Chapter 3 Pond Fish Becomes Shark

If at this point, Wolf still doesn't understand that if they kicked the steel plate tonight, then even if he has lived for so many years in vain, not only is he not qualified to be a regimental commander, shouldering the heavy responsibility of leading everyone to eat, but it is impossible for him to survive for so long in the treacherous career of professional mercenaries.

In these years, devoting oneself to begging for food under the disciples of the gentlemen, in addition to brute strength, the heart must be black enough, and a clever mind is also essential.

With a roar full of anger, the big man shouted at his subordinates: "Stop them separately!" Then, regardless of the overjoyed hope, he finally mustered up the courage to meet the three Denise, who had come to join the battle, and slammed his right foot on the ground, and his tall and burly body immediately jumped up and flew towards the old man in the cave, Plitende.

The terrifying strength of the boy, the amazing speed of the girl, and the seamless split and combined attack between the two of them, all made the bloody Wolf tremble, he witnessed the whole process, judging from the actual battle situation, the two young men have the strength of a fourth-level soldier, not to mention the third-level peak, and according to his valuable experience gained from licking blood from the knife edge for more than 20 years, in this combination of adventurers with a small number of people, basically the level of each member is not far apart, and there will be no obvious person who is dragging his feet.

In other words, the old man magician, who has not yet shown his dew, is the most terrifying of the three!

The magnage's ranged attacks are so lethal that they can be a nightmare for warriors who need to fight in close combat, and a level 3 or 4 mage with abundant mental power can almost temporarily double their own combat power in a small-scale battle.

If there is also a third- or fourth-level magician in his mercenary group, he is afraid that he can walk sideways in the entire county, why should he grovel in front of the young master of the city lord's family in a small border town, like a pug, cheeky to please the ignorant and obscene arrogant and evil young man?

It must be known that lowly mercenaries are also embarrassed.

The saying "people are shameless, invincible in the world" seems to be very reasonable and inflammatory, but the question is that when you use it, you have to see who is saying this sentence and whether your own weight is enough.

If you are a helpless crippled beggar who is faced with a nobleman and try to use the trick of shamelessness, you can make you deeply understand what is called a difference in rank and realize the importance of self-esteem and self-love.

Moreover, Normer's two shots were quite old-fashioned, and their previous deceptive facial expressions and silent expressions were not so much natural actions under fear, but rather veterans of the battlefield who were accustomed to killing and were extremely calm.

Where is this combination of the old and the young, what is the country bun that has never seen the world? It is clearly the best example of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

The seemingly rude leader has always been very willing to use his brains, and he is also very good at analyzing and summarizing in a timely manner, which is one of the biggest secrets that he can lead his brothers to survive to this day in the treacherous mercenary industry. In a very short time, he guessed the truth of the matter, and regretted that he only wanted to bang his head against the wall. It's just that now how can I have time to sigh, and quickly solve the biggest threat in front of me to survive, if the old man is given enough time to chant and release spells, the elite of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, which is ranked number one within a radius of a hundred miles, is likely to die tonight.

Wolf firmly believes that his decision is correct, countless past practices have proved that no matter how awesome a magician, it takes time to recite a spell, and he happens to be very confident in his speed, as long as he can rush in front of the old man before he finishes chanting, no matter how high the level of the fragile magician is, he is just a lamb to the slaughter. Kill him and then turn around to join his subordinates, I don't believe I can't take those two chicks!

Out of preparedness, Wolf used his fighting spirit when he sprinted, presenting a faint blue light curtain in front of him, protecting his chest and head and other vital points.

The fighting spirit of the third-level fighters, both in terms of number and scope of protection, is very limited. But for Wolf, who was born poor, had ordinary qualifications, and did not have enough resources to use, the third level was already the highest level he could cultivate at present, which was a bit cheap, but it was enough for him to bear the blow of the next first-order magic.

Sure enough, when Wolf was less than three meters away from the old man, Plitander finished chanting, and a ball of fireballs that were not too large and not very bright appeared on the head of his gray fluttering magic staff, and instantly flew out of the strange-looking beast head!

The fireball came very quickly, one second it just appeared from the mouth of the wand beast's mouth, and the next second it came not far from Wolf's chest.

"First Order Fireball Technique".

When Wolf saw the brightness and size of the fireball unleashed by the enemy, he immediately became convinced.

It's really scaring yourself, it turns out that the old man's strength is far from being as strong as he expected, otherwise facing the test of life and death, a shot must be the most powerful and the most sure of a fatal spell, how can he use the first-order fireball technique?

It seems that he was so frightened by the amazing performance of the first two young men that he miscalculated the true level of the magicians in their team.

In his long career as a mercenary, he couldn't remember how many times he had attacked head-on with the first-order fireball technique, and he had a lot of experience with the real damage it could cause and how to deal with it. According to his estimates, this kind of first-order fireball technique with ordinary lethality, under the condition that he has already opened the Dou Qi shield in advance, a single blow can at most offset a small half of the shield's Dou Qi, and if he is lucky, two fireball shields in a row will not completely fail, which is enough for him to withstand the damage caused by mana and rush in front of the old man.

