Tomb Raiders: Treasure Raiders

Chapter 871 Tune the tiger away from the mountain (1)
The half-orc freedom fighters were the two of them who were driving a battleship to blow up the Lieyuan star. Maybe Dihua had died in the explosion, and Victoria's anger broke out unbearably.

Victoria was promoted to a saint at a young age. The proud Victoria was low-key but would not tolerate offenses from others. After traveling the universe and coming to this half-orc planet, Victoria's problem of protecting the weak broke out again. Orcs have lingered here for hundreds of years.

Victoria was already very annoyed by the repeated provocations of the Free Empire, and she must have been instructed by that human named Ivan to use such a despicable method today.

Nine thick silver snakes circled and condensed in the sky. The intense silver light could not be blocked even by the boundless sea of ​​fire. The nine lightning silver snakes condensed together in an instant, and the nine thunderbolts swirled and flew towards the guardian.

Victoria knew that this humanoid freedom fighter was the real core fighter of the Free Empire, and the half-orc freedom fighter was not reused at all.

The thunderbolt is like a silver-white drill bit, sharply piercing towards the back of the guardian. Just as the thunderbolt is about to hit the guardian's back, the spiritual power shield on the guardian's body suddenly spreads, blocking the first wave of thunderbolt's attack, and then guards the guardian's back. The victim staggered and fell down in the sky.

Mental strength?The corners of Victoria's eyes twitched. It is impossible for freedom fighters to have such a defensive method. Victoria clenched her fist in her right hand and opened it suddenly. There was a bang, and nine vacuum zones appeared in the flame where the lightning went.

The guardian and the mad dragon fell to the ground firmly, and the orcs on the ground hurriedly avoided the two steel monsters.After a while, Dihua's violent coughing and shouting came from inside the mad dragon: "Little brother! Cough... cough... little brother."

Victoria's heart moved, and she slowly came to the mad dragon and said, "You are..."

Dihua struggled to open the hatch of the mad dragon and rolled out. Dihua, whose face was covered in blood, scrambled to the guard's side, desperately casting holy magic on the guard.

Magellan opened the storage room on the guardian's leg and got out, beat the guardian desperately and shouted: "Boss, boss, what's wrong with you?"

When Victoria saw that Dihua was casting divine magic, he was powerless. Obviously, he was seriously injured when he fell from the air. Victoria stretched out her hand and pressed Dihua's back of his head, and abundant spiritual power was transmitted into Dihua's body.

The sacred magic of Dihua's injury became brighter, and Dihua cast the holy magic again and again, and finally a low moan came from the guardian, and Han Feng said dreamily: "Brother, is it you?"

Dihua cried out in a crying voice: "It's me, it's me."

Han Feng opened the guardian's cabin door, Di Hua could hardly believe his eyes, Han Feng was bleeding from all seven orifices, the clothes on his body were soaked in blood, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, even his lips were pale.

Han Feng tried his best to open his eyes with dilated pupils and smiled at Victoria, "It's an honor to meet you, my mentor."

(End of this chapter)