Chapter 101: Death of Grievance

The forced and hasty change of moves brought strong changes and injuries to the body, and the sound of "beep pop" fried beans sounded, which was too violent and suddenly reversed the fighting spirit, exerting strong pressure on the muscles and bones, just this time, it made the "fourth" chest stuffy, and obviously caused a considerable degree of damage to the body.

If such a price is paid in exchange for the result of reversing the unfavorable situation, the attackers are still satisfied.

However, his manoeuvre didn't work.

The killing machine that can be avoided with a slight vertical is the consequence of the delay of half a beat caused by the drag of his feet, which cost him his life.

Before the gun could complete the "tail swinging" action, a huge force had already slashed at the barrel of the gun that he had pulled back hard, splitting the fighting spirit attached to the barrel of the gun, and the barrel of the gun that had been hit involuntarily bounced to the side, revealing the weakness of the attacker's waist.

"Oops!"

The attacker shouted secretly.

He couldn't understand why the girl's petite body could burst out with such tremendous power, how could the short and light short sword in her hand withstand the tremendous force of shaking her spear open and keep falling!

This doesn't make sense!

Everything happened too fast, and before the "fourth" could figure out the truth, with the cold wind blowing at high speed beside him, the cold and biting feeling passed from the ribs to the back to the lower back, and then to the back.

There was no expected sharp pain in the long wound, but there was a crispy and numb feeling, and then he could no longer feel it, and he could no longer control the body around his injured part, as if such a large area of flesh and blood had never belonged to him, just a blink of an eye, he had always felt weak and weak!

The attacker's hairs stood on end, and he clearly felt the Grim Reaper calling on him, and with the pain in his eyes, he opened them with all the strength of his milk, and at the same time made a final effort, raising his spear in front of him.

At the same time, as long as the fighting qi in the body could still be mobilized, it all rushed towards the face and chest like crazy, and everywhere he went, the green muscles and blood vessels bulged, and a large number of capillaries burst out, which was caused by the sudden passage of excessive fighting energy.

After being forced to hurt himself again, the cyan shields on the chest and face of the "Old Four" were three to four times thicker, and the color also changed from cyan to rich green, which was the effect that he gave up the defense of other parts and focused on the above key points.

Whether or not you can survive depends on this last resort.

What appeared in front of his eyes was the tip of the big gun of the young man who was constantly growing rapidly, and the white light was shining!

Like red-hot steel immersed in ice water, the sound of "Zizi" continued, and as the sound sounded, the tip of the spear with a white disc swirled pierced the surface of the green shield in one fell swoop, and the speed did not even slow down slightly, and it still pushed forward like a bamboo, so fast that it was impossible to dodge.

"No!" Before the terrible wolf howl could be fully roared, it was ruthlessly stopped by the young man's sharp blow.

As soon as the fireball technique released by the old butler bypassed the spear head of the "Old Four", Normer immediately closed his eyes, avoiding the strong light brought by the fireball's close-range explosion, and there was no short-term blindness because of this, and the momentum of the forward rush was still maintained, all relying on the previous accurate positioning and the subtle induction thereafter.

In terms of not being able to see the bright light directly with the naked eye, the starting point of the two sides is fair, and the difference is only in the mental arithmetic or unintentional in the back, active or passive.

After squinting and opening his eyes again, what the young man saw was a scene where Dawn first used the short sword in his right hand to block the spear shaft of the attacker's back, and then used the short sword in his left hand to pull a long wound on his waist and back, and all the negative attribute elements attached to the short sword were transported into the enemy's body.

The girl's positive and negative way of holding the sword is designed to break the enemy's weakness in a targeted manner.

Seeing that the two companions who attacked the enemy have been succeeded one after another, and the foreshadowing work has been completed, how could Normer be polite to the enemy, taking advantage of your illness to kill you is the consensus reached by the young man and Dawn for many years, and at this moment, there is more Plitander, a more powerful mage, to join, just to bring this consensus into full play, otherwise wouldn't it be a disappointing of the old butler and Dawn's hard work?

The spear stabbed out with all its might at the attacker who was close at hand, and the "Purple Qi from the East" was the best fighting spirit, and when it encountered the ordinary wooden fighting qi cultivated by the "Old Fourth", it was definitely a dimensionality reduction blow, like piercing through a layer of tissue paper, easily breaking through the thick fighting qi cover in front of the "Old Fourth", and the entire spear head completely submerged into his throat!

The attacker's eyes widened in pain, staring at the boy with a fixed lip, and he spat out the words with difficulty: "No ...... Shame ......"

He was really sad and angry to the extreme, if he could kill someone with a fierce gaze supported by anger, Normer would have died many times now.

"Shameless?"

Although because the enemy's entire throat was pierced, the trachea was naturally in trouble, so he could no longer utter a word, Normer only barely heard the enemy talking, but he couldn't even hear the first word, but it didn't matter, the boy still guessed what he wanted to say from the enemy's mouth, the boy looked at the bloody enemy in disbelief, and couldn't understand that the attacker "Fourth" was about to die, and he could still feel so naïve.

