Volume 12 [Creation! The Death of the Terminator!] Chapter 17 Slap in the Face? Headshot!

As San Zai spoke, he kicked the lumber cart next to him casually. The firewood piled on the cart scattered all over the floor, revealing the bodies of several giant blue wolves that were pressed against it. , that woman was originally irritable and furious, but obviously the giant cyan wolf left a deep impression on her, so her eyes suddenly showed an unbelievable look, as if she had been slapped hard, and she had to Keep your mouth shut.

The man holding the mace hesitated for a moment. He was obviously a person who was good at dealing with and communicating, and he immediately smiled and said:

"If that's the case, then it's a misunderstanding. We have to be careful in the face of a powerful enemy, so excuse me for disturbing you."

Originally, the matter had ended here, but the woman suddenly screamed again:

"Let them keep the wood and stones. This is what our teammates paid for with their blood! We were attacked at that time, and they must have stood by and watched from a distance. When we were both injured, they would jump out and reap the benefits! This kind of thing You scum should get out of our Dark Alliance, you don’t deserve to be a part of us!”

After hearing what this woman said, not only the man holding the mace became a little hesitant, but also the people around him looked at Sheyan and the others a little strangely. Zi suddenly stood up, looked at the woman intently, and said calmly:

"I just want to tell you one thing."

The woman holding the silver long bow said confidently:

"What? It's too late to beg for mercy now."

In Zi's eyes, two points of extremely sharp light suddenly bloomed. Anyone who saw the light in her eyes felt very uncomfortable, as if there was an extremely sharp needle that was about to pierce deeply into the mind, and The thin needle was still spinning and twisting, which was completely irresistible.

Immediately afterwards, Zi's eyes turned into dragon-like vertical pupils. This was familiar to Sheyan and Liao Shi, but something even weirder happened. Double pupils appeared in Zi's eyes! !

When Sheyan saw this appearance, he immediately realized that Zi had also stepped into the ranks of temperers at some point. Her mutated limbs were eyes!

The woman suddenly let out a shrill scream, and she even began to flee the scene quickly, but under Zi's lock, the Sith Demon's Jie Jie laughter resounded throughout the audience, and then echoed in the valley.

The woman's throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand. She slowly lifted her feet off the ground and hung them in the air. She kept pedaling, but she couldn't break free at all. Her face turned purple. At this time, her posture But he said coldly:

"Killing you is only a matter of a blink of an eye. Do you need to benefit from it?"

The rough man holding a mace suddenly smelled something abnormal and immediately shouted:

"don't want!"

However, the moment he called out, the woman's head had already exploded with a splash, and it was red and white, just like a rotten watermelon that had been severely crushed. After the headless body fell to the ground, it actually maintained its balance for a few seconds, dancing as if about to walk, and finally fell to the ground with a clatter.

Liao Shi and Sheyan had already rushed out to stand in front of Zi, while Ronnie had been hiding in the darkness for some time, obviously ready to fight. Jiao Shi looked at the angry-eyed man and said calmly:

"Do you want an all-out war with us?"

"You...you actually killed people!" the big man roared angrily. But those behind him didn't seem to respond enthusiastically.

The big man looked at the two teams watching for help, and said seriously:

"Everyone has seen that these people are so domineering. Maybe Halina was a little impatient when she spoke. Hey, hey, hey...!!"

The people next to them turned around and left long ago when they saw that there was no good show. They fell out with a team because of an unrelated woman - the point is, a woman who was already dead. And although this team was a small team, it had a lot of potential. A MT with amazing strength is likely to have more than one trainer in charge! At this time, when most people are awakened, how bad do you have to be to be such a bad person?

Jiao Shi looked at the big man with the mace who was riding a tiger and was unable to dismount. He was still considered a kind person and spoke out to help:

"Sir, you are blocking the way of our car, please give way."

The big man could only get out of the way. It looked like he was very determined to rush up and challenge the ace and the team alone. However, it seemed that reason still had the upper hand, and he got out of the way angrily. Zi, on the other hand, had always had a cold face after taking action, looking a little depressed. After Fang Senyan went over to ask, he found out that although the space did not explicitly prohibit killing each other, it still set a trap in it. Zi had just taken action to kill the ally. The person was warned once by the space, and all attribute points were temporarily reduced by 5 points, which would be restored after 24 hours. Naturally, it took a lot of coaxing to calm her down.

