Sonia hesitantly raised her wand, wanting to cast a spell to help Galadia fight before leaving. Griffith suddenly grabbed her and carried her on his shoulders, running away like the wind.
Once you decide to retreat and distance yourself, you will naturally want to withdraw without any delay.
They had just ran a few steps when the strange crack on Besarius's chest released invisible waves. The fiery red crystal swayed left and right in the crack, making people feel as uneasy as the gaze of an abyssal beast staring into reality.
As he was running, Griffith was suddenly locked in an unreasonable fear, as if he had fallen into a bottomless lake of ice, and was surrounded by panic and uneasiness. In a very short period of time, he completely lost his mind.
Together with Rana, they fled in their respective directions.
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Not only them, several girls also screamed and became a mess. The huge Besarius seized the opportunity and rushed over.
This is a mass fear technique! In panic, Griffith mobilized his blood, and as a barrier breaker, the magic resistance quickly suppressed the panic of fear. Lana also broke free, picked up Fiona and quickly caught up with Griffith.
Rife's pace.
Galadia, who was also in panic during the fear spell, flashed a light green light on her body. Her extraordinary ability "Wind Walk" has been activated, which dispels the fear effect while greatly increasing her speed and dodge probability.
She faced the approaching extraordinary elves, her light armor, pendants, wrist guards and belt blooming with auras layer by layer. The howling wind enveloped her and she suddenly disappeared.
The next moment she appeared in mid-air beside Besarius, as fast as if she had traveled through space to reach here.
The red crystals on Besarius and the cracks in the breastplate immediately captured her displacement, and threw the sword towards the elf at an incredible speed and angle. The terrifying blade rotated rapidly, carrying a whistling sound that broke through the air towards Jia.
Ladiya chopped it off.
Galadia was diagonally above Besarius. She just turned slightly sideways, and the war blade brushed against her cheek. Her flying black hair was twisted into a bunch, and the light armor on her left shoulder was crushed and broken by the wind.
into a ball of emerald green powder.
At the same time, the feather arrow in her hand was wrapped in crystal light, and a swirling air mass swirled and gathered in front of the arrow. Galadia's long hair flew in the wind, and her elegant figure was surrounded by dazzling light and momentum.
.She opened her strong bow towards the fallen elves, and as the bowstring was released, the silver arrows shot out from the string, and with the blessing of the wind and starlight, they hit Besarius' breastplate.
"boom!"
This full-force shot from close range hit the chest armor. The extraordinary elf who was hit in the chest flew backwards as if being hit by a battering ram, plowing deep ravines in the ground.
Groups of magma were squeezed out from the black armor, splashing everywhere like the blood of a dying monster. Once the gravel on the ground came into contact with the magma, it was immediately melted and burned.
As soon as Galadia landed on the ground, a terrible wound opened on her left shoulder, and blood flowed out from there, dyeing her armor red in the blink of an eye.
She knelt on one knee, quickly took a package from her waist with her right hand, tore off a bandage and pressed it on her shoulder to stop the bleeding. Her thin eyebrows were trembling due to the severe pain.
The extraordinary elf who fell in the rubble suddenly made bursts of metal cracking sounds. The black armor peeled off in large chunks like an insect's skin, revealing a strong and toned body like a bronze sculpture. The red crystal turned out to be
Embedded in Besarius's chest, it merged with flesh and blood. The black magic lines extended outward from the crystal like living tentacles, winding around his body, outlining terrifying evil patterns.
Besarius's body was unscathed!
"Huh~" Besarius, who had lost his heavy armor, showed a relaxed smile and slowly stood up as if he had just finished warming up, "Very good, woman, you successfully caught my attention."
As he spoke, he threw the dice with his left hand: "Only when I lose the shackles of armor can I show my true strength, hiss, 3, 2, 2, almost."
Galadia immediately shot an arrow.
Silver arrows and Besarius erupted at the same time. The extraordinary elf who had just lost his armor became extremely agile, making soft movements in the air that were extremely disproportionate to his huge body. His burly body twisted like a spiritual snake, which was almost
Kan dodged the arrow and appeared in front of Galadia, waving his hand and knocking the bow and arrow away from her hand.
The elf girl immediately turned into a phantom, and before the long bow landed, she appeared beside Besarius holding two silver swords.
The silver knife cut open Besarius's broad back, but the sharp blade only broke through the bronze-like solid skin and could not penetrate deep. The extraordinary elf turned around quickly and grabbed the blade that was slashing towards his throat.
Galadia flipped her wrist, and the silver sword swiped downwards avoiding the big hand like flowing water, leaving a gaping hole in Besarius's knee. Her dexterous and slender legs spun like a dance step, while retreating,
Swinging his two swords, he left wounds on the captured Besarius' wrists, arms and chest like a whirlwind.
"Such power is not enough!" Besarius rushed forward. His palm was even bigger than the girl's head. The combination of strange strength and terrifying agility allowed him to keep up with the pace of the elf.
The flying Galadia's toes were on the ground, her hands were intertwined, and the two silver long knives were twisted into a wave-like double-edged sword. She stopped suddenly from the dizzying dance steps, and was less than two meters away from the fallen extraordinary elf.
