"Betsy, I'll avenge you, I promise. ”

He swore to heaven like a dead man. The landmark is a large block of obsidian that has been blown by the wind more than 10 meters high. In general, the rocks provide a fantastic landscape, although the climb itself is unstable. This is exactly why antelopes are scrambling to seek refuge in their own direction, as it is impossible for a land shark to climb such a slippery and fragile object. Even if the creature manages to destroy the landmark at its bottom, the obsidian deposits still give a sharp surprise when its exterior falls off, revealing an edge that can shred leather like paper.

Taco himself had done a few climbs before, although he was only conscious at the time. Now, he got up, his fingers digging into familiar nooks and crannies. He stopped for a moment when he accidentally stumbled near the top of the mountain, but sheer adrenaline pushed him to the edge of the cliff.

From above, he could see the animal, about a hundred meters away, gnawing at his horse. During their last exchange, the ground shark erupts from the red earth, knocking Becky over and knocking her over. The unfortunate horse crashed awkwardly into the ground, after which Taco knew that the end was coming to an end. Betsy screamed in grief and jumped around, kicking up a cloud of red dust. But Taco could only bite his lip and run away. The last desperate hiss, he recalled, was suppressed by a roar of victory. Since then, Taco knows that his beloved mare is over.

"Skak!"

From the vantage point of the rock, he could see that the creature had torn poor Betsy to shreds, throwing chunks of her flesh into her gluttonous esophagus. If Taco had been a mage, he would have whammyd the bastard with a magic missile, but for now, he had no choice but to wait. It was getting dark, and he left the saddlebag with Betsy.

Taco shuddered.

It would be a long, cold night.

Caliban ripped open the chest of a large sequoia, its slimy, hollow energy shielding the thick skin that could easily be punctured with toilet paper. As it emerged from the creature's body with a torn, roaring cry of victory, Gwen felt her vitality regain a little.

Next to Caliban, a blue-white storm of destruction is falling from Ariel. Under the action of Gwen's lightning, the burning hides of the rooster hit by the mongoose smell like a burning, moldy carpet.

Deborah built a wall around them, and with a modified stone wall, the tall semicircular rocks turned into jagged spikes that spread out dangerously. With a simple change in the flow of mana, she can expand, expand, and even launch a series of vertebrae. She had already caught three roosters trying to attack Gwen at close range, impaling the bugs like oversized lizards caught by the Thorn Shrike.

Another wallaby tried to attack head-on, slipping past the wall and delivering a fatal kick from its powerful tail. Deborah's reaction was to prepare for the impact, digging into the ground with her heels and immobilizing her feet with stones. As a result, the wallaby bounced off her torso and slipped under Deborah's flank, at which point she was thrown off her heels like an axe. The blow hit the wallabby in the forehead, making a sound of bones shattering. As the other wallaby passes through the wall of her spike, she sends out a catapult spike that pierces its torso and pins it to the ground, and the secondary explosion of the spike turns the wallaby into a kabuki.

At a distance, Rhodes drooled as the girls fought. The engagement was a massacre, and he was in the slaughterhouse. The manager of this name could hardly have imagined that two delicate-looking teenage girls could easily slaughter an eight-foot-tall.

The last kangaroo escaped.

"Lightning!" Gwen chanted briskly. A bolt of blue-white lightning ionized in the distance, piercing the back of the last redwood, knocking it into the red dust.

Deborah counted her kills. Five large roosters, three with almost full fur.

Gwen checked herself. Seven large, two small, and four medium roosters, without a single unburned fur between them.

Caliban popped out of a freshly killed chest.

"Shhh Gore slipped off the glassy carapace, gathering where it met the purple-pink flesh.

At a distance, Rhodes spat out.

Gwen used a spell to turn some water, and the girls washed the blood away. Thanks to Deborah, Gwen is unharmed, while Deborah has to wring blood out of her arms and legs.

"Pre-distortion!" she said the incantation.

The blood evaporated.

