116. Chapter 116 – The Third Energy Storage Well

Chapter 116 – The Third Energy Storage Well
The moment the group showed up, Copper Mirror saw them as well.

Then, through the goggles, the look of panic in the dwarves’ eyes could be clearly seen.

He wanted to run.

The first thing he wanted to do was run.

But someone was moving faster than him!

Mr. Xia seemed to have the compulsion to go into a dive as long as he wasn’t fighting, so he touched Copper Mirror’s side early on without anyone noticing.

So just as Copper Mirror turned around, he was yanked back by his belt.

With a flurry of daggers piercing through his belt in a fancy way, the thrusters hidden behind him snapped to the ground.

Mr. Xia: “Huh? I can’t believe it’s still cd, when did he use it?”

…

As soon as he showed up, the guards around him panicked, dropping their boxes and raising their guns to aim.

Mr. Xia didn’t panic either, grabbing the bronze mirror as a hostage, his dagger pressed against his neck.

“Don’t, don’t move!”

Copper Mirror’s voice came out from under the respirator-like mask, and the guards threw in the towel.

That’s when the crowd shot up.

Seeing that there were so many people on the other side, one of the guards immediately shouted:

“Protecting the president’s assets is important, fire freely!”

Copper Mirror was dumbfounded, “You guys are fucking ……”

His foul mouth was silenced by the sharp sound of gunfire.

Even so, Mr. Xia didn’t leave him behind, but carried him as a shield.

Guardian Kite’s Shadow Blaze exploded in the air, and the fire shot close to the guards, forcing them to scramble for a while.

At the same time, the crowd of Fire Copper Street also raised a wall of earth and stone piles half a person high on the street to act as cover.

Under the cover of his teammates, Mr. Xia took the hostages all the way to the ghostly shape of rolling, but actually slipped back unharmed.

He was unharmed, but the bronze mirror was shot four times.

But the good thing is that they are not vital parts, coupled with the resistance of the defense gear, and no serious harm.

For dwarves, mental damage was much more serious than physical.

This teammate, sold him extremely decisively and without procrastination.

He couldn’t help but doubt life.

Seeing that the wave of fire suppression repelled the enemy, the dwarf who had just shouted quickly raised his hand to signal retreat.

“Retreat while you can!”

This cry seemed to remind Copper Mirror, and he instantly gave up!

“Damn it, don’t even think about leaving! Stop those two in gray, that’s the pilot of the blimp!”

There’s such a good thing?

Heine really wanted to give him credit.

With clear instructions, the crowd’s attacks were suddenly precise.

In addition to totemists like Tuba, there was no shortage of other casters in the group who could call on the elements to attack.

Even though the dead air here crowded out the share of other elements, it was still possible to squeeze some out through gritted teeth.

A dazzling array of attacks all shot towards the two gray-clothed technicians.

Meanwhile Catch the Sheep nimbly moved forward between the bunkers, holding up the anvil in a brazen charge.

The enemy’s ferocious fire poured down on his shield and armor, striking and splintering, but it was never able to impede his momentum.

And there was a constant wall of earth rising in front of him.

For a while the dirt splattered, the sound of gunfire rose, and the pungent smoke instead overshadowed the deadly atmosphere.

With almost all of their attention drawn by the catching of the sheep, the two named pilots were oblivious to the looming crisis.

Just a second before they were about to board the airship, a merciless dagger wiped through their necks.

“No…”

Watching the pilots fall to the ground, the leader of the dwarves’ eyes split.

But he didn’t have a chance to be angry and mourn, because a true god of death had already descended.

Mr. Xia was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and any guards who raised their cannons near him would be kicked away by him.

“No Rock Shield, no Electricity Shield, no Earth Binding Totem nor Against the Wind Totem, no all sorts of disgusting skill restrictions, as long as you don’t shoot, you’re equal to battle scum, is this the Dwarf combat power before the Void Disaster? Love it love it!”

Mr. Xia was so cool in the pile of people that the enemy’s fire suppression was almost destroyed by him alone.

The large force on this side immediately pressed on.

“Be careful, that body of yours is probably only good for three or five shots.”

Catching sheep touched the closer point, knocked away an enemy’s cannon with a flying shield then pounced to pick up the opponent’s weapon and threw it as a throwing prop.

