Chapter Ninety-Eight: Fantasy Planet
The blood on the skull was a time of celebration. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
It was almost night, the sky was dark and cloudy, and there was not a trace of blood in the wasteland.
Although it is the summer month, the season of plant growth is the most vigorous. The wasteland, however, was gray, with only dark red moss.
In the heart of the wasteland, by a burning campfire. The aroma of wine and meat is overflowing, and a group of people are celebrating something.
"Roy, you're there." Gore shouted with a red face as he raised his wine bag aloft. "You kid actually killed Lilo. That's a god, we're god killers too, hahaha-"
Gore laughed and swallowed a large gulp of wine, and the others laughed drunkenly.
Only the young man known as Roy did not smile, he stood there with a red face, and said with some confusion, "Actually...... That's not ......."
His rambling words were interrupted. "Don't be modest, we all know, we all know. ”
Then the crowd burst into laughter.
The young man was so embarrassed that he had to bow his head and take a sip of wine to hide his face.
Everything seemed to be going well, but only for the mercenaries who were deep into the wasteland.
It's not been a good year for Steppenwolf.
The massive invasion of the Two-Legged has taken away their homeland.
Already barren land makes it even harder to find food. Now, hungry, they smelled the faint smell of meat wafting in the air, and rushed to the source of the smell, the place where the two-legged men were stationed.
More than a dozen wolves converged and surrounded the destination. But none of them rushed forward.
They are afraid of fire, and they all swim around the periphery. They stared at it with glowing green eyes, looking for an opportunity to attack.
"Roy, come and show you what you've gained, let's see, long insight." A group of people coaxed again.
The young man was forced to be helpless, and he really didn't know how to show his strength, so he held back for a long time before he remembered the story told by the bard when he was a child.
So he clenched his fists and exerted all his strength, but he didn't know that his face was flushed, and he still didn't show any strength.
Someone in the crowd said, "Maybe Roy hasn't awakened yet." I heard that you have to go to the sanctuary to open it. ”
"I can't say that, maybe I don't have any power, after all, ......"
Although Gore hurriedly covered the man's mouth, the man's words still irritated the young man's sore spots, and he clenched his fists again. When the force was extremely high, a strong wind suddenly rose, and everyone was blown so that they could not open their eyes, and when the wind passed, the sparks flew, and only a pile of embers remained in the bonfire, and a pair of terrifying green eyes not far away.
"It's the gray wolf—" Gore hissed.
In fact, everyone noticed these gray wolves before Gore spoke out.
However, they were not panicked, regardless of other factors, how could this group of guys who had slaughtered gods be afraid of a group of gray wolves.
Sobering up from their drunkenness, they picked up the long sword in their hands and ignited the blood in their bones.
The battle came much slower than expected, like a quiet night before a storm, with the crowd and the wolves silently confronting each other.
Both form a circle, with the man being the middle circle and the wolf being the outside.
"These beasts are afraid of fire." One of them said when he saw the wolf hit the spark in the air and retreated.
The mage, who had just drunk too much and had a blank mind, also understood when he heard the reminder.
He stepped back to the inside of the circle, put down his sword and shield, and pulled the materials out of his backpack. After a burst of spells and mudras, the materials were on fire, and a flock of fire ravens appeared behind the mage out of thin air.
The mage waved his hand outward, and the fire raven flew in that direction. The fire-fearing wolves were forced to retreat, and the encirclement expanded a lot, and it seemed that a gap was about to appear.
The wolves are made up of several teams, so the overall coordination is not good.
They rioted for a while, and after a quarter of an hour they elected a leader, and the wolves with the command of their brains wiped out the magical fire raven in no time.
At the moment when the fire crow swarm was wiped out, the head wolf gave the order to attack.
The encirclement quickly shrank until recently, when the first wolf pounced. More wolves followed. Even though the armor on everyone's body was extremely hard, the wolf's claws could only leave a few scratches on it. But the impact of their attack also caused the warriors in the armor barrel to suffer concussion damage.
People can only swing their long swords and keep retreating.
Skillful warfare techniques are almost useless in a melee. Wielding a sword may not necessarily attack the gray wolf, but it will definitely hurt your teammates.
"Protector Mage, disperse—" Gore hissed.
The crowd gradually dispersed, fighting each other while helping each other. Good combat qualities manifested themselves at this time.
Roy's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his knuckles turned white.
This was the second time he had officially participated in the battle. The first time was the battle of killing gods not long ago.
In comparison, this time was much more ordinary than the last time, several mercenaries besieging Lilo suffered heavy casualties, and even his team lost more than half of them.
But for some reason, in the end, what was destined to be sung by the bard for a hundred years was done by him, and he killed the gods.