Gwen's eyes sparkled. She's changed now, too! She can also master the most useful spell in the history of dry cleaning. This was the next thing she asked of Master.

"Yes, well done. "Rhodes rinses his mouth with water from a hose, then takes a deep breath and let's settle you down. Do you want to ride a horse, a horse-drawn carriage or a four-wheeled four-wheeled truck?"

Deborah's eyes flashed.

Horse!

All girls dream of horses and ponies. She was a city girl and had never ridden a horse, and this was not an opportunity she would give up easily. As for Gwen, her passion for horseback riding is equally high.

Rhodes took them to the stables and picked out two beautiful mares. Gwen's mount is a grayish-white one-year-old with a distinctly spotted pattern, and Deborah's is a pure white mare with envy in her eyes.

"Daisy and Dorothea," Rhodes said, and we'll take you to the farm. Come on. Tommy, let me introduce you to our tracker. ”

The girls picked out the right saddle and watched as Rhodes tethered the horse to the horse's back. Gwen watched as Rhodes helped Debbie to ride her docile mare, staring unblinkingly at her friend's tanned thighs. Halfway through, the man must have spotted a drop of black blood on her heel and was reminded that the sexy bronze stems had just crushed the head of a three-meter-long wallaby. He coughed politely, focused.

While the girls take turns riding, Rhodes goes to find young Jaccaro. When the girls returned from the first lap, they were greeted by a young man with dark skin, thick lips and a beautiful face.

"Hi dear, my name is Tommy," he greeted them with a pleasant wave.

Palm!

Rhodes patted Tommy's hat with his hand and let it roll around until the rope hooked Tommy's neck.

"These are female mages, Tommy! a little polite, you idiot!"

"I'm sorry, boss!" Tommy cheekily apologized. "Your Majesty, the mages

"Hi, I'm Gwen," Gwen replied, tilting her head.

"Deborah. Debo stretched out a hand, and Tommy ran over to shake his hand.

"Oh my God, Miss, you're so strong!" Tommy spat out, attracting another bat from Rhode Island.

"Tommy, you'd better stop messing around. The ladies need to control the horses. You're going to go out later in this year and get some chicken to eat. Just make sure they get there safely and securely, okay?"

"Yes, boss!" Tommy nodded, okay, ladies, I'll introduce you. Daisy and Dorothea get along well with young Gillus. You'll be fine!"

"Yes. "I have to go back to the office. Rhodes said goodbye to them, he still had a dozen crow carcasses to clean up. Before they were slaughtered earlier, he had to send the meat to a refrigerated box and the fur to be processed. "If you need anything, you can leave me a message!"

The girls spent about an hour practicing equestrianism. Deborah was a natural person and loved to ride horses, like a wolf's hooves. However, by the time an hour had passed, Gwen was plunged into a world of pain. She had bruises on her buttocks and abrasions on her thighs. Her spine felt pinch, and her shoulders twitched.

Lunch was delivered on tin foil trays by several farm workers. Unsurprisingly, this dish is made with a roast with a simple pan gravy on top of grilled vegetables. The girls offered to eat with them, Tommy, but the young man was too scared to eat with them. Instead, he offered to take what was left of them. Gwen was a little annoyed by the meekness of the lucky young man, who shared a service game with Deborah and let her serve for the Jacaro. As soon as the girls finished eating, they watched the boy gobble down a large piece of steak and waited for him to finish the meat before asking him about his life on the ranch.

"Yes, I'm happy here, the owner is a top guy. "Young Jeccaro did not hide that he was lucky to find a job south of the shield barrier.

Now, Gwen clearly sees that the young man is an indigenous youth. She reads that indigenous people have carved out an ecological niche in the wilderness, relying on ancient spiritual magic and animalism to survive. Indigenous lore is an area of great interest to Gwen, especially after encountering the legendary snake, which Henry suspects may indeed be the rainbow snake.

