Eastern mythology system

Chapter 386
The speed at which the stone door closed was not fast, but it was tall and heavy, but it gave people an unstoppable feeling.

Roger yelled, and at the same time his body flew in that direction.

"Hold on, don't let that door close!"

The few mercenaries closest to the gate reacted and ran over quickly, pushing against the stone gate forcefully.

Although everyone has no intention of turning back, but not wanting to go and having nowhere to go are two different concepts.If there is a way out, even if the road is guarded by terrifying gold-eating ants, it is better than nothing.

There were four mercenaries who ran over, all with the strength of bronze fighters.The two were in charge of a door, and tried their best to compete with the mechanism behind the stone door.

However, the result of the competition is obvious.The other mercenaries who were far away could see that the speed at which the stone door closed hadn't changed at all.

Soon, other mercenaries who were closer were also about to arrive, and at this moment, there was only a gust of wind, and a figure overtook the mercenaries who were rushing past, and arrived under the stone gate first.

It's Roger!
"drink!"

The person in charge of the Dark Alliance yelled, and pressed his hands on a huge door panel on the left. With a push, the stone door, which was slowly but firmly trying to close, finally stopped under the strength of a golden fighter.

"Leave this to me, you go there!"

Roger increased his strength again, and the surface of his body glowed with golden light.

The stone door creaked, and he pushed it backwards by himself.

Seeing the two bronze fighters, they immediately let go of their hands with interest and turned to another stone gate.

And the mercenaries who arrived one step later also joined in.

The strength of the golden fighter is clearly revealed at this moment.

The two huge stone gates that were about to close also had Roger, a golden fighter, on one side, and a dozen bronze fighters on the other, with a huge difference in the number of people.

However, under Roger's full power, the stone door on the left was pushed back slowly.On the other hand, the dozen or so bronze fighters exhausted all their strength, but they could only slightly slow down the closing speed of the gate.

Eusebio watched not far away, and didn't intend to reach out to help, but let out a long sigh.

"Master Roger, forget it."

The mercenaries around were taken aback when they heard this, and Roger also paused, and asked loudly, "Why?"

"Are you going to stand here against the gate forever and be a door god?"

Eusebio's rhetorical question left Roger speechless.

He pushed the huge stone door back a few steps with a violent force like venting, then turned around and walked back with a stinky face.

Eusebio is right, although there are hundreds of thousands of mercenaries here, the high-end combat power of the gold-level powerhouses cannot tolerate such waste.

The bronze fighters on the other side listened to their conversation, and naturally they let go of their support after struggling.

Compared to Roger, they are of course the type that can be wasted casually.It's just that their strength is low, they can't last long at all, and there is no point in sacrificing them.

The two huge stone gates didn't have as many emotions as they did, they just closed slowly but unstoppably according to their predetermined trajectory.

Seeing that the stone gate was about to be completely closed, Escobar, who had been standing idly by, suddenly turned his head, his eyes were like lightning, and looked to his right.

Like a coincidence, and as if he had expected it, Long Aotian took a step forward at this time.

"what?"

Escobar was astonished, and the movement that had already been prepared was almost interrupted.

This step of Long Aotian seems to be casual, there is nothing special about it.But in Escobar's view, it was like a sharp thorn standing on the originally planned route, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

It's just that the arrow is on the string and I have to send it.Long Aotian made a stride intentionally or unintentionally, causing Escobar to instinctively change his direction and goal.

The nearby mercenaries only felt a blur in front of their eyes, and Escobar was no longer there.When he reappeared, the head of the Tomahawk Mercenary Group was already standing next to a silver fighter.

I saw his right hand protruding out, shaped like an eagle's claw, grabbing the shoulder of the silver fighter with lightning speed.

The Silver Fighter didn't have time to react, he just felt his body go numb, and somehow he flew up, and when he landed on the ground with a bang, he had already landed outside the closing stone gate.

"Do not……"

The silver fighter screamed terribly, and the golden vindictiveness that Escobar sent into his body was still wandering around, making him unable to move.Before he could recover, the two huge stone doors were slammed shut.

"Try to see if you can push the door open from the outside. Remember to use all your strength, if you don't want to die."

Before the huge stone gate was completely closed, the slightly mocking voice of the instigator, Escobar, was like a sharp knife, piercing the Silver Warrior's ear and his heart.

"why?"

More than a dozen mercenaries surrounded Escobar, looking sad and angry.

The silver fighter who was isolated from the hall by the stone gate was the head of a small mercenary group.Being murdered by Escobar for no reason like this, still in front of thousands of mercenaries, his regiment members were shocked and angry, so they naturally wanted to ask for an explanation.

"Didn't we just discuss whether the Shimen can be pushed open from the outside? There is only one chance at the moment. Of course, we must hold on tightly and not let it go easily."

Escobar didn't change his face, and he didn't panic when he was surrounded.The members of the Tomahawk mercenary group quickly followed up, and pushed the members of the small mercenary group rudely away.

Although those regiment members were angry, they couldn't bridge the gap in strength, and could only be pushed back again and again, still questioning in their mouths.

"Why is it our regiment leader, there are thousands of mercenaries here, why is it our regiment leader?"

Escobar took his time and was patient.

"Everyone has seen the scene just now. I'm afraid the bronze fighters can't do anything to this gate, and I can't catch the gold fighters, so I can only choose the silver fighters."

This explanation is not like an explanation, but more like a joke. Naturally, it is impossible to let those members feel relieved.In fact, unless the silver fighter can come back safely, the members of the regiment will not be satisfied with any explanation.

"But……"

Escobar's complexion was like a June day, changing as he said.

"There's nothing wrong with it. If it's not your regiment leader, then tell me, there are hundreds of mercenaries here, who should go?"

The members of the group were all tongue-tied and speechless.

Not to mention the dominance of Escobar and the Tomahawk mercenary group, which is almost the bottom of the small mercenary group, and now it has lost its core leader. Who do they dare to point out, and who can they offend?

Who should go?The team members could not answer this question at all.

Eusebio frowned and said slowly: "Captain Escobar, it's unnecessary!"

Escobar still looked indifferent.

"We have to try. There are not many opportunities like this. And who can guarantee that the gate that has not been cracked by the magic circle over there will be completely closed before we pass through."

Originally, the mercenaries were a little turbulent, but they couldn't help feeling tense when they heard the words.

This is not entirely impossible!

Eusebio shook his head and said no more.

Seeing that the members of the small mercenary group gave up reasoning with Escobar, they ran to the gate, shouting the name of the silver fighter, while making futile efforts towards the huge stone gate.

In just a few words, if their team leader could push open the door, he would have already broken in.There has been no movement until now, and the result is already obvious.

This result was not unexpected. Everyone saw the scene of Roger and a dozen bronze mercenaries pushing the stone gate just now.How could a miracle be created by just a silver fighter.

Escobar's so-called try is just a try.

Escobar, who was vicious, didn't care about the fearful or fearful eyes of the surrounding mercenaries. He glanced in the direction of the Linghu mercenary group, turned and walked away.

Franco's body was cold, but there seemed to be boundless anger burning in his heart.

Franco also saw the scene just now.He failed to understand the mystery of Long Aotian's striding movements.But he knew very well that without this step, Franco would be the one standing outside the stone gate now!
Franco gritted his teeth, silently reciting two names in his heart.

Escobar!

Tomahawk Mercenary Group!
(End of this chapter)