"Who is so bold that he dares to block the way!" Keshaqi stopped.

His sharp eyes were almost unaffected by the dim light, and he had long seen clearly that a stranger in a cloak was blocking the way.

The alley can only accommodate two people, which means that the advantage of the number of people is difficult to exert. In theory, a skilled swordsman can block an enemy with an overwhelming advantage. But this is only theoretical.

The reason why the army is an army is because they are fully equipped and have all the weapons for long-distance attacks and close combat.

Among Keshaqi's subordinates, there is no shortage of people carrying long-range weapons such as bows, arrows, muskets and other long-range magicians. In addition, there are two low-level magicians.

Generally speaking, when facing such fully equipped enemies, those with a little smarter mind know how to avoid them. This is not an opportunity to show off their courage.

Those who jump out of publicly block the way are either extremely stupid or extremely powerful.

For the mission you shoulder, you are not afraid of life and death...or, you are strong enough to easily annihilate more than a hundred soldiers.

No matter which one it is, Keshaqi believes that he needs to show enough respect.

"This road is forbidden," said the figure. "Let's go some other way."

His body changed his posture, and Keshaqi clearly saw something swaying under the cloak.

"You... are not human!" Keshaqi pulled out his sword. The tail was shaking under the cloak.

The soldiers nearest behind him also followed the captain's movements and drew their swords. According to the normal military discipline, long-range troops such as musketeers and archers were located in the rear when marching. Almost all swordsmen were around Keshaqi.

Sword and shield are the most common armed forces in battle, but also the most difficult armed forces to deal with. This weapon can handle almost any situation.

In the dark alley, light suddenly rose.

Ke Shaqi lightened his hand, but saw that the long sword in his hand had already been broken into two pieces.

Not only him, but all the swords around him were broken into two pieces.

There was an additional sword in Black Shadow's hand. The length, hilt and structure of the sword were full of the atmosphere of different cultures, and it was obviously not produced locally. Because of this action just now, the hood of the black cloak fell off, revealing a head full of scales, like a lizard.

The power of this sword exceeded the shackles of space, so that the surrounding space could not completely absorb the shock waves that were as thunderous as the tide. Within the reach of the space shock wave, countless stone powders slipped off even the hard stone walls.

"Lizard...Lizardman!" Keshaqi screamed in surprise.

"This road is forbidden." The lizardman repeated. His eyes were like reptiles with light flashing in his ancient well.

"Yes...yes..." Keshaqi tried his best to swallow a mouthful of saliva to moisten his dry throat. He was stiff and bowed to the other party. "As you told me, all members... all members turned back!"

He turned around and left, but his body was too stiff due to fear, so his left hand and left foot moved at the same time, and his movements were deformed.

"Mr. Keshaqi!" shouted a soldier behind who had not seen the situation clearly.

"Bastard...bastard...bastard...the left hand and left foot are lifted up..." His voice trembled, and even though his movements were weird, he could only walk back. "Quick...quick...we'll go back."

Under his leadership, the army withdrew to the intersection just now and then walked along the previous path.

"Mr. Keshaqi, what happened to that just now? The Count wants us..." said an adjutant.

"Let the Count go to hell! If we walked forward just now, we would definitely die!" Keshaqi scolded angrily.

"Who is that... that? Are you very strong?"

"Very strong... very strong, very strong! At least they are demigods!" Keshaqi replied. "I have seen these demigods on the battlefield," his voice lowered. "A team like us, a team of 100 people, can only be at most two minutes in front of demigods... no, it can't support for two minutes - if they give their all."

"But the Count's order." The adjutant felt that this was very difficult.

"There is no other way, let's explain to the count later. That's a demigod! If we do it, we will just die in vain."

Demigods are the high-level combat power of every race. Any demigod has a high status in his own race. Most of them are messengers of gods or even just descendants of gods.

Their actions not only represent themselves, but also often represent the gods behind them.

Although I don’t know why this Lizardman Demigod was involved in this kind of destruction, it means that he has broken away from the boundaries of the mundane and entered the level of a god playing game. In this kind of game, the hero level is not even qualified to be cannon fodder.

In the dungeon, Zhang Cheng and others have approached the next level.

At Zhang Cheng's reminder, everyone was not fast. But for some reason, fog appeared in the dungeon.

I can't tell where the fog came from. It was originally a dim dungeon illuminated by torches on my head. When the fog was together, the field of vision was even more limited.

"What's going on?" Everyone realized that something was wrong. Just leave the gate and move forward carefully for only a minute or two, the thick fog was as thick as it was beyond the norm.

"This may be some kind of defense here," said Zhang Cheng. He took out a rope casually and asked everyone to pull it up. "Be careful, you are vulnerable to attacks in the fog, and you must not be careless!"

Zhang Cheng took it for granted that he stood in the first position, with Alexia behind him, and the others were all free to grab the rope with one hand. With the touch from the rope, everyone felt much more at ease. With it, everyone at least went where they were going.

"Zhang Cheng?" Alessia clearly felt that Zhang Cheng led the way and loosened the rope.

"Areshia, just walk forward slowly," said Zhang Cheng. "I want to try to hit them by surprise."

"Can you act in the fog?"

"I can." Zhang Cheng replied, but did not explain why he could act in the fog. "They must have relied on the thick fog, but were careless."

"Be careful!" Alexia was puzzled, but there was no other choice at this moment.

The fog was so thick that nothing could be seen outside three steps. She walked past a cell, but it was empty inside.

There are not many prisoners in this dungeon, at least there are not many areas in this area.

While she was considering this issue, a huge explosion suddenly came from the front. The sound was so loud that it almost thought that the dungeon was about to be blown to collapse.