“I’ll pick up two at most pulling this kind of dwarf monster before I learn Holy Light Shelter, more than that and the shield will rot.” Guardian Iris: “It’s all the same, that’s why the replica swarms in the south are all Spelltan, spell shields can still recharge if they’re broken, real shields can be gone if they’re broken.”

“So what do you want Tan, they all play dps, each according to their ability!”

Mr. Xia picked up the pitted anvil and threw it back to Catch the Sheep, and by the way, pounced on another one who raised his gun to aim at Guardian Temple Iris.

“Luckily Sa is always sleeping, the heads are all buddy’s.”

…

The battle ended quickly in the trio’s chatting and farting, relaxed as if they were on a picnic.

But to others, the process could be described as thrilling.

Tuba breathed a sigh of relief and looked towards Heine, who was always expressionless.

In his opinion, this young man’s composure was simply excessive, and even made him shudder a little.

If the previous deal against the Undead Dwarves was the Skeleton’s individual strength crushing, it was impossible to see the accomplishments of the necromancer.

But now fighting a group of well-armed and well-trained regulars was the time to test the ability to maneuver.

The result?
What a terrible tactical literacy.

That tacit cooperation, subtle collaboration, how terrifying was his ability to adapt on the spot?
“Do you guys know how to fly a blimp?” Heine suddenly asked.

Tuba froze slightly, then felt a bit absurd.

He looked back at the others, and re-stood on the blimp, all of them with mixed feelings as well.

“Yes, we’ll drive.”

He replied.

“Most of the people on Old Street have dealt with blimps.”

“You were furloughed after the deck material was improved?”

Tuba was slightly surprised, he didn’t expect the other party to even know this.

“Yes.”

“Then you guys go get ready, start the blimp to get out of here first, and we’ll talk about the rest afterward.”

“Yes.”

Tuba subconsciously bowed.

Unconsciously, he had accepted Heine as a leader.

…

The group went about their business, and those who had nothing left to do carried the boxes the guards had thrown down onto the ship.

Any more than that couldn’t be taken, but it was enough.

By now the materialized dead air had wrapped itself around the airship, like an octopus hiding in the sky, clawing at the hull with its gray tentacles.

The blimp would not be able to leave the tarmac without solving this problem.

After thinking about it, Heine simply had Catching Goat use Sacred Combo Strike to cut through the gathered dead qi one by one.

This move was really effective.

The golden blade light disconnected the dead qi as easily as a hobnail knife slicing through butter.

He then had the other man walk over to the wooden trim on the bow of the ship and stomped his foot in devotion, lighting the bow in the shape of a dragon’s head on fire with a golden flame.

Then stood in the fire holding aloft a bone chopper shrouded in holy light to act as a sharp battering ram.

The airship slowly started, and the burning bow slammed solidly into the grayish barrier of dead air, quickly burning and melting a large hole.

The wavering golden flame was like a candle in the cold wind, faint but always bright.

Heine was relieved to see that this was actually working.

He walked towards Simon, who was interrogating the simply bandaged bronze mirror.

Although the two were old acquaintances, they had fallen into each other’s captivity one after another, and their friendship had pretty much canceled out.

Seeing him approaching, Simon relayed, “Goldtooth’s private dirigible is in this neighborhood, and Eli Monte is on board.”

Heine was not surprised by this.

He asked Copper Mirror, “Do you know that there is a holy light storage well on this mountain?”

Copper Mirror looked puzzled, “What?”

Simon was also baffled.

Why don’t I even know? Does Naga even want to block this kind of information?
As if she could see his doubts, Heine explained, ”The people from the Shadow Temple calculated the results, but lacking data, they only roughly speculated that it was in the south, and didn’t pinpoint it to the Eagle’s Nest.

“But right now, the speed of the convergence of dead qi is a bit unreasonably fast, I think it’s caused by the local holy light storage wells suppressing the concentration of holy light, it’s the same reason as the once haunted farm.”

Simon’s eyes lit up, “If there is a large amount of holy light gathering here, then I have a way to deal with the witch demon! When I get out I can urgently contact the nearest mage monitoring tower, as long as I get on the line, in as little as four hours, the Truth Academy’s rescue team will arrive, they definitely have a way to adjust the parameters of the energy storage well!”

That fast?
You mages are really the Pacific Police, traveling at the speed of light, aren’t you?

“No, I won’t bother the great man with this kind of thing.”

Heine smiled, “I’m going to take care of it myself.”

(End of chapter)