Chapter 125: Self-Explosion

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Instantly unleash a fireball spell that is far more powerful than normal without chanting a spell, which only a mage with considerable strength can do. Rhodes just had no choice but to cast a fight, and he wasn't sure he would be able to complete the spell until he made a move.

But he succeeded. Thanks to Catherine, who forced him to repeat this low-level spell hundreds of times in the last days before graduation to the point that he remembered it with his eyes closed, and to the perfect body that could have been a magical creature that quickly provided magic power that allowed him to work miracles even in the fiercest of battles.

The fireball exploded in the pile, the flames flooded everyone, and the parts where the killers' weapons came into contact with Rod's body were visibly dented, and the blade cut through the clothes and pressed the flesh to crack the boy's ribs, but in the end, it failed to penetrate the underwear and invade the body. Pauli didn't let go of a single live mouth when he took the two of them to ambush the first team of killers, but the spider silk underwear under Rod's clothes was fortunately not exposed, and he finally performed another miracle.

Several of the attackers screamed in the light of the self-detonation attack, one got too close and died in the explosion of the fireball, one got up and screamed and ran a few steps before falling, and two stumbled and fled with fire all over their bodies.

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Detonating the fireball close to the body, injuring the enemy by a thousand and injuring himself by a thousand, Rod relied on the existence of the pendant and the spider silk cloak to dare to use such a murderous method that no one could have expected at this moment of crisis!

Faced with a target that could not be killed with a bow and arrow, a sword and a gun, and could also rub a fireball to explode, plus a female swordsman who could teleport infinitely and couldn't even touch the corners of her clothes, the last killer who still had combat strength also lost the will to fight - although he guessed the existence of spider silk underwear, although he saw that Rod was also injured in the explosion, he couldn't muster up the courage to draw his sword and chase after him. He looked left and right at his colleagues, who were no longer standing, and without hesitation, threw down his weapon and fled into the darkness.

"Damn. Heary was a little dizzy from the collision just now, and was not injured when he was blocked by Rhodes, and after the fireball exploded, he quickly jumped away and looked around with his sword, and when he saw that there was no enemy standing, he dropped his long sword: "God...... You're on fire!"

With two pieces of special armor, Rhodes saved his life, but his left hand was burned before he could evacuate in time, and the fabric of his back and arms was also cut by countless sword attacks in the chaos, and was torn apart by the impact of the fireball explosion, and several pieces of cloth that swung down were ignited by the high temperature into flames hanging on his body.

Ciri hurriedly extinguished the fire on his body, and was frightened by the young man's ragged and embarrassed appearance: "You...... Are you seriously hurt?"

"I'm fine...... It's just hot. ā€

Rhodes groped at the pendant given by his mother on his chest, and the temperature was so high that one couldn't help but suspect that it was about to melt. Having fended off several arrow attacks and fireball explosions at close range, the magical item was close to its limit, and he would not have survived today if it hadn't been for it and the Silk Cloak.

(If my mother didn't give me these things, she would have died a long time ago, and these killers should not have been sent by her.) Rhodes himself was stunned and confused to deduce this conclusion.

But after a while, other thoughts popped up: maybe the creator didn't want to die himself, but wanted to test the performance of his artificial man through actual combat?

The left hand and legs directly burned by the heat of the fireball explosion hurt when they moved, but fortunately, their movements were not affected too much, and their heads were gradually awakened after being confused by the impact for a while.

(It's worthy of a perfect creation body, it's really strong, I've solved two waves of killers by myself, I don't know if the test results are qualified?) Although he didn't want to accept his life experience, looking at the killer who was also hit by the fireball technique but lay on the ground, Rod had to admit that he was not normal at all.

"If we can move, we'll have to get out of here. Ciri wanted to help Rhodes, but he could barely stand on his feet, so he held on to the boy. The way of using the energy that simulated the fighting spirit just now was not as easy as she imagined: "Let's go, there's a horse over there." ā€

"Why, didn't the enemy all withdraw?"

"You forgot to say it, the hunt is coming soon!"

Rod was startled, and then he realized that the pendant on his chest was trembling. The air flow is abnormal, the temperature is starting to drop, and if it were daytime, you can probably see the clouds in the sky, which is a familiar scene.

"Okay, let's go. ā€

The two men, one wounded and the other weak, helped each other to the horse that had lost its owner and stood dazedly on the side of the road in the village, Ciri climbed up first, and Rhodes turned to see the ruins of the log cabin where he had been hiding a moment earlier, destroyed by the magic of the pursuer, and the owner of the house was pushing through the wooden wall that pressed against him.

The surrounding villagers must have been woken up by the sound of fighting, and they should have hid in their houses for fear of being affected, and the farmers whose houses had been demolished cried helplessly while desperately trying to pull their wives and children out of the rubble...... Rod felt guilty, but understood that it was not the time to hesitate, and at Ciri's urging, he gritted his teeth and got on the horse, intending to have a chance to come back to compensate him - if he could come back alive.

The little fox ran out of his hiding place when he saw that the enemy had been dealt with, and screamed as if he were afraid of being left behind, and caught up with his horse, jumped up and climbed into his arms along the leg of Rod's trousers, and soon got into the bag at his side with great familiarity. It's a miracle that this bag only broke a few small holes in such a fierce battle.

Rod grabbed his beltbag, sat Ciri in front of him, and wrapped his hands around her to hold the reins, and galloped into the night without even looking in the direction.

"Are you hurt?"

"No...... It's just a little tired. Ciri was no longer as heroic as ever, leaning weakly on top of the boy, and had thought that he could deal with all the enemies as long as he used his hole cards without scruples, but in practice he realized that it was not so easy: "I was inspired by Grom and you to come up with this way of using the energy of the ancient blood...... I rehearsed it many times in my mind, and the first time I really used it, I didn't control the strength well...... It's too much of a burden on the body. ā€

The sentence was not long, but it took a great deal of effort to finish it intermittently in the midst of the turbulence, and when Rod saw that she seemed to be too tired to speak, he stopped asking questions, and only took control of his mount. Although there was nothing to say all the way, the two were not first acquaintances, and they were extremely close to each other, but they did not feel embarrassed.

Galloping a horse in the dark is a dangerous thing, the light is clear during the day, and the horse can deal with obstacles or turns on its own without the control of the knight, but not in the dark night, the horse's night vision is excellent, but after all, there is no special function, and the speed is slower than during the day.

Rhodes was a mediocre rider, but fortunately it was located in the hinterland of Anteli, and the straight and flat roads built by successive rulers made it easy to escape. The horse galloped until the mount began to gasp, and when he turned his head to see that it was empty behind him, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Turning around, his heart was slightly settled, and he finally had the heart to pay attention to other things, and he smelled a familiar and good smell in the wind, remembering that the beauty was in his arms, the relaxation of escaping the catastrophe and the pleasure of killing all the enemies, mixed with the strong affection for Ciri, made him ghostly and his arms tightened, and wrapped around the girl's elastic delicate body.

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