The wise man Amane looked at everything in front of him, but he focused more on Sean's body. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With his rich experience and the skill of reading people, he quickly saw that the legendary-level fire element belonged to that seemingly weak half-elf.

The half-elf was a mage, a genius-like high-level mage.

However, how could a mere high-level mage enslave a legendary-level fire demon?

The wise man Amane couldn't figure it all out. He was a little skeptical, was the half-elf mage in front of him actually controlled by that fire demon?

Thinking of this, he looked at the Legendary Flame Demon with solemn eyes, and was on guard.

Sean suddenly smiled.

He didn't expect to meet such a few people, although there was indeed a high probability that they would appear around here during this time period.

But the probability of being able to meet them at the same time is still less than 1% or less, which makes him have a sense of fate, which is called fate.

And these four people, at this time, did different actions around him and showed different attitudes, which made him feel very interesting.

All four are strong, but none are strong enough.

Sean had a pleasant feeling that he was "in control", because if he did fight, even if the four of them or their men and animal companions joined forces, they might not be able to fight against him and his followers, the legendary fire demons, thundercloud golems, and obsidian dragons.

This feeling made him comfortable, or at least made him feel safe, so he could chuckle calmly.

It's quiet and all try not to make noise so as not to attract unwanted attention and trouble.

So Sean's chuckle was as clear as a thunderbolt from the sky, and it attracted everyone's attention in an instant.

Sean is not used to this kind of attention.

He was never one to live in the spotlight, preferring to stay in a library or walk alone in the wilderness.

There was something unnatural, but then Sean relaxed.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and one of the members of the hunting team became overly nervous, and his hand shook because of Sean's chuckle, and the musket went off.

The burning gunpowder created a great thrust, and the thick lead pellet pierced the air and shot Misha the brown bear.

The magically blessed brown bear has rougher skin and thicker flesh than the most majestic split-hoofed rhinoceros, and the lead pellets have not pierced its skin, but have provoked its ferocity.

The fuse has been lit, and the tension here is naturally on the verge of eruption, and the scuffle has begun.

Lexa roared, and the Warhawk and Wyvern flew into the sky, flying like sharp arrows towards the hunting party.

The porcupine and the dire wolf run wildly together, detouring from both sides, as if to outflank the hunting squad.

The brown bear followed Lexa and rushed towards the legendary hunter at the head.

There is no need for the legendary hunter to say anything, things have reached this point, so whether there is a misunderstanding or no misunderstanding, you have to fight and talk about it.

Only the winner has the right to speak, and the loser can only wait for the disposal, expecting mercy and mercy from the other side.

Muskets were fired frequently, and the hunting team slowly retreated, trying to find cover.

However, it was so empty that even the larger rocks could not be found, and it was indeed not suitable for hunters to fight.

Nesinvari cursed under his breath, then raised his musket and aimed it at the swooping falcon.

When the gunshot rang out, the falcon's left wing was shot through, the severe pain made it hiss, and the trauma on the wing also made it unable to maintain balance and fly normally. It tried to stir its wings, but it still fell.

"Leok!"

Lexa roared loudly.

The Wyvern swooped down to the side, catching the falcon before it landed.

"Good chance!"

Nesinvari let out a strange cry and once again aimed his shotgun at the Wyvern.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, there was a sharp sound of breaking the air, and a hand axe slashed through the sky, faster than a sharp arrow, and flew towards Nesinvari.

Necinvari rolled on the ground in a hurry, dodged the hand axe, and then aimed his shotgun at the Lexa and pulled the trigger.

Shots rang out, but Lexa was unharmed.

He blocked the lead pellet with his other hand axe in time, then threw the hand axe at Nesinvari, then removed the tomahawk from his back and rushed towards Nesinvari.

Nesinvari had to roll on the spot and managed to dodge the hand axe.

The axe flew out against his neck, almost killing him, and his face turned completely white.

Seeing Lexa rush in front of him, about to take the axe down, Necinwari's eyes widened.

He wanted to see how he died!

It is the belief of legendary hunters that they would rather die with their eyes open than with their eyes closed.

He hoped that one day, he would die at the claws of a beast of prey while hunting it. If you are unfortunate enough to die under the axe of an orc hero...... Okay, too.

"Bang!"

The axe did not fall, and a knight's sword blocked it.

Arator the Redeemer rushed over in time and successfully parried with the two-handed knight's sword, but the Beastmaster's strength was too great, and he was knocked down along with the knight's sword, which nearly cut the legendary hunter's neck.

Nesinwari hurriedly took several steps back, then rolled over and got up, took his shotgun and ran.

It's not that he's not angry, it's just that hunters can't do it in close combat, and they have to keep a distance.

The Beastmaster is much taller than the Redeemer.

His strength was at least three or even five times greater than that of the redeemer.

The Redeemer blocked the axe, and not only did the knight's sword gap, but even his hands cracked, and blood oozed out.

The Beastmaster raised his battle axe with a blank face and slashed at the Redeemer's chest.

The redeemer fell to the ground, unable to dodge, gritting his teeth and shouting, "Holy shield! ”

The Light formed a shimmering shield on him, a shield technique for paladins that was immune to all attack damage for a very short period of time, depending on the paladin's level and steadfastness of faith.

The battle axe failed to break the shield, but the sheer force slammed the Redeemer to the ground, embedding his body in the ground.

If this continues, when the effect of the Holy Shield is over, the redeemer will still die.

The Beastmaster is a near-legendary hero, and his ability in melee combat is inferior to even Thrall. Gianna's invincible admiral father died under his axe.

At this moment, another gunshot rang out.

Necinvari's shotgun was aimed at the Beastmaster's head.

The Beastmaster hurriedly raised his arm and blocked the lead pellet with his left arm.

The lead pellet was embedded deep in his forearm, seemingly hurting his bones.

The beastmaster has wandered all his life, and he doesn't know that he has suffered hundreds of wounds, but such a little pain has no effect on him at all.

He didn't even look at Nesinvari, and the tomahawk in his hand fell firmly and powerfully.

Kill the powerful paladin in front of you first, lest he regain his state. A paladin who is in full state is very difficult to deal with, and the Beastmaster has encountered it more than once!

And by this time, the Redeemer's Shield Technique had disappeared. (To be continued.) )