Strictly speaking, this was the best opportunity for Du Yuqi to sneak into the temple quietly. Little Paul on his back had fallen into a deep coma and had not made a sound for a long time. It was estimated that his life was in danger.
Du Yuqi was definitely not a person with an overflowing sense of justice or overflowing compassion. If he was asked to sacrifice himself for others, he would never do it. Therefore, he simply tiptoed to the side, intending to bypass the battlefield and continue heading towards the Minsk Cathedral.
Just when Du Yuqi had moved about fifty or sixty meters, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed!
It turned out that when the two elite Bantu guards realized that they could not win the battle and still had no way to deal with the enemy in front of them, one of them suddenly broke away from the battle group, and then rushed towards the three stretchers being carried on the open space not far away at an astonishing speed with a grin.
Attack the enemy where they must be rescued!
Since you are so ruthless, you must have brought these three wounded people with you as soft persimmons, right? Do you come to rescue us or not? If you come to rescue us, you will have to fight us head-on. If you don't come, kill these people first and let their screams disturb your heart.
"No!" The mysterious man was immediately distracted and turned around to chase the enemy.
However, the elite Bantu guard who was fighting with him sneered. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He raised his right fist and smashed it hard on the mysterious man.
Even though this mysterious man was very powerful, he was still knocked flying by the punch with his injured body, and then hit the wall next to him heavily. Even the hat he was wearing flew off, revealing a slightly pale face, and he vomited blood.
It can be seen that this mysterious man has thick eyebrows and three-dimensional facial features, which are very attractive. He should be between 25 and 35 years old. Even though he was seriously injured and vomiting blood, he still exuded an elegant temperament. What surprised Du Yuqi the most was that this mysterious man had his eyes closed. It seemed that he had been fighting without vision before?
After he was knocked away by the punch, the pen in his hand also flew out of his hand, and a large amount of blood immediately oozed out of the wound on his back. He could not help but coughing violently. At this time, the elite Bantu guard had already rushed straight in front of him, stretched out his hands and grabbed his shoulders with a grin, obviously ready to use their extremely powerful wrestling skills.
But at this moment, a ball of bright yellow light suddenly emerged from the body of this mysterious man, and then the light formed an illusion of a peculiarly shaped seal, with carvings of dragons, fish, phoenixes and birds on it, which actually separated the hands of this elite Bantu guard like a shield.
Such an emergency occurred suddenly, not to mention the Bantu elite guard who was the first to bear the brunt. He didn't believe in evil and punched hard a few times, but was still bounced back by the bright yellow light. The Bantu elite guard who was running towards the wounded in the distance also looked back in astonishment.
This abnormality also surprised Du Yuqi who was watching. He knew that this mysterious man was much stronger than he seemed. He narrowed his eyes and began to weigh the pros and cons:
"This guy seems to be very concerned about the three people on the stretcher. They must be people he cares about very much. I have never met him and I have never owed him a favor. It is my duty not to save them, but it is a favor if I save them. But if I go out to save them now, I believe he will owe me a favor."
"At the same time, after helping him, we can travel together. If I encounter any trouble next, he will not sit idly by. This place is still a long distance from the Minsk Cathedral, and there may be ambushes along the way. With his help, at least the chance of entering is much greater! And little Paul on my back is a baby, and his vitality should be much stronger than that of ordinary people. I think he can hold on a little longer... If you calculate it this way, the benefits of me helping to save people are greater than the risks."
After making up his mind, Du Yuqi immediately took little Paul off his back and found that although his eyes were closed, his breathing was weak and he had fallen into a coma, his heartbeat was still strong and he could probably hold on for a while. Just in case, Du Yuqi took out a simple oxygen mask and put it on him.
At this time, the building where Du Yuqi chose to hide was also empty. There was no one there. There was a layer of dust on the table in the room. It should have been no one living there for a long time. Even so, Du Yuqi still hid the child in the space behind the curtains, and then rushed forward to rescue him.
After Du Yuqi ran about twenty meters, he just came to the top of the Bantu elite guard. He suddenly exerted force with his feet, and the solid sky tree planks made a "creaking" sound under his shoes as if they could not bear the weight. Then Du Yuqi bounced up from a height of seven or eight meters and jumped straight down!
While he was leaping down, he had already drawn out the huge scarlet sword and chopped down the Bantu elite guard. This blow was a result of Du Yuqi using the skill of Collapsing Mountains. At the same time, he was slashing from a high position while leaping over the ground. His momentum instantly soared to the peak!
Not only that, the blazing Kulan's Flame Shadow Sword turned into a crimson color, and the heat wave was oppressive. If this elite Bantu guard insisted on continuing to move forward and hurt people, he would have to face the sharpness of Du Yuqi's sword.
Although the Bantu elite guard was arrogant, he was not conceited. He immediately exerted force with his feet to stop his forward momentum, then rolled to the side, looking quite embarrassed.
After Du Yuqi landed with a bang, he took a deep breath and immediately strode forward, pressing towards the elite Bantu guard. It seemed that he could not wait to engage in close combat with the opponent and was determined not to distance himself from him.
Logically speaking, having witnessed the attacks of these elite Bantu guards with one's own eyes, and knowing that they are skilled in wrestling, grappling and grabbing skills in close combat, and that they are protected by extremely powerful armor, a normal person's first reaction would be to keep a distance from them and slowly engage in a war of attrition.
However, Du Yuqi feels that the most terrifying ability of the Bantu elite guards is neither their dominant armor nor their wrestling and grappling skills, but their ghostly speed. When they run, they leave long afterimages, making it impossible to catch a glimpse of their true self.