Chapter 354: Silver Armor Temple (4) The fat man turned the body of the silver armor archer over carefully, then inserted a small dagger into his chest, pulled and scratched, and saw Deep in the chest, where the human heart used to be, there is a ruby-white hexagonal crystal, which is the crystal nucleus. Read the novel on your mobile phone and update simultaneously\!{'} The Silver Armored Warriors have no blood. It seems that after thousands of years of sealing, these Silver Armored Warriors are only an empty shell. I believe that if these crystal nuclei are not supporting their bodies, Then these silver-armored warriors have long been reduced to ashes. After putting the crystal core into the space ring, Fatty looked into the distance. At this time, he couldn't help but frown slightly, because his intuition told him that someone was spying on him. There is a small alley 1,500 meters away from the fat man. There is a middle-aged man with a pale face in the alley. This middle-aged man is holding a hammer in his hand. There is a small white mark between the hammer and the hammer handle. skull. And beside him were four retinues. One of the servants, who looked very weak, had his eyes closed as if he was asleep, but as time passed, his forehead began to ooze with sweat drops, and there were more and more drops of sweat. It looked like he was having a nightmare. , saw the God of Death in his dream. The remaining three subordinates stood quietly beside the weak subordinate. The position they stood in happened to block all directions from which the subordinate might be attacked. Next to everyone are the silver-armored warriors piled up into a small hill. The height of three to four meters and the diameter of five to six meters indicate that more than a dozen silver-armored warriors have fallen in this small alley. After a while, the weak servant suddenly opened his eyes, and then he breathed in the air. After a long time, his violently undulating chest calmed down. "Jia Li, what's the result?" The middle-aged man, whose face was as pale as bone, asked the frail servant. The middle-aged man¡¯s voice was eerie, making people feel creepy all over. "Master Pasali, there are three groups of people within two thousand meters. One is a young man with two followers. This group of people is not strong. Only the young warrior is an earth-level warrior, and the rest Two followers, one is a fighting spirit archer, and the other is a shield warrior. The other group is a bit more difficult. The knight in this group is called Drunl, an earth warrior level, possessing terrifying power and fighting spirit. , he has a total of five followers, all from different professions, so it is a bit difficult to win the last boss, no, it is just one person, the black gold, Russell, whose strength is currently unknown. , but it killed an earth warrior-level archer," Jia Li said in a low tone after steadying his breathing. After listening to Jia Li's report, Pasali pondered for a moment and suddenly laughed: "Kill that young man first, this is a very interesting game!" Until a few minutes later, the fat man felt that The feeling of being spied on disappeared. It felt bad to be spied on, and it also aroused Fatty's vigilance. The fat man knew that there must be magicians among the retinues carried by the knights. Special magicians often possess various special magics. For example, the magician who spied on him must have the magic of perception. This is the first time that Fatty feels the importance of followers. In fact, the knights and followers are more like a team, regardless of their identity and status. The fat man looked at the archers and silver-armored warriors on the ground, and then jumped down from the ten-meter-high hall. "Walking through the corridors and roads, Fatty was looking for his prey. Of course, the prey is not just those silver-armored warriors. In fact, the candidates taking the exam can also be regarded as prey. ¡°It¡¯s just that the prey and the hunter will always change. Therefore, while the fat man regards others as prey, he may not be prey in the eyes of others. Fatty knew this very well, so he didn¡¯t hesitate as usual at the beginning. Except for yourself, everyone else is prey here. I believe every candidate knows this, except those idiots who really dream of a fair competition. Although the number of shining armored warriors outside was a small number, it was obviously not as many as Fatty imagined. In Fatty's impression, the number of people needed to defend the royal court was often a huge number. But now, Fatty didn't even think about half of it. "Most of them should have been eradicated by the Bright Knights of the Holy See." The fat man figured out the key in a flash of thought. At the corner of an outer staircase, Fatty met three silver-armored warriors. These three warriors only had the strength of high-level warriors, so they were easily hunted by Fatty. But what surprised Fatty equally was thatThe three warriors actually had a faint coordination. Although they have no IQ, they still have the ability to cooperate, which shows that cooperation has been deeply implanted in the hearts of these warriors. The Silver Armor Warrior was undoubtedly powerful at the time, and even now it is not something that ordinary rookie candidates can solve. Although the fat man easily killed the three warriors, the same fat man also became alert. Three well-cooperated warriors pose no threat to Fatty, nor do ten or even dozens of them. But when the number reaches hundreds, I believe that even Fatty who has reached the level of Sky Warrior will have no choice but to run away. The huge base number and effective coordination are enough to make the fat man retreat. Of course, the premise is that these warriors have the strength of high-level