Chapter 5 The Beast Tide Strikes
"Sugar skewers!"
In Cecilia's coquettish reprimand, a cyan long stick pierced into the crowd, and most of the team was caught off guard.
This progressive thrust is a common move in the art of guns and sticks, but it can be used in Cecilia's hands, not only has a greedy name, but also has a good power with Hawke's help from time to time.
"Aromatic Doran Bey!"
"Steamed dragon crab!"
"Roasted Wheat Melon"
β...β
Cecilia didn't need to use magic at all against normal humans, and she used the "foodie stick method" with one hand, and there was almost no enemy, and she still had time to answer Charles in her busy schedule:
"Level 2 magic, quicksand. Don't be careless, he can still use nine more spells like this. β
Charles and the turban man fell into a brief confrontation, Hawke had already entered the flock, and the two shields danced in the tiger, forcing the tooth hunters to disperse and keep their distance from the humanoid bear.
"Change the bow and arrows!Spread out! Fight far away..."
Tate had suffered Hawke's loss, and knew that there was no turban man's spell, and he couldn't help him with a few people alone, so he immediately commanded the team to keep a distance and attack from a distance.
Before Tate's words fell, a gust of cold wind suddenly hit from behind the side, and he instinctively raised his sword to block obliquely.
"Kengqin!"
It's the screeching sound of two swords intersecting!
The sword was very sharp, and the sword went sideways, straight to Tate's broad-edged sword and cut into the palm of his hand.
Relying on years of combat experience, Tate pushed a sword to the opponent's wrist, which narrowly saved a right hand.
In his fright, he took two steps back towards the attacker, and only then did he see the true face of the attacker.
"Ezek!" Tate cried out through gritted teeth.
"Your opponent is me. β
Fiddling with his long gray hair, Ezek's longsword pointed at Tate and said lightly, "Or do you want to try Hawke's shield blade?"
"Damn, that brute bull was born with double crystals, I didn't hear that this Ezek is also the Chosen One, how can it be so strong?"
Thinking in his heart, Tate clenched the broad-edged sword in his hand without moving, and he hurriedly received the blow just now, but he couldn't unload it, and at this time the tiger's mouth was faintly painful.
"It's not too late for you to hand over the ring, don't wait for the captain to clean up that wild boy, it'll be too late to give in. β
Tate took a step back and said with a grim look.
"You're talking too much. β
Unmoved, Ezek stepped forward with a lunge, his sword pointing at Tate's left shoulder.
"Khooth!"
The sound of the two swords clashing suddenly, seeing that Azek was fierce, and he didn't spare his hand when he took out his sword, Tate had to use all his strength to meet the sword, and he fought back and forth with Azek.
Tate himself is a fifth-level warrior, and he was able to cover his whole body with the power of crystals a year ago, and he passed the first hurdle of the warrior stage, and it was the time to be complacent.
Who knew that he couldn't even take down an ordinary little ghost's head, so he couldn't help but add a little more strength for a while, striving for a quick solution.
Soon after the Silver Hand was rebuilt, none of the trio was specifically registered in the guild.
Hawke's strength is the most intuitive, the rare double crystal talent on the body, the effect is terrifying, and the power of the double shield is enough to prove that these two crystals are not in vain.
Needless to say, Cecilia is a graduate of the Royal Magic Branch after three years of recitation, and the conspicuous five-ring mage badge on her chest represents her basic combat power.
Only this Azek, whose strength is really incomprehensible, has never heard of him claiming to be the chosen one, let alone his martial artist level.
A Chosen One like Tate, when he was eating in the Silver Hand a few years ago, he was also the main force in the group, and he could follow the former leader's silver swordsmanship with his eyes closed.
But the dignified silver swordsmanship is in the hands of Ezek, and it is all tricky and tricky, and he can't wait for the sword to fall on Tate's sword-holding arm, and Cecilia and his brother are not the same taste at all.
The broad-bladed sword was already thicker than the average longsword, and at this time, Tate's feet were not as fast as Ezek's, and he could only rely on his wrist strength to block.
After more than ten swords, his right hand soon felt sore, and his usually handy swordsmanship was unsustainable.
Sure enough, within a few moves, Tate handed over his weapon to Azek, and the blade was added, not daring to move again.