With a sly smile, he planned to cut the old man in two, slashing down from his shoulder to his waist, causing the old magician's terrible screams and blood all over the ground with an extraordinarily long wound, and raising the morale of his own side by torturing the enemy, Wolf looked fierce, crossed his arms to protect his face, and kept rushing towards the fireball in front of him.

As long as you get close, it's the time for the old man to die!

With a "bang", the fireball struck the middle of his protective light curtain, as Wolf had expected.

As if he had been hit in the chest by a large war hammer of astonishing size, Wolf involuntarily "Tengteng" took three steps back!

To his surprise, the power of the first-order fireball that the old man unleashed was so great, the impact was huge, and the lethality was far greater than any time he had encountered before, not only canceling out the huge momentum and energy of his bull-like forward as he was sprinting with all his might, but also knocking him back several steps directly!

What's even more terrifying is that the overall power of the first-order fireball technique is so strong that it has actually weakened the talisman fighting qi he relied on by more than half, and in Wolfe's impression, he has never seen such a powerful first-order fireball technique, such a powerful low-level magician!

Shaking his head, Wolf was a little dizzy under the shock of the head-on impact, and the failure of the plan only stimulated a fierce anger, and he gritted his teeth, ready to force a strong breath and regroup to fight back in front of Plitander.

After all, the magician is not a god, mana is limited, and physical strength is even more limited, in the case of a magic that has been released, it takes time to recover the magic and physical strength, otherwise wouldn't it become an invincible existence? To put it bluntly, the spell casting gap in front of him is the time when magicians and priests with strong spiritual attributes and good at using spells are generally the weakest, so if you don't kill him at this time, when will you wait?

However, the accident happened again.

Before Wolf could lift his feet, a thick yellow-brown gas quickly condensed on the head of the old man's magic staff.

"Damn! the old guy has a scroll!"

Although Wolf didn't see the burning fire of the magic scroll due to the lack of light in the cave, he still noticed the abnormality on the opposite side in time, and had to rein in the precipice, forming lunges with his feet one after the other, and changing his whole body strength to concentrate on his feet to stabilize the roots of his feet, and once again prepare for a hard spell strike.

A loud crash sounded, accompanied by a tooth-aching squeak, with a muffled snort that Wolf couldn't suppress.

In an instant, a thick yellow-brown columnar object flew to his chest and slammed into him who had just lifted half of his arm to defend, first completely shattering the thin layer of Dou Qi Light Mask on the big man's body, and then hitting Wolf's chest hard, directly destroying the armor on the big man's chest!

Wolf's throat was sweet, and the sharp pain and faint "click" sound in his chest made him understand that several ribs in his chest were broken, to say the least!

First-order earth spells, stone cannons!

It is also a common first-order spell, presented in front of people is a yellow-brown cylindrical earthen pillar, with the different levels of magician mana, the actual degree of use of magic is different, the specific thickness and length of the cylinder are also different, reflected in the strength of the blow to the enemy is naturally different. If you can skillfully use the third-order stone cannon technique, the condensed cylinder will be completely petrified, and then it will be a veritable stone cannon, compared to the earthy one, the attack power of the stone cannon is much more amazing.

Once again, he was directly hit by the inconspicuous first-order magic, and this time Wolf was struck backwards even more, and half of his foot had already stepped on the ground outside the cave.

He endured the pain in his chest, swallowed the blood that was about to gush to his mouth, and under the impact of violent force, his strong and powerful arms were so numb that he almost lost consciousness, not to mention whether he could continue to fight, and he didn't know if his arms were broken.

Without the shield of vindictive energy, he no longer has the arrogant and arrogant appearance he had before, and all he can think about is how to save his life. Under the terrible power of the battering ram, Wolf's head rarely kept his head clear, and he quickly estimated the true strength of his opponent, although he didn't know how many scrolls the old magician still had in his hand, but as long as there was another attack type, his Wolf's life would be confessed here.

If the head of the dignified "blood wolf" who has been in the mercenary industry for more than 20 years dies under such a simple and crude first-order road spell, and dies at the hands of an unknown magician who relies on scrolls to cheat, I am afraid that his lifelong reputation will become a big joke, and future generations will not be able to raise their heads.

Of course, Wolf also has a choice, that is, to fight the old magician who no longer has a scroll in his hand, or even if there is, the old man has completely exhausted the magic and spiritual power in his body after two consecutive spells just now, and he can no longer support the release of any spells.

The problem is that the more brutal a person is, the more timid he is, the less confident he is, and the weaker his willpower. The reason why he constantly shows his murderous side in front of people on weekdays is just to make others afraid of him, so as to hide his true fear and inferiority complex in his heart, and once he suffers a serious blow, he will immediately expose his unbearable true face.

Wolf is a typical example, after the merciless blow of two spells, the arrogance on his body is like a fire in winter, which is easily blown out by the cold winter wind. With the purpose of anticipating the enemy's leniency, he decided that the hero would not suffer the immediate loss, and it would be better to "turn in" as soon as possible.

His body moved freely, and as soon as he pressed his heels, his feet began to turn.