warriors or above. Just when Fatty stepped onto the top floor, a scream of "Ah" suddenly reached Fatty's ears, which came from the other direction of the building. The fat man took a few steps forward and looked down condescendingly. I saw a knight with three followers struggling to support himself under the attack of dozens of silver-armored warriors, and the scream came from one of the followers. The right arm of the attendant was chopped off by a silver-armored warrior with a big sword, and blood was oozing out. Looking at the dozens of silver-armored warriors with different professions, the fat man's facial muscles couldn't help but twitch. He would do whatever he was afraid of. These silver-armored warriors are not completely scattered, but quite a few are gathered together. When encountering the Shining Armor warriors gathered together, they were undoubtedly facing disaster. Among the silver-armored warriors there were archers, warriors holding shields or swords, and what's more, the fat man also saw two magicians in silver robes behind him. Although the silver-armored magicians don't wrap their whole bodies in clothes like the silver-armored warriors, all they show is their faces. The pale face, which was completely attached to the bones due to lack of moisture, made the fat man tremble slightly. The magician was singing, and it looked like it would take a long time to release a magic. And this means that the power of magic is huge. Looking at the few people struggling to support themselves, the fat man shook his head, and then walked towards the original path without looking back. Fatty can't save these people, and he won't save them either. There is no chance for prey and hunter to coexist. When he reached the top of the stairs, a "boom" explosion suddenly sounded. The sound was very shocking. When the explosion sounded, the fat man felt that even the ground was shaking violently. ¡¡¡¡Compared to the daytime, the temple is truly terrifying at night. ? Human beings need rest, but Silver Armor warriors don¡¯t. And at night, no bonfires can be lit. When the bonfire is lit, it will undoubtedly be the brightest target and will attract a large number of silver-armored warriors. Fortunately, the priests prepared a lot of water and dry food for the candidates before entering the magic circle. Otherwise, it is estimated that half of them would choose to retreat. Although it was night, the temple remained silent, and screams could be heard from all directions from time to time. These voices only belong to those candidates and the retinue, because the silver-armored warriors are unconscious. And this means that more and more candidates will fall down at night. The fat man was currently nesting in a small decorative hut embedded in the uppermost part of a temple. This small hut that could only accommodate one person was undoubtedly safe. But the fat man still maintained a high degree of vigilance. Although he squeezed his body into the small room, if he wanted to come out, it would only take a moment. In the small house, Fatty was recovering the physical strength and fighting spirit he had spent during the day. The process of eating takes place while traveling, so what the fat man needs most now is rest. Although Fatty has a record of not resting for several days and nights, that was under normal circumstances. Now, although Fatty can still maintain a state of not resting, it is at the expense of slow recovery of fighting spirit and physical strength. In this dangerous area, the more fighting spirit you have, the more likely you are to become a hunter. During the day, Fatty got a total of twenty-two crystal nuclei, including three from earth warriors and nineteen from high-level warriors. These crystal nuclei do not entirely come from the Silver Armored Warriors, half of them come from a small team. "Probably because Fatty's previous achievements were too enviable, so as soon as Fatty was discovered, the silly knight led four of his followers and chased Fatty. It only took the fat man two minutes to kill this group of people. Although there were five of them, this knight was obviously from a wealthy family in which country. Although he had a strong family,He has great strength, but his combat experience is very poor, and he doesn't understand what cooperation is at all. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? If those subordinates weren¡¯t veterans, then this time would have been shortened. It is not uncommon for a knight to drag down his retinue. Most of those young masters who only know how to practice and have never been on the battlefield and rely on family financial resources to grow can only drag down their own followers. While Fatty was recovering his physical strength and fighting spirit, he was thinking about his next plan. "Obviously, compared to the team, the crystal nuclei obtained by Fatty alone are far behind in terms of quality and quantity. So if he wants to get a higher score in this exam, he can only plunder. But this is not an easy job. After a day of elimination, all the rookies have probably been killed. The rest, without exception, are experienced warriors. And this makes plundering correspondingly more difficult. But the rewards are often corresponding. In the hands of these experienced warriors, the quality and quantity of the crystal nuclei they possess correspond to their efforts. Fatty is not too worried about plundering the crystal core, because almost all the candidates are at the level of earth warriors. Even if they have powerful retinues, as long as Fatty is careful, nothing will go wrong. The fat man was worried about Miriel, the middle-aged man with a slender figure and green eyes. That middle-aged man definitely has strength no less than Fatty. "Where is he?" the fat man muttered.