She stopped and didn't know what was going on in front of her for a moment. But before she could worry, Zhang Chengru returned to her front and pulled the rope again. "What's going on?" asked Alexia.

"Ha, I sneaked over, and those guys really rely on the fog to guard against it." Zhang Cheng said. "I detonated their gunpowder!"

While speaking, everyone noticed that the thick fog had obviously dissipated a lot. Obviously, the explosion just now destroyed it, at least affecting the fog. This made everyone more convinced that the fog was the defense measure of this dungeon.

The fog became dimmer and there was no need for ropes to pull. Zhang Cheng took away the ropes, and everyone walked forward and saw the original fortifications.

Of course, there is no resistance at this time. The original wall car had turned into wreckage. Behind the hiding car, more than 20 guards with muskets, bows, arrows, crossbows were either killed or injured. Zhang Cheng just continued to attack them with fog and detonated their gunpowder. The pungent smell of smoke proved how lucky the victory of the sneak attack was.

"They actually brought so much gunpowder." Alexey cursed. "I deserve it! I almost blew up here!"

There is nothing to say. A few people finished all the half-dead guards, and everyone continued to move forward.

Although there are many mechanisms in this dungeon, Zhang Cheng's approach has now been recognized by everyone. Unconsciously, his identity has changed from a "guide who knows the internal structure of the prison" to the actual leader of the team.

However, in the conference room in the distance, Earl Gellert's face became even more ugly.

Although he knew that Keshaqi had blocked the periphery of the prison at this time and these prisoners were destined to be unable to escape, the scene in the mirror was unexpected. First, a fog from nowhere blocked the image in the mirror. When the fog was gone, he saw that the wall car that the count had high hopes for had been destroyed.

All the guards who rely on the wall chariot to block the invaders were either killed or injured, and the entire army was wiped out. On the contrary, the invaders were unscathed.

Everyone except that annoying guy lost the bet.

"What's going on with this fog just now?" The audience was talking. There was no doubt that the key to the invader's easy victory just now was the thick fog. This thick fog was strange, and even this mirror magic could not penetrate.

"There are magicians in their team?" The Count looked at his subordinates who maintained the mirror magic.

"It shouldn't be." The magician pondered for a while. "It was a powerful magic item. I felt that there was some... divine power factor. This was a magical artifact."

"I can't tell it. I didn't expect that the old guy... still has such a foundation. Well, did I underestimate it?"

"But if you rely on magical items, even if it is a magical tool, the number of times you use is limited."

"The next level," the Count was no longer willing to explain, so a subordinate came up to explain instead of the Count. "It was a narrow aisle. The door was very narrow, and twelve specially trained soldiers guarded the place. The front row of soldiers held special shields and blocked directly in front, while the soldiers in the back row could stab at the spear. The shield was in front and the spear was a very simple trick, but there was no solution in this terrain. Okay, you can bet, how many invaders would die at this level?"

This time, everyone looked at each other and after a long time, someone said, "I bet on zero casualties."

"I bet on zero casualties, too!" "So too!" "I'm the same, zero casualties!"

"Tsk!" Earl Gellert frowned in anger. Most of the people actually chose to have zero casualties.

Facts also proved that their judgment was correct, because the subsequent battle was completely different from what they expected.

Originally, relying on the terrain, this kind of spear-plunger shield was completely unsolvable, and only the choice was to trade life for life. Because even muskets and bullets could not break the heavy shield... but everything changed as the guy in the lead threw out a few things.

The unknown things thrown into the soldiers exploded violently, with such great power that they instantly lifted the human body, let alone the shield. The entire formation was completely broken.

Alexia waved her hands and long swords and rushed forward. The remaining soldiers who lost their formation were no match for Alexia's heroic rank, but they just cut them to pieces like a flowing water.

Their victory was so fast that when the other invaders came, they were left to clean the battlefield and finish the attack. The invaders were injured by zero damage, and even the injured were not injured. The guards were all destroyed. None of the twelve soldiers were spared.

"...This aisle is covered with wooden floors, but in fact there is an oil layer under the floor. If you enter here and throw a torch down, the entire aisle will burn and cook people..." As the host said, a very wide room with the floor covered with the floor was reflected in the mirror.

The floor is deliberately adjusted to increase friction and avoid slipping. If you are not careful, you may not notice oil on the floor. There are four lighting torches on all sides of the high place. The light is actually very dim. It is difficult for outsiders to judge the dangers here when they are just coming.

It seems like an ordinary torch, but in fact it has an exquisite gear structure. It only requires a mechanism behind to pull, the gears rotate, and four torches land together. The fire will engulf the entire room in a very short time.

There is a closed door on the front. It is not impossible to break through, but it takes time. If you use a big axe, it will take about ten minutes to split it.

"...Okay, please bet, everyone, the rules are the same as before."

Everyone immediately realized that this trap was not very clever. Because a skilled person would definitely have the chance to escape back, at most it would be a small burn. After all, flames are not as good as swords, guns, bullets, and arrows. It takes time to kill the damage. Especially if it is really necessary to burn people to death, it is not that simple.

Even if a person with less flexible skills is not so flexible, he can escape as long as he reacts in time. It is just that the burn is slightly worse. Only those who move slowly and are scared by the flames will be truly swallowed by the flames.

"Zero casualties!" "Zero casualties!" "I'm the same!" "Same!" Almost everyone who bets thinks so.

Earl Gellert showed a hidden smile on his face. This is actually a trap - a trap for the guests. If this is a normal oil, then the guests' estimate is indeed correct. But... the oil here is special, and it is a less successful alchemy potion made by the magicians.
Chapter completed!