Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 321 Four Arrows Exploding Lightning Arrows

"boom!"

The sound of metal colliding was heard, and sparks flew everywhere.

The Witch-king of Angmar used his chain hammer to block the three explosive arrows, but the chain hammer was knocked down directly by the explosive arrows, and his body was also knocked off his mount by the huge force transmitted from the arrows.

Even the Nazgul, whose body was over twenty meters long, was shaken and retreated repeatedly by the residual force of the arrow.

"This guy is not easy to deal with. His screams can affect my spirit body." Gunniel saw Ming Yanwei not far away and shouted loudly.

"Besides, normal physical and energy attacks are not very effective!"

Gunnir was extremely embarrassed. He was not good at close combat or long-range combat, and was not proficient in fists, kicks or weapons. He was just an ordinary devil fruit user.

If the Astartes had not bought him time in the previous encounter, he would probably have been a corpse the moment the Witch-king of Angmar attacked.

Ming Yanwei nodded, and turned around to see that the Witch-King of Angmar, who had fallen to the ground in a mess, had stood up.

Beside the leader of the Ringwraiths, a huge and ferocious beast was growling and baring its teeth at Ming Yanwei with a ferocious expression.

"The Adventer."

"Destroyer."

"The gods despise you!"

"The gods hate you!"

A low, rough, hoarse voice that made ordinary people feel extremely uncomfortable in their ears and hearts just by listening to it came from the hollow and terrifying helmet of the Witch-King of Angmar.

Ming Yanwei only felt a confusion of mind, and the feeling of nausea instantly made her face pale and her hands and feet weak.

The huge and ferocious beast beside it flapped its wings, stretched out its long neck and bit up suddenly.

It was obvious that he wanted to close the distance for close combat and prevent Ming Yanwei from taking advantage of her long-range advantage.

Ming Yanwei has been maintaining the second-level gene lock state. She relied on her instinct to avoid the ferocious beast's head wrapped in steel armor.

Gunnir, who was hiding aside, saw that something was wrong and immediately swung his ice sword at the ferocious beast with a smooth long neck in front of him without hesitation.

No matter how weak Gunnir's melee combat is, he is still a reincarnation who can open the second-level gene lock.

"Pfft."

The ferocious beast, with a huge body, a ferocious face, and fleshy barbs on its long neck, had its head split in two in an instant.

Black, foul-smelling blood gushed out crazily immediately.

But in the blink of an eye, a second head grew out, spewing out green, smelly mucus and poisonous gas, directly melting the ice armor on Gunnir's body.

Gunnir rolled around in a panic, untying the venom-soaked ice armor on his body.

But at this moment, the monster flapped its ugly wings, blowing up gusts of smelly air, swooped down again, screaming and pecking and scratching at Gunnir.

Gungnir could only block it with his frost, but Nazgûl bit his shoulder, picked him up and flew off.

"Leave me alone!" Gunnier shouted, condensing a new ice sword in his hand and stabbing it into the ferocious beast's head again and again.

The man and the beast rolled and fell from the air.

Ming Yanwei wanted to rescue her but she couldn't because the Witch-king of Angmar was already raising his hammer and smashing towards her.

At the same time, terrifying screams began to attack her spirit body again.

Ming Yanwei instinctively rolled over to dodge again, pulled out two arrows, and shot two big holes directly in the Ringwraith's chest.

But in the blink of an eye, the black fog spread and the hole returned to its original state.

A cold and vicious voice sounded in her mind: "Human, do not stop the Ringwraith from attacking his prey!"

"Otherwise, he won't just kill you. He'll take you to the cursed land, where your flesh and blood will be devoured and your soul will suffer eternally before the Demonic Eye."

The Ringwraith's whispers were like venom, causing all those who fought against him to cover their ears and run away, feeling dizzy and dazed.

Ming Yanwei also felt a palpitation in her heart. An indescribable panic instantly occupied her heart, and she lost her judgment of the outside world for a moment.

At the same moment, the Lord of the Ringwraiths mercilessly swung his huge mace at Yiming Yanwei.

Boom!
A layer of translucent ice suddenly appeared between her and the Ringwraiths. The ice appeared abruptly, and with a crisp sound, the huge hammer in the Ringwraith's hand hit the ice layer heavily.

Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in the ice, but it still did not explode.

Ming Yanwei immediately came to her senses and hurriedly distanced herself from the Ringwraiths.

Gunnier was covered in blood and his shoulder was torn. He held up his body and provided protection for Ming Yanwei.

