Gamers Are Fierce - Chapter 552

[Chapter 551 Overlap]

The river water surging in the riverbed, forming a three-story-high monstrous wave, carrying countless deformed human-faced tadpoles, rushing downstream.

Boom boom boom!

The vine platform at the foot of Wanli Fengdao extends all the way, like a giant beast lying on the bottom of the river arching its back, slowly rising from the river, the

swordsman stepped on the vine, charging alone, and the edge of the

long sword in his hand gradually lingered like a misty ghost. The whiteness of smoke.

The white air seems to have life, and it swims around the sword body from slow to fast. Every second, it will expand in a circle. When the

Wanli Fengdao rushes to the front of the wave, it has turned into the size of a grinding disc, spinning rapidly. , with strong winds.

“Cut! Wave!” The

swordsman roared and swung his long sword horizontally,

and the white airflow shrouded on his right arm suddenly dispersed, turning into a long train across the river, swept toward the wave.

[Skill Name: Chopping Waves]

[Type: Fighting]

[Level: Excellent]

[Special Effects: Chopping waves and waves. Using a bladed weapon, unleash a forward arc of sword energy. The width, thickness, speed, distance, and lethality of the sword are determined by the user’s swinging weapon posture and psionic value]

[Consumption: at least 500 psionic value]

[Cooldown: 1 hour]

[Conditions for use: high psionic value ] It is equal to 500 points and it is fully full.]

[Note: The white waves are connected to the sea, and the flat sand is boundless. 】

The pale sword energy swept across the river at a low altitude, slamming into the monstrous waves, tearing apart the bodies of all the tadpole monsters along the way, and even cutting the entire wave from the bottom,

the waves that lost their support slowly slumped forward,

countless The human-faced tadpoles screamed at the same time, and the overlapping baby cries resounded through the sky.

The people of Chenzhou on both sides of the riverbank watched this scene dumbfounded at first, and after a while, they reacted to their senses, being dominated by icy fear, they ran

away crying.

The crowd was surging on the covered bridge, and the flower girl subconsciously clenched the flower basket, but she was bumped into by the crowd

.

“Stand still.”

A hand reached out, grabbed the wrist of the flower girl who almost fell, and pulled her up.

She looked up subconsciously, and

the young fortune teller had released the palm of her wrist. Standing on the bench of the covered bridge, Feng Danyun lightly adjusted the black cloak on his body.

Boom boom boom!

Thousands of vine beams and pillars spread on the bottom of the river, like hydraulic racks, obliquely push the vine platforms downstream of the river bank and on both sides of the river bank to rise,

forming an extremely wide fishing net, which seems to be rolled back slowly from bottom to top. .

The fishing net itself is woven from countless vines of different thicknesses. At intervals, there will be a slightly larger spindle node.

Inside each spindle, there is a hundred of them made by bandits and white lotus cultists. Brain worms,

all brain worms work together,

or control the contraction and expansion of vines, change the size of each hole in fishing nets, filter river water,

or make vines grow barbs, cut human-faced tadpoles,

or directly create enough to smash hardwood gates The vine spear pierced through the group of deformed monsters.

Wanli Fengdao stood at the top of the green vines. He held a long sword in his right hand, took out a jug in his left and took a sip.

Looking up at the approaching waves, he sneered and waved his sword again,

releasing a slightly smaller arc of sword energy . , constantly cutting deformed monsters.

At the same time, a wooden arrow swept through the air, burst into the air above the fishing net, turned into tens of thousands of wooden debris, and fell downwards.

The human-faced tadpole’s defense is not strong, and it has suffered heavy losses in a few seconds

. The brain worms hidden in the spindle nodes control the vines, and filter the dead human-faced tadpole’s corpse through the holes of the fishing net into the next. Layers of fishing nets

relieved the weight and pressure of the fishing nets.

Liu Wulan, who stepped on the roofs of the houses on the river bank, shot an arrow every second, constantly bursting with arrows, and

cooperated with Wanli Sealing Knives to slaughter those who tried to rush to the top of the fishing nets. , a deformed tadpole that escaped its bondage.

However, the number of monsters is simply too many…

The killing is inexhaustible, and the destruction is inexhaustible.

“Huh…”

Li Ang, who was standing on the covered bridge, took a deep breath.

Even before that, he had already hid the engineering worm at the bottom of the Lingshui River and had done enough preparations,

but at the same time he was controlling and coordinating hundreds of brains. Insects are still an unbearable burden.

The swamp divine power finally accumulated in the imprint of the gods is rapidly evaporating at a terrifying speed.

Once there is no divine power to support, the vine trap will collapse instantly, and the human-faced tadpoles will come out of their nests and pounce on Chen Zhou.

Then,

Li Ang, who was stepping on the bench of the covered bridge, stepped out, but did not fall into the river. A few translucent soldier bees with similar colors to the sky swooped down from the sky. They released hooks and hung Li Ang’s shoulders and arms.

Hang him in the air like Wea who hangs the actor.

Not only that, the soldier bee also released a dazzling light, forming a splendid multicolored circular halo like the head of a Bodhisattva, hitting Li Ang behind him.

In the eyes of ordinary people,

Li Ang, who was wearing a black cloak, hung a holy Buddha light behind him, walking in the air.

Holy, solemn, powerful.

“People of Chenzhou City, if you still want to live, please recite the name of Taoist Siemens in your heart!” The

grand and loud voice, transmitted by the soldiers, resounded in every corner of Chenzhou.

Li Ang floated over the Lingshui River, his black cloak was swaying fiercely.

He felt the power of faith that gathered from all over Chenzhou City, and he pointed to the sky and manipulated the huge fishing net to slowly tighten, and shouted loudly: “Come on the net!!”

——————

Lingshuihe, on the boat.

After listening to Luo Siyuan’s words, the monks instantly realized that it was not good.

They didn’t have time to digest the huge amount of information in what they said just now

.

Although the deck of the building ship was made of special wood by Wu Dewei, it was extremely sturdy,

but under the bombardment of heavy spells, it still collapsed, exploded, and collapsed.

Luo Siyuan, who was surrounded by faint rays of light, ignored all the magic attacks.

He just took a few steps to the side and avoided the collapsed deck. The corners of his

mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were slightly squinted. , showing a peaceful expression.

In a few seconds, the human-faced tadpoles descending along the river should follow the waterway system in Chenzhou City to slaughter, collect souls, and accumulate energy to awaken the gods.

Master’s legacy, his long-cherished wish, has finally come true.

One second, two seconds, three seconds…

Luo Siyuan suddenly opened his eyes in disbelief.

“Your next sentence is,”

Zhu Xuemin said coldly, “What’s going on.”

“What’s going on?!”

Luo Siyuan’s shocked shouts overlapped with Zhu Xuemin’s indifferent statement.

His eyes were wide open. As the designer of the Lingshui River array and the owner of the authority, he activated his spiritual sense and sensed the movement of the lower reaches of the Lingshui River.

The human-faced tadpoles there seemed to be bound by something. They were being slaughtered efficiently, and

no human souls were collected at all.

[End of this Chapter]