Jonah coughed violently, almost coughing his heart out of his body.
Xibi curled his lips at Toba: "Look, he's not that miserable. He wasn't like this just now."
"Sir, are you okay..." Toba squatted anxiously and rubbed his hands, not knowing what to do.
Long Ji came over and played her fingers on Yona's back like plucking strings. A cold feeling rose from his spine. Yona shivered and his coughing stopped.
"What kind of spell is this?" The astrologer apprentice stared at the mysterious oriental woman with wide eyes.
"Not worth mentioning." Long Ji smiled slightly, turned and walked away.
Jonah stared at her slim back, not knowing what to say. Suddenly he slapped his forehead and almost jumped up: "What's behind? What happened behind? Why can't I see it?"
"Because the southern guy fainted. I was the one who carried him back to the house in the end. This guy looked thin and really heavy!" Sibi complained with puffed cheeks.
"Ellie, tell me what happens next." Jonah turned to Elliot.
The Rose Knight nodded helplessly, "Okay. Lord Jonah."
"Lord Jekong's mysterious spell did indeed hurt Mr. W. As far as we know, this is the first time Mr. W has been physically injured - even though it was just a small scratch on his face."
"What?" Jonah exclaimed, "Just a small scratch?"
Xibi stretched out her little paw, pinched a piece of soft flesh on his waist and twisted it: "Listen to me, brother."
Jonah was covered in cold sweat and fell silent.
"Yes, it's just a scratch on the face, but it can be regarded as a brilliant victory. In the known history of Cherry Crossing, no one who dared to confront Mr. W could have suffered even a slight injury. It is estimated that W
My husband has a strength similar to that of my father, otherwise he would not be able to rule the large number of powerless people, and he would be on the same level as Cherry Crossing."
"Your Excellency Jekong fainted, but Mr. W did not fight back. He admired Your Excellency Jekong's fighting style and also praised Miss Sibi's archery skills."
"Shut up!" The little grasshopper showed a fierce look.
"I'm sorry, Miss Sibi." Rose Knight bowed and apologized, "Then, he said he wanted to take a rest and let the psychic magician Hasarqin fight with us. After two or three rounds of fighting, we - no
, the room chief—decided to surrender to the opponent and give up the fight for the target object."
"Why?" Jonah couldn't help but ask.
"Because Hasalchin is a very difficult enemy, we cannot defeat him, and with Mr. W who has not yet taken action, we have no chance of winning. Giving up before paying a heavy price was the most reasonable choice at the time."
Elliot said calmly.
There was a shameful expression on Toba's face. Long Ji couldn't tell what he was thinking. Xibi looked out the window with a bit of resentment.
Jonah thought for a while and asked: "What is Hasarqin's fighting style?"
"That's right, Lord Jonah."
Through the narration of Rosenkavalier, Jonah pictured the situation of this short battle in his mind.
Mr. W took off his burnt wide-brimmed hat and retreated to the old man wearing glasses. He caressed the small wounds on his face and was lost in thought. The tall and thin spiritual wizard stood in front of the tenants of A51, his hands hidden in his robe.
, can't see what kind of weapon he is holding.
Xibi didn't waste any time, he opened his bow and shot three arrows. The magician didn't dodge or resist. The moment the arrow almost touched his robe, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Qi! Qi! Qi!"
His mouth opens unusually wide, and if you look closely, you can see that his cheeks have six small holes. When he exhales or inhales, the air passes through the holes and makes a high or low whistle. Voice.
Every time he drank a word, a ball of air appeared in the air with the outline of the word. The arrow hit the invisible air ball and was shattered into pieces.
Then Hasalqin took a deep breath and shouted: "Rock! Rock! Rock!" As if responding to his call, a rock half the size of a tabletop burst out of the ground and rolled towards the Pitchforks. The force was astonishing. Ba curled up his body, preparing to resist the impact with all his strength.
Hasalqin, who was twenty yards away, shouted again: "Water! Water! Water!" A stream of rainwater poured down suddenly turned into a thick and transparent long whip, which was violently whipped on the rock, and a rock turned into several pieces. Toba tried his best to block most of the bullets fired from hundreds of rocks, but his friends were still busy dodging the remaining flying rocks, unable to organize an effective attack formation.
Hasalqin shouted again: "Iron! Iron! Iron!"
A strange scene occurred. Countless rusty arrowheads, broken swords and broken metal armor blades rose from the mud, suspended in the air, and shot towards the direction where Hasarqin's eyes were pointing.
Toba roared and jumped into the air, spreading his arms and legs. In an instant, he was stabbed into a hedgehog by iron bullets like locusts. The rusty blade could not penetrate his tough skin, but in the gap behind him, someone was preparing to summon the secret technique. Long Ji was inevitably slightly injured, her energy was lost, and she almost received a spell backlash.
