Yesterday I was full of energy...but in the end I got stuck until I fell asleep. As expected, I'm still a loser.
Please push yourself a little, I will update twice tomorrow.
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magic?
Edward was stunned for a moment.
If it's magic, it's actually nothing surprising. "Close a door and open a window." It's not exclusive to Jehovah. In this world, even people who don't understand magic can use scrolls, or
Magical devices and tools to cast spells only require a certain amount of training - and Edward is very good at this.
But precisely because of this, the shocking feeling in the hunter's heart becomes extraordinarily huge.
Although he has never been able to cast any spell with his own power so far, this does not prevent him from understanding some of the essence of magic casting - at least he knows very well how the magic power is concentrated if props are used.
, is centered on this prop. This is a basic rule determined by the nature of the communication magic network.
But now, the feeling of exerting his ability is different. The self-centered feeling gradually spreads from his mind, and the extreme mental fatigue makes Edward very sure that this ability... is his 'self'
dispatched.
Of course, lamenting on the battlefield was not a very smart move, but Edward was not worried. The enemy who was left to contain him didn't seem to be in very good condition either.
An opponent who can cast spells at will without chanting is obviously more terrifying than anything else. This killer first understands that his skills are far less than that of the leader of the killer who broke into the opponent's formation. If the opponent repeats the same trick... So
, "He's a mage! Kill him first...!" This guy shouted, but he shrank and hid behind a tree.
In fact, this shouting did not have much effect, or even had a very bad impact - at the same time that the assassin leader of the surprise attack was lost, the defense line composed of five or six people was already crumbling, and this
The shouting undoubtedly completely destroyed their already low morale. After looking at each other, they all chose to retreat, trying to use the influence of the forest to escape.
But this undoubtedly gave the dwarf Baroque Yeyu an opportunity.
In fact, the dwarf had been looking forward to this for a long time - although he was still on the front line when he rushed out of the hut, his natural short legs quickly caused him to be behind the half-elves who were famous for their agility. He had just caught up at this moment.
, with a low roar, he had thrown a throwing axe, and then let his long-handled ax follow closely behind, so an unlucky killer was thrown back with a muffled sound of tearing, blood and
The offal was mixed together and turned into a pile of scattered minced meat...
Then came the second one. The dwarf's body rotated with the chop, and then he sent it forward. The back end of his axe, and the end of his spear immediately opened a big hole in the other killer's body!
The dwarf's wrist is actually extremely flexible... When ordinary people see the combination of the spear and the giant ax, they will easily assume that using it only requires brute force, but in fact it is a stupid thing done by a poor woodcutter.
The heavy weight of the ax will seriously consume people's physical strength. Even the short and sturdy Stone Clan, who is as short as an iron bucket, cannot withstand that kind of consumption. Therefore, the correct way to use it is to use his strength skillfully like him.
And the flexible wrist can swing the battle ax instead of simply swinging it.
Faced with this practical tactic, the remaining two guys could not escape their bad luck.
Blood flew everywhere, spraying all over the dwarf's face, but it was replaced by his hearty laughter! Edward frowned, and began to wonder if this guy named Baroque was a little bloodthirsty... In this world
It seems to be a cursed disease that becomes more and more aggressive as long as you suffer from it.
Compared to his bloody nature, the hunter is much more civilized...
"Don't... I surrender! I surrender!" the remaining attacker screamed. It was obvious that the fire was not far away, and the splash of blood and internal organs had completely shattered his will to fight - not to mention the one in front of him.
Or is he a 'mage' who can dissolve the little killer boss with just a stretch of his hand? "I, I can do anything you want me to do... Spare my life..." He threw away the weapon in his hand and knelt on the ground.
"Oh, then answer my question honestly. Who planned this attack? How many of you are there? What is the plan? Think about it clearly and then answer me!"
The cold voice of the question made the captive feel relaxed. He carefully glanced at the opponents gathered in the surrounding field and swallowed. He was about to say something to delay time, but in the next moment, there was a strange feeling in his throat.
, the sharp coldness made his liver and gallbladder burst!
He opened his mouth to scream, but the sound had turned into an indistinct hiss like an old bellows. The young man's movements were extremely neat. He retracted the long sword, and with a gentle push of the hilt, it turned into a fountain-like sound.
The human body with gushing blood was pushed away, and when the guy reacted and tried in vain to hold the gap in his neck, the wound that had reached as deep as the neck bone could no longer be restrained by external force.
This move made the half-elf named Melianne shake her head, with a somewhat unbearable look on her face, but she did not show any dissatisfaction - Edward not only rescued them from the fatal trap,
Moreover, these dozen opponents were actually eliminated by him and the dwarf. In every sense, he had no right to speak. However, the little priest Lisa finally couldn't help but said: "Why kill him? We
You really need a tongue."
"I can't ask anything. He is a mercenary. It is the rule of mercenaries to only ask about the price and not the employer."
Shaking the sword in his hand, Edward casually replied that he was not so polite to these enemies that he wanted to leave anyone alive - this matter had nothing to do with him originally, but it might soon.
A big trouble is coming. So these close witnesses absolutely need to be solved: "However, there should be a few traitors among you, and they are preparing for a sneak attack with their help."
"Traitor? How did you know?" The little girl's eyes widened in disbelief: "Don't be ridiculous, everyone here is..."
"Of course he's not here. If my guess is correct, he should be one of the ones who were on sentry duty before." Edward, who began to search for several dead mercenaries, responded casually - of course he was not interested in explaining.
