Chapter 15:

Unlike other magicians, Saleen cherishes the magic strings unusually much, and his mental power has been in a full state for a long time, and there is no shortage of it, so he worked hard to practice the control of magic, and the ice ball suddenly stopped in the air, exploded, and dozens of ice picks pierced into the bodies of the two assassins.

Both of these assassins had already cultivated their sword qi, but the low temperature of the ice pick caused their blood to congade almost instantly, and if the blood did not flow, people would not have any strength. Shika beside Saleen was unusually sharp, and her boomerang had already flown out of her hand, and the boomerang more than a foot long circled between the two assassins, cutting off the heads of two of them.

At this time, Salin was completely relieved, unless these two assassins practiced necromancy at the same time, they could no longer threaten themselves without their heads.

This time the attack was clean and neat, but it still exposed the existence of the team, and the battle in front broke out instantly, and Salin whispered to Sika: "You go up and deal with the other party's magician." ”

"What about you?" said Schika, who was a great warrior in the Caucasus and whose greatest glory was to protect the priests. Shika is a bit confused, but she takes the word glory very seriously. If she hadn't met Salin, there was a good chance that she would have been tricked into working as a coolie by another mercenary group.

Salin's face turned green in the light of fluorescence, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Go!"

Shika didn't understand why Saleen was angry, in her opinion, such a battle was not difficult, the swordsmen on both sides were close in strength, and there was a magician on her side, which was enough to affect the situation of the battle.

It's no wonder that Shika didn't understand the impatience in Salin's heart, Salin was calm on the surface, but in fact he regretted some of the expeditions, and the most regretful thing was to kill the magician. In this group, he was the most well-read and understood what the oracle of the Holy See meant.

On the surface, the status of the oracle is below the Pope, but the power of the oracle is absolutely incomparable to the Pope. Now that things have been done, there is no turning back. Salin wants to kill everyone who sees him, and try to flee to the Qin Yin Empire before the divine envoy arrives.

For a first-level magician, there is no shame in escaping, especially when the enemy's strength can be comparable to that of a ninth-level magician, Salin's choice can be described as wise.

Sika tucked the boomerang back into the holster around his waist, took off the huge stick behind his back, and leaped out of the fog of bewilderment. Salin was startled, this step is too far away, right?

Sica felt a little aggrieved in his heart, and this grievance could not be sent out to Sarin, so he vented all his grievances on the enemy.

The Caucasian was born to surpass the average swordsman, and Sika was a warrior with a heritage, and her massive club was made from the leg bones of an extinct demonic beast, a hundred times harder than steel. She leaped out of the fog of bewilderment, and struck a sorcerer in the head with a single blow.

With a poof, the skull of the magician who was treating his companion was smashed to pieces like a rotten watermelon, and his hot brain was shattered everywhere. The spear swordsman who was being treated by the sorcerer was suddenly drenched in the liquid of these white flowers, and some of them flew into his mouth and nose.

Before he could feel sick sensations, Sika's rod came down on his head.

The defense of the spear swordsman is not lower than that of the shield swordsman, the problem is that the sikka's stick is not a head that can defend against it. With this knock, the disgusting smell in the air suddenly became even stronger, the spear swordsman was incontinent before he died, and the cave was filled with a strange smell, as if he had walked past a carnivorous beast.

After taking out the wounded, Shika searched for another magician. The battle in front was very fierce, Lucas's iron eagle feather had been shot clean, and he was fighting hard with his triangular sword, he was facing a heavy armored swordsman, two heavy armored swordsmen besieging an archer, even if Lucas himself had practiced melee martial arts, it was impossible for him to be the opponent of the heavy armored swordsman.

Schika didn't bother him, because Sarah, who was armed with a soft sword, was even more dangerous. A martial art that Sarah used in the Qin Yin Empire was much stronger than on the battlefield in such a skirmish. If you don't consider the sword qi, Sarah is definitely the strongest martial artist in this squad.

Now Sarah was attacked by a middle-aged man with short hair, and her right hand, which had been treated by Salin, was injured again, and the leather armor on her body was soaked with blood.

Crimson and Pinault weren't much better, having taken out a spear swordsman and two archers in the first round of sneak attacks, and now a heavily armored swordsman. The pale and brilliant armor lost its usual color, and became gray and abrupt, and on the chest was a shocking scar that almost cut the armor in two.

The pale red armor looked flashy, but it was actually a piece of magic armor, and the heavily armored swordsman wielded a heavy sword as wide as the door panel in his hand, and he still had the upper hand against one. Crimson and Pino didn't even dare to touch the weapons of the heavily armored swordsmen, and they dodged with difficulty in the narrow cave.

