The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

The circular pattern on the table was pushed down one centimeter deep by me.

As the pattern sinks, a series of light noises are emitted inside the stone table.

I removed my hand and watched the changes.

A hole slowly opened in the center of the pattern, and then a white light shot out.

The white light hit the top cover and happened to hit a dim spar.

The moment the spar was shot, a dazzling light was emitted, and then, the other end of the spar shot out the same light again, in the middle of the other corner, the same dim spar.

In this way, six spars were continuously lit, and when they were reflected again, the light directly penetrated into a square brick about twenty steps away and disappeared.

At the same time, the square brick made a cracking sound, and countless cracks instantly cracked on the smooth surface of the brick.

Scattered marks spread along the gap between bricks like a spider web.

In less than three or four seconds, five bricks were continuously broken, and the momentum slowly weakened.

For more than a minute, no signs have appeared.

I looked at the broken bricks curiously, and wanted to step forward to take a look. I just took a step.

With a bang, five cracked square bricks flew off the ground at the same time, rubble bounced and dust was flying.

I was taken aback and backed back again and again, avoiding the splashing area of ​​gravel.

He stared at the thing that had just hit out of the brick just twenty steps away.

The whole body is covered with gray-white iron armor, and the flowing water-like lines are round and full, which can well dissolve part of the attack.

Each joint has several to a dozen iron nails inlaid, and the inlaid position is just right, which will not affect the flexibility of the movement.

Holding a short sword in a pair of tightly sleeved armor gloves.

The dagger is slightly wide in the middle and the blade is sharp, it is not easy to break, and under the light of the top cover, it shines with cold light.

I looked at the thing that had drilled out of the ground with some hesitation, it was difficult to classify it into what kind of creatures in my consciousness.

Because in my opinion, the thing in front of me is basically a knight in armor.

adventurer?

I drew a question mark in my head.

Holding the sword, he walked towards the knight.

"Hey, man, did you fall here too?"

I greeted him kindly, spread my hands, and signaled that I was harmless and let him not be nervous.

However, the knight did not respond, and still stood there blankly. I couldn't even see him breathing.

I thought he was shocked and walked straight over, although he did not relax his vigilance, but did not show hostility.

Less than five meters apart, try to communicate with him again: "Hey, I say you..."

Before he could say anything, the knight suddenly swung his dagger and slashed it towards my neck.

I slammed my head down, and the dagger rubbed my scalp and cut several strands of my hair.

"I wipe it, you really play!"

I yelled, and I didn't care about any communication anymore, I took a step back, lifted my sword without hesitation, and slashed.

The knight held the sword in one hand and held it horizontally above his head. With a bang, it blocked the sword's cutting force, and then pushed it upward. I felt a strong force coming from the sword, and the whole arm was raised.

With strength, he retreated four or five steps, and happened to avoid the knight's subsequent slashing.

However, before I could catch my breath, a knight in armor charged up with a dagger.

"Damn, there is no end! I just say hello to you, as for?"

Seeing the other party's reluctance, my anger rose suddenly, holding the sword of the knight again, and touching him again and again, several times, the knight's footsteps were not retreating, but I was a little overwhelmed, and my right hand was slightly numb. , The body retreats again and again.

"Screw you!"

Seeing that I couldn't get rid of it for a while, I spotted a gap and kicked between his chest and abdomen.

With a muffled sound, the knight was kicked back by me two steps, and at this time, I also found an important clue.

Such a dull and hollow sound...

No one in this armor!

I always thought it was a confrontation with an adventurer, but I expected it to be a bunch of armored puppets. This monster is really disguised, and it's so miserable to lie to me, and almost lost my life!

This time, I don't have to be big, let alone be merciful. Monsters, there is no communication platform at all. If you don't hack it to death, it will definitely be me.

Holding the knight sword in both hands, I greeted the puppet rushing towards me.

This time, I didn't take advantage of the hand-to-hand fight, and it didn't suffer. Each stepped back, gathered up energy, and had another confrontation.

The successive confrontations are always evenly matched, I have no spare time to cut the part of its neutral position, and it has no chance to launch an extra attack on me.

With a fight, we each took two steps back again.

I shook my numb arm, and it twisted its slightly sunken armband and flicked off an iron nail.

It seems that I still have the upper hand.

With a grin, I swung my sword and rushed up again. This time, I didn't choose to continue the collision, but circled around it like an iron pillar.

I don’t believe it. It’s made of iron nails and iron sheets all over the body. Will it be more flexible than me?

The idea is really good, and so is the fact.

Like an iron can, it is indeed more difficult to turn around and stagger, and I seem to have the advantage.

But at the same time, I also discovered the truth, that is, the iron can is really very strong, and the knight sword cuts on it, at most it can cut a slightly longer notch, it is impossible to severely damage it.

This truth gives me a headache. What should I do to get this tin can out?

After hacking for a long time, its armor is covered with shallow dents. Unfortunately, I took it with a sword, and cut a wound more than two inches long on the back. Although it hurts, it’s a good thing. Affect the fight.

After walking for a while, I felt that my physical strength was on the decline, and the iron can that I had cut beyond recognition seemed to be full of energy, without any signs of weakening.

"This is how to do?"

I muttered to myself in distress, and if I continue to consume it like this, it will definitely be me who will die.

"Otherwise, try its joints and see if it can be dismembered?"

As soon as this idea came up, I found an opportunity to attack.

The whole person is just below its left rib, and its short sword just can't touch me.

The knight sword stabbed upwards forcefully, and the sharp point of the sword was inserted along the slits of its knuckles, both hands were strenuous, and it swung vigorously.

The sharp blade instantly touched a hard object, blocking the force.

However, the powerful Yu Wei did not dissipate. Driven by Yu Wei, the heavy body of the puppet shook back twice and took a small step back.

This is not the result I wanted, because I didn't expect that the nails connecting the puppet's joints would be so hard.

And what breaks me most now is that the tip of the knight's sword is stuck in the groove of the nail and can't be pulled out.

People who like to walk in dungeons are not normal, please collect: (www.NovelMTL.com) People who walk in dungeons are not normal. The literature is updated the fastest.