"Help!" Sonia shouted. But she was answered by more intensive screams not far away. The fleeing crowd was already in trouble.
Lana ran into five or six goblins head-on. He was startled and killed three of them with his sword in an instant, but more enemies attacked from behind and grabbed Fiona who was hiding behind him.
Her waist-length hair dragged her deeper into the garden.
Lana hurriedly pulled out his dagger and stabbed a goblin in the eye socket, then grabbed an ax and swung it in an attempt to rescue Fiona. But as soon as he turned around, he was hit hard on the back of the head.
Lana felt his eyes blur and immediately fell to the ground. Before he could stand up again, several sharp knives stabbed into his body. The other Shutoral present resisted like crazy, but they were immediately besieged from all directions.
Kneel down and fall down.
Not far away, Sonia's delicate face was scratched with many wounds by the surrounding bushes, but the goblin who caught her didn't care at all. No matter how hard she kicked, he just focused on dragging her deeper into the bushes.
Suddenly, Sonia found that the strength holding her disappeared, and then there was the sound of vegetation. A hand held her shoulder and helped her up from the bushes.
"Quick, follow me!" Galadia grabbed two crude short knives from somewhere, grabbed Sonia's hand and ran towards the outside.
"What should everyone do?"
"There's no one left!" Galadia struck down the two rushing Goblins with lightning speed, "The mountain monster calling the police just now was a trap to lure us out. The others were either caught or surrounded.
There are ambushes on the road leading to the main castle, we have to run outside."
"Obviously... I understand," Sonia hurriedly followed, "Let's take shelter along the outer city wall. It's not easy to be ambushed there, and we can rendezvous with Griffith as soon as possible."
"If he is still alive," Galadia gritted her silver teeth, "this idiot would probably be the first to be attacked."
…
Brownie No. 2887 was hiding in a dark corner, watching the goblins besiege the small group of remaining freshmen. His distinctive eyes shone with wisdom and restraint, not like a humble familiar at all.
The trainee knights protecting them were only wearing half-mail at most, and several of them had already fallen during the siege. Two goblins dressed as shamans stood beside it, as silent as stone statues.
Under his control, a large group of goblins had captured many freshmen who had escaped from the library, and very rarely did they violence the girls on the spot.
"Shaman, lead a team of warriors to intercept the two escaping prey." No. 2887 discovered Galadia and the others and immediately sent out pursuers. "The others will take the existing prey and retreat."
"But there are still humans who are resisting," a Goblin Shaman objected, "the warriors will take them down soon."
In the center of the garden, the freshmen of Minerva had dispersed into several small circles after being attacked head-on, using various magic spells they had mastered to resist. Under the command of one or two cores, they dispersed nearby
The ground becomes greasy or muddy, and fireballs are released to burn or vines are given life to attack the goblins, which makes it impossible for the goblins who far outnumber them to take them down.
"There is no time. Humanity's counterattack is imminent," No. 2887 shook his head. "A bird in the hand is worth a hundred in the bush."
…
Sonia tripped over her fluffy robe and fell onto the cold rocks with a thud. Behind them, a group of goblins had already chased after them.
Galadia took off her academic robe, bent down and grabbed the hem of her dress and tore it open, revealing her legs wearing white stockings.
There was no way to run away... If she were alone, Galadia could easily get rid of her pursuers. But Sonia was already panting from exhaustion, and it was difficult to hold on for much longer.
"Garadia, run away!" Sonia gasped as she took off her obstructive academic robe, picked up a stone and held it in her hand, taking a determined look at the deep darkness under the cliff, "I won't let them
Catch mine."
"This is not possible," Galadia turned around and held down Sonia's head, hiding her behind a broken boulder on the city wall, and covering her with their robes. "My battle requires constant changing of positions.
You wait here. If they catch you, don't resist, I will be back soon to rescue you."
After doing all this, Galadia pulled out two captured daggers and jumped up onto the city wall deftly.
"Jie Jie Jie!" The shaman leading the team immediately noticed the elf's movements and immediately pursued him.
"Trees, listen to my call,
"Vine, respond to my voice,
"I identify,
"The enemy in front of you is the enemy of nature!"
Galadia jumped towards the inside of the city wall. Below her, the lush trees opened their crowns to embrace her, and the thick vines on the trunks rushed toward the goblins like snakes.
Four or five goblins were caught immediately, and the remaining goblins swarmed down the damaged city wall and rushed towards the elves coming down from the trees.
Galadia first noticed a distinctive cloaked Goblin jumping out of the darkness. It was surrounded by a naked Goblin on the left and right.
