Chapter 295: Ambush
Grera and his group cautiously followed the traces left by Lan Wu. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎Everyone was shocked to see the bloodstains left on the ground and walls.
There were no traces of fighting.
Everyone was a veteran of battles. Everyone knew that once a battle with a demon occurred, it would inevitably leave a little trace. But the fact in front of them was that apart from the bloodstains, there was no scratches accidentally made by the demon. Considering the narrow environment around them, they quickly simulated the battle scene not long ago in their minds.
Attract the monsters, and kill them with a whirlwind.
Everything was clean and neat, without any hindrance at all. Putting himself in his shoes, Wuta raised his hand to stop him, staring at Grela and asking, "Grela, tell me who he is?"
"A strong man." Grela glanced at Wuta lightly, and then looked ahead in the dimness. His eyes were full of high fighting spirit, and his blood was boiling.
He thought he had estimated Lan Wu's strength. But what he found along the way made him feel that he had underestimated this weird guy. Being able to kill a large group of demons cleanly and neatly in seconds is definitely not something that can be described by the word "strong". I don't know how many tricks are involved. For example, how to make those demons line up and rush into such a narrow space. He was able to lead Weiss and the other four to the second floor of the World Stone Fortress, but he racked his brains to barely do this.
He suddenly had the urge to see Lan Wu. If this skill is fully integrated into his team, even if there are only five of them, they will definitely be able to break into the third floor of the fortress and even destroy the throne.
"I want to quit." Wuta said coldly. He didn't feel much security. He had no intention of trying his luck at the Worldstone Fortress. If Will hadn't provoked him, he would have withdrawn with his people long ago.
"Whatever." Gerrera said, looking at Urtado, not taking Uta's request to withdraw seriously. At the beginning, five people were able to break into the second floor of the fortress. It wouldn't be much with Uta and his group, and it wouldn't be much without them.
"I..." Urtado hesitated. Like Gerrera, he was eager to go to the third floor of the fortress, or even the Throne of Destruction. But like Uta, he was also worried that his team members would encounter unexpected events. After all, he was not familiar with Lanwu.
With this kind of strength, do you still need help from others? He alone is enough to break into the Throne of Destruction.
"Let's go." Gerrera called out, and continued to walk forward with Weiss and the other four. After taking two steps, he turned around, stared at Will who was about to catch up, and said in a deep voice: "Go back with them, the front is not suitable for rookies like you."
"I'm not a rookie!" Will waved his fist fiercely. He is indeed a completely different person now than before. More than a month of high-intensity fighting made him quickly grow into a qualified barbarian. Except for the lack of experience, he is basically no different from other barbarians.
"Okay, okay, you are not a rookie." Weiss said jokingly, "But this master, please go back with them. Next is the journey of the Gerrera team following the strong to kill the throne of destruction. This has nothing to do with you."
Will was stunned, and then he came to his senses. He saw that Weiss and the other four were already excited about the battle, and their hands and feet were subconsciously moving. Obviously, their hearts had already flown to the back two floors. His face was immediately hot, and he shouted with his neck stiff: "I..."
As soon as the word came out, Gerrera's face suddenly changed, raised his hand and pushed Will into the group of Ultado, and then turned back and shouted: "Enemy attack."
As soon as the two hurried words came out, Ultado and Uta changed their colors at the same time, grabbed their weapons and took precautions one after another. Then, the others also noticed the movement around them, and they became nervous and formed a circle to wait.
At this time, Will also heard the chaotic footsteps coming from afar. He was secretly shocked. With such chaotic footsteps, there must be a lot of demons, at least 800 if not 1,000. He swallowed the complaint that was about to come out of his throat, held the axe tightly with both hands, and looked around nervously.
In comparison, his experience was indeed not as rich as that of Ultado and others. Along the way, he had received careful and cautious exploration from Lan Wu, and he had basically not encountered large-scale demons. After entering the fortress, he had never encountered more than 300 demons besieging him. Now that nearly 1,000 demons were attacking, it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous.
"Keep going, leave here quickly." Gerrera's face sank, and he left first without looking back. The terrain here was not good for them. It was too open, suitable for attack, not for defense. It was just in the corridor where Lan Wu had just slaughtered a group of demons, and entered a crossroads.
There was no chance to retreat. The footsteps coming from behind were the most dense and loud, and it was obvious that the demons had approached. There was still some distance on the left and right sides and the corridor in front. In comparison, only the front is the most suitable. Although it is impossible to meet Lan Wu, at least this road is indeed the entrance to the second floor of the fortress. This point, Gerrera has already confirmed on his magic map.
No one opposes Gerrera's judgment. Everyone is an experienced barbarian, knowing that staying here in such an environment with many connections will only bring more pressure. Everyone speeds up and moves.
"Group of four, use whirlwind to drive them out." Gerrera led Weiss and the other four into the depths of the narrow corridor, and immediately turned back and shouted.
Before he finished speaking, a group of Hell Frozen Evil Spirits had already rushed out of the dim corridor in front of the five people. Without waiting for Gerrera's order, Weiss and the other four tacitly opened the whirlwind in a diamond shape, one in front, two in the middle, and one in the back.
The four sturdy barbarians swung weapons such as giant axes and two-handed swords, rolled up four blade storms, and fiercely rushed into the Hell Frozen Evil Spirits. Weiss, who was the first to bear the brunt, paused slightly, and the blade storm instantly knocked out the three or four Hell Frozen Evil Spirits in front. After this slight pause, Weiss's whirlwind obviously slowed down a little. The Hell Frozen Evil Spirits that followed him roared and surged up, swallowing him up in an instant.
Weiss had just been submerged by the demon, and the two blade storms that followed him rolled in strongly. In an instant, screams accompanied by splashing blood rang out one after another. One by one, the Hell Frozen Evil Spirits flew up like dumplings, exposing Weiss abruptly.
At this time, Weiss's whirlwind had been interrupted. As soon as he was rescued, he immediately jumped and fled back to Gerrera. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, his body swayed, and he hurriedly leaned on his two-handed sword to stabilize himself from falling.
Gerrera's face sank, and a layer of clouds covered his heart. It was less than half a minute, and Weiss was covered with wounds. If he was rescued later, he might have died here.
Such a dense and fierce attack must have a conspiracy.