Chapter 1751 Fall

Frozen on the ground, Zariyus's face changed drastically. At this time, an undead soldier on his left thrust his spear and stabbed directly at his abdomen.

Zariyus's abdomen had no protection at all, that was his stomach.

"Zariyus?" When the Dragon Fang leader saw that his good friend was about to be attacked, he rushed forward to help, but his shooting was not accurate and the distance was far, so it was really difficult to rescue him.

The Insect King knew that the victory had been decided: "Warrior, dying for a good cause is a glorious death."

The memories in Zariyus' mind suddenly emerged like a revolving lantern. He thought of many things, and finally thought of his lover.

Boom!

Death did not happen, the gun broke.

The Insect King was dumbfounded. These guns were all fine products produced by the Great Tomb. Although the grade was not high, they were definitely very strong. What on earth could shatter the gun heads?

It was a golden box with a lizard on it.

The gun head broke because it stabbed the golden box. How strong was that box?

Zarius also widened his eyes. He knew that this was the holy clothes. This was the holy clothes that Duran had been talking about. Only those who mastered the microcosm could have the opportunity to wear the holy clothes.

It was still the golden holy clothes. Although Zarius had not comprehended the seventh sense at all, Duran still gave him a set of golden holy clothes.

All eyes were focused on the box. The four walls of the box fell down, and a majestic golden lizard appeared.

Ding!

After a crisp sound, the golden lizard flew up in different parts and wore Zarius's body. The ice on his legs was also shattered by the leg armor, and freedom came again.

Wearing the golden holy clothes, Zarius instantly became tall and handsome. Lizardmen also rely on clothes.

At this time, the synchronizer was dumbfounded. This golden holy clothes was too handsome, and he could wear it on himself. It was so powerful. As expected, handsomeness is justice. Now Zarius's chances of winning seem to be higher.

The Insect King also looked at the other party's armor seriously. It seemed to be a magic device, and the level was not low. Could it be a magic device that could be used regardless of the level? It seemed that this battle had become dangerous: "Come on." But the war was not over yet, and the Insect King would not seek defeat before the battle.

Zariyus was also eager to fight: "Master, I will not let you down."

Boom.

At the beginning of this battle, the Insect King stepped forward, and his four arms increased the attack frequency by two times.

And Zariyus burned his small universe, his fists were like iron and steel, his eyes were like lightning and thunder, and his sonic fists whistled out.

Ding Ding Dang Dang...

The Insect King's shell was shattering, but he quickly froze the cracks with freezing magic, as if he had put an ice glove on his fist, and at the same time he could transmit the cold air to the enemy's hand.

Boom, boom, the battlefield was full of the sound of two people's fists colliding. Zariyus's arms were also covered with a layer of white frost, but at this time he was focused, just punching with all his strength, and fighting back with one heart.

His fists had to be faster and stronger, because behind him was his home, his family, his friends, and his lover!

The Insect King saw the fists enlarged in his eyes, and he knew that the opponent had broken through his attack network. Then he felt the heavy punches raining down on him, and his shell was about to break.

Boom, the Insect King knew that he had lost, "I didn't expect there were such warriors in the world!" Pah, the Insect King fell on the battlefield, and purple blood flowed from his wounds and mouth and nose.

"The enemy general is dead, kill!" The Dragon Tooth Chief wanted to lead the lizardmen to rush, "Follow me." He rushed up first, fired the last bullets, and then used the rifle as a stick to fight.

The good hot weapons were smashed by him, but now the lizardmen are fighting with high morale and counterattack.

Zariyus stood there without moving, not because he didn't want to move, but because he was locked by an evil and powerful breath. Such power was like a mountain pressing him down and he dared not move.

At the same time, the undead soldiers were retreating in an orderly manner, and the lizardmen who were chasing them also stopped because something was not right: "Zariyus, what's wrong with you?" The Dragon Fang chief rushed to the front and stood side by side with his friend.

"Something is coming!" Zariyus looked into the distance, and sure enough, a group of people lined up and slowly walked over. Although there were only a few people, their momentum was even greater than the previous army.

Especially the skeleton in the lead, who was wearing a gorgeous robe, was like an emperor, and every step seemed to step on everyone's heart.

Ta-ta-ta-ta, the undead king is coming.

He saw the hot weapons and the strange holy clothes. He knew that something bad had happened. First of all, these hot weapons were very strange. And the holy clothes were also props he didn't recognize. He was a high-level player, and he knew most of the props in the game, but he had never seen such armor.

The 100-level insect king was actually defeated? The Undead King's skull eye sockets flashed with a strange light: "Where do these weapons come from?" These weapons are obviously not made by the Lizardmen. Even the Lizardmen don't know how to use them. They haven't even learned the concept of aiming, but they know how to pull the trigger.

"Are you going to invade our land?" Zarius resisted the pressure from the Undead King and asked: "Who are you?!"

"I am Ainz Ooal Gown, the Undead Lord of the Great Tomb. Answer my question now." The Undead King was very excited because these hot weapons obviously came from the Earth. Are there other travelers, or other ways to contact the Earth? "Where do your weapons come from?"

"These are the weapons my teacher gave us to protect our homeland."

"Who is your teacher?" The voice of the Undead King trembled.

"You don't deserve to know my teacher's name. He is the greatest existence on this continent. He taught me how to resist you."

Click, the Undead King knew that someone was really targeting him. He instinctively thought of the ranger he met on the road before. Was it him?

Damn, insufficient intelligence, the Undead King is now in a headache. He thought he was in the dark, but he didn't expect that the situation was just the opposite. The one in the dark was someone else, and he was the one in the light.

What to do? At this time, the Undead King is already riding a tiger and it's hard to get off. He has been targeted, and that person has hot weapons and props. What is his strength, and how should he deal with it?

His heart was racing, but there was no way. Should he withdraw now?

The Undead King looked at his angry subordinates on both sides. They all wanted to avenge the Insect King and prove the Undead King. They wanted to tear the lizardmen apart.

The skeleton talent in the Undead King also made him unbearable and devoured his humanity. He suddenly had the idea of ​​bloodbathing the lizardmen to shock the people in the dark.

Whoever dared to offend him would have to pay the price in blood. This was the way the Undead King thought, and it was also a development that the guardians of the Great Tomb liked to see.

In the eyes of the guardians of the Great Tomb, the life in the other world was just a source of soldiers for the undead army, or even the raw materials for food and blood magic. The evil of the Great Tomb had not yet shown the tip of the iceberg.

Otherwise, how could the Great Tomb become a game copy? The Great Tomb was a demon nest full of malice.