Verse 64 Victims of battle

The beginning of the battle was so sudden, Cooks and the others didn't even have time to identify who the person who called for help was, the cruel blow was already coming, arrows rained down, yes, arrows rained down, William actually shot a bow by himself with a rain of arrows, it was really sensational.

Caught off guard, even if Cooks was an invincible fighter of divine power, he only had time to protect his vital point, and then a sharp puncture pain came from his lower arms and thighs. And the other people around him were not so lucky, William's main target was those few spellcasters, so the arrows shot at these people can be said to be accurate and ruthless, except for a more fortunate guy who let the guards around him block it, and the rest were almost all shot in the forehead and killed on the spot.

The armor-clad guards also suffered heavy casualties, and William could only ensure the accuracy of one or two of the arrows with a scattering technique of multiple arrows, and the others only had a general direction, but it was not uncommon for a blind cat to encounter a dead mouse, not to mention that between this limited bow of the ship, the chance of being shot by an arrow was much greater than that of a blind cat encountering a dead mouse.

The rain of arrows shooting could not last, even with William's strong physique, he could not support it after only seven consecutive shots, but seven rounds of breath, forty-nine carved arrows, almost the arrows did not miss, but it shocked everyone.

Cooks was furious when he was attacked at first, but when he saw the situation around him clearly, it was simply painful to the bone, it was too miserable, it was too miserable The magician elite of the entire Nesmail City could be regarded as completely lost here, and since the establishment of Nesmail City, there had never been such a painful loss.

In Faerun, the magician is a collective term for mages and warlocks, and is one of the main bases for human beings to gain a foothold in the wilderness, among which the warlock mainly relies on the power of the bloodline to dominate spells, and the number is scarce and undemanding, while mages are ordinary people through the study of the magic network and continuous learning and training, in order to obtain the qualification to control the power of magic with the help of the magic network, these are contemptuously called "spell thieves" and "spell tricksters" by some unbalanced warlocks Erudito, although it is more difficult to get started in the field of magic, is usually better than Warlock (in other words, it is easier to level up, in Internet parlance).

Although a mage has many advantages over a warlock, it is undeniable that she also has a lot of flaws, one of which is the high cost and low success rate, training a qualified mage requires a lot of resources, of course, compared to the status and role of the mage in the human race, this is not unacceptable, but it is not a simple thing to want a mage apprentice to really become a talent.

In fact, an ordinary young man, as long as his brain is not stupid, with the support of sufficient resources, it is still easy to become a low-level mage apprentice, but for them this is just the beginning, and the next thing is the most troublesome. Before a mage can take charge on his or her own, he or she needs to face many tribulations and temptations from the arcane realm, strength, spiritual will, a dangerous experiment, an uncertain summoning ritual, which may kill these novice rookies, even with the care of experienced mentors, a large number of apprentices will still die every year due to one or another problem on the way to explore the mysteries of magic.

Therefore, every magician usually puts his heart in a very important position when choosing an apprentice, after all, a strong-willed person is always easier to become a talent than a cowardly child, but even so, the success rate of a mage is still heart-wrenching, and it is already good that two or three out of ten mage apprentices can really grow up. Therefore, if a city can have one or two mages who are out of the school (only a level 10 mage can be regarded as a real apprentice) support the scene, it can already be regarded as a capital with a foothold.

And the top cities in the Northlands that monopolized the golden waterways of the Seburing River like Nesmail, and suppressed the entire Eternal Wilderness, were only a dozen magicians who could take charge of themselves, but now most of them were lost in the hands of William in the blink of an eye.

Angry hair and blood and beard are all used to describe the degree of anger of a person, but these are not enough to express the anger in Cooks' heart, and the burst of eyes is a more reasonable comment. A raging golden flame emerged from the body of this fighter who had been extremely sad and angry, it was the embodiment of the power from the gods condensed into a substantial overflow, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were torn apart by the angry green tendons, and the blood gushed down, but it was constantly healed by the divine power, and then torn again. ,

Cooks' teeth were shattered, and he suddenly let out an inhuman howl, and a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth gushed out, and the golden flame on his body became more and more intense, and gradually began to shrink into his body, and when the golden flame contracted to the extreme, Cooks finally exploded.

Wrath, the ultimate innate ability that a Divine Champion receives from a dedicated god, can temporarily transform the user into a killing machine with infinite power (not absolute power), invulnerability (normal weapons), and ignoring spell damage. Under this extremely painful emotion, Kuks finally broke through the long-standing barrier and used the ultimate stunt belonging to the Divine Power Fighter for the first time.

