul, of the user. It will also affect the upper and lower limits of the development of this technique to a certain extent."
The spell of the Sea of Twilight spell began to be gradually imprinted on his soul sea.
In the soul sea, the magic circuit gradually takes shape.
More messages that seemed to be left by his predecessors gradually emerged in his heart.
"The same goes for the number of people. Why does the final minimum need to be at least six people?
"The six Gein people are the bottom line for activating the magic circuit. The more people there are, the magic circuit will be transformed into a magic imprint, and the mental progress of those who remain in the magic will be faster.
"And the consumption will naturally be reduced, and the risks to the practitioner will be lower.
"If it had been someone else with fifty people, they would have probably sunk, but the quality of my soul is far superior to that of ordinary people, so I woke up instantly.
"corresponding--"
Zuo Dao's eyes moved, and his eyes were no longer at a loss, and he spoke softly:
"I'll finish it soon too."
At the same time, the magic circuit on the ground suddenly dissipated.
The magic circuit in the mind has officially transformed into a magic imprint.
"Spell·Twilight Sea"
"Startup method: Thought rotation. 』
"Basic characteristics: sleep at dusk, physical paralysis. 』
"Negative characteristics: Each time the spell is activated, the user will receive mental backlash after the end, including but not limited to drowsiness, hallucinations, and coma, depending on the time of execution and the degree of operation. 』
"Overclocking characteristics: instant death characteristics (paralysis), Thousand Mirrors Dream Demon. 』
"The price of overclocking: separation of soul and body. 』
The Dusk Sea succeeds here.
On the other side, Yan Fang discovered that after the Dream Sand burned out, the soldiers fell into a special state.
Combined with Zuo Dao's instructions ten breaths ago, he knew that the other party might be taking advantage of this occasion to master some kind of ability.
But he had no intention of getting to the bottom of it, he was just thinking——
These people seemed to be gradually showing signs of waking up two breaths ago, but there was no movement from the little paper figures.
"Are you still absorbing the information naturally contained in the technique?" Yan Fang frowned.
He adjusted his breath and prepared to face it alone.
At this moment, the paper man, who had been away for a while, came online again.
"Mountain God, I'm fine.
"They're about to wake up, let me try out an ability."
As he spoke, Zuo Dao's figure suddenly emerged from the forest.
He also used the technique to focus and move quickly, which made others run into the crowd of soldiers like afterimages.
Under Yan Fang's gaze, the young man snapped his fingers.
Immediately afterwards, a phantom of fire appeared around him, covering the soldiers like a surge.
Waves of waves hit them. The black armor was supposed to be effective against mysterious properties, but it was not effective at this moment.
"Psychic spells? This is the Sea of Twilight? But why is it not gold, but firelight?" Yan Fang was confused and thoughtful.
Li Jia was both the team leader of the mysterious handling department of the General Affairs Bureau, and they met each other without looking up.
Yan Fang knew something about his abilities, after all, he had worked with him before.
Originally, because Zuo Dao had successfully mastered the technique, the dreamy sand here evaporated quickly. Individual soldiers who were about to wake up were hit by the waves of fire. They successfully rolled their eyes and fell to the ground with a thud.
Not only them, but all the soldiers lost their strength to support themselves, fell down stiffly, and fell into various dreams.
These are the two basic characteristics of the technique Sea of Dusk: Dusk Sleep and Physical Paralysis.
After doing all this, the technique was stopped by Zuo Dao, and he himself swayed.
A kind of mental sleepiness surged into my heart, and many shadows appeared in the surrounding scenery.
This is a negative cost.
But with his strong soul quality, Zuo Dao quickly eliminated this state, or in other words,
Suppress it.
Immediately, Zuo Dao made a no-questions-asked gesture.
Yan Fang carefully stepped into the crowd, and after being apart for a long time, the two finally talked face to face.
"Sea of Dusk?" Yan Fang asked.
Zuo Dao nodded: "That's right, Rizang Tiao asked you to give it to me."
"Yeah," Yan Fang hummed, squatted down and took off the mask of one of the soldiers and said:
"I've been on several operations with Li Jia before. He likes to wear all kinds of medicines, and I think there should be some energizing medicines among them."
"Well, no problem." Zuo Dao said.
"Need immediate attention?"
"Don't worry, it will take about two-quarters of an hour."
The seemingly brief exchange between the two contained a lot of meaning.
Yan Fang's opening was to confirm his left-field ability so that he could coordinate correctly with Fatty later.
Zuo Dao immediately responded to confirm and told the reasonable source so that the other party should not think too much.
Later, Yan Fang was kind-hearted and asked Zuo Dao whether he could continue to act normally after he had finished performing the technique and was now suffering a negative price.
Zuo Dao said that he had no problem and was within the tolerance range.
Finally, Yan Xiang asked Zuo Dao to understand the current status of these soldiers, because Zuo Dao had closed the technique.
