Chapter 718 (1/1)
Lothar felt close to death. In short, he felt like he was dying. This sense of despair does not come from emotional pessimism, on the contrary, it is rational. Having experienced systematic and strict training, the count of Heishan is very aware of the limits of his combat ability and the powerlessness of a soldier in the face of an opponent several times his own. This kind of weakness is especially reflected in his opponents have experienced no less than their own training, but also have a close cooperation and high morale. In the face of such an opponent, Lothar's only advantage is that his innate muscles and body structure are more suitable for moving in the air. As for his opponent, the sea demon, or the shark toothed sea demon, he seems somewhat helpless in the air.
”Ding!” When the weapons collide, the sparks light up the dark hole. Luosa chooses to deceive the enemy who surrounds him. He suppresses the enemy's weapons with his Tomahawk, and forces the other party to change positions with himself by brute force, hoping to get rid of the situation of being attacked by the enemy from both sides. Unfortunately, the sirens who surrounded him had better dark vision than he had, and the evil wind in his ear reminded the count that at least two weapons were coming towards him from behind. This is Lothar's judgment in an instant. In this case, the best choice the knight can make now is not to protect himself, but to minimize the damage he will suffer and create opportunities with his own injuries.
”Ha Lothar roared, and his left hand, holding the Tomahawk, suddenly let go. The strength of his right hand was naturally less than that of the suppressed siren, and the siren obviously did not expect that the count would suddenly withdraw his strength. He instinctively ran forward, and his right shoulder was seized by Lothar's left hand, ”help me block it!” The poor siren, unable to stop his car by his own strength, became the count's human shield under the guidance of Lothar's left hand. He was stabbed in the chest before he could even ask the enemy to stop. However, this shield was not as good as the close armor. The sharp spear weapon of another sneaker evaded his companions and punctured under Lothar's right rib!
The count clenched his teeth, pushed the human shield forward with his left hand to block the enemy on the left, and his right hand directly hit his opponent's head with the handle of his Tomahawk, knocking the enemy into a seven meat and eight vegetarian diet! It's time to lose. Although the enemy who was knocked out is like fish on the board, Lothar still chooses to withdraw from the encirclement first. He stepped back two steps to make sure that no one could catch up with him immediately. Then he turned his head and searched the darkness for the traces of other companions. Soon, he saw the phosphorous fire not far away.
When it comes to how the squadron and these sirens fight each other, Lothar is in fact at a loss. It happened after they left the giant's hand bones. After learning the important information about the giant's recovery, the purpose of the team changed from exploring to finding a way to leave here. As for the entrustment of shell people, the result has been very obvious. The birth of shell people is entirely due to the energy dissipated after the death of thunder giant. Now the giant is about to recover, let alone release energy for the shell people to reproduce. Before long, the shell people who are still alive may be absorbed by the bones that raised them like the thorn crowns of their hands. However, in spite of the fact, the team did not rush back to report the news to the shell people. In any case, judging from the reaction of thorn crown, the shell people would not panic because of this, but with the recovery speed of the giant, they knew it earlier and later, and the difference was not big.
So before that, they hope to have a look at all the giant bones in the safe area under the guidance of the thorn crown. First, they want to further confirm the progress of the giant's recovery. Second, they also need to search for clues to the exit. Third, before seeing the missing giant skull, all the people are more or less uneasy because of the conjecture put forward by fitis. Anyway, it's crazy for thunder giant to be beheaded. And these angry squash toothed sirens, as if they had grown out of the dark, attacked the restless party.
The number of them is far more than that of small teams, and the strength of each of them is no less than that of Lothar and fioni. However, the most important thing is that the attacking team has a very clear idea of fighting and kills them separately. Almost at the beginning of the attack, the squadron used various methods to widen the distance between the members of the squadron. Even if some casualties were involved, the possibility of mutual assistance between them was also expanded. The witches had the ability to prevent this from happening, but they hesitated, because the attraction of magic in this space made them fear, and this hesitation made the situation become what they were seeing. Lothar did not know how many people besieged him, and he did not know how many enemies there were. The pyrotechnic torch was first knocked down and extinguished by the other party at the beginning of the attack, and the contact between members was blocked. In the count's feeling, now they are like a group of deer separated and driven by hunters. They can only run in the light of fire and the roar of hounds.
As the glow of the phosphorous fire drew closer, Lothar noticed the unique ornaments on the sea monsters with their backs to themselves, and their identities became more certain. Blood loss is quite fatal on the battlefield, especially for those who use heavy weapons such as Warhammer and Tomahawk. The lack of oxygen supply in muscles makes it impossible for them to use their weapons smoothly, and the speed of action and reaction will decrease. Of course, the count understood his condition. It was not that he did not want to stop bleeding from his wound first, but the current circumstances did not allow him to do so. The long handled weapon, which pierced his skin and armor, had tiny conch like barbs at the top, which increased the severity of the wound. Even Lothar wondered if his internal organs would fall out of the wound if he ran so fast. Fortunately, he is very close to the fire and can still hold the fire under siege. This person should be one of the three witches, or two or more team members who have not been separated. As long as you meet them, the situation will change.But Lothar didn't think of one thing. Why must those who hold phosphorus fire be their own? The sea demon, who was facing his back, suddenly turned around as if he had been attacked. The count ignored the wound and rushed into the breach at the right time. However, he did not notice the disdainful smile of the sirens on both sides. ”Poof!” The sudden pain came from two cold, damp long guns, the heads of which passed under his ribs. Lothar stares at the gun from her belly for a few seconds before she finally understands what it means. He raised his head and tried to discern the blurred vision. Then she saw the man with the torch coming step by step. He recognized the man, jequia, the chief hunter of the shark tooth tribe. Her sharp teeth in the dark blue glow of phosphorous fire constitute a nightmare that the count will never forget.
Rosa's tinnitus grew louder and louder. What he could finally hear was the voice of one of the two sea monsters that had stabbed him, ”what should we do with this human being?”
”Kill him.”