"Aren't you rangers all able to conjure magic arrows?" Bulso simply sat down on the ground and began to sip on honey: "Then conjure magic arrows?"

"You don't need to be reminded of that. The elf frowned, "But a pure magic arrow that doesn't have a physical entity to attach to can't fly far at all." ”

"Huh, where are you going to shoot?" Bulso was stunned after hearing this: "Aren't you going to shoot Mahareen?"

"Are you stupid?, if you shoot Maharen, won't we reveal our location?!" The elf has no strength to fight with these two people: "When the time comes, a bunch of eggs will be thrown over, and we won't even know our mother." How did you become a witcher with such intelligence?"

"You actually doubt my intelligence!" Bulso was not happy to hear this, and immediately jumped up and shouted: "I can't stand this slander!"

"Then why don't you stop me when I think I'm going to shoot Mahareen!?"

"Didn't I think it had a thick carapace, and I couldn't feel it?" Bulso muttered, "So where are you going to shoot...... Dozens of kilometers away on the other side? So far, how can you shoot it?"

"I've shot five times as far as that. You're underestimating the Elite Ranger's shooting spells. Cyberdat shook his head, in a pang of frustration, "What can I do? Lucina is dying and needs support now......

"What are you talking about?!" Bulso was immediately stunned, almost knocking over the sugar jar: "What's going on?"

"I can't tell for a while!" looked at his waist in frustration, and the elf regretted it incomparably: he should not have given the sword to Morse to polish if he had known. Otherwise, you can shoot a long sword...... One shot, just one shot I can save Lucina. Now all she has is her hands with tentacles wrapped around them, and she just needs to shoot through those two.

The dagger is too short to use, otherwise I still have two.

"You said it earlier. Bulso sighed, pulled out a sword from his back and handed it to the elf: "Here, use this." ”

"Help—" Before he could finish speaking, the elf was stunned by what he had received in his hand: it was a dark silver sword with patterns all over it, and at a glance it was worth a lot.

"Your sword is too valuable, isn't it?" Sebodat hesitated: "Is there a replacement...... How about using your cane? Don't you have several spare?"

"The cane is so troublesome, you better use the silver sword. Bulso began to urge Sebdat non-stop: "Hurry, hurry, hurry. Isn't Lucina in danger? I don't mean at this time that the master has to kill me. ”

Are you so afraid of trouble...... It's too lazy to be so lazy that it doesn't matter if you don't have the silver sword?

“...... Don't expect to get it back. Although he wanted to say something, the elf was still very moved to take the silver sword and put on the bowstring.

The silver material is very good for enchantment. This arrow must be shot, or the silver sword will be blinded!

Taking a deep breath, the elf enchanted the silver sword with a spiral wind, making it immune to the blizzard. Pulling the bowstring full open, he jerked his perspective in, and after estimating the speed of the blow, he quickly unleashed the arrow.

With a violent whistling, the arrow crashed into the distance like a turquoise meteor. After a few suffocating seconds, in the field of vision of the ranger's visual focus, the arrow he shot suddenly appeared, and penetrated the tentacle that held Lucina, completely cutting it off.

Looking at Lucina, who had fallen into the sky and was picked up by Lusa, the elf breathed a sigh of relief: Are the people down there entangled in something? Since there is such a big thing floating in the sky, there should be trouble below.

Sure enough, after a sweep of his gaze, Cyberdat gasped: it couldn't have been worse. It's troublesome enough to deal with those cubs and flying monsters in the sky, and there are even clones of black ice mages everywhere who are harassing with magic. The monsters from the sky continued to shoot down beams, causing explosions and fires in several parts of the town. The monsters that live on people's necks are even more disgusting.

...... Forehead...... Why do you need such a large teleportation circle? Judging by the armor and eyes of the Phantom, they all seem to be corruptors.

Pulling his gaze closer, Cyberdat was shocked to realize that Vicor was south of town and couldn't get in because of the purple barrier. He was accompanied by thirty or so guards in two uniforms (it seemed that the two cities were indeed strategically intended, intending to merge the outposts and build a fortress as a stronghold, so the guards were somewhat reluctant to fight side by side), pushing a huge ballista.

...... Something doesn't seem right with this ballista...... It's not a dragon hunting crossbow at all, is it? I remember Morse seemed to have mentioned giving the outpost blueprints to make that thing, but he didn't expect the finished product to be so amazing?!

The arrows are too big, aren't they? they're as thick as my two bodies. And there seems to be something terrible embedded in the arrowhead...... Could it be some kind of alchemy blast, and if you get shot by that thing, it's not going to be good.

...... Did they want to shoot down the beasts in the sky with it?

In sight, because a warehouse was swept by a pillar of light, there was a sudden explosion again. At the same time, the elf's ears heard the sound of something bursting: Maharen fired another egg.

It had suddenly seen such a large egg pop out of its island-sized back, which almost scared the two onlookers from the tower. Bulso couldn't explain what was going on.

...... I always feel that this witcher just came out and mixed up without learning anything, highlighting a "waste".

"Did you succeed?" asked Bulso eagerly, "Did you shoot?"

"Well, it worked. It's a pity that you can't get your silver sword back. With the slightest apology, Cyberdat closed his eyes, allowing the tear ducts to fully moisten his eyeballs, and it took a while to open them. Since it only took a short time to turn on the Ranger vision, the Ranger quickly regained his sight and rubbed his eyes: "It's a pity. That thing must be precious—"

As soon as he turned around, Cyberdat froze in place: Bulso was holding the silver sword in his hand, which he used to pry open another jar of honey: "Oh yes, come and open it for me-wow! Why are you hitting me?!"

"Nonsense! What's the matter with the sword in your hand?!" Cyberdat roared uncontrollably, "Don't tell me you have two of the same!"

"Oh, didn't I tell you, this silver sword can appear in my hand on its own. With a smug and smug smile, Bulso smiled: "I usually exchange with people...... Oh no, I use it a lot when I'm hunting demons!"

Slow down...... Didn't he want to trade the silver sword for Lusa's cursed blade......?

The elf thought about it in amazement, and felt that he was still going to beat him up.

There are still seven hours and forty-two minutes before Maharene lands and destroys Beihaiwang.