Chapter 132： Reloaded Lancer, MAX!

"Ah, really nothing works except the sonic bomb?"

At the bottom of the basement, this is a one-meter-thick room made of fine iron. It is Ruth's last insurance to use himself as a bait.

In the hut, Ruth looked at the screen resentfully, even if it was such a strong explosion, he still did not hurt Roya. His biggest hole card is this casino that cost hundreds of millions of Baileys to transform. If Loya maintains this vigilance, it seems that there is really no way to finish hunting it.

"No wonder I can kill William and Mark, even the three wastes can't take you, but the strength is good." Ruth leaned on the reclining chair, took a big sip with a big glass, and the precious drink ran down His chin-bearded beard shed. As he drank, Ruth stretched out his other hand and pressed a seemingly random few on the console, pulling an ugly smile from the corner of his mouth.

but......

"Even if that's the case, Lao Tzu's trap is not just an explosion! Christopher Loya."

Ang!

In the dark, a deafening roar sounded, and in the middle of it, there seemed to be something broken.

...

"Are these cannibal plants after the bomb? It's really not creative."

Loya thought.

Then he fluttered slightly on the tongue of the plant in front of him, and a chill radiated out.

Wow!

The large room was immediately covered with frost, and those five- or six-meter-high cannibals roared, and soon stopped moving.

Looking from the corridor that Loya walked through, the entire space became white and blank, like an ice cave on a snowy mountain.

call......

Loya spit out an ice crystal and tore a vine on her arm to the ground.

Ruth's trap is indeed strong, but this strong one has a limit. After all, it is not possible to rely on traps to kill Loya, who is powerful and capable. Then what kind of four emperor navies are needed on this piece of sea, everyone just keeps the traps at home.

These plant attacks were so sudden, and because they were originally plants, the enemies of the creatures did not perceive them as strongly as ordinary creatures, and they were buried deep underground. They could not be perceived through thick soil when they heard the domineering color.

If placed on other people, including moles, I am afraid they will be entangled with vines that are caught off guard. But in the face of Loya, the cold around them was their biggest nemesis, only a slight release, and the actions of the cold- and freezing-resistant cannibal plants immediately slowed down.

Although the trap was easily resolved again, Loya was still upset.

"What's the sense of sight in this horizontal version of the customs clearance game !!! I'm not playing poisoned milk powder, but also one room by one room!"

While groaning, Loya looked at the dirt brought out by cannibal plants under his feet, and suddenly his eyes brightened.

"If it's all mud next, can I rush straight to the bottom?"

God knows how many layers are there, and how long does it take to go through them layer by layer? He doesn't have that patience.

As soon as you thought about it, Loya stepped on the moon to the mid-air, struggling hard with both hands, and the magic in her body poured out like a dam opening.

"Reloaded ... Lancer! Max!"

Three thousand magic points!

This is the maximum magic limit that the Lancer can take, and the stronger it will explode in place.

However, with the massive consumption of magic power, the power of this ice spear is naturally good.

Hum!

As soon as it appeared, the ice spear with a fist thickness began to shake uncontrollably, as if a steel plate had been struck, and the harsh buzzing continued.

If you look closely, you will find that in addition to vibration, there is also the crackling sound of airflow blasting, which is the sound of ice spears breaking through the air during vibration.

It is still so powerful when you stay in your hand. Once launched, the destructive power can be imagined.

Bending down, swinging the ice spear at a 90 ° angle from the ground, Loya aimed at the center of the floor, and pushed hard with both hands.

Wow ...

It was almost instantaneous. The ground floor of the second basement suddenly shattered, and the thick soil layer was now like a crispy cream biscuit.

then.

Huh!

The sound of the sonic boom reached Loar's ears at this time, and the strong air flow blew his hair like a chicken coop.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

The sound of impact continued, and soon, with the last explosion, the entire Jade Street shuddered.

When everything was calm, Luo Ya came to the hole where the ice spear bombarded, looked down, and nodded with satisfaction.

As he guessed, with the exception of the first and second floors, the remaining basements were not luxurious enough to use fine iron to make the floor.

Although it is still concrete, compared to fine iron, the hardness and toughness are undoubtedly far away, allowing the ice spear to easily break through.

"That's a lot more."

After spreading the domineering smell, Luo Ya immediately became dragon and flew down.

...

As the explosion sounded, Ruth noticed a change in the situation.

He quickly called up the monitor and wanted to see the situation, but when he saw a white lightning bolt, the surveillance phone bug was destroyed and the screen fell into darkness.

When he was in doubt, a strong vibration came from his head. The thick iron plate outside made an unpleasant twisting sound. The strong vibration almost made him vomit and bleed.

At the moment Ruth knew that he was too careless.

Every basement was trapped with powerful traps for life. The pirates who had fought with Jones failed to break to the bottom and died halfway.

This gave Ruth a strong confidence: even if you kill the rest of the cadres ~ www.novelhall.com ~ my trap is invincible!

He didn't think that someone would go directly to the next level by damaging the floor like Loya, but we must know that the strong man who can hit here faced the unknown situation, who would be so reckless?

In other words, who can fly?

With Jones's reputation, who dares to underestimate the master of the trap? The ghost knows what's underneath the floor. If it continues to be the floor, then the big deal is to continue fighting.

But what if the bottomless abyss, the sea, and the crater? Wouldn't it be death.

As long as it is constrained, Presumably, as long as some launch traps are set up, most people will be killed.

Humans are still used to fighting on the ground.

And these basements are all surrounded by steel plates, which are obviously designed for traps. Destroying the floor seems to be terrible, but in fact they have broken their own back road.

No matter what the reason, no one will do that.

But Ruth today met Loya, a guy who didn't play cards according to common sense. He flies because he can fly, and he does so boldly.

As a result, he is now aggressive.

Hold the grass, isn't my trap in vain? How else is he playing?

Then ... looking up at the incandescent lamp that was on and off, Ruth muttered: "There are fifteen layers above, what kind of attack can be broken at once?"