"Buy me some time!" Ming Yanwei closed her eyes. Between life and death, her six senses burned to the limit.

It is even only one level away from the legendary seventh sense microcosm.

——Just like last time!
——Mobilize all your energy!
The whispers in her ears were completely blocked out by her infinitely elevated spirit. She seemed to have returned to Resident Evil 2, facing the replica of Zheng Zha with raging demonic flames.

She shot the strongest arrow that embodied her life's spirit and beliefs.

Under the constant mental stimulation of the Witch-King of Angmar, Ming Yanwei's genetic lock finally broke through to the next stage.

The third-level gene lock is completely opened!

But that's not enough!
Violent electric currents rose and spread throughout her body.

"I understand!" Gunnier said through gritted teeth.

He took out a round bead that emitted a cold air. The bead was snow-white and about the size of a pea. The entire bead continuously emitted a cold air.

The Witch-king of Angmar smashed the ice wall with another hammer, then pressed forward step by step, suddenly appearing in front of Gungnir and smashing it with his chain hammer.

The sharp wind cut through the air, like the screams of a ghost.

Boom!
An ice wall thicker than the last time blocked the way, but this time the hammer was obviously stronger, and half of the ice wall was directly smashed down.

Gungnir was almost going crazy with anxiety. He was an attacker with special skills and was not very good at close combat or ranged combat. He was almost killed by the Witch-king of Angmar in a face-to-face encounter just now.

If it was a close combat, he would be chopped into pieces by the black chain hammer of the Ringwraith in an instant, so the only thing he could do was to fight to the death to thicken the ice layer.

As Gunnir crushed the Frost Snake Bead in his hand, his entire body seemed to turn into frost, and the temperature around him dropped sharply. He waved his hand above his head, and one of his arms turned into frost and merged with the ice layer.

After one or two seconds at most, the ice layer spread upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, and froze the mace of the Lord of the Ringwraiths in an instant.

And it froze the Witch-king of Angmar's arms and even his entire body along the mace.

Gunnir crushed the snake bead in order to absorb the frost energy in it. He only unlocked the second stage of the genetic lock, and the frost fruit was not strengthened to the highest level.

Therefore, he is unable to fully use the power of his frost fruit, and must absorb frost energy beads every time he launches a big move.

Each time is a consumption of a C-level side story, and the few frost energy beads on his body are used to save his life.

It was just a C-rank side quest at a time, and he didn't know how many times he woke up in the middle of the night and slapped himself. What devil fruit do you choose?
Kara Kara!
Just as Gunnir's tense nerves relaxed a little, the ice surface suddenly emitted a series of horrifying and fatal cracks.

Finished!

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, a dull but clanging sound of metal clashing suddenly exploded, and the blazing lightning burst out from behind Gunnir like an awakened angry beast.

"Quickly open!"

Before he turned around, the hairs on the back of his neck had already sensed the vibration of space being torn apart. With a speed never seen before, he quickly rolled over to avoid it and condensed into a wall of ice to protect himself behind him.

boom! ! !
A violent flash of lightning streaked across space, and wherever it passed, lightning swept through like a mad snake, as fast as a thunderbird flapping its wings and flying into the sky.

A long and shocking whistle like the cry of a phoenix rolled in, making people's eardrums hurt.

This was Ming Yanwei's unique skill, the high-speed hunting of four explosive lightning arrows. At that time, there were only three lightning arrows, and even the clone Zheng Zha did not dare to take it head-on, interrupting his A-level magic weapon. The incomplete four arrows directly blew up the AT force field of the first god.

With the blessing of the third-level gene lock, Ming Yanwei was finally able to use this strongest and most fatal move.

At this moment, the arrow containing terrifying power hit the Witch-king of Angmar, the King of the Ringwraiths, who was breaking the ice.

The heavy armor of the Witch-King of Angmar now became a deadly conductor, and the millions of volts of current and the four superimposed explosions collapsed in his chest.

In an instant, a force so fierce that it was almost a nuclear explosion spread out radially from the point where the arrow met the armor.

With the impact point as the center, within dozens of meters, electric light and heat waves surged like a boiling ocean, and the air was distorted.

The Witch-king of Angmar wanted to escape, but he couldn't. He instantly drained the vitality of the other eight Ringwraiths into himself, but he couldn't hold on for even a second.

Amid the roar of the birth of a thunderstorm, a bluish-white plasma stream vaporized the Witch Queen of Angmar and penetrated the axis of the battlefield.