Cooks let out a beastly shout, lifted the giant long sword hanging beside him, and slammed it under his feet, and the deck of the bow of the ship was immediately shattered, but he himself instantly rushed into the air with the power of one step, and the giant sword in his hand slashed towards the "Sir Henry" with a streamer of golden flames.

The Evil Breaker in the state of [Divine Fury] is magnificent and indestructible, even a high-ranking dragon Cooks has the confidence to slash two sections, not to mention a wooden sailboat, but the development of things is often unexpected.

An ice-blue figure suddenly burst out of the hole in the deck that Morris had broken before, and the figure scurried to the stern of the ship, and in the blink of an eye, it more than doubled, turning into a giant more than ten feet tall, and the biting cold air surrounded the giant, and even the water in the Seburing River tended to freeze.

It was actually Yasuna, her long blue hair danced without wind, like a goddess of ice and snow who descended into the mortal world, a little bit of ice essence gathered and condensed between her hands, and Yasuna raised her hands, and countless icicles flew out from her palms, quickly crashing into Kuks in mid-air, and wherever the icicles passed, the air was almost condensed. But when the icicle hit the greatsword in Kux's hand, it was shattered, and the ice splintered like snow.

However, the impact of the icicle was not without effect, the golden flame on the giant sword suddenly dimmed, especially the icicle was not only one, after several impacts, not only the golden flame on Cukes's body was shaky, but even his movements were much slower, and there seemed to be frost condensation between his hair. Although Yasuna had already consumed most of the power of Cooks' blow, it was just that the matter was rushed and the distance between the two was too close, Cooks' sword was still slashed, but the target was changed to the head of the leader of the Frost Giants.

Yasuna had seen how terrifying the top divine power fighters were, and when she saw the crisis coming, she knew that she must not let the other party fall to the ground, and as soon as her eyes froze, Yasuna made a decision in an instant, she opened her arms fearlessly to meet the slashing giant sword, and at the same time, her palms condensed with the essence of ice slapped upward, but she wanted to die with Kux.

Stimulated by the casualties, Kukus, who almost lost his mind, also did not have the slightest intention of retreating, he shouted angrily and resolutely swung his sword and slashed down, the golden flame that originally flickered on his body seemed to be a little stronger, and Kukus seemed to have seen this obviously alien woman being cut in two pieces by his own sword.

It's just that the situation didn't develop as he imagined after all, a figure appeared in vain, brutally crashing into the giantess who wanted to kill herself, and at the same time, a touch of ice blue arc light illuminated Cukes's eyes, and the refreshing chill was reflected in his heart with a bleak beauty.

The graceful coldness of the pain severed the giant sword in his hand, sliced through the thick shoulder blade, and a bloody left ear, and Cooks let out a cry of pain from the depths of his soul, and before he could even make a slight counterattack, he was kicked into the river.

William was half-crouched on the edge of the deck of the sailing ship, beside the sorceress Morris, whose corpse was gradually cold, and he looked coldly at the Nesmail galleon, which was gradually distancing, and the other samurai on the ship only now fully reacted. Dozens of warriors with extraordinary combat strength, some wanted to attack the "Sir Henry", some wanted to treat the casualties, and some were at a loss, and the people on the entire sailing ship were already in chaos, and without Cooks as the leader and the most threatening spellcaster, these people were no longer to fear.

Yasuna, who had returned to the appearance of an ordinary person, walked lightly in front of William, because of the transformation, most of the clothes on her body were broken, and there was a faint infinite* light, but unfortunately William had no intention of appreciating it, but looked at Morris's pale face with a blue face, and between her stunned eyes, the last unwillingness and surprise were faintly visible. Yasuna hid the excitement in her heart, and whispered with some trepidation: "William, I"

William snorted coldly and said, "I told you to go down and watch her, but I didn't let you force her to die Now Morris is dead, dead under my arrows, this time are you satisfied?"

Yasuna opened her mouth to defend herself, but finally sighed and said, "You guessed it?"

William sneered: "Seeing that you are so hardworking, and I am not blind, how can I not guess that Nesmail is really so attractive to you?"

Yasuna said solemnly, "You also know what my people are now, the Eternal Wilderness - that fertile land is enough to support hundreds of thousands of giants. Encountering such an opportunity to weaken Nesmail's high-end combat power, I" Seeing William's face becoming more and more iron-blue, the leader of the female frost giant stopped talking, and whispered for a long time: "Why did you save me just now, if I die, you don't have to be so embarrassed"

William snorted angrily, stood up and turned his head to leave, Yasuna ignored the light leaking from his chest, jumped after him, and said happily: "I knew you would be reluctant to me, William-hehe"