"Hawke, stop playing, come and see this guy. β
Watching Hawke run all over the ground with a few ordinary team members, Ezek's sword rested on Tate's neck and shouted lazily.
"Hmph, that's boring. β
Hawke stopped when he heard this, and walked over and grabbed Tate, who could use a broad-bladed sword with one hand, was actually a burly man, but in Hawke's hands, he looked like a chicken.
The members of the Tooth Hunter team saw that the two Chosen on their side were defeated extremely quickly, one was beaten to the point of life and death as soon as he saw it, and the other was also restrained within two hits.
The group of people suddenly lost their morale, and they no longer had the courage to face Cecilia, the five-ring monk, and fled in all directions.
It wasn't until it was confirmed that the three had no intention of chasing, so they climbed up a few buildings and watched the battle of the last Chosen One from afar.
"Thorns!"
The turban man's deep roar broke his confrontation with Charles.
Several sharp ground thorns stabbed out of the ground behind Charles at the beckoning of the turban man, heading straight for Charles's heart.
It stands to reason that the ground stabbing technique is only an instant from the turban man's casting to the formation of the ground thorn, and even if a normal person intends to dodge, it is difficult to avoid the thrust from the rear.
But where is Charles a normal person, as soon as the turban man opened his mouth to cast a spell, Charles had already sprinted two steps forward, jumped up, jumped over the small quicksand, and beckoned to the turban man's head with a flying hammer.
"Earthen Wall!"
As the turban man chanted, a two-meter-high earthen wall rose from the ground, blocking Charles's sledgehammer.
Charles had just landed, and before he could stand firmly, a series of ground thorns stabbed at him.
Just as Charles was tired of the attack from his feet, a whisper came from behind the wall:
"Ground Thorn!"
However, this time the ground thorn did not emerge from the ground, but stabbed head-on from the heavy earthen wall.
The thorn was so close that Charles was caught off guard and had to block it with a hammer in a hurry.
"Quicksand!"
The turban man stabbed Charles several meters away, and then took advantage of the moment he was knocked away, and immediately connected to a quicksand technique.
At this time, even if Charles predicted the position of the quicksand technique, he couldn't dodge it in advance, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, the gurgling sand stream flooded his knees.
Cecilia had already sent those tooth hunters away, and she wanted to see how this noble young master could save himself, but she didn't expect him to shout as soon as he landed:
"Ceciliaβhelpβ"
Charles didn't hesitate for a moment, surrounded by quicksand, and the most basic survival skill was, of course, shouting.
"Vine Technique!"
Cecilia pulled him ashore with a vine spell, not forgetting to give him a roll of the eyes.
"Thank you, please go back and eat something delicious~" Charles thanked him repeatedly, then grabbed the vine and let Cecilia drag herself up and throw her towards the quicksand bank.
"Master Griffin, you have to count, you're a nobleman. Cecilia's eyes lit up, and she was already thinking about what she was going to eat.
After a few rounds of spell bombardment, the Turban Man found that he had consumed most of his mana.
At the moment, before Charles fell into the quicksand, he had already turned around and ran a few meters under the cover of the earthen wall.
He was still a dozen steps away from entering the alleyway, and it would be much easier to take the opportunity to get out when the time came.
"Huh?" Charles, of course, noticed the strangeness of the turban man, and as soon as he got ashore, he chased after him without touching his feet, and when it came to running, he was not at all worried about not being able to catch up with this industrious fellow.
What he was worried about was the sledgehammer in his hand, which had been like a transmitter since he had just hastily received it, and there had been a strange fluctuation emanating from the crystal.
Seeing that Charles was chasing after him, the turban man had to grit his teeth and sing:
"Flying Stones!"
Charles caught the oncoming boulder, except for a slight stagnation in his body, the speed of the chase did not decrease at all.
With a strange face, he asked Cecilia, who was chasing after him, "How many levels of spell is this?"
"Judging from the size of the stone, it's second-class..."
Cecilia was already surprised by Charles's great strength, after all, he was a fierce man who could fly the steel-bone demon ape with a hammer, and it was not unacceptable that a half-human-high stone could be taken with one hand.
"In this way, it turns out that I can do magic when I am three years old~"
Weighing the stone in his hand, Charles imitated the appearance of the turban man, and read it one by one:
"Fly, stone, art!"
