CHAPTER XLVI

"Wizards shouldn't put themselves in a corner, Saleen. Feren sprayed a mist of water with a watering can, washing the broken thighs of the corpse, revealing the white and miserable bones.

"Is there really no way?"

"Wait until you're a great magician, ask me that question. Sika, test it with your weapon. Faeron greeted the silent Sika.

Sika pulled out her boomerang and sliced into the white thigh on the test bench. With a snort, the tough leg bone was directly cut off by Shika's boomerang, without hindrance.

"Yes, although you don't know how to use sword qi, your mastery of power is no different from that of a sword master. Salin, you test it. ”

"Hmm. With the spell in both hands, Saleen carefully unleashed an ice blade, and with a click, the ice blade was embedded in the thigh bone, only a third of which was submerged.

"The attack power is enough, and I'm surprised that you can do that. However, in battle, if you can unleash this magic so perfectly, I'm afraid it will also be after the promotion. In the face of a high-level swordsman, you can't kill with one hit, but instead let yourself fall into a period of weakness, which is not a good choice. ”

"I'll use the Unreal Swamp to control the enemy and let Shika complete the attack. ”

"What if the enemy is two high-level swordsmen?"

Feren asked a simple technical question, Salen is a second-level magician, and after releasing a third-level magic, the magic string is consumed. Without the magic strings, Saleen would be a burden to Sika. Of course, Salin knew that he could unleash two third-level magics, but the crux of the matter was not here, as the enemy could be three high-level swordsmen.

"Control your enemy's breath with acid and poisonous mist, and disrupt your enemy's rhythm with frost arrays. ”

"This requires the calculation of the Figaro formula......"

Salin thought to himself, the Figaro formula, give me another half a year to use it in actual combat, to deal with Count Sufonso, I must be looking for a helper, the key is the level. If you don't advance, the magic string will always be insufficient. This can only be relied on accumulation, and there is really no good way to deal with the Sword Master in front of him.

Seeing that Salin no longer retorted, Feren said, "Running away may be the best option, but if you have enough money, the scroll is the best solution." ”

Salin was speechless, does this need to be said, there are 10,000 scrolls smashed out, even if they are all third-level magic, the Sword Master can't bear it. The problem is that a third-level magic scroll is 200 gold coins, an alchemy arrow is only 1 gold coin, and a better quality is 10 gold coins. With so much money, it is better to hire some mercenaries, and under the random arrows, the sword master will also die.

Fei Lun smiled: "It seems that you have figured it out, the bravery of an individual is never as good as the strength of a group. ”

Salin was awe-struck and very grateful, and Fei Lun saw that he was worried about the affairs of his hometown, and he was afraid that he would be impulsive and go back to take revenge. I'm afraid that Count Su Fangso also has thousands of soldiers under him, and if he designs a trap, he will definitely have no return. If he died, the Metatrin family would be completely cut off.

Roar!

As he spoke, the roar of a demonic beast was heard in the distance. Faeron's face changed, and he didn't explain anything to Salin, he cast an acceleration spell and rushed out of the tent in the blink of an eye. It was the first time that Saleen had seen a mage run so fast, at least faster than the Headless Horseman's charge.

Only horses were placed around the barracks, and no trenches were dug, and in front of the camp, a man and a beast were killed like bamboos. The Kushui Army had more than 100 sentry posts, all of which were scattered, and they couldn't stop this person's attack at all.

Saleen stepped out of the tent and saw a shocking scene from afar.

An adult thorn dragon crashed into three horsemen and was roaring, trampling a tent. The soldiers under the tents were trampled into flesh, and blood gushed like a fountain. Next to the Thorn Dragon, a man in closed metal heavy armor, armed with a meteor hammer, strode towards the Lord of Rex's tent.

His goal was obviously not Salin, but Saleen felt that the blood in his whole body was congealing, not to mention magic, even if he wanted to move his feet, he couldn't do it. This man's body exudes great strength, and compared to him, the Thorny Dragon is like a cute kitten. Every step he took made a dull thud on the ground. Smoke and dust rose from his feet, as if thousands of troops were charging.

His target was the Lord of Rex's Horde, and Salin was completely incapacitated just by this momentum. Shika and Neris followed, and when they realized that something was wrong with Salin, Sika grabbed Sarin's waist and stepped back. Neris was also nervous, and she stood in front of Shika, staring nervously at the man in full armor.

This person is like a demon giving her feelings, and she can't resist at all. If it weren't for Saleen's presence behind her, Neris would have fled.

Salin's face turned red, the huge mental pressure was slightly reduced, and his left hand was the first to move, which immediately activated the magic on the magic robe, and the invisible shield unfolded, even though it was the lowest level of magic, and also eliminated most of the pressure that Salin was undergoing.

He stared at the samurai, who was dressed in black armor, which was so integrated that he could not see any gaps except for the joints, even the armor on his face. The eye area is not inlaid with crystals, but a triangular mesh, densely packed.

The shoulders, elbows, and knees of the heavy armor were full of sharp metal thorns, and the meteor hammer in his hand swung as he advanced, making a whimpering sound. Dozens of javelins were thrown, and the waves of air stirred up by the meteor hammer flew into the air and fell behind the samurai.