He stood still on the spot, holding the war blade in front of his right chest, as graceful and graceful as a birch tree.
Besarius stretched out his hand to hit the girl's head, but was suddenly swept by a strong wind, and a ray of silver light cut open his palm from bottom to top. Before he could see the trajectory of the silver light clearly, another ray of light swept from in front of him.
He passed by and slit his thick throat.
Galadia held the twisted war blade in her hands, flashing light and dexterous steps, spinning and moving close to Besarius, and the rays of light, with shrill screams and silver arcs, drew out flashing trajectories.
Besarius opened his hands and pounced left and right, trying to catch her.
The prey is so close that you can catch it with just a stretch of your hand, but it always passes by your fingertips.
Galadia's long hair was flying in the wind, with her twisting slender waist as the center, and her light steps caused the ribbon-like light to dance in front of Besarius.
She jumped forward and backward in the rotation, and after the brief and dazzling flying of the blade, fountain-like blood splashed out from Besarius's throat, chest, wrists, and joints, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a puddle on the ground. The cut
In the wound, the dark red flesh burst open, revealing the dense white bones inside.
The extraordinary elf made a loud noise and suddenly fell to his knees, frozen there as motionless as if he was petrified.
"Hoo~" Galadia stood not far away with a war blade in her hand, big beads of sweat rolling down her beautiful cheeks, soaking her clothes and long hair with blood. Her body seemed to
It was as if she was enveloped in steam, and her face was unnaturally red. She looked completely dehydrated and exhausted. Obviously, the dance-like battle just now had a great burden on her.
"It's not bad. Your war blade can break through my defense, while maintaining high-speed maneuvers to avoid my one-hit kill. The tactics are also very correct," Besarius knelt down and spoke slowly, his tone calm and gentle.
He commented, "But your physical strength has been exhausted, and my injury is recovering. After all, it is only Sequence 7, and the gap between the levels of extraordinary and extraordinary is insurmountable."
Galadia opened her mouth, wanting to reply a few words without giving up. But the words came out as hoarse gasps, and her throat felt as hot as a soldering iron.
White smoke was emitting from Besarius's split flesh, and the bleeding had stopped. The serious injuries were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The cross-sections of the tentacle-like wriggling granules at the bonded joints were eye-catching.
Disgusting and horrified.
Suddenly, there were rapid footsteps in the darkness.
Griffith rushed towards them. He threw a kettle towards Galadia and reached out from his waist to take out an imposing musket.
Although the cooling time for damage had not yet expired, lead bullets had been loaded into the barrel. He pointed the gun directly at Besarius's forehead and pulled the trigger from a distance of less than three meters.
"Boom!"
In a burst of loud noises and fire smoke, Besarius was hit by a lead bullet on the right side of his face. Half of his cheek was blown away by the shot, his teeth were torn, and the broken bones and rotten flesh turned into horrific holes.
If the adamantine bullets could be used, this shot might be able to kill him! Before Griffith could regret it in time, he condensed a frozen sword in his right hand and swung it towards the extraordinary elf.
"Bang!" Besarius raised his hand to avoid the sword's blow to his neck. The ice sword only split his skin and got stuck on his wrist and thick shoulder.
"No, no, no." Besarius grasped the blade of the ice sword with his right hand, grabbed it with his backhand and threw it forward. Griffith, who had at least 21 points of strength, did not expect that he would be stripped of the weapon by such brute force.
, and was immediately knocked to the ground by the hilt of the sword.
This blow made Griffith dizzy, and he crawled on the ground for a while before standing up and stepping back.
Galadia looked at him reproachfully and slowly drank some water. After she regained her composure, she took out the potion she was carrying to replenish her physical strength and drank a few sips slowly.
"The attack just now couldn't kill him, I wasn't even able to inflict fatal injuries on him," Galadia, who had recovered a little, said softly, holding Griffith's shoulders and stood up, "I can still hold on for a while.
, but it won’t take long.”
Griffith looked back at the tired girl. Her hair and clothes were soaked with sweat, and she was clenching her silver teeth as she tried to support herself. She looked particularly lovable.
"You two are finished," Besarius looked at them and laughed. "You can't see the front, and the damage output can't be hit. I'll heal your injuries and take you all down."
As soon as the extraordinary elf finished speaking, he threw the three mysterious dice again and muttered: "Besarius is healthier."
This extraordinary person is using sealed objects to grant himself a mysterious state! Griffith immediately determined the function of the dice.
In the horrified eyes of him and Galadia, the dice fell. Besarius did not reach out to catch it, but charged up his legs and jumped towards the two of them. He jumped with all his strength and smashed the rubble like a meteorite.
and mud, the huge explosive force was more violent than the bombing of a heavy trebuchet, and the shock wave set off knocked the two of them to the ground.
At this moment, the dice fell to the ground. Griffith suddenly discovered that there were two "2"s and a "1" on the upward side.
"oops!"
Besarius' face was slapped on the ground. His injuries had not yet recovered, and the tendons and joints that had just been severed suddenly broke again, causing him to fall to the ground.
Griffith immediately grabbed the bow and arrow that Galadia had dropped, and took the opportunity to escape without looking back.