Zi's ​​brazen attack also brought substantial benefits to Sheyan and the others. After seeing them coming, a team took the initiative to give in and gave up the best position for quarrying stones. Sheyan and the others also occupied it without any courtesy. , those orc slaves orc slave laborers started working like ants one after another, burning rocks and cutting trees, and continued to make simple giant wooden carts according to Fang Sheyan's instructions. Since this time it was Fang Sheyan's finishing work for the day, of course there would be more Get some back.

As dusk fell, only Fang Senyan and his team were left in the entire valley. Looking at the four giant wooden wheeled vehicles that were already piled up, Liao Shi couldn't help but said with some worry:

"Boss, we should probably leave. The team that ambushed us last time only lost four people. If we count the time, they will come back for revenge. Although we are not afraid, we can't hold them back. There are so many people…”

Sheyan smiled and said:

"If we look at it from their point of view, they probably wouldn't have come at this time, because the main meal of the war has not yet begun. The final victory is not about how many contractors were killed, but the victory over the opponent's city. In a battle At the beginning of the war, it is definitely not a wise thing to find a hard nut to gnaw on, because the benefits of using the time to pinch a few more soft persimmons are definitely much greater than this, and there is no danger. "

"Of course, I am not pinning my life on the probability that the enemy may not come." At this point, the cold light in Sheyan's eyes flashed away, and then he smiled:

"But even if there are many people, will I be afraid? I just recently learned a few tricks to deal with group battles."

Fang Senyan's small tricks may not be small tricks, but his judgment is still quite accurate after all. Until the collected stones and wood were piled up on six giant wooden wheeled carts, the group did not wait for an attack, but instead waited for reinforcements. , yes, and they are official reinforcements.

About five hundred orc warriors came here. The torches they held high were made of thick wood soaked in turpentine. They were burning brightly. It could be said that it was raining non-stop. Among these orc warriors, a high proportion of strong orc officers were present. They all carried sophisticated bows and crossbows, and also brought thousands of orc laborers and slaves.

With the efforts of these guys, the solid watchtowers were quickly repaired one by one. Most of the orcs had night vision. Within an hour or two, all the stone and wood sources in the entire Rosanacci Valley were covered. They were all controlled by the orc army.

"Are you aware of the importance of resource origin?" Jiao Shi pondered as he looked at the busy army. "So are we still going to work in the evening?"

Fang Senyan rejected it and said:

"Of course not. It is conceivable that this place will definitely be very lively after dark. Those guys will never miss the opportunity to increase their contribution points. Since most of the attention will be drawn here, there is a natural chance of being harassed in the camp. It’s just a small one. Let’s go to sleep after we transport this batch of things back.”

Ronnie was originally an assassin, and he suddenly said in frustration:

"But, this..."

Sheyan looked at Ronny and said:

"I know your lethality in the dark, but we are a team, not fighting alone. Except for you, none of us are good at fighting at night. The team's combat strength will be greatly reduced, and It would be too risky for you to come here to fight alone. More importantly, since a garrison is set up here, it means that the dark side has plans to stay there. If there is really a big advantage, Then just come back tomorrow. If everything is on track, there will always be less chaos. "

Ronny always listened to Fang Sheyan's words, because he had seen with his own eyes that on the iron-blooded planet back then, those who couldn't listen had their bones buried on that planet.

The next thorny problem before everyone was also very realistic, which was how to get the giant wooden wheel loaded with rocks and wood back to the camp. In the end, this matter was hidden as a trump card. Mr. Kulutguo showed off his new power - the ten earth elements that he had temporarily given life to climbed up from the ground and pushed the wooden wheeled cart with all his heart and soul.

At this time, the appearance of Kurut Fruit is that of a mysterious man wearing a yellow one-piece robe. As long as he does not engage in direct physical combat, he can always maintain the image of this top earth mage - even Ronnie can see it. The embarrassing situation that the enemy may face if they are deceived by this costume: finally rushing in front of the opponent, only to find that what was supposed to be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered has suddenly turned into a two-headed Cyclops. What should that be like? What a despairing mood! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)