Chapter Twenty-Three: Repaying Grievances with Virtue
Although Oster can't see and hear all directions, Sashu can. As long as there are spells cast around, they will be immediately visible on the interface, not only the skill level of the character effect is clear, but the attack path of the spell casting progress is also clear;
And with the spell casting speed of half a bucket of water of these people, Osti can dodge it with his eyes closed, which is completely incomparable to the previous captain of the paladin, and even inferior to the instructor. This also indirectly proves that Landis is indeed a powerful guy, but he is just too unlucky to match the protagonist.
Oster was still in exchange and immediately returned the spells he had received. After a while, there was no one standing around.
"What's going on, how can he see the attack from behind?" "He's put more than a dozen spells in a row, and he hasn't seen that with the scroll, the mana won't run out?" "Don't panic, use a bomb against him!"
[Magical Engineering Creation Detected, Type: Elemental Burst Salt Mixture.] Direction: 3 o'clock on the right. - Warning, low energy, please recharge immediately. 】
Osten was startled when he saw that a fellow was secretly rubbing the flint and igniting the fuse of a huge grenade; This didn't make him get his wish, and an ice arrow flicked it over, freezing the grenade and the guy's hand into a lump.
Seeing the other party fall down screaming with thunder, Oster did not take it lightly, because Sashu detected the attack magic again, and the level was higher. It seems that this is the real backhand, and the other attacks are just playing cover.
Looking in the direction of the prompt, I saw Silas hiding behind the trash can, holding a scroll, desperately speeding up the chanting of the incantation.
Looking at the display of [Scroll Magic: Frost and Fire Arrow (Level 3)" on the interface of the USB flash drive, Oster was surprised, magic above level 3 is equivalent to a single heavy weapon in this world, it is a typical contraband, and the market price of a spell scroll is dozens of gold. This guy seems to have broken his roots, and he has to get rid of himself;
But what's the use of that? "You're so slow, is it a knot in your tongue?"
Oster yawned and returned the spell that he hadn't finished reading. Of course, he still kept his hand, and a magic arrow mixed with red and blue energy flew over and hit the trash can in front of him. Along with the nearby wall, it froze into a large block of ice crystals, and then the fire exploded, blasting the ice to pieces.
[Arrow of Frost and Fire, Spell Level 3, copied complete.] - Warning: Low energy, recharge immediately. 】
Silas was shaken out by the blast, and his fat body rolled on the ground several times and was motionless. The rest of the people finally understood the difference in strength with Oster, and they were terrified, and they all got up and turned around and fled.
Only the guy holding the grenade was still frozen, unable to stand up on the ground, and whispered, "Help, don't leave me ......" but his companions ran away without anyone caring about him.
The battle was over, and eight or nine were fought without ten men, and Oster did not hurt even a single cold hair. It's just that the annoying "low energy" warning screen is still popping up and has to be manually turned off all the time;
What the hell is this thing? If you want to charge, you have to have a power bank data cable or something. In this hellish Middle Ages, where to find these things. Oster was staring at Sashu's interface when a scream came from one side.
Turning his head to look, he saw that Silas got up at some point and dragged away the grenade that the little brother was frozen in his hand on the side. The skin and flesh on the latter's hands were ripped off together, and he rolled on the ground in pain;
Bleeding Silas, holding a grenade in one hand and a flint in the other, rushed towards Oster, shouting, "This is a good thing bought from the rebels, I will die with you, see how you hide!" Oster hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, saying, "Don't order! ……”
Silas smirked and said, "Now I know it's too late to be scared!" As he spoke, he lit the grenade fuse, and before he could throw it, the grenade exploded in his hand. In a moment, the flesh and blood flew sideways, and his palm was instantly blown to pieces, half of his body was blurred with flesh and blood, and he fell to the ground and screamed loudly.
Oster had already rushed to the side to dodge in advance, and didn't have time to say the next word, "...... Because it was half burned and broken by the freeze, the lead was already very short, showing that the remaining detonation time was 0.5 seconds. Alas, forget it. ”
Silas fell to his knees, clutching the boneless hand and howling bitterly. If it weren't for the fact that scientific creations were suppressed in the wizarding world, the power of the engineering bomb was far less powerful than the Frost and Fire Arrow just now, and if such a large thunder exploded by the standards of the earth, Silas's entire upper body would have been gone. But even so, he was blown up twice in a row, and he was covered in blood, and with such a amount of bleeding, if he didn't deal with it in time, he would soon have braids.
Although the other party was to blame, Oster did not want him to be crippled or even killed for life.
During these days, Oster had seen Silas busking, and he was indeed negotiating with officers and soldiers on behalf of the performers. Generally speaking, this person is still a laborer, and he lives by selling his strength, and this kind of person can still be saved.
Seeing Oster coming, Silas gasped and said with difficulty; "Skills are not as good as others, and they are willing to bow to the wind. Kill me, and from now on, the streets of this town will be under your control......"
But Oster just crouched down and began to cast the healing. The injuries are so severe that even in the wizarding world, the effect of healing spells is limited. It takes a fairly high level of magic to regenerate severed limbs, and the secondary spells that have been stolen these days have had little effect. I've been using up all the healing spells I've learned, and the other party's hand has just regained its appearance to the point where it can see.
Silas was shocked and stammered, "You, why, save me?" ”
Auster said lightly, "You ask yourself, is all the membership fees collected really used to protect the entertainers, and how much do you know?" Was that what you founded the guild for? ”
Silas was stunned, and Oster looked him in the eye and continued, "Don't do this again in the future, remember, bullying the weak is not a good man, and everything must be done according to your own conscience." ”
Silas was silent for a long time, then whispered, "Sorry, thank you. Then, with the help of his men on the side, he stumbled away.
Auster watched the two leave, feeling that the force was perfect. I have been working for a long time, so chivalrous, and a speech to repay grievances with virtue, how can the other party be grateful, and know that he has lost his way, and he respects himself from now on, right?
As a result, two or three days later, Oster was educated by reality. Some people are not worthy of pity at all, Confucius said, repay grievances with virtue, how to repay virtue?