Chapter 22 (2/2)
He couldn't help shouting, but the voice was drowned in the terrible burst of lightning. The next moment, the flame burst from ye Chui's chest swept Locke's body mercilessly.
From a distance, it was as if the chef suddenly had a bright blue palm on Ye Chui's chest. Fearless of the long sword in Locke's hand, he hammered Locke heavily and pushed Locke off the ground.
The door of the cell was opened on one side of the corridor, and facing the cell was a wall of the corridor, so Locke's body hit the wall heavily under the impact of the lightning.
With the ”crackling” sound of the current flowing on his armor and long sword in his hand, as well as the sound of broken bones, even the modified corridor of the whole cave seemed to tremble, and a few grains of dust fell from his head.
No one can survive such an impact.
Fortunately, Locke was electrocuted by lightning before he was installed on the wall.
Ye Chui doesn't know how strong the current excited by two quadruple lightning flame scrolls is, but he is sure that such power can electrocute a person. The moment when a strong current passes through the body is enough to destroy all organs of the body.
Even for ye Chui, although there was a thick layer of animal skin between the scroll and his armor when it burst out, and his body was wrapped with a layer of animal skin in order to support this large armor, he still felt a never comfortable feeling of crispness.
And that kind of impact even made him push back a few centimeters involuntarily.
He took a few breaths in his mouth and looked at Locke, who had slid down the corridor and was silent. Bursts of white smoke kept coming out of him.
This man is dead.
Ye Chui made this judgment, then walked out of the cell with some difficulty, slightly distinguished the situation outside, and looked at the other side of the corridor.
The corridor is very long, at least three feet long, and magic lights are lit on the walls around it.
In the middle of the corridor, Busca was standing there with a stunned face.
Just now he followed Locke's underground corridor. As soon as he reached the central part of the corridor, he saw that Locke who opened the cell door was concentrated head-on by a destructive lightning, and then Locke's body hit the wall of the corridor heavily.
The impact full of a sense of power directly made his whole person stiff and frightened, so that he was foolish in his place.
But when he saw the tall armor figure coming out of the cell, his survival instinct finally woke him up. He turned around and ran to the exit of the surge.
Ye Chui, wearing heavy armor, naturally couldn't catch up with him, but fortunately Ye Chui didn't have to catch up at all. He raised his left arm. A porcelain vase was wrapped around his left arm by animal skin, just like pointing the porcelain vase of his right arm at Quinn just now. Ye Chui pointed the mouth of the porcelain vase of his left arm at buska who was running away. His right hand still held the long red sword. At the moment, he put the long sword aside against the wall, gently pulled off a certain animal skin on his left arm, and found a thin line. The line was tied to a broken porcelain piece. Ye Chui's right hand in armor awkwardly grabbed the broken porcelain piece and pulled it hard. Ye Chui tore the thin thread from the ragged bed sheet and linked a magic scroll in the porcelain bottle through the mouth of the porcelain bottle - previously, the porcelain bottle in Ye Chui's right arm could be activated directly through his fingers because there was a gap under the porcelain bottle, but the porcelain bottle on his left arm was complete, so ye Chui could only activate the scroll in the bottle with thin thread. When the leaf droop pulls off the thin thread, it will also open a scroll in the porcelain vase. It's a double wind magic scroll. The strong wind burst out suddenly in the narrow space of the porcelain vase, followed by a snap sound, and the porcelain vase burst. But it doesn't matter, because with the burst of the wind scroll and the rupture of the porcelain bottle, other things in the porcelain bottle have been squeezed by the powerful force suddenly emerging in this narrow space, and have rushed out of the mouth of the porcelain bottle like a shell. Yes, ye Chui made a shell. And with the eruption force of the wind scroll, the gun was ejected. This simple and even ridiculous shell was shot at buska***** This novel has been translated byand if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation