Chapter 184 Fishtail lights are invisible (5 more)

   A burst of javelins suddenly flew in the sky. There were not many, only five or six.

  For a moment, the paladin lady thought that these monsters in the abyss city would not keep their promises and attacked herself.

  The standard head of the javelin is quite reliable.

   They crossed a graceful arc in the air, and stabbed into the pile of skeletons behind them more accurately. One of the javelins hit a black skeleton head with exceptional accuracy. The powerful impulse and the sharp iron cone head shot the guy on the spot.

   At the same time, the terrifying sand fish ignored the hardness of the terrain, swam over semi-submerged with a strange swimming posture, and made a real tail flick in front of her.

   Looking at the fish man and shrimp man above, she waved to her in a language she didn't understand, and motioned her to go up. Until this moment, she was sure that these guys actually wanted to help her?

   Abyss City and Symmetra are hardly allies.

   It doesn't even count as friendship, she still remembers that her captain reminded him over and over again last night to be careful about the sneak attack of the abyss city's subordinates.

   Fate is ironic!

   A seemingly ordinary exploration almost turned into a dead end, and the most terrifying imaginary enemy he expected became his savior.

   She didn't hesitate. Seeing that the skeleton was about to be killed behind her, she flew towards it. The two lobster men grabbed her body, and with their pliers, pulled her up with a force she couldn't imagine.

   The sandfish seemed to make a grunt of dissatisfaction, and with a flick of its tail, it raised a cone-shaped sand shock wave, knocking the skeleton soldiers upside down.

   On the undead carriage not far away, the skeleton as the superior commander was upset.

   The dark red fire suddenly burst, and the fire was two points bigger.

   There was no verbal communication, the voice of the soul drove the rider to raise the reins, and the two skeleton horses that had been running at a leisurely pace suddenly raised their hooves.

   That is an unimaginable high speed for mortals.

   This is a wasteland with a lot of sand, and the terrain is uneven. Ordinary horses can reach a top speed of 60 kilometers, and they are already steeds.

   Undead Warhorse breaks that limit!

  They run wildly without needing to accelerate at all. Like an electric sports car, they can instantly reach the limit of 60 kilometers.

  The players saw the sand suddenly rise. After a few moments, the undead carriage passed the skeleton soldiers and went straight to the sand fish to kill them.

  Sandfish are not some kind of high-speed monsters, and they can swim at a speed of 30 kilometers per hour, which is the limit.

   Seeing that the skeleton carriage was about to kill, the female paladin raised a heart in her throat.

  I saw a few lobstermen without saying a word. They took out a bulging viscera (actually a bladder) from their waists that should be some kind of creature, and threw them out while shouting.

   Facing the strange thing thrown by the Lobster Man, the skeleton with the huge saber-cutting knife didn't care at all. He skillfully wielded his long and frightening saber, and slashed five bags with two volleys in the air.

   The power of this clumsy projectile should have ended.

   Who knew that there was a fish-man on the opposite side, and suddenly shouted: "Explosion is art!"

   He snapped his fingers.

   There is a spark next to the saber skeleton.

  This spark is too weak to hurt anyone at all. It is not as good as a bonfire casually lit by humans.

   It was this Mars that accidentally caused an explosion.

   "Boom!" The sudden flames burned the saber skeleton by surprise.

   Even if his black bones can withstand the sun, the undead's fear of fire still cannot be eliminated from the root cause.

  The driver had to stop the carriage. Not only to help its master put out the fire, but also to hold up the sand to put out the fire on the carriage.

   "Damn! Damn! Damn—" The skeleton cursed the undead language.

   While they were putting out the fire, the sandfish ran away with a bunch of people, but they couldn't catch up. If the skeleton still has a sense of taste, you will find that there is still a smell on the whole carriage...

   Yes, this is a biogas bomb!

   The unbridled laughter of the murlocs and shrimps floated far away:

"Ha ha ha ha!"

   "Go eat the dust!"

   "You can't even see our fishtail lights!"

   It's not black and white, those guys really put a red lantern-like thing on the left and right of the fish's tail.

   The female paladin followed these strange fish and shrimp in a little panic, all the way back to an outpost. It was a very human outpost. There are three three-story sentry towers with a height of ten meters. The whole body is made of granite and plastered.

   The hexagonal bastion-style building structure is not easy to mess with at first glance.

  With three sentry towers as fulcrums, it is the same hexagonal wall. Entering the sentry from the wooden gate, you will find a small oasis in the middle of the wall, and the spring water is emerging.

  The spring water is divided into four layers, and many murlocs and shrimps play in the bottom pool.

  This oasis is new. There was no oasis here a month ago. The female warrior knows that the overlord of a place has privileges and can mobilize certain four elements.

   Seeing her come in, a group of fish and shrimp boiled up, shouting a word she couldn't understand, like some kind of 'girl'!

   At this time, she was subconsciously alert, and she saw a dark elf that paladins often crusade against.

  The style of painting is a little different, which doesn't prevent her from...

   "Don't be nervous! Paladin, we won't do anything to you." The dark elf who spoke the common language of the desert finally made the female warrior feel relieved.

   "I am Symmetra's lower-level paladin Garrudy Mork. I am not a prisoner. I have strayed into your territory for a reason. I demand fair treatment."

  The male dark elf in an apron listened to what the fish and shrimp said, and then he nodded: "I probably understand the situation. My name is Artmon, and you will be treated as a guest. Please come with me."

   Even though her life was saved, she still had numbness on her scalp when she looked at hundreds of fish and shrimp people who came up with tongs or fish mouths open.

   "Rest assured, they have no ill will, in fact, they have goodwill towards all humans or human-like creatures."

  Jaludy showed a somewhat reluctant polite smile, who knew that the fish and shrimp would actually cheer.

"Oh oh oh!"

   "Miss Sister laughed!"

   "Support Symmetra and bring down the **** skeletons!"

   Even without the lord's order, these lazy fellows have already defected.

   A paladin was chased and killed by the skeleton army and strayed into his own territory. This matter was quickly reported to Wang Hao.

   "Huh? Black skeleton soldiers running in the desert during the day? Gold ornaments with high-end atmosphere? Carriage soldiers?" Wang Hao was confused when he heard the news.

Aren't    skeletons afraid of sunlight?

   Even if you want to be active during the day, at least have a [Undead Canopy], right?

  The sun is shining brightly on the front, what kind of dark creature is this?

  Speaking of which, who uses such a backward thing as a carriage these days?

   Once upon a time, carriages occupied a place in cold weapon combat. After all, when there were no tanks, this thing was the ancient 'tank'.

   (end of this chapter)