Chapter 195: I, Iron Overlord, Are Invincible!
The iron bully just came out of the hall with his younger brother, and he planned to go out of the city majesticly, to see what kind of little shrimp dared to make trouble at the door where the green face fell, but a green leather head fell from the sky and smashed it. God's Iron Jaw. As the beginning of the iron tyrant boss becoming the iron tyrant, this iron chin is very cherished, and it is carefully polished with the skin of the fart every day, but it was smashed crooked by someone!
"Waaaagh!" The Iron Overlord uttered a shocking battle cry. The boys around were stunned for a moment, and began to follow Waaagh together. For a moment, the castle was full of fighting spirit!
The female warrior outside the city looked at the decapitated green leather on the ground, and the demon hunter who was also puzzled. Vittoria felt that what she just threw was not a green leather head, but a book of green leather confessions. Edition of Playboy magazine.
Of course, everyone's doubts were quickly interrupted. After the originally dilapidated gate of the castle was crushed by a nearly four-meter-high, Autobot-like green skin, a dozen small green skins also covered in steel rushed out after the huge figure. That scene instantly reminded the witcher of Optimus Prime leading his little brother to attack.
The menacing enemies made the witcher a little surprised. This thing looks different from the previous green skins! The leader, the green-skinned boss, was almost covered in steel. His ferocious metal chin reflected a dazzling luster in the sun. With an indomitable momentum, he raised endless dust and charged towards him!
It's like a garbage truck speeding towards me at a speed of seventy yards!
"Head, I heard that you have dealt with the green skins in a camp by yourself before?" Li Yanlong, who saw the green skins for the first time, looked at the shield in his hand and felt that he was a bit redundant. Although he had known for a long time that the people in Zhongsiyuan were as strong as perverts, but this time, he still felt pierced.
Ranger also put down the bow and arrow in his hand weakly. He felt that what he needed was an anti-tank weapon. Facing the impact of such a super-heavy man, he felt that his arrows might not be much stronger than a water gun. This kind of enemy, let's watch the boss perform.
On the contrary, the female samurai felt that she had finally met an opponent worth fighting, and charged in the direction the green skin came from without looking back, and activated her [Rage] skill on the way. The weapon in his hand swung round, imitating the opponent's battle cry, and shouted: "Waaaagh!"
Seeing the female samurai riding away, and the two teammates who put down their weapons and said "waiting for your performance", the witcher couldn't help but feel a little blush. What kind of existence are these teammates like?
But this guy who hasn't joined the team is the most reliable. Xu Yichen watched Mancini calmly aiming with a crossbow, then pulled the trigger and shot a small green-skinned iron can blind in the eyes.
With a bang, the witcher watched the female warrior fly back along the same route as she had gone. The buttocks protected by the armor pushed out a groove on the ground. The female warrior relied on the shield in her hand for protection, but she didn't suffer any serious injuries, but the forearm supported behind the shield was seriously deformed.
"That's great, this one!" The female warrior who happened to stop next to the witcher laughed indifferently, and then used her other hand to snap her dislocated arm back to its original position. That sturdy appearance gave people an incomparably deep understanding of what a real female man is.
Iron Overlord, who was abruptly stopped by the female warrior's charge, felt that his face was a little frustrated, and roared loudly in the direction of the little shrimps: "Waaaaagh! The little shrimps must die!"
The Iron Overlord bent his knees slightly, his thick legs soared into the air with incomparable weight, and leaped towards the direction of the witcher and the female warrior! The horrific steel-clad green belt slammed to the ground with the tattered metal armor. The impact of its landing sent two weak mobs flying, and the metal boots plowed deep grooves in the mud!
Before the female warrior was trampled into a puddle of flesh, the witcher activated [Red Time], and dragged the female warrior's neck guard to retreat, avoiding the huge green-skinned feet.
The crouching Iron Overlord stood up slowly, grasped the long handle of the machete that was full of holes, looked down at the little shrimp that was not as tall as it in front of him, pointed at himself arrogantly and said: "I, Iron Overlord! You guys are all going to die! Waaagh!"
The stench that hit his face was almost suffocating, and the ranger seized the opportunity to shoot a sharp arrow, aiming at the opponent's eyes. However, the Iron Overlord just shook his head slightly, and the arrow hit the huge barrel-shaped chin, drew a spark, and was bounced away.
Sister of Silence put her long sword across Mystique's neck, pressing the traitor who was about to flee in chaos and backed away. If it wasn't for Ai Feilaer next to her who stopped her with a sword, she would have had a chance to deal with this traitor! Altea, who discovered the mutation here, summoned a flying fire crow, hovering around Mystique, guarding against Celestine's actions.
"Why stop me? Can't wait to dedicate your loyalty to your new master?" Sister of Silence did not hide her anger in her tone: "Don't forget, you used to be a battle nun!"
"Don't listen to her! You are a witch now!" Mystique felt that the long sword around her neck seemed to be tightened, and added nervously.
Effilar said without a trace of fireworks: "Lord Celestine, I know you. Among those uninvited fragments, I know that you are a different nun of silence. Please don't destroy this faint balance, the world needs miracles, and the alliance between nuns and witches is a good start!"
"Huh!" The Silent Sister retreated to a safe distance, and pushed the Mystique in her hand towards Effilar: "It's a pity that the miracle you talked about will be smashed into meat paste by those tin cans today!"
Effilar, who also put the long sword across Mystique's neck, said with a smile: "Don't run around, you know the current situation, no one wants to see a spy who can change thousands of times running around the world , if you don't want to die, staying with the witcher is your best choice!"
"You have fought against him, you know, the enemy in front of you is just a stumbling block." The silver-haired witch replied confidently: "Would you like to bet with me, Lord Celestine? Just bet on your smile, if the witcher If the hunter wins, you will laugh once in public!"
Sister Silence glanced at the battlefield, snorted coldly, and did not answer. She knew that these iron-clad green skins might not be able to embarrass this cunning witcher.