Chapter 420: Beast Tide (3)
"Get ready!" Shield Rider Quake said in a deep voice, the earth-based fighting qi made him particularly sensitive to the vibrations of the earth, and with his years of experience, he could even predict how many seconds later he would encounter the beast tide in their direction.
"There are more than a dozen demonic beasts coming, it's too dark for me to see what kind of demonic beasts are!" Scout Meen's voice came from the trees. There was a dusty cloud in the distance, and in addition to the demonic beasts running and bringing it up, there was also the credit for the trap that Mien had laid before.
The archer Dale didn't say a word, silently put the arrow on the bow and arrow, and poured a fighting spirit into the arrow, aiming at the bushes in front of him.
"Oh, you're about to be promoted to a mid-level squire?" Locke glanced at the non-talkative archer in surprise.
The fighting spirit is poured into the arrows, which already has the power that only some middle-level attendants can achieve.
He was also surprised by the two swordsmen guarding the left and right sides of the team, Martin cultivated fire-type fighting qi, and Hall cultivated wood-type fighting qi, both of whom had the strength of low-level attendants at the peak.
No wonder the team profile shows that this team has a record of hitting high-level Warcraft, everyone is on the verge of breaking through, and there is such a qualified tank as a middle-aged shieldman, with tacit understanding, it is not impossible to besiege and kill high-level Warcraft.
The biggest gap between humans and Warcraft is not physique, but wisdom.
Soon, the vanguard of the beast tide approached, quietly applying a touch of fighting spirit to his eyes, and Locke saw a two-winged demon elephant with a head.
With its black flesh wings, snow-white ivory, and adjacent ink-colored scale armor, the physique of this two-winged demon elephant is already close to that of the scorpion dragon Fermo.
This is an extremely rare magical beast that can compete with high-level demonic beasts just by virtue of physical strength, and the reason why the level is rated as an intermediate-level demonic beast is because the magic means of the winged demon elephant are very simple, and there is only the magic of adding a layer of stone shield to itself.
But that's enough, no matter how bells and whistles the magic is, it can't withstand the trampling of the winged demon elephant, and with a weight of several tons, even Locke will have a headache in the face of this big guy.
When magicians rate Warcraft, they often judge according to the energy level of the energy crystal nucleus in Warcraft's body, which is indeed applicable to the vast majority of Warcraft, but some are not applicable, such as the two-winged demon elephant in the distance.
It's not a high level, you can kill opponents with a lower level than yourself in seconds, and the challenge of skipping the level is not the patent of humans, in fact, there are many pretentious human powerhouses who die at the hands of all kinds of monsters in the forest every day.
Sometimes, the level of these demonic beasts is not as high as theirs, but with a certain area of expertise, and special means, they often succeed in pulling the strong off the horse.
They were lucky, the direction of the Demonic Beast Tide headed by this two-winged Demon Elephant was their flank, and the towering trees hugged by several people and the cover of the night made most of the Demonic Beasts in the Beast Tide ignore their small points.
Escaping the first year of junior high but not fifteen, Locke watched several demonic spirits rush towards their position.
"No, it's demonic!" came the voice of the scout from the tree.
"Damn, the smell must have attracted these brutes!" scolded Quaker the Shieldman.
The Demon Monster is one of the most hated magical beasts for adventurers in the forest, not to mention that it is very pestering, and the level is not low, and the most criticized thing is that the materials available on the Demon Monster are really limited.
Except for the magic crystal and the fur that can be used, all other parts will be discarded as garbage.
Demonic Spirits rarely act in groups, and most of them usually only cooperate with two or three to hunt prey, but there are six or seven in front of them.
And in the darkness of the night, it's hard to see if there are any more demonic embarrassments rushing behind you.
"Die!" shouted the long-awaited shield-bearer Quake, raising his giant shield and stepping forward.
The demonic embarrassment that ran first was hit by the giant shield containing the fighting spirit, and flew out with a whimper.
The moment Quake struck, Dalle's grip on the arrow behind him let go, and a sharp shot flew straight towards a demonic eye.
After the blessing of the fighting spirit, the arrows flew faster and caused more damage, and felt the chill of death, and forcibly twisted his head at an angle between the demonic lightning and stone fire.
This subtle movement saved its life, and the arrow passed through the fur on his neck, and a blood stain as deep as two centimeters appeared on the demonic embarrassment's neck, and the stinky blood gushed out, soaking the demonic embarrassment's neck.
At the same time, the two swordsmen, Martin and Hall, also rushed forward in harmony to block the demonic embarrassment that rushed up from behind.
The Bloodthirsty Vulture is a flying magical beast, and under the order of the summoner Milan, it flies into the sky and shoots down one after another with flying feathers falling from the sky, which is the natal magic of the Bloodthirsty Vulture.
In a short time, the demonic spirits who fought against the team of Dawnlight adventurers were covered in a layer of gray-black feathers of bloodthirsty vultures.
The winged flying monster, at this time, reflects where it takes advantage, I can hit you, but you can't hit me.
Of all the battles, the most eye-catching is the battle process of the Moonlight Wolf.
The Moonlight Wolf is a light-attribute wolf type Warcraft, which belongs to the upper breed of Demon Wolves.
It is said that embarrassment is treacherous, and there is always some close blood relationship between embarrassment and wolf monsters in the bloodline, and this blood relationship has also had a great impact in the battle.
The moonlight wolf, which has a more noble bloodline, can be at ease when facing the demonic embarrassment of the same level.
The pressure of the bloodline is not covered, and when the demonic embarrassment often wants to give this moonlight wolf who is blocking the way, the pressure from the source of the bloodline often makes its body shake.
In this case, the moonlight wolf can actually do one against three.
"You two go and help, too. Locke said to Christine and Rafite.
Among the batch of demonic embarrassments that rushed over, there were two fish that slipped through the net, which happened to be used to train the second girl.
The fighting spirit was infused with the long sword, and the two girls each picked their prey and greeted them.
When with Locke, Christine usually fights with vindictiveness.
The attack of the demonic embarrassment did not bring much harm to everyone, only the swordsman Hall was careless and was bitten on the elbow by a demonic embarrassment.
The wound was deep and there was a lot of bacteria growing on it, and Hall's left arm was temporarily unable to move vigorously, which meant that his strength had dropped by at least two percent.
Cutting down the last demonic embarrassment that pounced on him, before everyone could take a breath, two jungle night leopards hidden in the shadows sneaked up.
The two Jungle Night Leopards are cunning, and they choose to target the 'weakest' scout in the squad, Meen, whose tall, intricate trees are their best cover.
I only heard a scream from Meen in the tree, and the sound of rolling and fighting farther and farther away.
"Go and save him!" Milan exclaimed, her bloodthirsty vultures already swooping down on the leafy trunk.
"I'll go!"
"I'll go too!"
Martin and Dalle said in succession, and the two of them stepped on the branches, using their hands and feet together, and climbed into the dense bushes, and in a moment they disappeared.