"What about your tribe?" Gwen asked carefully. In her previous world, it was a sensitive subject. The British colonists had little sympathy for those whom they regarded as "noble savages", and even more so on the issue of land rights.

"It's for a living. Tommy shrugged, mostly the elders and a couple of guys stayed with the thugs, the others were like me, and we passed through the shielded station to find some bickering work. Skilled people can use their magic to tame animals, or become trackers for militias. ”

"How many of you?"

"Yes, no," replied the boy succinctly, suggesting, "yes, but not many of them left the old way. ”

Gwen casually mentioned, "I'd love to ...... Look at what the wasteland settlements are like......".

"Of course, miss, it's a pleasure to take you there. If the boss allows it. The journey is dangerous. ”

"I think we can handle it pretty well," Gwen thanked the young Wrangler. She would love to know more about the legend of the snake.

When the first runner arrived, they had been sitting outside, digesting a hearty lunch.

"Tommy, man, I heard you have a mage on your farm!" a man on horseback deftly jumped off his horse and slid to the end, leaving an impressive trail of dust in his wake.

Tommy is also training the girls in their pace. Deborah is skilled enough at ranging and roaming, but Gwen is a different story entirely.

"Victor, what's wrong, man?"

"It's Adina's kids, they were driving Angus out yesterday and they ran into some kind of shark monster. Jaco has just returned with Stevo, but Takahashi is still trapped near the Deathstone, assuming he's still alive

", really? me. "This poor bastard must have gotten up Shit Creek without a paddle. Tommy scratched his head apprehensively and listened, man, I want to help like everyone else, but I won't order any mage. Maybe you should talk to your boss. ”

Vikta looked at the two girls, who were still running back and forth on their horses.

Tell the boss that it was the right thing to do, but the next thing that happens is that Rhodes is offering a bounty to catch the monster, and a day or two later they go out to see where they can find Takahashi. Rhodes isn't a bad guy, hell, he's a top guy like the bosses, but even he can't summon a mage to help. Magical aid is expensive, which means that the entire estate will be in debt that they will find difficult to repay.

Gwen and Deborah rode next to the young man.

"Is there anything wrong?" Gwen asked curiously, seeing their panicked looks.

Tommy's face reveals a book.

"Nothing, miss," he began, saying that only one boy had been delayed for half a day. They said that they were trapped by a real monster, half shark, and ate poor Betsy, his mare. Real barbarians, blood and guts, and so on. The poor horse was still alive when it was digging the hole. ”

"It's horrible!" Deborah's blood immediately rose. She caresses her mare Dorothea.

"We're worried," Tommy lamented that the poor old lady also had an old mother, not to mention that his father had rheumatism. I don't think his sister will go to school when she dies. Maybe she can find some work in the big city, do some menial work or something......"

Deborah's breathing quickened. Her face turned several layers redder. Gwen's eyes looked coldly at Tommy, causing the dark jackal to flinch.

"Gwen..."

Gwen patted Deborah on the shoulder and advised her to calm down.

"So, Tommy, what does this have to do with us?" asked Gwen. She is determined to help, but Tommy thinks that arguing with Deborah with a sad story will make them help, which annoys her.

"Oh......" Tommy knows he stepped on a sleeping wombat. I don't know much about Miss, but it's a fact of life. ”

"Gwynnie......" Deborah pleaded, her eyes glinting with despair. Debbie's pleading look is cute. Very much. Her desire to do good is even more so. Gwen groaned, lamenting her loss of innocence.

"Just this once, Tommy. "She turned around and warned the young stationmaster that next time I catch you, I'll ask Caliban to give you a new one. ”

"Of course, miss!" said Tommy, grinning stupidly. Gwen wants to know how much is ruse and how much is true.

"Let's go!" Deborah announced, turning around.

"We need water and supplies!" Tommy pushed his horse.

"There's no need. "Gwen shows her ring and go!"

"Opa, I'm Gwen. Gwen explained the current crisis and what they intend to do.