Zuo Dao replied that there would be no problem in half an hour or so, and Yan Fang boldly began to inspect the soldiers of Tianlang Army.
"Mu Mu, look at this man, something is wrong." Yan Fang shouted.
Hearing this, Zuo Dao also came over.
The soldier whose mask was taken off by Yan Fang had scars all over his face, and the key point was——
There was something wrong with his face, with a dark, silver-gray look, and this was not a race issue. Whether it was the color of his facial features or the pores in his eyelids that were lifted up by the two of them, they all showed that the other person was Chinese. Domain Homo.
"Poisoned?" Yan Fang said after a rough inspection.
Zuo Dao didn't reply. He put his hand slightly into the opponent's neck, and a paper figure penetrated into the opponent's body. It didn't take long for him to feel that he might have some misunderstandings about the so-called martial arts practitioners.
How can I say that this soldier's body is very strong, but it is just strong.
There is no so-called internal flow of Qi in the body, so this can only mean that these soldiers may be explained by external martial arts. The key is to rely solely on left-handed understanding of internal martial arts practitioners.
Her external skills were not enough to keep her body in such a stable state during such a fierce pursuit.
The problem lies within these people's bodies.
There is a certain kind of toxin accumulated in their internal organs, which makes their skin look like this. It is precisely this kind of toxin whose composition cannot be known without detailed analysis that is stimulating their body functions.
Let them fight tirelessly and energetically.
The only uncertainty now is the impact of this approach on lifespan.
Gein wandered around the opponent's body through the paper manikin for half a day, but did not detect the decay of any organs.
So Zuo Dao said:
"I'll look at a few more.
"Overall, Fatty's place is fine."
Yan Fang agreed: "I'm going to collect some weapons, but I can't use them now."
It was obvious that Yan Fang was interested in the opponent's weapons.
His ability relies heavily on cold weapons such as knives as a medium.
The two Li family weapons originally obtained can only be said to be very ordinary.
This affects his upper limit, and I'm afraid there will inevitably be a tough battle ahead, and he will need better weapons.
"Well, you bring more, and I'll ask the paper man to hold some for you." Zuo Dao said.
Then he continued to observe the soldiers and found that all of them had this situation without exception.
There was only one feature that caught Zuo Dao's attention. He found that the more this substance, tentatively regarded as a toxin, accumulates in the bodies of soldiers, the stronger the body structure of those soldiers will be, and vice versa.
"This is what Cheng Bomiao calls the martial arts system.
What?
"It's not just kung fu training in the sense of the past, but a way to build the body functions of soldiers, and then equip them with weapons that can withstand mysterious lethality and with equipment that can resist some mysterious abilities to participate in battle?
"But it's too early to make a decision now. More information is needed. Unfortunately, this incident is probably coming to an end, and we don't have much time left. Next, we need to solve the problem on Fatty's side, otherwise it will really happen. It's never good to be made into meat.
"So I can't waste time to torture the other party. Speaking of which, Elsa's consciousness space communication is really good. It would be great if everyone could have such good communication efficiency."
Zuo Dao thought so.
He stood up and looked towards Yan Fang.
At this moment, the other party was still dressed like that, except that the two long knives were replaced by the sabers of Tianlang Army.
"I'm not used to their armor." Yan Fang shook his head and said.
After all, they are modern people, and this includes leftists, both in the past and now.
This type of armor is not protection for them, but a restraint.
Similarly, their fighting style is not pure killing, except for a certain fat man who is killing as a last resort.
Under the strict thinking of modern people in this world, battles are either resolved quickly through mysterious abilities, or they are locked onto the opponent remotely and given a baptism of fire.
The same is naturally true for Zuo Dao, but he is more pursuing all kinds of plans to determine the outcome. If he can't show up by himself, then try not to show up.
That's why these soldiers didn't even have a bloody fight and fell down after running for a long time.
Thinking determines the result, not that the soldiers are lagging behind, but that the means and fighting methods are completely different, one is intentional and the other is unintentional.
If they are really allowed to fight with swords, even if the fat man is brought here, the three of them will most likely only be beaten. Provided that their status is the same as before. One of them cannot safely cast spells without a good sword, and the other does not have spiritual materials to fear. A fat man who consumed himself to death, a right-winger with no means of direct attack.
But now the situation is completely different. Yan Fang has weapons that he can barely use, and there are more than two of them, which is enough for him to use his spells with confidence and boldness.
Zuo Dao possesses the technique Sea of Twilight, a spiritual attack method. Even if the soldiers are resurrected with full health at this moment, these dozens of people may not be able to cause harm to them, provided that they do not face people who do not know the details. Monks.
At this time, Zuo Dao's eyes moved and he said directly:
"There is some situation over there at the Li Family Ancestral Hall, we have to get there quickly."
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