Chapter Seventy-Eight: Violence
The old mercenary opened his eyes and found that it was a young mercenary, but because he didn't remember much about people, he just thought that this mercenary was just a little familiar.
"Leave it to me first! You go and pick up the weapon first!"
Seeing that the old mercenary still had time to observe him, Yir couldn't help but urge.
The old mercenary did not hesitate at all, but ran directly to the place where the weapon fell and picked up the long sword that fell on the ground.
At this time, Il also turned around to dodge the next attack of the elite inferior demon, and his right arm was obviously trembling slightly.
The blow he had just fended off from this transcendent demon had almost exhausted all of his strength, and now his right hand was still completely paralyzed, and he couldn't even move now.
However, as soon as he dodged two attacks, Il's body was already shocked into a cold sweat.
Even if his reflexes were already considered top among mercenaries, he could dodge the two ordinary swings just now, because the attack speed of this elite demon was too fast.
I didn't feel anything when I watched the battle, but when it was my turn to fight head-on, I saw that the scythe was already in front of me before I could react.
The old mercenary naturally saw Il's embarrassment at this time, and only adjusted his breathing slightly, and rushed towards this elite inferior demon again.
There was another clash of weapons, and the old mercenary withstood the next attack of the elite demon with his sword in hand.
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Cornelia saw that the damage caused by her magic was very limited, and the magic that was very powerful for the inferior demon could only cause a small wound on the greedy demon's body.
And the screams from time to time behind her really made the clergy girl a little upset when she heard it, if it weren't for the fact that the situation here was also critical, she would have turned around and helped the battlefield behind.
Even if the actions of those mercenaries hurt her heart, she couldn't watch so many people die in front of her.
"Can you help those people in the back?"
Just as she was struggling, some familiar voices appeared in Cornelia's ears, and she turned her head to see that the girl named Daisy had come to her side without knowing when.
Cornelia was silent, not knowing how to answer the man's question.
"It was true that we were wrong the other day, but I want to be cheeky and beg you here to help those behind you!" Daisy's tone was full of begging.
And Cornelia next to her still didn't make a sound, still unleashing magic from time to time, providing cover for Cass in the sky.
Although Daisy had the idea of tying up the nun in front of her, she still gave up this idea, it was already this situation, and she couldn't add to the chaos.
"I've done everything I need to do, and I'll leave the rest to fate. Daisy gritted her teeth and said in her heart.
Just when Daisy had no hope for the priesthood girl, the magic in the hands of the priesthood girl in front of her hit an inferior demon this time.
"I'll leave it to you here, and I'll go to the rear to help them. ”
After Cornelia said this lightly, she turned around and ran towards the battlefield behind, and Dorothy, who had become dizzy from absorbing too much blood mist, was also pulled away by her.
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There was another clash of weapons, and Il's front again fended off the attack.
The land around him was already charred black, and there was even lava that had not been completely cooled in some places, and he had to be careful with his feet now.
The situation of the old mercenary was similar to that of Il, although his expression was not so anxious, but the heavy breathing showed that his physical strength had reached the limit.
And the state of that elite inferior demon is completely opposite to them, not only is it not the slightest tired, but it is even getting braver and braver.
"Damn—" Il, looking at the energetic enemy in front of him, rose weakly.
Although both of them were already tired, the elite demons on the opposite side obviously didn't give them a chance to rest, and the scythe in their hands swung faster and faster, and the power attached to it was also greater and greater.
Il didn't know how long he would last, his arms were already visibly swollen, and every effort was like pins and needles.
The heavy scythe from the opposite side slashed at him again, and Il's sword could only be raised mechanically, trying to fend off the attack.
But the sky doesn't follow people's wishes, it may be that his arm has finally reached the limit, and the long sword in his hand only slightly slowed down the scythe on the opposite side and was knocked out and pierced into the place where he didn't want to.
"Is this transcendental?"
He smiled bitterly in his heart, he had obviously used all his strength, but he still couldn't see any hope of winning, so he could only delay a little time.
And the elite demon on the opposite side couldn't help but show a hideous smile on his face when he saw the despair on the human face on the opposite side.
