'Ellen, I'm unarmed now. Will you let me go back to my companions?' Luan Zhuo raised her hands, palms toward Alan, and gave up all resistance.
Seeing Luan Zhuo so decisive surrender, Alan was somewhat at a loss. I did not know whether to put away the bacteria knife and fireball. I had to keep my body low and alert.
This space is not small at all. In front of it is the corridor leading to the other end of the base. Luan Zhuo and his wife also wear wind boots. During the time of the chase, using vast underground Spaces and unfamiliar structures, not to mention looking for someone, Alan had to be on the lookout for a surprise!
"Is that all right? When Alan did not respond for a long time, Luan Zhuo asked again, but the tone was not the old disrespect, but a bit of military fortitude, "My comrade has been wounded, as you can see, human life is at stake, I need to treat him!"
As if seeing the determination in Luan's eyes, Alan decided to believe him for the time being. He returned to his normal standing state, only a little cat waist, liquid knife, and fireball did not withdraw, always wary of its unexpected attack.
Seeing that Alan no longer objected, Luan Zhuo did not say a word, directly crouched down, and began to perform a simple dressing treatment for the mercenary with the broken arm. Luan Zhuo raised her left hand and kicked the broken knife at Ellen's foot. "Help me heat it, will you?"
After a moment's hesitation, Alan picked up the broken knife, placed it on the golden fireball, and pulled it back and forth, giving it to Luan Zhuo to throw around. Luan Zhuo picked it up and felt that the air around him seemed to be a little hotter. A wry smile made it clear that this was Alan's warning not to make a move!
The cut of the broken-arm sellsword was strange. It was blackened and not a drop of blood flowed from it as if a hand had been cut off and then roasted. Up from the wound, the arm was swollen a whole circle, and the skin was loose, even erosion. It was also abnormally scarlet, rather than the normal color of flesh, as if it had been pickled.
Luan Zhuo put the broken knife as a scalpel, meticulously pick all the burnt meat, and then cut off the rotten scarlet meat, the professional technique, let Alan suspect that this guy is a mercenary before the doctor! What Alan did not notice, however, was that the two sellsword soldiers were lip-talking.
"What about the second brother?"
"Wait for another chance," said Luan Zhuo, her lips moving as she tended to the wound. "The Arcane's weapons are too powerful to help." They looked at each other and made a calculation.
"Why do you surrender?" The sellsword seemed to have no intention of attacking, Alan began. The fireball in the palm of his right hand was still burning, but the temperature had dropped a lot and the color had turned orange-red.
The two mercenaries looked at each other as if Alan's question seemed to them very strange.
"Where did you come from, boy?" Luan Zhuo had no time to answer. The unarmed mercenary spoke.
Alan did not know why he had been asked this question, and for a moment he was confused, but he answered: 'Bido Heads.'
"Senobo?" Alan's answer confirmed the sellsword's suspicion that this time he was not an Apperian. "A good place, at least, not to fight."
Alan did not know what to say, so he asked again: 'Why surrender?'
The sellsword sniffed coldly. How? There's no one left. You disarmed them.
"No one? Did you look at the others?" Alan, startled at this, had not expected it.
"See the corridor behind the door?" The Sellsword twisted his head and puckered his lips as he gestured for Alan to look behind the door. "A hundred yards, we'll be attacked if we go in. Our brothers, they're all folded in."
"Is Grenn dead in there?"
The sellsword paused for a moment, and then looked a little depressed. "The captain..."
"We got separated." Luan Zhuo suddenly inserted a word and then began to deal with the wound. The armless sellsword didn't say anything. It was a tacit agreement.
Seeing this, Alan understood. This fierce mercenary captain, I'm afraid, has been handed over to the family. How many days has it been? If you're alive, what's the reason not to rally your brothers? And the rest of the Sellsword regiment, they're supposed to have died in the hallway defense.
"What's it like in that corridor?" Grenn was dead, and there was one less man to endanger Alan's life. And the Arcane, not wanting to touch the Sellsword's sorrow, quickly changed the subject.
The Sellsword hesitated and thought for a long time before answering:" The beam."
A light beam?
This corridor is used as a means of defense, usually with a crossbow trap, a higher level of alchemy equipment release arcane. But what is this light beam in the sellsword's mouth? Alan had no idea.
"Is it Arcane? Can you tell what kind of Arcane it is?" Alan could only think that the beam was a sign of arcane, but could not be classified into the usual arcane categories. The closest, but also treatment, treatment and where the ability to harm it!
"You're the Arcane, I don't understand. But it's not very common. Maybe the eldest is there, you know."
As the sellsword narrated, Alan saw a piece of this mind-numbing defense. When the sellsword first went in, nothing happened. Just a dozen meters into the corridor, the distance generated a white light beam, quickly toward the entrance, the beam of light is not violent, nor does it appear to have any temperature.
Unaware of what was happening, the sellswords tried to avoid the beams somewhat haphazardly, and one of the sellswords was struck by the beams straight ahead. It doesn't matter. Everything you touch starts to heat up and expand rapidly. At first, it just smells like it's cooked, but after a few seconds, it starts to smell like it's burnt and turns black!
And that's not all. The tissue will expand rapidly, getting bigger and bigger from the inside out until it can no longer withstand the shape and explodes around it!
After the first hapless sellsword falls victim, the team finally takes it seriously. The experienced mercenaries dodged the next few fast passing beams, and the team also smoothly advanced to the halfway position. Just when you think you can get through it safely, something happens!