Chapter 61 61. Zhan Gang

A frightened child will look like a deer.

At this time, White was standing among a group of children about his age. Mass panic was not something a child could resist.

Even if this child has gone through hardships.

Although the clothes were originally old, but had been washed cleanly by Mrs. Downer and had fine stitching, they were now stained with dirt and stretched out of shape.

His slightly oversized head was turning around anxiously, and his survival instinct made him try in vain to use his senses to collect more information.

Humanity's desire for light is largely due to the fear of "losing visual information".

In a sense, information is the guarantee of life.

Lan En didn't hesitate for a moment. In fact, just seeing White was safe and sound made his extremely stretched nerves feel relieved.

This kid is fine. It's great.

But at the same time, a more urgent sense of crisis hit me as the two long torches moved.

White originally shouted "Lan En!" in surprise.

The temperature is enough!

"They are coming soon! Dozens of them! You run very fast, right Lan En. I have seen you faster than the wind! You can escape! Now look back, you can escape!"

His actions were completely connected with the two arrows that forced Lan En back!

This kind of wooden cage consists of pieces of wood as thick as an adult's arm, which are tied repeatedly and arranged in a row.

The magic power in his hand is outputting, and the bolt of the iron lock is much thicker than the blade of the sword.

The rattan and leather used for binding were all broken.

The child is fine, but the situation is serious!

Lan stood in front of the door of the large wooden cage where White was imprisoned.

Dense and strong.

White once thought that if he could help Lan En collect herbs, maybe they could become friends!

Facing two crossbow arrows, there was no way to use the seal, and there was no way to block with one wrist armor and the other with the sword.

Lan En stopped immediately.

Lan En lay on the ground for several seconds, unable to stand up.

The footsteps coming from behind were getting closer and closer, and my heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest.

But then, the long dragon of fire approached quickly, and the surprise on his little face quickly turned into panic.

The group of enemies looked around, but if they were hit by an arrow, the action would be completely ruined!

White burst into tears.

Wood is the type that has been cut recently and is full of moisture. Even though its hardness cannot be compared with steel, it has excellent toughness. It will take a long time to cut off a wood with a big axe.

The Xiong School's steel sword was blocked in front of his chest, and with a "dang" sound, the heavy hammer flew away Lan En!

That guy's hammer was swung in a full circle before it was swung out, and it had accumulated enough kinetic energy!

The long sword on the back lost its target as White, and a large handful of cotton burst out from Lan En's cotton armor.

"Sir, calm down! You must do your best to stay calm! The magic flow in your hand is completely on the verge of losing control!"

Lan En pursed his lips and stood in front of the door, looking at the lock.

He didn't know what kind of fate he would face, but he was still willing to let someone out of danger at this time.

"Iron lock. Don't even think of plate armor stopping me today!"

In fact, the structure of the iron lock is similar to that of a solid iron block, and plate armor a few millimeters thick is simply not worthy of being compared with it in terms of local strength.

It was for this reason that White wanted to help Lan En.

The wooden stick-bound door that had been pulled open just now was knocked directly by Lan En, making a "thud" sound.

The witcher didn't even have time to take a breath. He yanked open the door, hugged White at the door under his arms, and immediately fled south.

The magic power turned into an orange burning stream, just like Lan En did with his sword.

The cold light of that moment even eclipsed the approaching torches.

"Let's go! Lan En! Let's go!"

White caught a glimpse of the visitor's face in the light of magic power, although it looked hideous and terrifying due to drinking the magic potion.

But there is no doubt that he recognized Lan En and was pleasantly surprised!

No matter what Lan En becomes, in Little White's heart, he is first and foremost a good person.

For valuable cargo, even cannibals know how to use an iron lock.

A man with a two-handed hammer swung the hammer and rushed over, laughing.

Only one step away from taking White away! Just this one step away!

Anxiety, fear of failure, fear of the power that defeated Margarita, fear of accidents. Unstoppable negative emotions surge like a tide, but at this time, you must stay calm!

Keep calm with your magic output!

Lan En felt like his brain was going to explode!

With a "sting" sound, the sweat from the tip of his nose dripped directly onto the iron lock, instantly evaporating into white smoke.

But after these two arrows, the demon hunter also discovered a fact that was by no means optimistic——

But under Lan En's angry attack, even the iron block was chopped open!

He doesn't know how to open locks, but at this point, the person he wants to save is already in front of him, but he is blocked by a lock. This is too ridiculous.

Maybe it's fear, maybe it's the excitement of seeing hope. But no matter what, it's unrealistic to ask a group of children who are almost scared out of their wits to stay quiet at this moment.

But at this time, Mentos also came out to warn.

Donna taught him that if you blindly ask for or blindly accept, you can't be considered a friend, because the two are not equal at all.

Unlike the prison cells in the costume dramas Lan En watched when he was a child, there are gaps between these wooden piles that you can't even reach out with your hands.

The steel sword was drawn out with a "clop", Lan En's body bent backwards, and the steel sword was always held on his head.

As expected, the child in the wooden cage began to scream after a moment of silence.

But the panic only existed for a moment.

The iron lock absorbed a large amount of heat energy in a short period of time, and even gave off a high-temperature orange-red texture like being in a forge.

It's not just nonsense of repeating the conclusions that have been reached long ago, but Lan En discovered that the group of people standing in front of him now are not at the same level as the cannibals in terms of combat literacy!

To put it simply, they know very well how to defeat fewer people when there are more people!

"Hello, mutant!"

The impact point was not Lan En's body, but the land in front of him.

The person he wanted to save was already by his side, but Lan En had no time to express his feelings at this time.

Only by helping each other can we be called friends.

The muscles in his arms suddenly bulged! The armor buckles were instantly tightened, and he let out a mournful cry.

He rushed directly to Lan En, slapped the wooden cage and shouted.

This child, who was only ten years old, became determined in an instant.

But just as Lan En estimated, there was no physical damage.

The door of the wooden cage is also made of wooden stakes, and the lock is consistent with Mentos' prediction.

The more than twenty people who had originally come towards the prison area first saw the magic fire, and then heard the children's shouts, and immediately understood that the problem in the camp lay here.

The demon hunter didn't even stand firm when he landed on the ground, and the war hammer was already swung horizontally with both hands and smashed towards him.

The spine activated instantly, and the steel sword was whipped like a whip by the swordsmanship of the Xiong School!

He could only throw Little White, who had just been rescued, to his side.

This angle is very strange, because Lan En's heavy armor will most likely cause the sword to scrape against the armor and slide down, leaving no physical damage.

The blade of the sword cut into the lock bolt of the iron lock, and was baked into a red iron lock by the high temperature. Sparks even exploded like forging under the sword!

Cut steel!

Lan En was even more anxious than him.

He broke out from the crowd of children who gave him a sense of security.

The other man with a long sword used a slash to slash Lan En's back from the side.

But when Lan En's expression was slashed with the sword, the tight feeling was almost as tight as a heated iron lock.

Now he is holding a man in one hand and holding a sword in the other.
To be continued...