"Are you injured?" Upon hearing this, Yona quickly turned to ask Long Ji.
The oriental woman shook her head, raised her right arm, pulled up the cuff of the black tights, revealing her fair arm: "The small wound is almost healed."
Jonah saw a two-inch long lacerated wound that had begun to scab, and seemed to see a giant green dragon tattoo spiraling up from the inside of Long Ji's arm. Before he could see it clearly, Long Ji put down his sleeves. Covered arms.
On the battlefield, Elliot took off the heraldic shield from the saddle with his left hand, and took off the lance from the hook with his right hand. The unicorn's hind hooves dug into the ground and rushed towards Hasarchin. The Rose Knight used his shield to protect him. He and the riding beast heard the flying arrows clanking against the shield, estimated the distance and angle, and then leaned down suddenly, the spear came out from the bottom of the right elbow and pointed directly at Hasarqin's heart.
The spirit-talking sorcerer did not dodge and shouted: "Gen! Root! Root!"
Numerous twisted plant roots emerged from the bottom of the arena at dusk. The roots rolled up Hasalqin's body and pulled him five yards away. The Rose Knight cut off a string of tree roots blocking the path, but with Yan The spiritualist passed by.
At this time, Xibi emerged from under Toba's armpit, fully loaded the snake bow, and shot five silver arrows at once. Before the bow string stopped vibrating, he opened the bow again and shot five more arrows. The speed of the last five arrows was faster than the first five. Quickly, what appeared in front of Hasalqin's eyes in an instant was an arrow array that blocked all spatial angles and time progress.
The magician shouted: "Wind Scythe! Wind Scythe! Wind Scythe!"
This time, it was not a foreign object. It was a sickle carried by Hasalqin himself that burst out of the bag and drew several circles in the air very quickly. The arrow formation was cut into pieces by the wind sickle.
Xibi drew her bow again to prepare the room, but the telepathic sorcerer stared at her with dark and eerie eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Pamela! Pamela! Pamela!"
Xibi responded naturally: "Huh?"
Suddenly, her whole body trembled and her body stiffened. Her fingers still kept lifting the bow string, but her green eyes were frozen, as if she had been enchanted by time, standing still in front of everyone.
"Little grasshopper!" Toba roared wildly, strode ahead of Xibi, blocked several flying arrows with his back, squatted down anxiously and called: "What's wrong with you? Wake up quickly! Eli
I told you not to agree, why are you so stupid! Hey!"
"...Pamela?" Jonah asked doubtfully.
"Shut up!" Xibi showed a fierce look.
Jonah shut up.
At this time, Elliot turned the horse's head and charged again, shouting: "Mr. Room Chief, protect her, she will return to normal in five minutes!"
A black shadow drew an arc across a distance of twenty yards and quickly approached the Spiritual Warlock from the side and behind. Long Ji, who failed to cast the spell, held her dagger and pointed it straight at the enemy's waist.
Hasalqin shouted: "Hasalqin! Hasalqin! Hasalqin!"
Suddenly, a strange scene happened again. The tall and thin Spiritual Warlock suddenly let out a low roar, and metal-like strong muscles quickly grew all over his body. In just a few seconds, the muscles filled all the gaps in his empty robe.
Transformed into a giant with an extremely strong body, Long Ji's dagger stabbed into his waist, but it didn't even penetrate the thick muscle layer.
Hasalqin swung his big hammer-like fist at Long Ji. Long Ji wanted to pull out the dagger, but the blade was firmly sucked by the tight muscles and she couldn't break free for a while.
Fortunately, Elliot galloped over, the unicorn stood up, Hurulu screamed and raised his front hooves, and the Rose Knight's lightning spear pierced the enemy's shoulder, and the powerful impact forced the giant back two steps.
At this moment, Elliott shouted: "We give up. You win!"
Just like that, the battle is over.
Yona was dumbfounded after listening to everything, and couldn't help but ask: "How did Mr. W escape Jekon's earth-shattering blow? What is Hasarqin's ability? Who is the old gentleman with glasses?"
"It's difficult to answer the question about Mr. W. Your Excellency Jonah Hasalchin is a person who has the power of speech and spirit. He controls familiar objects by calling their true names, and he controls people's bodies by calling their true names.
It makes people unable to move. Of course, controlling one's own body is also one of the abilities. As for the old gentleman with glasses, there is evidence that he is a very important figure. How important is it? No one knows." Rose Knight explained.
"Okay." Jonah accepted the explanation dejectedly. "I lost my ticket, and then what?"
The hourglass beside him has drained out the last grain of sand. Time is passing minute by minute, and the predicted day is coming soon.