So the young man glared back at his opponent without showing weakness, and resolutely refuted: "It's hard for you to die immediately, and you dare to say that we are despicable and shameless! It's you who hide above and sneak attack, right? Forget about the sneak attack, you are so shameless that you poison the arrows to the extreme, and they are highly poisonous! You are embarrassed to beat us up and accuse us of being shameless!"

Stretching out his hand and pointing at his black-faced and poisoned mercenary companion on the ground, Normer rebuked angrily: "Only you are allowed to poison and sneak attack, and you will not let us join forces? Besides, when did I say that I would fight you alone? Didn't you kill me by yourself?"

"Besides, don't think that I can't guess with my face covered, you are much older than me, how can you be embarrassed to bully the small? You want a fair duel, why don't you wait until I reach your age to fight alone, see that I don't have to kill you with one finger!" the more the young man spoke, the more angry he became, and saliva sprayed in the face of the attacker.

The "fourth child" who was severely refuted was extremely aggrieved, so angry that he vomited blood, although he couldn't tell whether it was the throat piercing or anger that was mostly the reason, he wanted to loudly refute the ignorance of the young man:

What do you know, little boy? We are not fools! You must know that thieves are engaged in shady deeds, covering their faces, hiding in the shadows to plot and poison, which is the most standard routine operation, which is completely in line with industry norms and professional ethics!

Helplessly, he couldn't refute it anymore, no matter whether he was convinced or not, let alone jumping to scold his mother in the real situation, he even had the strength to stare completely, and his originally strong and powerful body fell backwards and fell directly to the ground.

As he lay dying, the last thought that came to his mind was "Damn, what a dead ......"

After completing the difficult task of killing the enemy strong man on the spot, Normer and Dawn secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the two of them invariably turned around and gave the old butler a thumbs up and grinned.

Strictly speaking, the first credit for the "fourth" attacker "Lao Si" should be credited to the old butler.

Without the fireball technique he unleashed, blinding the enemy's eyes and forcing the enemy to appear blind for a short time, Dawn would not be able to smoothly rush into the enemy's blind spot from the front;

Similarly, without his two consecutive spells to neutralize the enemy's forward momentum, making him helpless to stay in his original position, Dawn would not be able to complete the heavy task of sneak attack as planned;

Or did he rely on him to take advantage of the enemy's instant blindness, and the last to send out two earth trapping techniques, not only hidden under the fireball technique and the ice pick technique, but also flew to the feet of the attacker close to the ground, and quietly and firmly dragged him, otherwise the enemy would have escaped the killing move of the morning sun with a tiger leap, and where was the chance to let Normer kill with one shot?

It was precisely by relying on the five extremely simple first-order magic spells of the old butler that they played an extremely efficient tactical role, supplemented by the strong weakening effect attached to the short sword of the dawn, Normer finally broke the enemy head-on and "slashed" one of the core combat forces of the attacker, the "Old Fourth".

Therefore, the heartfelt admiration from Normer and Dawn is undoubtedly well deserved by the old butler.

Plitander's beard curled, and he accepted the boy's salute very calmly and with relief, and his fingers lightly tapped around, and Normer and Dawn turned around and understood.

The killing of the "fourth" caused a considerable psychological blow to the attackers under their command, and after greeting each other, they gave up their belligerent opponents one after another and retreated to the area where the attacker's core strength still existed.

Under the elimination of the other, the mercenaries and guards who were originally suppressed were greatly boosted, and they all vibrated their spirits, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became, and under the leadership of a certain hot-blooded superior, they dared to pursue the enemies around them.

So Normer and Dawn joined the pursuit, with their extremely purposeful, fast and powerful pursuit, in a short period of time, the attackers left more than a dozen corpses, and they were all speed-based combat power, this kind of enemy is the most difficult to entangle, and it is the easiest to escape from the battlefield, so Normer and Dawn have already set a strategy to clean up this kind of attacker first.

As for the fierce warriors in the enemy, they have their own Bartel and Kevin, who are also good at this, to digest them.

The chaotic defeated soldiers fled towards the middle and rear of the convoy, where not only were their other two deputy leaders, but the leader of the eighth rank, Lord Morabi, who should theoretically be here.

"For the sake of Fang Cai's faux pas, I will compensate Mrs. here. Moraby, who had been leaning on the mountain by the attackers, was now bending down, his right hand on his chest, and making an exaggerated aristocratic macho salute to the noblewoman who was only sobbing and trembling, and officially entering his favorite part of humiliation.

The Marquise de Ryder was there, not knowing how to answer, her lips trembled a few times, and she only uttered a few syllables that had no specific meaning.

"Now that the unpleasant page has been lifted, dear Marquise de Ryder, you see, can we talk openly and honestly?" Moraby stretched out a long and powerful finger, hooked the marquise's white and tender chin, and looked down at the trembling marquise with a pair of eagle eyes, admiring her pretty face, and asked very gentlemanly.

"Yes, of course. ”

The Marquise de Ryder was frightened, she had never seen such a murderous man, compared to the bandits who turned their faces and killed people without saying a word, Moraby's moodiness and even murder for no reason made her more frightened, in the face of Moraby's deliberate "gentlemanly demeanor", she nodded desperately like a chicken pecking rice.