Is there anything different about this guy? Galadia kicked one away, then swung the dagger to block the cloaked goblin's dagger, and inserted the other dagger into its throat.
"Ugh!" The severely injured Goblin spat out a mouthful of smelly blood foam at the elf.
Galadia hurriedly stepped aside. Suddenly, another goblin also wearing a cloak appeared behind the cloaked goblin. The exact same outfit made her think she was hallucinating.
The second cloaked goblin opened his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow at the elf from almost a stone's throw away. Galadia, who was unable to dodge, was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, and hurriedly threw a short knife at the archer goblin, killing it.
Shot down from the air.
There was a sharp pain in the shoulder where the arrow was hit, and the elf's keen sense of touch amplified the pain. Before she could be surprised by the goblin's cooperation, a third cloaked goblin appeared from behind the slain companion.
No, it's not! How many are there! Galadia was shocked, her weapons were all used up, and she didn't know how to defend herself against the enemy for a moment.
The third cloaked goblin swung a wooden stick at the elf, hitting Galadia hard on the shoulder. Her arm was dislocated on the spot, and she fell to her knees with a scream.
The keen perception amplified the pain. Galadia was in severe pain and subconsciously raised her hands to protect herself.
The goblin had no sympathy for her, so he hit her hard with a wooden stick. The wooden stick hit Galadia's hand first, and then hit her beautiful forehead, causing blood splashes. Several brothers
Brin followed and hit her with sticks and stones.
Galadia was beaten all over by the rain-like attack and fell to the ground covered in blood. In her blurred vision, the goblins trapped by the vines had broken free and were surrounding her from all directions.
"Help~" Galadia struggled desperately to get up from the ground, but her hands were too weak to use strength, and her mouth was full of bitter taste. What lingered in her mind was that she was among the goblins.
The tragic experiences of the women seen in the lair and the mage tower.
"Who can help me……"
The goblin holding a wooden stick looked at his prey with a ferocious smile. The slim and beautiful elf fell to the ground without any resistance, and the mesmerizing scenery flowed between the bifurcated skirts. The goblin subconsciously moved towards the seductive
The scenery reaches out.
"Click~"
Suddenly there was a sound of bones breaking in the darkness. A goblin outside had his neck broken and fell to the ground.
Before its companions could react, a tall figure flashed in front of them. Two waving sharp blades sliced ​​off two heads.
Griffith burst out of the darkness and rushed towards the goblin holding a wooden stick.
The frightened enemy hurriedly retracted his hand, but before it could adjust its posture, Griffith pierced its stomach with his sword and killed it.
At this moment, there was a crackling sound in the air, and an electric arc was shot at the trainee knight. Griffith, who had just repelled the enemy, accidentally hit him, and both weapons were knocked out.
"Jie!" The Goblin Shaman pressed his hand on the staff made of dead wood and continued to chant to the trainee knight. The remaining Goblin warriors also rushed towards him from all directions.
"Electric magic? Do Goblins have such a rare spell-casting ability?" Griffith was completely blackened by the electricity, and his hands and feet were burned in many places. He hurriedly threw a dagger at the enemy, and then caught a pounce.
The goblin came over and broke its neck.
Although Shutoral has good magic resistance, when there is only one person, Griffith cannot block the enemy's spellcasting, nor can he completely avoid suffering damage.
If the Goblin Shaman's lightning attacks were allowed to go unchecked, he would probably be paralyzed to the ground after just one more attack.
Griffith swung the captured Goblin like a stick, knocking over two enemies that rushed towards him. At the same time, he stared closely at the shaman's mouth shape and watched the thunder and lightning on the staff.
gather.
It's too late for the lightning to take shape.
Spells often have long syllables at the end.
As the shaman recited an inexplicable spell, a section of lightning exploded. But Griffith was the first to throw the goblin corpse in his hand towards the shaman.
"Guji!" the shaman screamed, watching helplessly as the corpse hit his staff, and then the lightning exploded, swallowing him up.
"Crack-click!"
A bright light startled all the creatures present. When the light dissipated, the Goblin Shaman fell to the ground covered in smoke.
The injured Goblin Shaman struggled to push away the corpse that was pressing on him, trying to get free. At this moment, a foot stepped heavily on its chest.
"Can you speak human language?" Griffith, who killed all the goblins present in the blink of an eye, asked the shaman who was only half alive. There were too many doubts about tonight's attack, and he needed to know as much as possible
Some.
"Stupid... lackey!" the shaman clearly spoke human words and said viciously.
To be continued...