——Dust explosion.

This concept came to Yang Yu's mind first, but before the implementation plan was decided, he completely rejected the plan.

Mix the wheat flour and air evenly, ignite it and trigger an explosion. Although it will leave Ai Meng nowhere to dodge, it will also involve them all. In the end, there will be no residue left.

In this game, a person's life is only once, and he cannot be resurrected even if he dies.

Yang Yu must firmly resist any plan that will take away the lives of his teammates.

Even if those plans are simple and crude, they can be solved once and for all.

"Since this method doesn't work, wouldn't it be enough to think of another method? I'm the best at adjusting the strategy method when playing games."

Murmuring to himself, Yang Yu put the sword blade into the scabbard, seized the opportunity of Ai Meng drawing the line, summoned the flour bag from the system, grabbed a corner, and threw all his strength towards Ai Meng.

The half-moon black light collided with the flour bag, and the flour burst out in an instant, turning into white dust, filling half of the room in an instant.

"Life-like storage magic? Do you want to cover my sight with flour to gain time?"

Vibrating his wings, Aimeng tried to blow away the dust around him, but the dust was like a thick layer of fog. The moment it was blown away, other dust would pour in and fill the empty space quickly.

In this confined space, Aimon could not completely blow away the dust with strong winds. The strong wind would only cause the flour that fell on the ground to roll up again.

After the strong wind, the whole room might turn white.

Ascending upwards, Aimeng further narrows the distance between himself and the ceiling, and the dust will slowly deposit. It is easiest to observe the situation on the ground at a high place. As long as he sees Yang Yu rushing on the ground, he can immediately launch an attack.

If Yang Yu is holding or carrying Bai Jin, he will inevitably give up attack or defense, and his speed will be damaged. By then, it will become quite easy to deal with Yang Yu.

If Yang Yu chooses to give up Bai Jin and launches an initiative to attack him, Ai Meng will mercilessly point the finger at Bai Jin, making it difficult for Yang Yu to take care of both.

Suddenly, Aimon saw a black shadow rushing in the white mist. The black shadow's pace slowed down a lot compared to before, and it seemed that he was carrying something on his shoulders.

"Sure enough, did you choose to protect your teammates? You really do what you say, but you should be very clear about the consequences of doing so!"

Waving the black spear, Ai Meng drew a strange arc in the air, and a half-moon-shaped black light swept towards Yang Yu, and Yang Yu lowered his body to avoid the attack.

At this moment, a cough came from the smoke.

The dusty environment will inevitably make the girl's cough worse. He definitely doesn't want to delay it for too long, so he is likely to give up defense and want to attack.

No, if he wants to attack, it will go against his motivation to sprinkle flour to earn time. Besides, his attacks now cannot hit me... In other words, he gave up on the attack and focused on defending?

Do you want me to keep ranged attacks, exhaust my energy, and make me unable to use magic... Or is he waiting for the girl on his shoulder to weave magic?

Aimun looked at the shadows shaking in the dust.

I did not choose a gentle princess hug, nor did I choose to use the common method of carrying people on my back, but I carried it directly on my shoulders. In this way, a single arm has a larger range of movement, and I can have a greater fault tolerance rate for both offense and defense.

Moreover, carrying it like this would not allow me to see the movements of the girl on his shoulders clearly.

The girl was sick and she had been unable to weave magic, but she was not completely unable to use magic.

It is very likely that he is waiting for his teammates to secretly weave the magic, find the best opportunity, and give me a big surprise.

As long as he succeeds once or twice, he can basically establish the victory.

The idea is good, but this battle has a fatal flaw.

Holding the girl, no matter whether she chooses to attack or defend, she will inevitably be unable to deal with high-intensity melee attacks, and there will be no way to make extremely accurate avoidances in a row.

Vibrated his wings again, Aimon rose to the highest sky, almost reaching the pure white ceiling above his head, looking down.

The bottom is white, and it is difficult to distinguish the ground from the dust. A dark shadow that appears and disappears from time to time is swiftly passing through the dust, constantly stirring up new dust.

Aimon was convinced of his thoughts, closed his wings, and dived down at an extremely fast speed. With a breath, he came to Yang Yu and stabbed his spear towards Yang Yu's shoulder.

At that time, Yang Yu's body sank, and he threw the things on his shoulders out, allowing Ai Meng's spear to pierce it at will.

The one on Yang Yu's shoulder was not Bai Jin at all, but just a bag of flour covered in clothes.

In an instant, the white flour in the bag spread out and came to Aimun's face.

Yang Yu chose the most unlikely approach, and all this was to attract Aimeng to him. While Aimeng was covered with flour, his fingers touched the ground, and green thorns suddenly grew out of the white surface, entangling Aimeng's hands and feet.

"Oias! Can you hear my voice? Shoot in my direction! [Hunter Mark], [Deadly Shooting]!"

"Really! Can you say hello in advance!"

Having just picked up a few arrows, Oasi heard Yang Yu's voice and suddenly rode the arrow he picked back to the quiver, put the string on it, aimed at the black shadow in the white mist, activated his skill, and the arrow broke through the sky and hit Aimon directly.

Aimeng couldn't see the front clearly, and his fighting intuition told him that if he could not break free from the thorns in time, Eias's blow was enough to make him eat a pot. Only Yang Yu's last-breaker or two will he be completely defeated!

It was difficult to break free from the thorns, but Aimun didn't need to break free from the whole body. He tried hard with both hands and forced the thorns, raised the spear, and the light golden light cover spread out from the spear head, putting Oas's violent blow out.

Ai Meng shook his wings suddenly and flew to the sky again. He never expected Yang Yu to adopt this strategy.

Is there some inducing elements in his words "All members are alive to guide this maze"? Did I mistakenly think that he would never give up his teammate? He gave up his teammate voluntarily. Aren't he afraid that I would find his teammate in the air and attack her? Or did he have found a countermeasure...

Yang Yu has surprised Ai Meng countless times. Ai Meng doesn't know how Yang Yu will act next, nor does he know what will happen if he attacks Bai Jin now.

"The battle is getting more interesting. If I were still alive, I might be able to be friends with that person like I am."

Thinking of this, Ai Meng waved his wings and searched for Yang Yu and Bai Jin in the dust, and suddenly a countdown rang in his ears.

"five."

The dust gradually fell down, and Yang Yu's body shape gradually became clear.

"Four."

I saw Yang Yu pulling something out from behind the shield, it was round and rolling like a slightly larger ball.

Before Aimon could think about how he hid the ball behind the shield, Yang Yu's voice sounded again.
Chapter completed!