After reading it, he waved his hand and threw the boulder at the turban man.
Cecilia was speechless.
For a moment, she wanted to stand on the side of the turban man and defend the dignity of the mage together.
She made up her mind that one day she must let this itchy young master taste the power of magic.
The boulder drew a parabola in the air and went straight to the turban man's vest, and the team members who were watching from the nearby building hurriedly shouted:
"Captain, be careful!"
In fact, there is no need to be reminded by the team members, the turban man senses the earth element that is approaching at great speed, and he also knows that things are not good.
At this time, if you want to dodge the flying stones, you can only choose to pounce sideways, but the alley entrance is already close in front of you, and the turban man decides to bet on him:
"The earthen wall... Ahh
The turban man was about to cast a spell to summon the earth wall to block the flying boulder for him, but he suddenly tripped over something under his feet, and fell face down into the street, but he also happened to avoid Charles's "flying stone technique".
"You still want to run, did you ask me?"
Charles didn't care about the failure of his "magic debut", and when he caught up, he kicked and stepped on the back of the turban man who was hitting the street, and said violently.
"yes, did you ask me?"
Cecilia also crossed her waist and walked over fiercely, and a green vine lay quietly at the mouth of the alley, which was the culprit who had just tripped the turban man.
"Vines!
Hawke also brought Tate and the One-Eyed Man over, and Cecilia brought a combination package for the three of them, tied it sturdily, and tied it with a bow.
"What now?" Cecilia asked Azek subconsciously.
"Isn't there a quicksand pit," Ezek pointed to the quicksand behind him, "the leader knocks him out, and then throws it in and it's over, killing and burying it." β
"Don't, don't, I don't want the ring, I don't want it, please let me go!" Tate pleaded when he heard that he was going to be buried alive.
"You'll regret killing me, you can't bear the wrath of the Tooth Hunting Mercenary Group..."
The turban man couldn't pull his face down and begged for mercy, and tried to threaten a few people: "Let me go, I will treat this incident as if it never happened." β
"That's nice, how did I hear that the Antelope Mercenary Regiment wounded your men and were beaten to the door in a few days? Now the whole regiment has been forced to take refuge in the nobles of Dotland City, and all of them have gone as private soldiers. β
Ezek said leisurely, narrowing his eyes slightly, his gaze wandering back and forth over the turban man's head, as if looking for a convenient place to start.
"It's really hateful, and sure enough, it's easy to kill!"
Hawke was furious when he heard this, and his disgust for Tooth Hunting deepened, and he wanted to kill these main Tooth Hunters with a shield immediately.
"Wait! I was wrong, let me go, I promise that Hunting Tooth won't trouble you!" When the turban man heard Hawke's murderous words, he finally panicked, and could only bow his head and admit his mistake.
"That's pretty much it..."
Cecilia's face was slightly better when she heard the words of the turban man, and she was about to untie them, but she felt a low vibration from the ground under her feet, and immediately waved her vine stick, pointed at the turban man's nose and shouted:
"What the hell are you doing?"
"It's not me, it's not me, I've lifted the elemental resonance..."The turban man hurriedly shook his head to prove his innocence.
"It's really not him," Charles said fairly, looking worriedly at the sledgehammer in his hand, from the beginning, he felt that there was a problem, "I'll go up and take a look." β
Charles explained, put down the restless sledgehammer, climbed a tall tower with his hands and feet, and looked in the direction from which the tremors were coming from.
It was this hope that made Charles, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, couldn't help but gasp.
I saw that on the hill to the west of Durut Town, smoke and dust were billowing and a large black shadow was slowly approaching in the smoke and dust.
If you look closely, there are hundreds of rockhorned rhinoceros rushing madly towards this place in the smoke and dust.
Charles's face turned green when he boarded, and the last time he saw this battle was when he came across the Howling Wind Wolves hunting the Rock Horn Rhinoceros.
He didn't have time to think about it, and while jumping directly off the tower, he shouted loudly:
"Let's go, it's the rockhorned rhinoceros herd, rushing over!"
In a panic, Charles only wanted to fall back to the ground as soon as possible, and it was just a moment before he hit the ground that a tall black shadow suddenly arrived.
"Big horse monkey!?"