"Be careful, land sharks can grow up to level 5. But it's rare to see such a person so close to the city. I hope there's nothing wrong with the shield wall station. ”

"Shall we see it later?" asked Gwen.

"It's too far away, there's no flying spell. I asked Rhodes to drive 4 out of 4 to the nearest main road. Do you want me to send Tess or Mel?"

Gwen thought about it, but decided not to do it. She wants to train herself, be put to the test, and grow up in her many magical schools. In terms of her vain talents, there's nothing better than fighting in an isolated inland full of nobodies. At worst, even if Tess or Mel show up, it can be trusted that they will keep their mouths shut.

"I think we'll be fine, Opa," Gwen assures Suya through her texting device that I'll contact you if we run into trouble. ”

"If you venture too far, there may be no signal for divination, but good hunting. Take care of Deborah. ”

"Yes, Opa. Gwen glanced at her companion, and I brought her back in its entirety. ”

"Are you done?"

"That's it. Gwen turned to the two jackals, let's go. ”

According to Tommy, Dademan's stone takes half a day's journey. If they are keen to save Taco, they should be able to reach the landmark in the early evening. For ordinary people, even with a flashlight, riding into the darkness is suicide. However, Gwen can summon a series of floating torches, dancing lights, and flares. If they need light, it's controllable 20 to 30 meters around the party.

Not to mention that I can discover magical creatures, Gwen muttered to herself.

Thanks to the horses, there is no need to take a detour back to the main road. The four of them just walked through the dwarf bushes, sometimes trotting, sometimes galloping. When the horses needed a break, Gwen produced water, and when they were hungry, snacks and rations came out of nowhere.

Of the four, Deborah was the most disturbed of them all. She may be worried that the horse is tired, and paradoxically, she wants the horse to run haggard to save Takahashi.

As for the jackals, they have adapted to death in the interior. When Deborah asks them why they don't pull their hair out, Tommy explains that every other week someone dies, from magical creatures, accidents, hunger or thirst, or natural disasters. If people worry too much about death, no one will be able to get the job done.

As night fell, the group saw Deadman's stone in the distance.

"Semaphore!" Gwen spelled, channeling more mana to it than she needed. The space around them soon took on a bright blue glow.

"Dancing lights!" Again, Gwen overused the spell, and about a dozen rays of light appeared. Thanks to her dual mastery of magic, these orbs can follow her and remain persistent.

The team slowed down as they approached their destination.

"I'm going to call Taco," Tommy forewarned that it would be loud. ”

Tommy covers his lips with two fingers and lets out a sharp whistle that strikes the girl's eardrums.

Nothing.

He tried again.

Or nothing.

"Let me come," Gwen suggested.

She pointed to the highest point she could reach with her spell, about twenty meters from the air.

"Flashbang!"

Bang!

An explosion of sound and light sounded overhead. Fury rolled across the horizon, blowing the sand and dust below to pieces.

"Oh my God, it's too loud!" Tommy covered his ears.

Gwen cautiously activated the Detection Magic Beast.

A filter obscured her vision. Any creature with a powerful elemental core will be illuminated by the hue of its element. According to her Opa company, the land shark is hardly an ingenious creature and should be clearly visible even a few feet underground.

A shrill whistle answered them from the top of the rock.

"Thank goodness. "Tommy and Vika are smiling like foxhunters, that bastard is still alive!"

The light is dim.

The party moved on.

"Man, what did I find. Victor pointed into the distance, and the ladies might want to look away. ”

To their right was a hollowed-out Betsy, the old girl skinny.

"What a brute," Vikta muttered sadly, saying that she was a good horse. ”

"yes, that's why the ladies came to put it down, miss?" said Tommy, turning to the girls.

Deborah gripped the reins, her face full of rage. Gwen's expression became even colder. Gwen felt that the kid was too good at stirring Deborah's blood. Or maybe Debbie needs to struggle to control her hormones.