He possesses that wonderful mind-reading ability, not to mention that the radius of this ability was constantly shrinking. Now the shrinkage has suddenly accelerated with the release of the acid ray, and it is almost difficult to feel anything now.
Whoosh whoosh!
The sharp sound of arrows breaking through the air made Edward pause. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the half-elf leader. After experiencing formal shooting training in his previous life and years of training in this life, the hunter once thought that his archery skills had been improved.
It's pretty good. Even if someone is better than him, it won't be better than the middle of the pack.
Yes, he once thought... Now, he once again learned what it means that there is a world outside the sky, and there are people above the world.
It only took a blink of an eye for the delicate-looking half-elf to take off his bow and nock an arrow, and he fired three arrows from one bow and three arrows in a row! The sharp, conical arrows made a shrill sound as they shot through the air.
In Edward's field of vision, a streak of red light opened up the space, and then came a scream from a distance that was clear and unusual even in the heavy wind and rain.
Three times in a row, the sound is audible.
"Running so fast." Several sharp whistles sounded after the screams, and Edward couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"He just ran away? Didn't he say there were still more than thirty people?" The dwarf on one side paused his ax on the ground, knocked off the stained flesh and blood, and complained dissatisfiedly: "You can't really have a good fight.
What? A bunch of cowards."
"Most of the people on the other side are hired. Although the mercenaries earn money from selling their lives, they will never sell their lives without being sure. Now they have lost a quarter out of thin air.
With more manpower and a capable little boss, it is naturally impossible to continue the confrontation. What's more, all their advantages are based on sneak attacks. Now that they are seen through, they will inevitably become entangled if they continue to fight.
A war of attrition - now anyone who is not an idiot will know that this raid has completely lost its meaning, and it is naturally time to retreat."
And in this kind of woodland, hiding and seeking with a sharpshooter must not be an interesting thing. Let alone a team with mages and priests.
The hunter shook his head and stood up - these killers were obviously extremely professional. Except for two scrolls of fireball techniques used for attacks, these dead people did not carry anything useful with them, and the leading guy
The leather armor on his body may still be okay, but now it has been completely dissolved by the acid, and only a thin sword is left, which can barely be regarded as a good trophy, which makes the skinner quite disappointed.
Fortunately, the guy before was able to reveal something useful before he was killed - the hunter's induction made him think of some things in his head for a moment, not many, it was probably because he didn't know enough, but this
A few words were enough to grasp some of Edward's key points: "They might come again. They have at least one official mage and about two apprentices. In addition, there are also a lot of mercenaries who can use scrolls. Although usually
The scrolls that humans can use cannot have too high a level, but they are enough to attack you."
"They don't have that chance! This place is not far from Lisuli. As long as they enter the city, no matter how brave they are, they can't do anything under the noses of the city guards!" Lisa snorted:
"What's more, it won't be so simple next time. Isn't it, Mr. Edward?"
While she was talking, the little girl's eyes flickered endlessly, and her gaze went around and around Edward. She was obviously extremely interested, and the implicit meaning of the last question seemed to have moved Edward.
Treated as one of them - but Edward didn't seem to notice this sentence. He just shook his head, then stood up and moved forward.
next time?
Just kidding, although this inexplicable battle did not cost him anything, it actually gave him some strange abilities to be discovered, but this kind of danger would lead to death in a sea of fire... This kind of troublesome thing, Edward has never
I wouldn't expect to do it again, that's something only fighting enthusiasts and masochists like.
By the same token, it was never a smart move to walk with a bunch of guys who were being targeted - so when the city's main road and the surrounding farms appeared in the twilight morning light, Edward immediately said goodbye.
"Thank you for your generous help, and I regret that you were involved in such an unpleasant incident..."
Beside the two separated carriages, the half-elf named Melianne bowed deeply to Edward and spoke in the most polite terms.
At this moment, he was secretly glad that his group had not done anything unfriendly before - this young man killed five enemies with just a raise of his hands. His skills may not be superb, but he was extremely skilled.
Although the flow-half-elf thinks that he should be better than him in swordsmanship, if the two are swapped, he may not be able to achieve that kind of cold decision-making and despicable attack methods, not to mention that the boy seems to have some spell casters.
ability, which made him more certain of his previous thoughts.
According to rumors, there is a type of assassin who is a sorcerer or mage, who is the most terrifying. They can kill people unknowingly with the help of spells, and are proficient in one-hit fatal combat... They usually receive the most rigorous training.
.Even if you look young, you are still extremely dangerous.
The consequences of offending a real killer are unimaginable. Even those legendary figures are unable to defend themselves against the long-term plotting of these all-pervasive enemies. Those high-ranking spectators, nobles, emperors and even the most powerful men are all captured by one hand.
There are also countless stories about the dagger from the dark buried in history.
But if such people become friends, even if it is just a potential friendship, it will be extremely beneficial. Therefore, although he is obviously not good at it, he still extended the hand of friendship very politely: "Although it is not a gift of thanks, it is still
Please accept our respect... This is the badge of our... small guild. Although it is not very famous, in Romandy... the nearest cities, you can get some conveniences with it. Forget it.
It’s not much of a gift, but at least it can give you two a little help.”
The respect of the other party made Edward hesitate for a moment, and then he took the gift from the other party - it was a piece of wood painted with a strange brown color, on which two palms holding together were embossed with simple knife work... It looked like
Somewhat rough.
But then, the little half-elf girl interrupted, which made people's hearts move.
"Well, big things can't be solved, but if it's about manpower and money, it should be easy to solve.";
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