Although the team led by Old Dyke is a "miscellaneous brand" that was temporarily collected, to be honest, it would not be a disadvantage if it competes with advanced combat power. For example, the robot legion on the underground level can cause some interference to them by virtue of its quantity advantage, but the enemy whose number is limited and whose individual quality is improved will be easier to solve.

The three iron golems on the second floor were quickly defeated. Without Old Dyke's order, everyone consciously rushed upstairs. The last enemy was right in front of him, and his evil plot was right in front of him, so he must not succeed!

This is no longer a task or obligation, but everyone's real desire to survive - if the enemy's ritual is really successful and something is summoned, no one present can escape unscathed!

As soon as you rush up to the third floor, you can see the main body of the torch. Rather than saying that the torch is actually more like a "fire altar", a huge fire with a diameter of five meters is burning.

The torch must be on a higher platform. The platform like an altar is about twenty steps away from the ground. At this time, you can see that the altar and even the entire third floor are empty, except for a black robe figure kneeling in front of the torch.

If you guess correctly, this man in black robe is the ultimate enemy of the siege team - the armor collector!

The legendary boss of the dark side was quietly kneeling in front of the torch with his back facing them.

Just looking at the back, you can feel a rebellious aura of a boss. However, the adventurers in the crusade team are all pragmatic heroes, and they ignore the solemn and solemn atmosphere created by the enemy intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing that the enemy turned his back to him, in the spirit of taking the initiative first and not taking advantage of it is a fool, the adventurers launched a surprise attack without hesitation...

Having said that, since the man in black robe is still a distance away, the only one who can really take action is the national face.

Picking a bow and placing an arrow, there is no need for a senior archer to aim at this distance. In the blink of an eye, the bowstring trembled, and the sharp arrow turned into a black shadow and flew out.

But not far behind the man in black robe, the arrow hit an invisible barrier and bounced open. At the same time, the man in black robe raised his hand sideways and used a thicker black shadow.

Everyone subconsciously felt the danger and retreated one after another. Only the fat man who was moving forward with the tower shield responded half a beat slower, and continued to rush forward along inertia.

Dong! With a muffled sound, the fat man flew backwards together with the tower shield in his hand. By the way, he knocked down the thin brother and a large number of people behind him.

Only then did people see clearly that the thing the enemy fired was actually a thick short-handled javelin! What stretched out from the enemy's black robe was not an arm, but a large crossbow with complex mechanical structure.

After the counterattack, the crossbow began to deform in a dazzling way - the mechanical structure closed and folded, and finally turned into an arm.

This is the enemy's mechanical arm... No, it should be said that this man in black robe is a mechanical puppet himself! From under the raised robe, all the metallic luster exposed is exposed.

"Don't quarrel! Wait a little longer, He is coming." The man in black still did not look back, and his metallic voice was a little fanatical.

The light of the torch became brighter and the dark blue crystal in the flame became more eye-catching.

"Hmph! Are you using this body to welcome your master?" He mocked loudly, and Old Dyke took the lead in rushing towards the altar without any scruples.

Everyone then let out a roar of a decisive battle. Then suddenly felt his feet slip, and nearly one-third of them fell and rolled to the bottom of the steps.

At some point, the steps under their feet were covered with thick grease! The misty grease with a misty green luster emitted an amazing disgusting smell, and the people who fell were full of disgust.

But soon they no longer feel disgusted.

"It's greasy!" Someone immediately recognized what was under his feet. This is a very classic and common spell... Of course, there are corresponding existences in the magic system.

What they see now is the magic effect.

The magician also appeared from another corner, singing the obscure spell without any concealment.

There is no magician in the crusade team, and there is not even a professional spell caster, so naturally no one has any research on magic. But at this moment, almost everyone knows what magic this magician is casting...

You don’t even have to deliberately experience the fire element condensed in the air. After greasy Technique, you can take a fireball or other fire-type effect attack. Especially now, there is a limited space and a staircase, the enemy’s simple magic combo is simply nowhere to escape!

The weakness of no professional spellcaster in the crusade team is highlighted again.

Ling Yu had already taken out a test tube from his handbag and looked around quickly. Although there was no spellcaster, thanks to the team's skilled warriors, they can maintain balance on the greasy ground at present, and the fallen people also got up.

"Everyone listens to my command..." Ling Yu shouted loudly, "Three, two, one, jump!"

At the same time, I smashed the test tube in my hand to the ground. This tube is the so-called "ice potion". In an instant, the white mist that rose quickly spread against the ground and quickly flooded the entire step area.

When everyone fell down, they felt the soles of their feet numb - they were frozen to the point of being woody. At the same time, they could hear a sound of ice chunks breaking.

The grease layer on the soles of the feet was frozen and covered with a thick layer of ice shell.

The drastic temperature and the spreading cold air effectively limit the power of the fireball technique. After breaking a piece of ice, the enemy magician's fireball only had time to ignite a small piece of grease and then quickly went out.

"Let's go, go quickly!" People seized the opportunity and quickly passed through this frozen grease zone.

Everyone ran towards the fire altar with great momentum. At this time, the magician rushed towards this side.

The melee mage? The adventurers were a little surprised. He heard his strange scream, his body jumping up like a spring, then turned over and stepped on the ceiling and swooped down with the force. The target was Ling Yiu, the last person in the crowd!

The magician shot at Ling Yai like a sharp arrow, and at the same time he poked out his right hand straight out - but it was a steel claw flashing with cold light!

Ling Yu immediately remembered that this guy was the magician they met yesterday. His right hand was cut off by Fan Li. Later, the armor collector said that he would pick him up a new one...it seemed to be this metal prosthetic.

Perhaps because of the new equipment, the magician actually started melee combat. Ling Yu was surprised, but the enemy's pounce was too fast, so he had only time to complain in his heart.

His body's reaction was a beat slower, and in a hurry, Ling Yu had to raise his left hand and use his handbag for emergency blocking.

clang! Ling Yu successfully blocked the enemy's attack, but was still hit by the huge impact force and took a few steps back, making his body unstable.

When Ling Yu was distracted and maintained balance, the sharp claws pressed against the handbag suddenly popped forward, and a sharp iron spike brushed across the edge of the handbag and pierced into Ling Yu's chest.

It pierces the clothes and skin, but fortunately the length of the extension is limited and does not hurt the internal organs.

Blood flowed out, and another talisman on Ling Yu was activated. The invisible force bounced away suddenly, killing the magician back.

But at this time, the enemy showed physical fitness far exceeding that of a magic profession. After only two or three steps back, he forced himself to resist the repulsive force generated by the amulet. His right foot suddenly exerted force, stepped on the boots under his feet and exposed the mechanical soles of the same steel color. His sharp claws grabbed the ground firmly, and then he screamed and rushed towards Ling Yu to continue attacking!

Ling Yu's face changed a lot and he retreated repeatedly. As the creator, he knew very well the power of this talisman - even a warrior would find it difficult to resist this power!

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon! Ling Yu lowered his right hand, pulled out his short-barrel hunting rifle, and retreated quickly. Although the enemy was a magician, from the current situation, it was better to keep a distance from him.
Chapter completed!