Reckless Through The New World

At the end of the labyrinth, there is a relatively wide hall, which can accommodate about 40 or 50 people to move freely in it - of course not playing football, but playing table tennis should still be possible.

This hall is the same as the previous labyrinth, with red lights flashing on the walls. But unlike the labyrinth, the light on the four walls of the hall can already be seen clearly, emanating from red crystals large and small. The floor of the hall was even more mottled with purple and black, and there was a **** smell that was too thick to dissipate.

Just after the stone wall was smashed through, the **** smell that was so thick that it almost condensed into substance floated over, and the travelers who smelled it all changed their color. How many people died in the hall with such a heavy **** smell!

"Fuck! There's no such exaggerated taste in the game..." Seton said with a bitter face, "Do you want to fight in this environment? It's so troublesome!"

"I won't let you in if I want to fight."

"Yes, in your current state, going up is also a gift..."

Being laughed at by his companions like this, Seton was not angry at all, but nodded: "Since it's none of my business, then I'll dodge, bye."

As she spoke, she turned into a ray of light and went back to the castle.

"She's quite direct..."

"Forget it, let's take a break and start working!"

The members of the "evil faction" were talking and laughing, passing through the holes in the wall one by one, through the last passage, and headed to the front hall.

They have already seen that a burly figure is standing in the center of the hall, waiting for them.

[I want to go home (Long Biao): already rushed into the hall, there is only one opponent, and he is extremely burly. 】

[Librarian: That should be "Manu the Slave Trader", Norman Speak's subordinate, who seems to be in his early 70s. The race is Beastman, the skill template is Warrior, and it has the special abilities of "Virus Bite" and "Poison Breath", so be careful when fighting. 】

[I want to go home: Understood, don't worry! 】

Everyone can see the conversation in the chat channel, so this introduction of Harmony naturally makes all members of the "evil faction" understand the opponent's ability.

A legendary warrior with two special abilities.

"I always feel that since the War of Independence in Ellands, there have been more and more legends..." Someone muttered, "Could it be that this is the prelude to the so-called recovery of spiritual energy and the emergence of powerful people?"

"Aura revives you ghost! This guy is a legend!"

"Even if it's a legend, there's nothing to be afraid of, it's just a legendary kitchen knife. We have output, control, and milk... Well, the milk is indeed a little bit worse... Anyway, there is only one enemy. A group of people beat him one. , what's there to worry about?"

Dark Knight, the Necromancer who said this, soon realized the truth of "the flag should not be planted indiscriminately".

Manu did not intend to talk to the transmigrators, and he rushed up as soon as everyone entered the hall. He waved the thick and heavy knife in his hand that looked like an enlarged bone chopper, and slashed at them.

Dakset, who was walking at the front, tried to block the attack with his shield, but as soon as he touched it, he let out a strange cry, and his body suddenly split in half and fell to the ground.

[Manu attacked you with the "Demon Bone Chopping Knife". 】

[The main structure of your body is a skeleton, which triggers the special effect "Bone Chopping" of "Devil Bone Chopping Knife". 】

[Your spine is cut off. 】

Such an attack is deadly enough for ordinary people, but it is not a big problem for the undead. Just bragging about being killed by a knife, Dakset felt very shameless and shouted: "Everyone, be careful of his knife! That knife has the special effect of slicing bones!"

However, his reminder had no effect - even in the entire guild, he was the only melee character whose main body structure was a skeleton. The other two skulls are remote, one is a bone bow, and the other is a necromancer.

Therefore, until Darkset used both hands and feet, climbed out of the battlefield painstakingly, put himself together again, and then cast a spell to heal, still no second person was hit.

With two heavy armors as the main force, Long Biao and other melee combat as support, the traversers firmly held the frontal battlefield, so that Manu had no way to break through their obstacles. So the members in the rear can launch long-range attacks to their heart's content, with arrows and magic, bombarding him one after another.

Manu's stature is quite large. This huge stature gives him great strength and abundant vitality, and also makes him an excellent target when he is attacked.

Tall and wide, it's perfect both horizontally and vertically.

He was wearing armor made for him by Norman Speak, which was exceptionally strong and well-protected against magic. The effect of the long-range attacks of the traversers on him is not very significant - at least every attack, the effect is not significant.

If it were an ordinary adventurer, facing an opponent who didn't seem to be hurt or itchy no matter how hard he fought, he would probably already be exhausted and scared. But the traversers were not moved at all—in their impression, the boss should have thick skin and thick flesh, and he should not buy it no matter how he fights.

A level 70 boss is besieged by a group of people with level 50 and 60. It won't surprise you if you fight for an hour or two, and it only took a few minutes. What's the hurry?

For this battle, they all brought enough supplies. Arrows are calculated by "bundles", potions that replenish magic power are calculated by "groups", and even the "fine grinding stones" that can be used for emergency maintenance of equipment in battles, each person brings a dozen pieces. Just prepare to fight a protracted battle, thirty to fifty minutes is not much, not more than one or two hours, if necessary, it is no problem to fight for a day and a night!

But Manu has a problem!

The huge body naturally consumes a lot of energy. Each of his blows is powerful, but each blow also consumes a lot of physical energy. After a few minutes of attacking at one breath, he felt a little tired.

This is simply unimaginable for a legendary warrior, but he is not a legendary warrior after all, he just stole the opponent's power by devouring a legendary warrior.

In the face of weak opponents, he has enough power to win. But in the face of the transmigrators who can block his attack and are still fighting back, his strength is not enough.

Gradually, his movements slowed down, and his mouth began to gasp for breath.

"This thing can't stand it!"

"come on!"

"Hack him!"

The "evil faction" transmigrators are all fierce people who have killed countless monsters, and Manu's performance was immediately seen through by them, and suddenly became more and more excited, screaming and swarming up.

Manu still wanted to struggle again, but at this moment, he had found an opportunity from just now, and the necromancer Kelvin, who was secretly rubbing his ultimate move, roared and crushed a section of his phalanx.

The broken bones turned into a dim light, which instantly crossed half of the hall and hit Manu's mouth.

At this moment, a vigorous figure rushed from behind, stopped in front of Manu, waving a long-handled sword, blocking everyone's attacks.

...but he was obviously late.

The most vicious slave trader in the Western Continent grabbed his throat with both hands, and he clearly felt something entered his mouth and then directly into his stomach.

Immediately afterwards, he covered his stomach and fell to the ground, roaring in pain.

The gloomy rays of light that the phalanx turned into contained extremely terrifying toxins and curses, and when they entered his stomach, they would be destroyed. However, he has a strong vitality and can repair the damage he has suffered to a certain extent.

This didn't save his life, it just made him suffer a little more in vain.

Because the guy who suddenly rushed out and held a long knife had an unknown origin, and he didn't seem to have any intention of taking the initiative to attack, the traversers took a few steps back for the time being, and the two sides confronted each other without saying a word.

On the ground between them, the slave trader was just upside down, rolling and twitching, wailing and moaning intermittently.

After about four or five minutes, he finally calmed down after a violent convulsion, spread out his body, and stopped moving.

The black cursed poisonous water continued to overflow from his pores, staining a large area of ​​the ground wet. In the thick **** smell in the air, there was a disgusting stench.

This wicked and brutal guy has become a monster, and what remains in the world in the end is such a disgusting putrid corpse.