They were closer now, and the outline of the taco could be discerned from the top of a large volcanic obsidian. He waved his hand like a madman.

Gwen looked around. Strangely, she couldn't even find a source of magic.

Taco waved even more frantically. He pointed to the sky.

Gwen looked up. It took a second for Taco's anagram to be digested by her brain.

"Right below us!" she shouted as she jumped from her horse. Unlike the others, she simply doesn't have enough skills to try and handle the creature while riding.

"Debbie, jump!" Gwen cast a spell on the spell she'd been practicing yesterday without thinking.

"The feathers have fallen!"

As she ascended, her trajectory slowed down. Below, she watched her frightened horse run away.

A second later, a huge creature walked through the solid granite, smooth as a missile fired at her from the ground. It was half a meter away from her, but if she hadn't been levitated by falling feathers, it would have hooked her legs. She looked down and peered into its stomach to see rows of teeth stretching into the abyss of its esophagus.

In addition to Gwen, Deborah jumped up from her horse with more forceful movements, wiping herself as she slashed through the air. She made the most of her momentum and kicked its torso with her axe, shattering some of its stone scales.

Chew!

The animal turned sideways in surprise and pain, clumsily biting her as it glided on the dusty red soil.

"Gwen!" Deborah shouted, biting Gwen off from the aftershocks that almost turned into shark bait. According to their Opa company, land sharks have a dedicated death list that they use to rip off the limbs of their prey.

In the air, Gwen seized the opportunity and immediately summoned her acquaintances. Her beast conjured out of the pockets on either side of the shark, forming a triangle between Caliban, Ariel, and Debura, with the creature stuck in the middle.

Just as they were ready to act, the creature dived into the water. To Gwen and Deborah's surprise, it washed into the earth as if it were swimming in water. Gwen poured more mana into her eyes, and noticed with concern that her probe spell didn't penetrate deep into the red earth at the first meter or so.

"Damn......" Gwen had a premonition of what was about to happen. She can't fly, which is a fatal flaw. Should she continue to use jumps and trait drops?Any more transformation spells and Deborah will ask awkward questions.

Thankfully, Deborah's quick thinking saved them from their paralyzed predicament.

"Small shaped stones!" she said the incantation. The stone pillars rise several meters from the ground. Both girls found their purchases and soon reached safety. Caliban coiled around Gwen's post, and Ariel was fully confident that it could dodge something as clumsy as a dung-like predator the size of a utility vehicle.

The terrestrial shark burst out of the earth like a torpedo and shot into Deborah's pillar, completely erasing its perimeter. Its little bead eyes were filled with a malicious glow, and it was clearly too annoyed to believe that a small meowing creature could break its carapace and cause such damage.

"Ariel!"

The mongoose casts particles of lightning on the animal.

"Thunderbolt!" Gwen injected a sizable portion of his mana into the explosion, and the land shark lit up like a light bulb.

The light is dim.

"Scarrick!"

The creature does a good job, but it's otherwise lively. It roared, sprayed with rotting saliva, and jumped from the ruined pillar to Gwen.

Deborah shot like a crossbow arrow from her own ruined pillar. She then activates her most powerful spell combination.

"Hurry up!"

The shapeshifter turned into a swirling mass of kicks and punches to smash the creature with the fury and force of the digging machine to smash the earth. Blood-colored blood flew away in the darkness. As the flesh rendered, Deborah grew spots inside, and garnets and sangria's gout suddenly bloomed on her white vest.

To Gwen's disbelief, the land shark withstood Deborah's attack. Not only that, but it twisted its diminutive neck into an impossible angle and threw Deborah off her feet. Deborah's bronze skin rubbed against its sharp fangs and made a metallic biting sound. Her friend screamed out of breath, the fatal bite scar tearing through her ribs and squeezing the air in her lungs.

The creature frantically threw at its prey. Deborah was too tall for a shark-headed beast to eat whole. Gwen saw that the shark was ready to accept the death roll.

"!" Gwen swore in a low voice. It's no longer inevitable.

