Chapter 1489: We must fight a protracted battle

For these people who are fighting, this must be regarded as a god unfolding, right? Alain, who was a hundred times faster than before when he died, was fine, and in addition to being horrified, he was all happy and relieved to escape from the ascension.

"Yes, I was saved...... But who could it be? ”

Compared to Alain, the turbulent waves in the hearts of this group of gray robes are about several times stronger, right? The saddest thing in the world is to be slapped in the face in the field that they are best at, and for these professional assassins, the most embarrassing thing in the world is about to push their prey to a desperate situation and are about to make a move, but they are forced to be forced by the yellow sparrow, but instead give themselves a silent backstab. So, after the gray-robed man in the lead was slapped on the wall and fainted, several other gray-robed people were obviously a little shaken, and one guy even shook involuntarily and subconsciously shrunk his neck.

"Well, it's a human, not a zombie or something!" Alain sighed.

The two gray-robed men turned around and faced the deserted street behind them as if they were facing a great enemy. The black qi on their bodies overflowed, forming a treacherous and bevelous thick fog that completely covered their figures.

As for the last one...... That is, the one who was smashed by Alan with a ripple shock just now, had already stood up at this time and slowly forced in front of Alain. His gait was a little faltering, and he must have been wounded, but certainly not as badly as Alain himself, whose calf was shattered, and the wounds to his shoulder and chest were far from stopping. And at this time, the gray-robed captain over there (perhaps the leader), that is, the one who was slapped to the wall by an unknown rescuer by an unknown means, and the one who was lying on the ground at this time suddenly let out a "woo" snort.

The faltering gray-robed man hesitated, he didn't know for a moment whether he should finish the task first and kill Alain, or go to the rescue of his companion, so he stood where he was, looked at his companion who made more miserable snorts, and then looked at Alain. Although he was wearing a gray robe and a mask and couldn't see his face, Alain felt that the other party must have shown an alert but embarrassed smile at this time.

Fortunately, he didn't need to be embarrassed for too long. On the other side of the dark alleyway, the fire suddenly brought the already gloomy street into the daylight. The flames were coming, but the blazing temperature was already roaring, and even the terrifying black fog was dispelled a lot.

"Boom...... "The ...... first came the sound of an explosion, which was caused by the collision of flame rays and the dark unknown magic like smoke, but the violent explosion only lasted less than half a second, and then it came to an abrupt end as if it had been sucked out of air.

The firelight and black mist dissipated at the same time, and the figures of the two gray-robed men were once again exposed. One of them pulled out two short swords, and the other had a left-hand staff and a right-handed crossbow, and although they were still on guard, they no longer had the invulnerability of Fang Cai.

"Aha! I now know why Lu Xi always likes to appear in this way! A cynical and bohemian voice like touching a porcelain little green skin sounded on that side. And the next moment, an even hotter and brighter fireball smashed over from that side again. This time, it was the "Flame Stars" that were more destructive than the Fireball Technique.

Well, how do you say that? There's nothing in this world that can't be solved with fireballs, and if one shot doesn't work, then two. Similarly, fireballs can be replaced with earthquakes, lightning, ice slag, and so on.

"That guy isn't trying to kill me all." Alain thinks there might be such a possibility. Fortunately, the enemy played the role of a friendly force at this time. Including the embarrassed but alert gray-robed man, the three Assassins cast spells at the same time to unfold the Elemental Fusion stance. Three fireballs crashed into the mist-like stand barrier one after another, and suddenly it was like three wild boars that had rushed into a maze trap.

"So they know arcane!" Alain thought.

However, such a subtle arcane art has probably exhausted the last of the physical strength and magic of the gray-robed people. At the moment when the Elemental Fusion Stance finally dissolved the Flame Triad, the attack from the opposite side came again. Several rounds of poisoned crossbow arrows pounced on him, piercing the head, face, and chest of the embarrassed but polite and vigilant gray-robed man on the spot. Well, this one who is a little injured must not be able to dodge as well as the two companions around him, and the attacker on the opposite side may also see this. In short, before he could react, he fell down like a broken blood gourd, killing him instantly.

Isn't it magic? How did you get started with physics? It's despicable, it's a dull soul! The gray-robed man who didn't blink his eyes (you could tell through the mask that this guy's eyes were open) probably thought so before he died, right?