Until the huge body belonging to the gods was spiritualized and floated into the distance by the summons of Valhalla in the distance, he was still in a daze.
It was an incredible scene, and the young man knew that he hadn't really done anything.
Roy placed his sword horizontally, and was able to block the gray wolf's attack.
The gray wolf in front of him is skinny, but his muscles are highlighted when he jumps, full of sporty aesthetics.
The gray wolf's blow was ineffective, and he immediately retreated, adjusted, and immediately pounced again.
The two-legged person in front of him is very weak. As long as he drags it out until he has no strength, he can taste the fruits of the battle.
The gray wolf is by no means stupid, it thinks with a practical mind born in a poor mountain and bad water and a harsh living environment.
Roy also guessed the gray wolf's thoughts, but despite his insight into the gray wolf's thoughts, he couldn't do anything about it.
"Be careful." Roy heard the warning behind him.
He subconsciously leaned over and rolled to the side, his back tingling, but he still didn't dodge the attack.
There was no time to examine the wound, and the young man under mental tension did not feel pain, and rolled to the side twice in a row.
Gore saw that Roy was injured and hurried over. A faint glow attached to his long sword kept pushing back the attacking gray wolf.
"Hold on." Gore said to Roy, while also shouting to all his companions, "Hold on a little longer, and victory is at hand!" ”
Gorgo blocked the attack and didn't let the gray wolf get close to Roy.
You ready.
The long, vague whisper came to an end, the mage finished chanting a large spell, the casting materials vanished one by one, and the magical elements that were free in the air began to accumulate rapidly, and arranged in some strange structure.
The head wolf sensed the crazy wave of magic, and it immediately howled, causing the gray wolf to disperse.
But...... It seems a little late. Flames drifted slowly towards the wolves like ghosts, hovering in specific locations.
Streams of fire emanated from the fire lotus, and then all the fire lotuses were connected into one, weaving a fire net.
This is the standard four-ring spell "Lotus Fire Net", and the magic skills of the Fire Sanctuary are unreservedly displayed in front of the gray wolf.
The gray wolves screamed, and the foul smell of fur wafted through the air.
Everyone is relatively relaxed, and after waiting for the spell to end, they can enter the barbecue wolf pack to make up for it and deal with these incompetent attackers.
Several of the mages went weak after casting the "Lotus Fire Net", and Gore kept them in the rear as usual, while the rest slowly advanced towards the gray wolf.
Killed the first, the second. The gray wolf had no power to resist at all, and everyone let go, killing one gray wolf after another.
But Gore felt that something was always wrong, and no matter how cowardly a person was, he would resist in the face of death, let alone a fierce beast like a gray wolf.
"Back off." Gore ordered.
But the mercenaries were in the mood for killing, and they didn't seem to hear Gore's voice, and continued to kill the gray wolf.
Gore shouted again, and this time the mercenaries reacted, but it was too late.
The head wolf got up from the ground, and with its loud roar, the gray wolves lying on the ground and pretending to be dead stood up one after another, besieging the mercenaries who had penetrated deep into the wolf pack.
The sun has set in the western mountains, and human vision is blurred in the moonlight, while the gray wolves' vision is indistinguishable from daylight.
The previous advantage was completely lost, and the mercenaries fell into passive resistance.
Roy has suffered from night blindness since he was a child, and when it comes to the night, he is almost indistinguishable from being blind.
He is now embarrassed, and in the slaughter of the gray wolf, he falls last and separates from Gore.
Without Gore's protection, and like a blind man, he can only barely rely on his hearing to distinguish the direction of the attack and block again and again.
Although the quality of the long sword in Roy's hand was okay, after receiving so many attacks, it was still broken into two sections.
The young man held the remnant sword, and he couldn't even do the most basic block, so he had to wait for death?
The young man's mind was hot, and he took the half of the long sword in his hand and rushed into the wolves.
No one wants to be called a coward, a cowardly boy for more than ten years, and I hope that after his death, when someone mentions him, they will say that he is a hero
The impulse was blind and useless, and within seconds of Roy rushing into the pack, he was pounced on by a gray wolf.
A foul-smelling tongue was added to his face, like a rabbit that had fallen into the clutches of the devil.
The gray wolf ripped Roy's clothes open with his paws and sniffed with his nose, intending to find a good place to eat.
The young man was so frightened that he was about to cry, and more than ten years of short life passed like flowing water, and the sound of fighting in the distance seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he closed his eyes and waited for death.
There was a sharp pain in his body, but his consciousness was not blurred. Is this death? He thought to himself.
"Hello!" A voice came from the dark enclosed space.
"Who are you? Is it the Grim Reaper? ”
"Nope." A majestic female voice rang out, "I am the god of harvest and harvest, and my name is Lilo." (To be continued.) )