"Empty bolts!"

Gwen shot four bolts in quick succession with unerring accuracy, and her target practiced a thousand times. The blue shark is relatively still when it stands on its stocky legs. Even now, it raised its head and prepared to roll.

Immediately, Gwen's vitality drained from her body, and her face took on a deathly pale.

Four bolts stabbed into the creature's limbs one after the other. The first two are true, cutting the forelimb from the joint. However, the back legs were too thick for Gwen's low-level offense. The bolt was consumed halfway through, leaving only the limbs hanging from skin and bone.

Immediately, the blood of the ground shark sprayed hot and heavy on the red earth, however, it was too stupid to see its fatal wounds. When the prey is safely placed in its belly, it insists on throwing the dice to death. Gwen watched as it turned, and a second later the pain reached its nerve center, and the shark-faced rhinoceros was immediately paralyzed. Deborah pushed its jaw open, struggling to break free, white markings slicing through her belly and waist, bronze legs intertwined.

"Awesome bastard. Debbie coughed, visibly feeling the pain of cracked ribs.

The animal was twitching, bleeding rapidly. Its ballpoint eyes stared at the girls, even though they had darkened. Caliban approached, revealing its evil, hateful stomach. Her animal drooled. There's a lot of fresh meat here, at least half a ton. Gwen wondered if she should allow Deborah to have the honor of her deathbed when there was a call from the direction of the Deathstone.

It was a jackal, and they were returning with their lost companion, Tacco.

The stationmaster cautiously approached.

Gwen believes that Taco is risking his life to protect the herd and their lives. To her surprise, he was an Asian, but then she remembered the man's Japanese name. Unlike Tommy and Victor, the young man approached the terrestrial shark without fear.

"I can...... Can I kill it?" he asked carefully in an agitated voice.

Gwen nodded, stepped aside, and called back Kaliban and Ariel, who were back to their pocket size. With four bolts in quick succession, she felt a little sick and hoped that the land shark would give her some energy. However, she is also content to let Taco get revenge in the old-fashioned way.

Deborah reached into the ground.

"Small stone shape!"

She pulled out an obsidian-looking spear from the ground, which looked dangerous. Overall, obsidian is a brittle crystal, but when it is chipped, its sharpness is impossible.

Deborah winced, carefully handing the weapon to Taco.

They watched as the beagle approached the terrestrial shark. The light disappeared from its eyes, and it was almost lifeless.

"It's for Becky!you shit!" he shouted, raising his stone spear for attack.

Shulk!

With the disgusting sound of a crab being pierced by a knife, the obsidian spear slipped into its eye socket. Halfway through, the spear snapped, leaving a half-meter distance in the shark's skull.

"Streeth!"

"Damn the oath!"

"Fuck me!"

Others strongly agreed with Tucker's courage.

It took a few more seconds for the creature to finally die. Gwen was about to turn away when she felt something she hadn't experienced since the fieldwork. At the edge of her line of sight, there was a wisp that was barely visible. This strange phenomenon seems to emanate from the dead beast. She looked around, wondering what it was.

As before, she put her hands on her chest and felt the Qilin amulet glow with warmth.

"Oh?" Deborah seemed to sense something. She walked towards the beast's intestines, and to their surprise, she tussled at its soft belly with both hands. A bloody rush of stuff slammed into the face, suffocating the entire crew. Just as they were wondering what Deborah was up to, she pulled out a fist-sized piece of amberstone.

"Is that a creature core?" Gwen asked, completely caught off guard. If this is a spirit, then they have just won the game of life. If this amazing creature has a unique soul, then that explains why it is able to dive so deep, so effortlessly through the ground, bypassing shield barriers.

Deborah's bloodied hands were shaking. She is an earth elementalist. If this is really the core of the Earth Spirit...

Gwen looked at her with pleading eyes.

They are at the crossroads.

The most ardent character test awaits the girls, one that destroys many friendships.

How to divide the loot.