It wasn't until this time that the attackers revealed their true colors. A young man who looked a little studentlike rushed out with a saber in his hands. He let out a shout, presumably to cheer himself on, and more likely to dispel his nerves. Even so, this young man is very refined and precise in both the pace of the charge and the movement of raising the knife, and his basic skills are excellent, and he has obviously been instructed by a famous teacher.

In addition, a young man in fashionable casual clothes stood behind him, walking with a careless step and a sneer on his face. At first glance, he looks like a wealthy boy, but he holds a staff in one hand and a magic seal in the other. The staff still had a hot air that had not yet dissipated. Obviously, the few rumbling fireballs just now were clearly fired by him.

"Oh hahahaha! In the middle of the dignified city of Elichar, a group of evil rats using unknown evil magic have appeared! Wei ...... Lieutenant Egander, what should we do as a federal officer? ”

"Take it all and hand it over to Youji! In case of resistance, summarily executed! The woman's voice rang out. The drow elf girl, who was also wearing a plain casual dress, seemed to appear out of thin air, and suddenly stood beside the young mage. She held a dagger in her right hand, a rapier at her waist, and a ...... in her left hand. A dwarven crossbow.

Hey, isn't this a formation-breaking weapon that should only be operated by at least two big men? Isn't this a heavy guy who has to go out of breath even when an eight-foot man lifts it up and walks a few steps? Why can you, a delicate little girl, lift it with one hand?

However, since this is the thing, it makes sense that a companion caught off guard will be beaten into a blood gourd by a string of crossbow arrows. The rest of the gray-clad people reluctantly agreed...... That's weird! At this time, when we encounter such a powerful intruder, is it because we have not been religious enough to worship God in the past?

All in all, the mentality of the gray-robed people will probably be very broken, but this has not forgotten to disperse and escape. The so-called dead soldier refers to the execution of tasks with the consciousness of death and the keeping of identity and confidentiality with the consciousness of death, but it is not intended to die.

But at this time, it was too late to escape. A gray-robed man was just about to cast a spell to create some kind of mist and smoke miasma to cover his escape, when he was hit by an arrow in the wrist. Although it only hit the armarmor and did not deal damage, it managed to disrupt his cast rhythm. Immediately after, the sword blade of the student boy also arrived. But there was only a flash of cold light, as if the water moon was flowing in the blood, and one of the arms of the gray-robed man was removed from the torso. He himself finally couldn't help but snort in pain, and then he was kicked in the chest by the young man, and the whole person flew upside down and hit the wall.

Looking at the direction where the arrow came from, a petite girl with a folding bow also appeared in front of everyone.

As for the last gray robe, both dexterity and speed were below the dark elf girl, and after only two steps, he was stabbed into the back with a flying knife that the other party waved and recognized—actually a dagger—and then was smashed in the face by a heavenly iron fist from the magician youth. Even the metal mask was completely deformed, and the face below him was already sunken, and it was estimated that it was already miserable.

“…… The shot is heavy. I still want to keep my mouth alive. The young magician patted his head, smiled embarrassedly, and then said, "But it's okay, there are two ...... left."

"Don't think about it." Alain sighed.

"Huh?"

"Suicide, these two." Alain, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the gray-robed man with the broken arm, and then at the captain who was spreading the bread (perhaps) and sighed.

The Dark Elf Maiden stepped forward and lifted the mask of the gray-robed man with the broken arm, revealing an unremarkable face. His eyes had lost focus, and blood and foam were pouring from the corners of his mouth.

"A poison pill hidden in your teeth. Hmph, what a cliché! The elf girl scoffed.

"But, but who could these be!" The girl with the folding bow came over. Her face was a little pale, probably the first time she had seen such a scene; The same is true for the young man holding the sword over there, looking at the enemy who was cut off by his own arm and now instantly turned into a dead person, he suddenly showed a look of wanting to vomit and holding back.

The performance of the two of them is definitely excellent, but it should be the first time to come into contact with this kind of actual combat, although they can stay calm in the battle with their superior qualities, but once they relax, the tension and discomfort of hindsight will suddenly be pressed like an avalanche. At this time, if you don't vomit on the spot, it is already a sign of excellent psychological quality.