The tip of the crimson whip had been severed, and Pinault's rapier had long since been thrown, but now he had a bladed spear in his hand. Sika glanced at the battlefield and noticed that something wasn't quite right. The opponent was 11 people, Salin killed two, he killed two, there were three corpses on the ground, but there were 4 enemies on the battlefield.

Shika didn't spot the second magician, so he went straight to the short-haired man who was fighting Sarah.

The short-haired man was expressionless, dressed in a simple linen robe, like the most ordinary commoner, and there was nothing special about his dress. However, his martial arts skills are extremely amazing, and Sarah's rich combat experience is useless in front of him. A soft sword is like a dead snake, and there is no more agility in the past.

"Be careful, he's an ascetic!" Pale Crimson was slashed three times in a row by the heavy armor swordsman's sword, and the man flew up in mid-air, not forgetting to remind Sika. Sika is now the main combat power, and it is only at this time that Cang Hong feels that the gold coins are not wronged.

What is an ascetic?Sica blinked, and the huge rod swept sideways, cutting off the line of the short-haired man's attack on Sarah.

The short-haired man has a pair of metal gloves on his hands, which look like the big hands of a puppet. Sika's stick slammed into the big hands, and the sound shook him so loudly that he was dizzy.

For the first time, she lost to others in strength, and in the village, even a man in the prime of life was not as strong as Sika. And this rod, which carried a huge amount of kinetic energy, was blocked by a very ordinary pair of metal gloves.

There was a surprised expression on the face of the short-haired man, this girl was so strong, if she didn't have these gloves, I was afraid that she would be defeated by this one.

"Magician, come out. The short-haired man didn't care about Shika, but spoke to Saleen in the Mist of Bewilderment.

Salin refused to go out, in the fog of confusion, his perception was extremely keen, this was a battle, not a competition. Salin knew that his skills might not be able to take this ascetic, and those gloves were probably high-level magic props. And this ascetic doesn't seem to care about the life or death of his companions, he decides to kill the rest first, and as for this ascetic, it depends on his luck.

High-level magic items can only be used by at least level 4 professionals, and this ascetic is so much higher than himself that Salin even has the urge to turn around and run away. However, Shika was in front, and he couldn't leave it alone.

Sika shook his numb hand, looked solemn, and began to speak Caucasian in his mouth. Salin also spoke Caucasian, but Shika's language was distinctly accented by a particular region, and he couldn't understand what Sika was reading. But Saleen knew that Schika was certainly not swearing, and her voice was rhythmic and mystical with a mysterious power.

With Sika's recitation, a scale-like pattern appeared on the huge stick, the pattern was dark cyan, and a faint light shot out from the gap in the pattern, and the stick suddenly had an aura and came to life.

The ascetic's face turned ugly, and he exclaimed, "Heresy, lay down your evil weapon, go back with me, and obey the whims of God." ”

"Sick!" Sika replied to the short-haired man in the continental lingua franca, his body leaping high, and the huge club smashed down.

The source of Sika's weapon material is an ancient magical beast, and she recites a spell that only Caucasian priests can use, which means that Sika has been blessed by the highest priests, and ordinary Caucasian warriors do not use any witchcraft at all.

Such an ability is given by others, and it is difficult to upgrade, but it does not mean that this ability is not strong. A low roar appeared in the wind from the spell-activated club, and the ascetic felt that the weapon in the girl's hand suddenly turned into an ancient beast and swooped down in the air.

The ascetic was wary and bit the tip of his tongue, squirting a mouthful of blood onto the metal gloves. Blood-red runes immediately appeared on the metal gloves, and Salin kept staring at the battlefield, recognizing it as a divine script.

The divine text is not the text of the gods, but the words of communication between the believer and the gods. Only the truly devout believers were granted the divine script, that is, such a person did not need to enter the temple to pray in order to obtain the powers bestowed by the gods on his own.

An ascetic who knows the language, he can't let this guy go. Saleen had forgotten his fears for a moment, or rather, his fears had reached their peak. I accidentally stumbled into a plan of the Holy See, which was obviously not small, and was presided over by an oracle himself. If you can't get rid of the people of the divine messenger as soon as possible, you don't have to wait for the killer of Count Sufonso to come, and you will die directly in the Chaos Swamp.

A group of seven people has already died, and a few of them don't know if their team can leave the chaotic swamp alive. Salin began to chant incantations, trying to maximize the power of his second-level magic.

The second-level magic of the Salen Society is the Ice Arrow, which is more than ten times more powerful than the Ice Pick, and far exceeds the Ice Pick in terms of speed, penetration, and freezing power.

Originally, Salin could cast 2 second-level magic, but his ice arrow could not be triggered, and he continued to consume the magic strings, waiting for the most suitable opportunity to make a move. This advanced spell casting method not only has high requirements for magic strings, but also has higher requirements for mental power. If a mage with low mental power does this, the ice arrow will explode directly in his own hand, freezing the mage himself to death.

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