Chapter 1507 Gemini Qindun

Sure enough, just as Taylor and I were joking, the ugly and ferocious little monsters suddenly launched an offensive and rushed straight towards us with an unstoppable momentum like a tide.

Listening to the noisy footsteps and looking at the blurry figure gradually approaching, I was not panicked or nervous, but in my heart I silently praised the mastermind behind the attack.

The timing of this sudden attack could only be found in seconds.

Yang Jie was in dire straits, Gordo had just fallen asleep, and Taylor drank excessively. It seemed that all the fighting power was on my shoulders alone.

If they were an ordinary team, they would definitely be hit hard by this wave of attacks. Even if they were lucky enough to escape, they would definitely be in disarray.

This was supposed to be a clever move, but no matter how hard it was, the mastermind behind the scenes couldn't figure out that Mr. Taylor was the strongest one in our team.

The old man didn't make any attacking moves. He just slowly put down the wine bag, exhaled lightly, and waved his hand. In an instant, a series of muffled sounds were heard two meters away.

Looking up, he saw hundreds and thousands of little monsters, blocked two meters away. They were densely packed together, like a wall woven of flesh and blood.

"Is this a magic barrier?" I asked subconsciously.

Taylor nodded and continued drinking.

"How can you create a magic barrier without chanting?!"

Staring at the 'wall of flesh and blood' two steps away, I expressed the wonder and doubt in my heart.

"What's there to be curious about?" Taylor said lightly.

Being able to release magic without chanting may not be surprising to you, but to me, this is simply a miracle, a miracle that transcends common sense!

You know, even the adventurer's manual clearly states: Any magic requires chanting to be completed.

Now, let alone chanting, you just waved your hand and released a magic barrier surrounding the camp. If this is not a miracle, what else is it?

Seeing my excitement, Taylor said calmly: "Whether chanting is required to release magic is not decided by the adventurer's manual, nor by the adventurer base, but by the magic itself, just like this."

He said and waved his hand again. At the moment of waving his hand, my eyes caught some details. When the old man waved his hand, his nimble fingers moved each other at a very fast speed, which looked like a seal.

Could it be said that the release of magic is similar to the ninjutsu of ninjas, and can be accomplished by forming seals?

While I was thinking about it, suddenly there was a dull sound of teeth grinding. I squinted my eyes and saw a thrilling scene.

Those little monsters that were originally suppressed on the magic barrier and were struggling to survive suddenly seemed to be squeezed by force majeure. In an extremely cruel way, they were forced to squeeze into the inside of the magic barrier.

The muffled sound of teeth grinding before was simply the muffled sound unique to muscles compressing and bones breaking.

I frowned and stared at the little monsters closest to me and those I could see most clearly.

Their bodies have been squeezed to the limit, and their eyeballs are gradually detaching from their sockets, but even if they are detached from their sockets, the round eyeballs cannot escape the fate of being squeezed into cakes.

As the squeezing force gradually became stronger, blood overflowed from their mouths, noses, ears, and eyes, and more and more blood overflowed. Soon, blood began to spurt out from the whole bodies of several of the little monsters.

They howled softly in pain, trying to twitch their limbs to escape the force that was still compressing, but they seemed to be encountering invisible oppression like a mountain, unable to move at all. Besides, there was no room for them to move. These squeezed The little monster inside is like food sealed in a vacuum bag. Even air entering it is a luxury, let alone the space for it to move its limbs at will.

The whole process lasted for nearly ten minutes. When the magic barrier completely disappeared, what I saw was a wall truly made of flesh and blood.

The wall is several meters high, and I don’t know how thick it is. I can’t tell which parts of the wall are made of which parts of the little monster’s limbs.

In the dim light, I could only see a smear of blood and the pungent smell of blood.

Stopping where I was, I quietly closed my eyes and felt that the whole world was quiet.

This is not a question of Buddhist tranquility, but of true tranquility.

There was no sound of footsteps, no noisy growling, and even no sound of muddy breathing.

The whole world is so quiet, as if sleeping.

After a long time, I asked Taylor: "Old man, was that a combat skill?"

Taylor nodded.

I swallowed: "Can you tell me the name of this combat skill?"

"Twin Qindun."

A good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, I was awakened by Yang Gao's exclamation. When I walked out of the tent, the wall of flesh was still there. Even though I had seen it once last night, it was still shocking to see it again.

Flesh, flesh and bones, mixed together, indistinguishable shape, difficult to distinguish parts, is this the effect of the Gemini Qinshield?

Thinking of this, Yang Gao, who was still in a state of fear, and Gordo, who was frowning and looking serious, swung his knife and cut open the wall of flesh.

The Odachi sword without murderous intent easily cut an arched gap in the flesh wall. With a push, the flesh wall fell to the ground, but it didn't break? !

How hard does it have to be squeezed to make the wall of flesh so strong and dense?

Stepping out of the wall of flesh and staring at the dense forest not far away, except for the lush branches and leaves and the tall trees, no trace of any living thing could be found.

As I opened a gap, Taylor and Yang Gao also walked out, leaving Gordo alone to pack the tent inside the flesh wall.

"What's going on with this wall made of meat?" Yang Guo asked me, covering his mouth and nose.

"It's the effect of combat skills."

Yang Jiu was surprised: "Does your combat skill still have such an effect?"

I shook my head and said, "It's not my fighting skills."

Hearing this, he said "oh" and didn't ask any more questions.

Although everyone is in the same guild and are friends with each other, there are also differences between friends. For example, the relationship between Taylor and Yang Ji is very ordinary.

After a while, Yang Guo asked me: "Did you stay vigil until dawn yesterday?"

"No." I shook my head again and said, "After this wall of flesh was erected, we went back to our tents to rest."

"Go back to the tent to rest?" Yang Gao's eyes widened and he said in a voiceless voice: "Aren't you afraid that the little monster will take the opportunity to attack?"

I stared at him for a few seconds, chuckled, and said, "Do you think it's possible?"

Yes, if so many people died with just one skill, how dare other little monsters dare to offend?

At this time, Gordo packed his luggage, walked out of the gap, and nodded to me.

I waved: "Let's go."

He led the three of them towards the octagonal open space.

Just at this moment, an eagle's cry sounded, and the huge body fell gracefully along with several whirlwinds, landing directly next to the wall of flesh.