He and Zach ran at the same time, circling the sides of the monster.

The manticore seemed unmoved, but Ian saw that its ears were always facing himself and Zach. He remembered that in the first fight, he and Zach attacked at the same time from its blind spot, but the manticore's tail was able to accurately capture their position. Could it be that hearing alone can make them defenseless?

To confirm this suspicion, Ian jumped lightly and threw the dagger from his waist towards the ground on the other side.

With a "bang", the dagger was inserted into the red clay. The manticore's tail followed, coming as expected, and slamming down. When the scorpion tail moved away, the handle of the dagger had sunk into the sunken ground...... Sure enough, it was only by hearing that they were able to grasp their position.

As soon as Ian's feet hit the ground, the tail with Sid's sword was volleyed in the air, and Ian hurriedly jumped sideways to avoid the blow.

Compared to himself, Zack's side is more dangerous - in addition to the tail close to Zack's side, the manticore also uses the scorpion tail in the middle to pinch Zack together. Ian secretly rejoiced in his heart. You know, Zach can react and move, Ian may not be able to do it himself. If both tails attack him at the same time, he's afraid he won't last long before he and Sid become a monster's lunch.

However, even though he used the spirit flash at an almost insane speed, maximizing his concentration and controlling Zack's actions without distraction, the spirit was still damaged. The edge of the manticore's tail armor is as sharp as a blade, and if it is miscalculated or slower, it will be scratched. Ian has lost count of how many times Zach has been hurt, and he doesn't have time to count. He also did not know how these injuries would be stacked into a re-embodied attrition. The number of times he had been remembering it began to blur in his mind.

No matter how much psychic power he had lost now, he knew that he had to complete the attack on the manticore's tail as soon as possible, otherwise he and Sid would be consumed here.

"Well, Sid's sword can't be slashed in vain. He made a decision in his heart.

A black shadow fell, and with a rumbling sound and vibration from the ground, the scorpion tail covered in hard armor smashed a pit into the ground beside Ian. Ian's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the two-handed sword embedded between the carapace, and with a "bell", he raised a sword and smashed it on the other side of the two-handed sword.

Sid's two-handed sword had already slashed through the hard armor near the incision, but the incision was not deep. The blade of the sword was clamped in layers by carapace, stuck on the tail.

The manticore does not give up and increases its speed and sweeps over. At this point, Sid's incision was pointing upwards, and the two-handed sword was embedded straight down into the tail. It stands to reason that this stance is the easiest way to deepen the wound by striking the blades of both hands, but Ian doesn't have that confidence. The scorpion tail swept over with the wind, and he could only leap with all his strength and turn over to dodge, how could he have room to hit accurately in mid-air.

In order for the monster to use more stabs instead of sweeps, he quietly moves towards the base of his tail as he fights. The manticore was fooled and instinctively chose the jab that fell from the sky.

"Bell!" another sword, and Sid's two-handed sword was pushed into a few more points. The scorpion tail was raised high, and it did not fall, and for a moment of froze, Ian did not wait for it to fall, as if he had calculated this moment, Andrew's spirit body appeared on the side of Sid's two-handed sword...... "Bell!" Another crisp sound! After the short Andrew swung it, it turned into a point of light and dissipated before it landed. But even Andrew's appearance was only for this moment, it was too reluctant for Ian, and Zack's movements were instantly sluggish, and he was swept by the scorpion tail on the other side and rolled out.

At the same time, the scorpion tail on Ian's side fell again! The young mercenary's eyes lit up, and the manticore felt that Zack, who had just swept out, disappeared out of thin air, and no sound came out...... In the midst of his confusion, Zach reappeared beside Ian - the final blow! Ian thought silently, holding his breath. The wounded Scorpiontail slashed down like lightning with its deadly two-handed sword, but Ian's eyes kept up with its speed and even surpassed it. At that moment, the movement of the scorpion tail falling seemed to become unusually slow, and there was no sound around him, he moved slightly, quickly slashed, the long sword struck on the blades of both hands, and the sparks that shone slowly bloomed like flowers. At the same time, Zach also quickly drew his sword, and the two of them hit the two-handed sword continuously.

There was a fierce and continuous metal clash of sounds, and the movements of the boy and the spirit were so fast that they disappeared. With a flash of divine effort, he had already swung seven or eight swords, all of which smashed on the blades of Sid's hands. The manticore turned its head to bite, but before that, Ian's hand had grasped the long hilt of the two-handed sword. Taking advantage of the momentum of the scorpion tail raising high, Ian held the two-handed sword in one hand, twisted his body, and only heard a crisp sound of "click", and the scorpion tail broke in response!

The monster instantly lost its balance and threw itself forward. Ian and his sword, one long and one short, fell to the ground one after the other, and the long sword was inserted diagonally into the red clay.

The boy struggled to prop up his upper body, and without stopping, he immediately dispersed Zack and manifested Flynn beside him. As soon as Kflin appeared, she began to crumble. At the same time, Ian's eyes darkened, knowing that this was the limit. He jerked up his hand and bit his left arm, his eyes glazed over. Blood oozed from her arm, a tingling sensation spread from the surface of her skin to her nerves, and she instantly woke up in her head, and Flynn reappeared.

