Chapter 35: Death
The steel-like paw landed directly on Hank's head, and the huge impact caused Hank's skull to explode like a watermelon.
Red, white liquid splattered everywhere.
A twisted, headless corpse fell, spurting blood soaking the dirt and mixing with the blood of the giant bear.
"Captain!"
Shouts of disbelief rang out, and shock was written on the faces of the members of the Blood and Fire Adventure Band.
The wise and powerful leader in their minds, the leader who led their adventurous group from weak to strong, died so miserably under the paws of the Iron Palm Storm, and even the corpse could not be preserved intact......
It was as if something was stuck, and the attack of a group of people seemed to slow down.
"Are you crazy?! Don't stop it yet! ”
Looking at the two dejected guys holding the tower shield, Sean couldn't help but roar.
It's a good elite who has experienced many adventures, how can they not even withstand the pressure of the death of their teammates, and even the novices who have just started understand that they must not be distracted in battle, and these people will still make such low-level mistakes.
In fact, what Sean didn't know was that this Blood and Fire Adventure Group was cultivated by the leader Hank Waters, and everyone in the team regarded Hank as a spiritual idol, and their unity was far from being comparable to those randomly formed adventure groups outside.
But it is precisely because of this that these people will fall into shock and grief after Hank's death, they are not strangers who have known each other for a few days, but comrades who have been running in for a long time.
"Everyone! Avenge the regimental commander!! ”
After being woken up by Sean, these people finally realized that the battle was not over, so in a shout, they all regained their form and frantically attacked the Iron Palm Bear.
Sean also took the opportunity to launch an enhanced catapult spell at the giant bear's head, but unfortunately the beast detected it in advance and blocked it with its steel-like bear paws.
Although the iron nails still pierced its forefoot, its speed had been cut by half since then, and it did not do much damage to the giant bear.
The poison finally worked, and the bear's pace slowed down, and the attack became weak, and the guy was almost unable to hold on under the siege of everyone.
"Damn it!"
Sean cursed as he suddenly felt that his mana was about to run dry.
A level 6 mage has a total of 20 volts of mana, except for the initial use of 9 volts to strengthen the arrows and build a deflection force field, and then he released two more enhanced ejection techniques, which together consume a total of 15 volts of mana.
At the same time, he also maintains 6 continuous enhancement spells, which makes his current mana only 3 volts.
Fortunately, Sean is a mage who mainly cultivates the gold system, although his combat power is not very strong, but he is not short of all kinds of potions or anything.
After using the combination potion (5), Sean's mana was filled again.
Because Hank is dead, there is one less spell that needs to be maintained, which also slightly reduces the cost of Sean's maintenance spells.
Look ahead.
Under the double blow of poison and serious injury, the Iron Palm Storm Bear had little combat ability left, and it could no longer maintain its upright state, but used its own weight to press on the raised tower shield.
"Apprentice Spell - Enhanced Catapult"
Not wanting to delay any longer, Sean raised his hand again to release a shot of enhanced ejection.
Compared to the normal catapult, the mana cost of the enhanced catapult is 3 volts, which is far more powerful than the normal version.
The skin of the Iron Palm Bear was extremely tough, and coupled with the flesh and steely bones, Sean suspected that the normal version of the catapult technique could only cause minor injuries to this monster, so he chose the unfamiliar enhanced version.
Without the slightest surprise, the iron nail pierced through the skull of the iron-clapped giant bear this time, and the invincible monster in this mountain forest finally died.
With a sigh of relief, Sean removed the spell that had been maintained on the two shield-wielding adventurers.
……
The members of the Bloodfire Adventure Group watched in silence as the giant bear fell, its body lying on its back, and not far away was Hank, the former leader of the Bloodfire Adventure Band.
The dead leaves on the ground were a dull red.
Everyone is reminiscing about the bits and pieces between themselves and Hank, they are all subordinates and friends cultivated by Hank, and unspeakable emotions are spreading in everyone's hearts.
Hank began his adventurous career as a teenager and endured a lifetime of hardship just to survive well.
Unexpectedly, today, when he was about to leave this life-fighting industry, everything suddenly ended.
This is the sorrow of the weak.
For the sake of a paltry amount of gold, they gambled their lives, gambled against danger, and fought against giant bears.
Instead of wanting to live such a life, they have no choice.
After staring at Hank's corpse for a long time, Sean finally looked up.
In this world, only by trying to become stronger and climbing up with all your strength will you not fall into the abyss like Hank.
Unfortunately, not everyone has the qualifications to climb upwards.
It is a paradise for the strong, a hell for the weak, a chessboard of fate, a playground for the chosen one, a world sunk in madness and greed.
Perhaps, that's exactly what they want.
……
Sean looked back at the cave.
Either way, it's time to reap the spoils.
Ignoring the others, Sean walked into the cave on his own.
Very ordinary place, nothing special, large and small rocks are randomly embedded in the cave wall, the overall environment is a bit messy, scattered plants dotted in it.
Walking deeper into the cavern, sunlight streaming in through the hole behind him, allowing Sean to see inside.
An ocean-like blue, it was an innumerable seven-star flower.
There were far more of them than they had guessed, and what Hank and the others saw was only the tip of the iceberg.
The further he went, the more frightened Sean became, and he swept it at random, and at least he could see hundreds of them, which was simply a miracle of nature.
Although it is necessary to let the people of those adventure groups take half of it, it is not a loss to buy it back at the market price, and at the same time as the price of the Seven Star Flower rises, the price of the potion also rises, no matter what, Sean can make a windfall this time.
Just as Sean was about to turn around and let the people from the adventure group come in to help with the gathering, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something in the area where the Seven Star Flowers were most dense.
Is that...... A piece of clear crystal?