The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking

Chapter 14

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Formation, you practice witchcraft to see and kill! "Kevin pierced through two guards with a sword, and shouted at the chaotic crowd.

Oswald was extremely tall, and he looked solitary and powerful in the flood-like crowd, obviously exceeding the general height of the Ona tribe, even in front of the giant beast-human tribe. He twisted the neck of a guard, avoided another stabbing sword, knocked off the weapon with his hands, grabbed the man's arm and fell on his back, pinning the guard in the sand.

The guard screamed, and was instantly melted into a pile of sand.

Mi Ao also attracted a bunch of people, and they were all buried in the sand.

"No..." Oswald snorted, and took advantage of his height to glance over. They killed one wave after another, and a steady stream of guards were pouring into the dungeon, with no end in sight. They should be exhausted before they can kill them.

Kevin reminded without looking back: "Look at the airy eyes above your head! Go find Dan!"

Oswald glanced up, stared for a moment, and finally found a tiny spider web-like crack beside the air hole.

He understood what Kevin meant in an instant, turned his head and grabbed the strong man Dan who was charging, and shouted in the noise: "What is your beast shape, roasted bird?"

Dan: "...you're the only fucking bird roaster!"

"Quickly answer! Do you want to live?!" Oswald almost wanted to yell in his ear, but unfortunately, even though he was much taller than the general Ona tribe, he was still far from the average height of the Behemoths. Roaring ears.

"Okay Eagle!" Dan roared back.

Oswald killed another guard, rummaged through him, but to no avail, he simply removed the half-finger armor from the guard's hand and put it on his own hand, pointing at the gas eye on the top of his head and said: "Change the beast!" Shape! Fly up!"

Dan looked at the people in the melee with a blindfolded face, and changed his shape unwillingly. The sound of the hawk echoed in the tunnel, and the raptor, which was bigger than a human, could hardly use its fists and feet in this crappy place. It took a long time to barely stretch the wings.

Oswald rolled onto its back very unceremoniously.

Dan: "..."

It flapped its wings, and a gust of wind knocked the nearby guards over in an instant.

Looking at it this way, it felt that it had found another direction to attack, and it became energetic in an instant, flapping its giant wings one after another, making the guards almost unsteady on their feet.

"Damn it, I'm going to rush into the enemy's nest!" Xiao Xiao turned around and roared with a long scar on his face.

Dan slapped him twice more, very unfriendly.

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Oswald climbed on the back of the giant eagle and approached the roof very unsteadily.

He touched the air hole the size of his fist, looked at the trend of the crack, and then he clenched his fist and aimed at the air hole and hit it.

His strength was surprisingly great, and he used another ten times ten, and even the muscles of his shoulders and back were drawn into extremely lean and smooth lines. He was wearing iron armor snatched from the guards, which was hard and had sharp edges.

With just one punch, the cracks around the air hole became more obvious, and stone-like debris fell from the cracks, splashing all over Dan's back.

But the red hair was thick and hard, so he didn't even feel such a little powder residue, he just stared at the guards below and kept flapping his wings, trying to add a little chaos.

Oswald punched hard again, and the area around the gas eye was shattered. This time, it wasn't just stone powder that fell, but also stones.

Dan turned his head back into a human form in horror, and shouted with bird feathers all over his body: "What the hell are you doing?!"

Oswald didn't answer, just hit his eyes hard once and for all.

Kara—

There are continuous cracking sounds, one after another like a chain effect. The gas hole was enlarged in a circle, and the cracks around it became longer and more obvious, like a huge spider web, which spread out from here and connected to other gas holes.

bang-bang-bang-

Three more blows, and the strength of Oswald's fist is probably no less than that of the giant orc.

Everyone finally realized that something was wrong, the entire dungeon shook, and gravel continued to fall from the roof, and dust and lime mingled in the dungeon, choking people and affecting sight.

All the usable tools on the people of the Spirit Race were taken away, except for a shroud, there was nothing left.

But that doesn't stop them from using the most basic witchcraft.

I don't know what they were muttering about, but the leader of the Eldar suddenly pointed his finger forward, and all the wall fires in the dungeon jumped into his hands, condensed into a huge ball of fire, and then rushed out , like a fire dragon, swimming straight from one end of the tunnel to the other.

Numerous guards screamed like a frying pan, and the metal armor was roasted