Streamers of blue light shot at the manticore, some hit, some missed, and Flynn just drew her bow with a blank face. The monster suffered pain, broke another tail, struggled to get up, vibrated its wings, staggered a few steps, and then rose into the air, flying off into the distance without looking back.

"Run, you ......" Ian gasped, looking weakly at the monster in the distance, only to feel that his eyelids were heavy, his vision was blurred, and he was mentally and physically exhausted. But he still didn't dare to be careless, and still looked in the direction of the manticore, for fear that it would spin around and swoop down.

It wasn't until the monster finally disappeared from sight that he felt a little relieved. Turning his head, he saw Sid still lying on the ground, motionless.

"Sid!" he stumbled over, knelt beside him, and whispered.

Sid's eyes were closed, and his expression was pained. Ian rolled him over and turned his back to the sky. The veteran's face was pale and bloodless, and the soil beneath him was darker than the red clay of any place around him.

Ian probed, faint but breathing.

The leather armor on Sid's chest was almost cut by that scratch, and you can guess how deep the wound under the skin is by looking at the few claw marks on the leather armor. He simply tore off the loose leather armor, and the shirt inside didn't have to be torn off—it was already a piece of cloth—and then pulled a small bottle from his fanny pack, pulled off the cork, and poured the light green liquid inside onto Sid's wound.

Sid grunted indistinctly, probably from the pain of the wound.

"It's a little pain, isn't it compared to a whiplion's claws?" Ian whispered. He couldn't get up and call for help at this time, so he could only pray that Leila would come to the rescue.

He swallowed a bottle of potion and lay down slowly, trying to recover from his fatigue.

Not long after, he heard the sound of hooves not far away.

Getting up and looking up, in the direction of the road in the distance, a small group of cavalry was running towards here. Ian hesitated, not immediately manifesting Zach - this time it was to risk losing consciousness, and it was better not to manifest it unless it was absolutely necessary. He touched the core clasp of the corpse carp on his chest, and the purple light was circling rapidly in the core, restoring Ian's spiritual power. He slowly stood up with his sword in his hand, walked in front of Sid, and looked at the man steadily.

The cavalry was heavily armed, with swords in hand, and there were seven or eight men. They weren't riding horses, they were riding swift dragons, a terrestrial bipedal dragon domesticated by the lizardmen. The men were armed with different weapons, some with spears, some with bows and arrows on their backs, and others with swords and axes. Ian scoured the cavalry for familiar faces, but saw none of the investigators.

"At least it shouldn't be the military. Ian silently judged in his heart. The equipment and weapons of the army are uniformly distributed, and there will not be such a variety of equipment in a squad.

The captain at the head is a cat man, carrying a giant axe on his back, and his body is strong, which should be considered a giant man among cat people. He was about ten paces away from Ian, and before the dragon could stand still, he jumped down. It seems that although this cat man is physically strong and not like a cat man, his actions still have the lightness of a cat people.

"Ian, or Sid?" the man asked aloud.

"Who are you?" Ian asked rhetorically.

"Layla came for us, I'm the captain of this group of mercenaries," the cat man looked at the battered ground around him and the warriors lying next to the boy, there was obviously a bitter battle going on here, "What about the manticore?"

At the mention of the manticore, the few people behind him shook visibly, and looked around more vigilantly.

"Ran. ”

These two words seemed to have a huge pacification power, which made the people brought by the mercenary captain breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ran away?" the captain's cat's eyes rolled, and he repeated it suspiciously.

Unoblivious to Ian's wary gaze, he strode up and looked at Sid lying on the ground.

"It's not dead yet, take it back quickly, there is salvation. With that, he waved behind him and beckoned the two men to come up, and lifted Sid onto the back of one of the dragons, riding with the owner of the mount.

"Thanks, I'm Ian. Ian finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them helping to save people, "What about Leila?"

"The people with the caravan rested on the side of the road. The cat man said, not looking at him, but wandering around on his own, "Wow!" he exclaimed.

The mercenary captain picked up the severed tail from the ground with both hands, as if he were holding a small log.

"What a great thing you did!" he cried, "Hey, let's take it with you, good thing." With that, he took out another small bag and collected the manticore-tailed carapace scattered on the ground. He was agile and quick, and he cleaned up in a few clicks.

With a pouch of carapace in one hand and a manticore's tail tucked under his armpit in the other, the cat-man walked towards his dragon mount.

When passing by Ian's side, Ian suddenly said coldly, "You know that we did it, and you dare to come and snatch the loot?"

The mercenary captain's cat face showed a sly smile that did not match his strong figure: "Look at what you said! We are here to save you, since the manticore has run away, these things will be regarded as our labor expenses and errand fees!"

As he spoke, he was about to continue walking, but Ian suddenly reached out and grabbed the strong man's forearm like lightning. The cat man was startled, and his thick tail swung rhythmically behind him.

This cat-man mercenary usually has both strength and speed. His muscles are very strong, and the cat-man's natural agility allows him to fight with ease with a giant axe. But Ian reached out to grab him, and though his eyes had caught a glimpse, he didn't have time to avoid it.

At this time, he heard Ian say word by word: "Labor fee, I will definitely give it to you when I return to the city." But this is something that Sid bought with his life, and I won't let you touch it. ”