The young magician also walked up to the (perhaps) captain of the gray-robed man, tapped the opponent's corpse with his staff, sighed in amazement, and then lifted the other's mask.

Alain looked at the face thoughtfully.

"What, you know?"

"No, the first time I saw it." Alan shook his head: "It's just that it's a little similar to my other acquaintances, probably my delusion." ”

The Drow Elf Maiden and the Wizard Young looked at each other silently, but neither spoke.

Alain raised his head and nodded gratefully to the other party.

"Thank you for saving your life, then. Major Roshodit. ”

"You're so polite. Huh...... Well, Master Nahis. ”

"Don't be so polite, call me Alain, Brother Carol."

"Well, then it's better to be respectful, Mr. Alain."

"Hehe......"

"Hey......

Both of them smiled awkwardly but politely at the same time, because they didn't know how to proceed with the conversation.

The wave of people who came to the rescue was naturally the runaway foursome of Carol "couple" plus two student babies.

Speaking of Master Lassell's Chief Secretary of State, Arantis Nahis, Carol and Vile certainly knew each other. In several gatherings centered on Lu Xi, everyone has seen each other, and there has been no shortage of clinking glasses and toasting together. Each other can be regarded as characters in each other's circle of friends.

That being said, the relationship between the two is naturally not very close. Alain, who was raised by his grandfather, first served as the president of the student council at the Academy of Magic, and then entered a national university to obtain a degree, just by listening to the qualifications, he knew that he was a typical elite scholar. He and Sesilyu of the same type can talk and laugh very freely, but against an unruly bad boy type like Carol, he will probably have a little discord. As for Carol, she wasn't the kind of person who said, "Ah, that's Master Rassell's disciple and secretary, so I have to get along with him."

It's unlikely that they'll actually become friends, but there's probably no fundamental conflict, and they'll be able to chat with each other when they meet, and they'll be able to sit down and chat with each other once in a while, and that's it. Of course, this is enough, everyone is an adult who knows how to advance and retreat, and there will be such a tacit understanding.

Even if he becomes an ordinary friend of Lu Xi's face, but when the other party is attacked, it is impossible not to save it, right? So, when Alain heard from Elovier's mouth that the so-called "acquaintance" was actually Alain, he naturally rushed over happily, and finally arrived at the moment of crisis.

Sadly, even with the experience of fighting side by side and saving lives, it is probably difficult for these two to become true friends. Fortunately, there were other people at the scene, otherwise I don't know how long this relatively silent embarrassing scene would last.

Two young men who looked like students ran up, the boy helped himself up, and the girl pulled a roll of bandages out of her pocket...... Anyway, girl, you're obviously wearing a student-like casual clothes, where did you get those bows and arrows and bandages?

The girl named Ava bandaged and fixed her wounds, and Carol quickly used a simple healing spell - saying that it was a treatment, it was just to stop the bleeding and relieve the pain of the wound a little, and if it was to heal, it would have to be treated more professionally.

"I'm sorry, that's all I'm going to do." Carol continued to smile awkwardly but politely.

"No, it's already good. Thank you. ”

Seeing that the awkward atmosphere seemed to be approaching, Wei'er also stood in front of the corpse of (perhaps) the gray-robed captain, and said with a smile: "This guy's bones are all shattered. You can still play like this with a pair of fours, you are really good. He is worthy of being the heir of Master Russell. ”

"I was pressed and beaten like this." If it weren't for everyone knowing, Alan must have thought that the other party was sarcastic about him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Besides, wasn't that guy beaten like this by you?" ”

"Well, is it us?" Carol and Weier were stunned at the same time, and then looked at each other suspiciously, as if they were asking each other, "Did you do it?" ”

In normal times, some people probably think that the demonic spirit is pervasive, but now is not the time to care about such things. Now that there is one more wounded person with limited mobility, this place is not a place to stay for long.

"It's better to rush back to the academy first, where there are walls, walls, grain, grass, medicine, and manpower. The entire Elichar may be the safest in Dugu Castle. Even if there are 10,000 or 20,000 people besieging us, we will definitely not be afraid! Carol said murderously, ready to fight a long battle.