Wherever the arrows passed, three metal crossbows silently vaporized, five rock fortresses turned to ashes, seven reorganizing undead creatures were ionized into purple mist, and tens of thousands of terrifying Mordor troops were ruthlessly crushed into bone powder.

The seemingly solid ice protection behind Gunnir shattered like fragile glass in the face of the aftermath of this terrifying power.

He himself was not spared and was caught up in this powerful air wave. Like a fallen leaf in the wind, he rolled uncontrollably in the air for a long time before falling heavily to the ground.

He hurriedly got up in a panic, looking anxiously at the spot he had just been in. He saw the crown, the symbol of the Ringwraith's power, falling to the ground with a clang.

The once majestic cloak and sturdy armor had long been completely vaporized.

An extremely shrill howl rushed straight into the sky, the voice full of pain and unwillingness.

Under the gentle breeze, it gradually dissipated into the air like a wisp of smoke, and no trace of it was left since then.

The King of the Ringwraiths is dead.

Kill the other eight Ringwraiths and obtain a B-level side storyline, with a reward of 6,000 points.

Ming Yanwei, who shot this shocking arrow, had no time to care about the Lord God's reminder. She was gasping for breath at the moment, her whole body was soft and weak, her right hand had disintegrated into flesh and blood, and all her strength was completely drained away with this arrow.

For a moment, the battlefield fell into an eerie silence. The evil dragon in the sky wailed amidst the clouds before turning and fleeing.

On the ground battlefield, a terrifying corridor of flesh and blood stretched from Ming Yanwei through the entire army of Mordor. From the depths came the muffled sound of the flesh and blood altar collapsing, and the huge Mordor battle flag was melted into liquid iron rain by arrows.

"Holy crap! Awesome!" Zhang Jie, who had just been fighting with several Ringwraiths and a group of evil dragons in the sky, couldn't help but admire.

His eyes were vicious, and the arrow had a lethality beyond the general fourth level.

Even Zheng Zha didn't dare to take the arrow head-on.

"Counterattack! Counterattack!" He gave the order to counterattack through the mental link.

Kill him while he's sick.

The Legion Astartes launched a counter-charge, sweeping away most of the advancing demonic forces. Seeing that Mordor's attack had been thwarted once again, the situation on the battlefield was about to become balanced again.

at this time.

boom!
A loud bang that shook the world suddenly sounded.

The ground shook violently for a moment.

Ming Yanwei immediately raised her head and looked behind her.

The extremely huge Lonely Mountain City Wall at the end of the sight suddenly exploded, and the raging flames wrapped in broken rocks rushed madly into the sky, dyeing the entire sky scarlet.

"What." She widened her eyes.

But at the same time, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind her.

The golden dagger cut through the curtain, and a cold, soft hand grabbed her shoulder and pulled her into the gap.

Then, the gap closes.

Gunnier turned around and found that the place where Ming Yanwei was just now was empty.

He didn't seem to understand what was happening and just staggered forward.

A voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Jie's heart as he was blocking the army of ghosts.

"Zhang Jie, Ming Yanwei is missing!" Zhan Lan said anxiously.

"What's going on? What does it mean to be missing?" Zhang Jie also responded quickly in the mind link.

"She completely disappeared from my mental scan in an instant."

"It's like it was erased." Zhan Lan's tone was a little frightened and confused.

Zhang Jie's face was solemn: "There is no penalty. She is still alive. I am back now. Let's combine our mental scans and find her!"

"Don't come back now. Saito Ichi is in danger and needs support." Zhan Lan said intermittently, but his tone was very strange.

Zhang Jie always felt something was wrong, an indescribable strange feeling entangled his mind, but the large number of ghosts rushing up again interrupted his thoughts.

But as a master of mental control, he would not let go of any abnormality in the mind.

While fighting the enemy, he hurriedly examined his own mind, and unexpectedly discovered a trace of strange mental power.

He followed the mental connection that Zhan Lan had just made to him and entered his spiritual body.

Oh no, something happened!
He immediately flew up, but the group of evil dragons in the sky attacked him like crazy.

——Damn it, I got caught!
He was extremely anxious and regretful.

Why are all the combat forces fighting outside, leaving only Wang Xia in the command center to protect a few weak women?

This arrangement is really weird.

And why would the Zhongzhou team hand over command to an outsider?

Where are our wise men!

We should have a wise man. Who is he? Why can’t I remember him at all?

(End of this chapter)