Chapter 1860 The Price of Pretending to Be ×

"What conditions?" Klein asked angrily.

"Hey, it's very simple." Montes pointed to Scholz behind Klein, and then pointed to himself, with an extremely obscene expression: "Let that fragrant-breathing guy come over, as soon as I feel comfortable, I'll let you go." . "

"Go to hell! Gray Pig!"

Scholz had never been insulted like this before, he couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his shotgun, roared and fired at the gray dwarf.

Montes was arrogant on the surface, but in fact he was cunning in his heart. He had been on guard against Scholz for a long time. When he saw him raising his gun, he immediately raised his heavy tower shield to block the lead bullets that were shot at him.

"Hey! Trash is trash, useless is useless!" Montes put the tower shield up in front of him, laughing wildly, "Don't you understand that this kind of weak attack can't hurt a single hair of mine!"

Seeing Montes' arrogance, Scholz was furious. He took out a gold bullet that Joan helped him make, loaded it into the gun chamber, aimed at Montes, and was about to pull the trigger, but was stopped by Robin Hood.

"Mr. Dwarf calm down, first let me play with that bald man and ask him to dance."

Kaorui walked towards Montes with a hippie smile, and snapped his fingers casually under the vigilant gaze of the other party. The magic net distributed in the space around Montes then fluctuated strangely, and the magic power turned into invisible threads to entangle his hands and feet. It forced him to dance involuntarily, like a marionette manipulated by others, making various funny dancing poses.

In this state of involuntary control, Montes was obviously unable to make an effective defense. First, he was shot by Scholz, and the gold bullet pierced through the breastplate and was deeply embedded in his body, and then he was thrown by Klein. The coming war hammer hit him head-on, and he fell on his back screaming, his bald head dripping with blood.

After being severely injured, Montes finally got rid of the control of "Middance", endured the pain, and struggled to get up, but was entangled by a rope flying towards him.

"Baldhead, just lie down and don't move!"

Robin Hood laughed and threw the activated iron rope, tied Montes tightly from head to toe, and lay straight on the ground like a mummy, unable to move.

The arrogant gray dwarf didn't expect Robin Hood, who was smaller than the dwarf, to be so powerful. He knocked Montes down two or three times, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he came back to his senses.

Among the three, the one who reacted first was Mugel, the "Earth King Sect" monk. His short and puffy body stepped out with a light and swift movement, like a gray ghost floating towards the fallen Montes. .

At this time, Scholz had already put away his shotgun, switched to his warhammer, and rushed towards Montes angrily. Suddenly, he felt another gray dwarf in common clothes standing in front of him. Throwing at the opponent's bald head.

"Go away!"

"Hehe! That's exactly what I want to tell you!"

The gray dwarf monk raised his right arm with a sneer, and blocked Scholz's warhammer with his bare hands. The moment of the collision, there was a roar of gold and iron, which made Scholz's wrist go numb, and he could hardly hold the hammer.

A high-ranking monk fills his arms with Qi, and the hardness and destructive power of a pair of fleshy palms is comparable to a magic weapon forged from fine steel. It is a "fighting blow"!

Mugel grasped Scholz's war hammer with his right hand, urging a wave of energy to permeate his whole body, his body expanded rapidly, and turned into a gray giant with a height of nine feet in an instant, he raised his left leg with a grinning grin, and slammed his knee into Scholz's chest .

"hateful!"

Scholz was forced to give up his warhammer, and hurriedly raised his shield with both hands to block the giant Mugel's counterattack.

Boom!

The moment the big shield was violently bumped against by his knees, Scholz felt as if he had been hit by a cannon, he staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground with the shield on his body.

Mugel dropped Scholz's war hammer casually, and there were clear finger marks on the surface of the hammer.

Klein saw that Scholz was no match for this fierce monk, and quickly blocked him behind him, watching Mugel approaching with vigilance.

Mugel looked at Klein contemptuously, looked over him, and looked at Robin Hood, Gumoduo and Joan.

"Waste is waste, it doesn't matter whoever it is, why don't you all go together to save time."

"Since you say so, I will not be polite."

Joan took out his revolver and aimed it at the gray dwarf monk's forehead.

"That kind of gadget can't hurt me, you can try it if you don't believe me."

Mugel folded his arms across his chest, proudly looking down at the young mage who was pointing a gun at him.

Just try it!

Joan pulled the trigger directly, and an arc flashed from the muzzle.

At the same time he shot, Mugel's pupils contracted, and he suddenly waved his hand to grab it, the movement was so fast that it exceeded the limit of human vision.

The sound of gunshots was still echoing in the air, but the lead bullet whistling out of the chamber had already been tightly grasped by the second middle finger of the gray dwarf monk's right hand.

"I warned you, that toy weapon is useless to me!"

Mugel showed Joan the bullet he had caught empty-handed, and then threw the bullet into his mouth, crunching and biting into pieces. The chewing action activated the facial muscles, and his face showed contempt and tyranny alternately.

Faced with the arrogant provocation of the gray dwarf monk, Joan shook his head speechlessly, secretly feeling that some people are really ignorant and fearless, and they can do anything stupid without thinking about it just to pretend to be tough.

"Serce!"

When Joan chanted the magic incantation symbolizing "blood", Mugel's evil and maddened expression suddenly became stiff, and the next moment his face was full of horror, his mouth opened wide, trying to spit out the lead bullet fragments in his mouth.

However, it was too late, the shrapnel exploded in his mouth, turning into a group of calamity beetles full of negative energy, burrowing into his throat, sucking blood crazily.

After being brutally blasted by the swarm, Mugel couldn't care less about pretending to be aggressive. He grabbed his throat with both hands, lest the beetles would get into his stomach and eat the internal organs. His gray face was flushed, and he opened his mouth and let out a errrrrrrrrrrrr.

In an instant, the calamity beetles, full of blood, swarmed out of the mouth of the gray dwarf monk, like a crimson cloud floating in the sky.

Joan had already prepared the blood storage bottle, unscrewed the bottle stopper and put it in the palm of his hand.

The beetles swarmed into the mouth of the bottle and turned into drops of blood, which just filled the bottle.

Mugel, who had been sucked a lot of blood, could no longer maintain his giant form, like a punctured ball, quickly withered and shriveled, and returned to the original gray dwarf shape, with a pale face and a sluggish expression.

The gray dwarf priest Olga hastily used divine spells to heal Mugel. Seeing that his complexion had recovered, he turned and glared at Joan. He held the holy emblem and chanted a prayer, and a golden flame surged in his palm.

The moment the "flame strike" was about to blast out, it was suddenly counteracted by a diametrically opposed magic power. Olga's face changed suddenly, and she turned to look at the bogman druid holding an oak staff beside the young mage.

"Old toad! How dare you counter my spell?!"