Two soldiers rushed forward on horseback, swords and spears pointed at the samurai's chest.

There was a fierce sound of metal shattering, and the bladed spear broke in two and shot out, and the soldiers on the horse also fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and did not move. Salin didn't even see how this warrior did it clearly, and at this time, the calm voice of the Lord of Rex came from the big tent: "Tinis, stand down." ”

Tinis, who had already gathered more than a hundred soldiers, grabbed his horse when he heard this, and watched from a distance as the warrior walked towards the county lord's tent, anxious.

Four people came out of the tent, blocking the samurai's path.

These four people have cotton robes of one color, no armor, and the most ordinary Qin Yin eight-sided sword in their hands is also carried in their hands. The heavily armored samurai suddenly stopped, and the appearance of these four people surprised him. The intelligence was wrong, and there were four Black Iron Sword Saints by the side of Lord Rex!!

Going?

There are still two great magicians on the other side who have not made a move. In case of injury, the thousands of soldiers will no longer be ants, but executioners, who will chop themselves to pieces.

Hum!

The heavily armored warrior seemed to be enraged by his hesitation, and let out a heavy, complicated cry from his mouth, and the thorn dragon, which was trampling the tent, turned its head and charged towards the four men guarding the tent.

The Thorn Dragon is the most defensive of the Earth Dragons, and it doesn't know any magic, but its body more than four meters tall and a spike harder than metal are the most powerful weapons. Magic also does unstable damage to it, except that it can't be used as a mount, and this magical beast is almost the most powerful weapon in war.

Once the Thorn Dragon rushed forward, even the Sword Master could not stop it. The heavily armored warrior followed the thorn dragon, swinging his meteor hammer again.

The four people holding Qin Yin's eight-sided sword ghostly got out of the way, slid past the sides of the thorn dragon, and the four long swords strangled towards the heavily armored warrior, this action seemed to have been practiced thousands of times, and the movements under their feet were neat, almost sticking to the body of the thorn dragon.

The Thorndragon lost its target and went berserk, continuing to charge towards the Lord of Rex's horde.

If you are trampled by it, the people inside the tent will certainly not be spared. When Saleen saw such an attack, a word popped up in his heart - Warcraft Samurai.

It's not uncommon to be able to subdue Warcraft to fight, but if you want to control it perfectly, the level of Warcraft will be two levels lower than that of Samurai. The Thorn Dragon is a sixth-level magical beast, this heavily armored warrior......

Silver Juggernaut!

"Salin ......"

"Don't go over, we can't help. Saleen interrupted Schika. Xika is at most the level of an intermediate sword master, and he has no power to fight back in the face of the Silver Sword Master. If you want to pick up a bargain, you might as well be a low-level mage. After all, magic is a long-range attack, and it can be used to divert enemies even if it can't hurt them.

Schika didn't refute, Lord Rex was kind to her, but Saleen paid for the help. Saleen wouldn't let her move, and of course she wouldn't want to fight that horrible fellow. The Caucasian people value the group, but her group, now only has one leader, Salin, and the others are not enough for her to fight hard.

Suddenly there was a dazzling light from inside the tent, and this light split into six strands and shot towards the thorn dragon. The Thorndragon lowered his head, avoided his eyes, and did not pause, insisting on trampling the big tent under his feet. Six rays of white light shot on the Thorn Dragon's body, like a sharp sword, breaking off several Thorn Dragon's spines. But it can only be like this, the sixth-level light magic has little effect on the sixth-level demonic beasts with extremely high magic resistance, not to mention the almost magically immune guy like the Thorn Dragon.

Magic immunity is a reduction of more than 80% in magic damage to the same level and below.

However, Salin's heart settled down, this sixth-level magic was just a beginning, preparing the coordinates for the later magic. Otherwise, earth-based magic can stop the Thorn Dragon's footsteps.

Boom!

The Thorn Dragon crashed headlong into the tent and hit a stone pillar head-on.

Level 6 magic, large map teem.

Salin's eyes lit up, the original function of this magic was not to block, but to temporarily add an all-powerful magic amplification range to the magician, which was much larger than the magic staff. Within a hundred square meters centered on the Great Totem, the mage's defense and attack power increased exponentially, and in half an hour, this stone pillar was almost indestructible.

No matter how strong the thorny dragon was, it couldn't destroy the earth, and when it hit, the spikes on the top of its head broke one after another, and its body also stopped, and its head was dizzy. Inside the big tent that was destroyed, two fiery snakes sprang out and wrapped around the body of the thorn dragon at once. The two fiery serpents were extremely agile, one going straight to the nostrils of the thorns, and the other burrowing into the anus of the thorns. The Thorny Dragon was half-unconscious, and he didn't even have the intention of discovering the fire snake.

It inhaled desperately, trying to regain its sanity, and a fiery snake followed the rhythm of its breathing, and stabbed into its nose.

Oh!

The thorny dragon jumped up in pain, and the ten-ton behemoth jumped up in convulsions and pressed towards the big tent.

;