Despair, what a wonderful emotion, it really didn't waste so much time in vain, I was already impatient to play with these two humans, and then it was time to harvest the fruits.
Although the situation of its own leader is not so good, it has full confidence in its leader, and the disadvantage is only short-lived, and the final victory must be its own leader.
"But before that. The elite demon stared at Il in front of him: "I should enjoy the little dessert I made myself." ”
Although most of the ordinary inferior demons are not sensible, the thinking ability of the elite inferior demons is no different from that of ordinary humans, and even with the bonus of extraordinary strength, they can learn much faster than ordinary humans.
Therefore, there are already enough rational elite demons under the rendering of their own leaders, no longer simply eating, and even begin to consider the "taste" of food, for demons, all negative emotions are the most delicious condiments.
Although the thoughts kept going through its mind, the scythe in its hand was not slow at all, and slashed fiercely at Il, who was already standing and waiting for death.
The old mercenary on the side had no time to rescue because of the distance, so he could only watch the scythe approach to Il's body little by little.
Just when everyone thought that Il was dead, several pillars of light hit the back of the elite demon, knocking the demon to a staggering position, and the scythe in his hand lost its accuracy.
Instead of slashing at Il's neck, a deep wound was cut on his body, and the sharp pain caused the young mercenary to scream.
Before the elite demon could come to his senses, several more divine spells bombarded its body, blasting him all over his body, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.
The last spear condensed by holy light pierced through its chest, taking the demon's life directly.
Cornelia came out of the front with a pale face and a little short of breath, and it was obvious that she had been burdened by so many magic just now.
If it weren't for the bonus of the Black Sacred Codex, it would not have been easy for Cornelia to cast so many magic spells in one gulp.
When the old mercenary saw that it was the nun who had saved the people, he couldn't help but smile with gratitude on his face.
He and the other mercenary had been by Buffy's side almost all the time, and they didn't know about the grievances between the mercenaries and Zhao Xi, so he didn't have so many other emotions in his heart.
But when the other mercenaries saw that it was Cornelia who saved them, the expressions on their faces were very complicated.
Especially Yier, who was lying on the ground, was so shocked that he forgot the pain in his body, and just stared blankly at the corpse of the elite demon on the ground.
The enemy, whom he could not defeat with all his might, was so vulnerable in front of this nun.
"It's so powerful... Obviously, all the priests are so powerful..."The resentment in Yir's heart at this time rose to a new level again.
Cornelia looked around at the wounded, and there were no major injuries on the body of the people around her, except for one mercenary, whose injuries were definitely in danger if they were not treated.
However, the identity of the wounded man also made Cornelia frown, the same young mercenary who had slandered her that night.
"Sure enough... It's all a bunch of hypocrites..."Ill couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw Cornelia's hesitant gaze.
But before he could finish his sigh, he saw the nun he had insulted coming towards him.
At the same time, a gentle holy light fell on him, and Il could clearly feel that the pain in his body was obviously lessening, the wounds were healing, and even the swollen arms were slowly returning to their original state.
"Get out of here! I don't want you to treat me like this! Actually, you hate me to death in your heart! But you're embarrassed not to treat me in front of so many people! You're not kind at all, just to maintain your disguise! You slut! Lost by 10,000 people..."
But before he could finish speaking, he was slapped in the face by the staff, and because of the strength on the wooden staff, a red mark had already appeared on Il's face.
"Sure enough, you can't help it! Kill me! Kill me so that everyone can see the true face of you gods!"
In the face of Il's mad dog-like words, Cornelia didn't even frown, just calmly treated Il's injuries.
"You don't have to stimulate me, even if it's really a mad dog, I will treat it, this is the mission given to me by the gods, but treatment is treatment, just now you scolded me, I will beat you, it's as simple as that. ”
Il had seen all kinds of clergy, some high-minded, some hypocritical, some compassionate, but it was the first time he had seen such a simple and rude Cornelia.
"I treat you only because of my mission, although someone is grateful to me better, but gratitude is not a necessity, this is my idea, naturally I don't need to ask for your consent, so you can shut your stinky mouth and die if you want to die where I can't see. ”
Cornelia's words hit the hearts of everyone around her, not only Il, but even the old mercenaries on the side were stunned, not knowing what to say.