I, the Lord of the End

Chapter 42, Killing the Gnoll Watcher

In Sid's many years of mercenary career, there is a relatively common "green skin" theory.

That is, generally speaking, the larger the orc in a broad sense, the stronger it is.

So when the Gnoll Warden appeared in his sight, Sid knew he had found his target.

Gnoll Warden, challenge levels from Classic to Heroic, as the winner of the Chicken Eating Contest within the Gnoll after awakening a trace of dragon blood and mastering some of its power, Gnoll Warden is two feet tall even with a hunchback. More than three meters high, there is a huge horn on the huge head, the wolf's head is leaning forward, dripping saliva from the big mouth, the neck is hung with a spiked collar, and the big and strong muscles on the body show its powerful strength, densely covered with blue veins Formed into a ball, it is very difficult to mess with at first sight.

What Astartes?
Sid released the mark of hatred from a distance, and the outline of the Wolf Warden's body was immediately marked in Falcon's eyes.

It's a bit troublesome. The Gnoll Warden is wearing a full-body leather armor that takes a lot of time for the Gnoll craftsman to make. There are many iron rings inlaid on the surface of the leather armor. Its weapon is a huge flail. A spiked iron ball hangs from a long iron chain, a weapon that is deadly against heavily armored units.

What made Sid even more troublesome was that the shoulder pads of the Gnoll Warden were made tall and big.

This determined that it was impossible for Sid to cut his throat from the side, not to mention that there was still a large collar hanging around the neck of the Gnoll Warden.

According to the temple guards, this big guy knows two powerful magics, one is Shockwave and the other is Life Bloom. The former is a powerful control technique that adds a lot of damage, and the latter is to quickly recover from his injuries.

"In the name of Jupiter, move forward!" Sid was still thinking about what to do. The roar of Ulrich, the guard of the temple, had already sounded. The patrol team quickly advanced along the road in the forest, and the soldiers took the lead. He aimed the bow and crossbow in his hand at the camp of the wolf man, and pulled the trigger.

All of a sudden, there was a rain of arrows, and the small jackals and the free-ranging pure jackals were shot one after another.

The wolves let out a roar of unknown meaning, and gathered collectively under the order of the watchman. The light infantry was at the front, the heavy infantry was at the back, and the wolves supported the flanks. They fought with the wolf patrol in an instant. Neither side was very strong. Professionals and wild monsters seem to have a lively fight, but in fact the casualties are not large.

Except for the early use of long-range weapons, the Wolf Patrol strictly abided by Sid's combat experience, so they had an advantage in this small encounter. Still have an advantage.

However, the biggest reason why the patrol team was so motivated to beat the gnolls back was the roar of Istvan's lion. After being greatly strengthened, the equipment on his body has become much lighter, and his physical strength has been restored.

This is the warlord, his most important role is not to fight in person, but to add buffs to the group.

At this time Sid is still waiting for the opportunity.

The outcome of the battlefield is not important. Whether or not to drive the gnolls away is also the responsibility of the temple guards, not Sid. His responsibilities to the Wolf Principality have long been exhausted in a series of previous incidents. As far as Sid is concerned, the only goal is the Gnoll Warden. This guy can produce slurry from the Holy Grail of Nightmare, allow Sid to try advanced special professions, and let him try his own skills.

Sure enough, this simple encounter quickly turned against the Gnolls. After paying six casualties, the patrol had already gained an absolute advantage. , Morale began to fluctuate.

Gnolls are such creatures. Their morale is weak, and they like group fighting tactics. As long as there are more people than the opponent, they tend to attack, and as long as there are fewer people than the opponent, they are full of thoughts of retreating.

The Gnoll Warden at the back apparently also noticed that his tribe had fallen into a disadvantage. This guy finally decided to join the battle himself. With the howling of wolves, the heavily armored Warden entered the battlefield, and every move he took Make the forest tremble.

Bloodthirsty Rage!

The evil werewolves who were fighting immediately found that the wolf man watcher was rushing towards them!
What about Mr. Connor?Where is His Excellency Connor?

Master Killer, do something!

And Istvan even found out that the Gnoll Warden didn't look at others at all. Its blood-red eyes on its huge body had only one target, and that was itself!
Only then did the legitimate son of the Duke of Holstein remember his father's teaching, that is, when the warlord is still weak, he must know how to hide himself on the battlefield, otherwise the young warlord will be the best headhunting target for the enemy, the best The set fire target!

But it was too late for him to realize now, the Gnoll Warden waved his huge flail up and down, and raised his hand and smashed a soldier on the cornerstone step with a full set of equipment into the mud!

This scene not only calmed down all the humans present, but also made the wolves shout and their morale recovered. Taking advantage of the boss's charge, the wolves, who had already shown signs of collapse, regrouped under the banner of the watcher, preparing to kill the group of wolves. Humans serve as a meal for the next few days.

However, at the moment when Jackal's morale recovered, Sid finally acted.

A gray shadow soared into the sky and landed beside the three Gnoll shamans, the lower half of the swift sword pierced through the abdomen in a semicircle, kicked the shaman's chest with his left foot and cut his throat with the sword, and sent the dagger in his left hand to the right to pass the second shaman through the head , Sid bent down low, and the chain hammer swept from behind swept over his hood, Sid could feel the texture of his hair being touched by the chain hammer spikes.

The weakness of the chain hammer was undoubtedly revealed at this time. After the move, this weapon obviously swayed back. Sid immediately seized this opportunity to take a step backwards and jumped up. The second step stepped on the Gnoll Shaman's chest, and the Swift Sword Go through the eyes.

Three seconds, three kills!

The three gnoll shamans died instantly. Only then did the gnolls realize that there was an enemy behind them, but Sid had already arrived!

"boom!"

The huge chain hammer full of spikes came towards his face with a fierce wind. Sid naturally knew that this was a powerful enemy that could not be reversed, and immediately rolled sideways to avoid it. The place where he was standing was directly smashed into a mud pit. After the rain, The forest land was lifted up, and a large mass of muddy water and grass roots was scattered by this blow. While rolling, Sid swung his swift sword and slashed at the Gnoll Warden's calf, hoping that this blow would have some effect.

However, the touch of the blade on the wrist is like a knight's sword that is not sharp enough to cut on the thick cotton armor. The swift sword cut through the leather armor of the Wolf Warden's leg and left a wound, but the jackal The human watcher's movements didn't change at all, the wound was so shallow that there wasn't much blood left at all. On the contrary, its movements became more violent, and Sid immediately rolled and pulled a little distance away.

The hate marks continued, and the weaknesses of the Gnoll Warden were marked one by one.

Neck - Protected by a spiked collar.

The vital points of the abdomen and waist—protected by leather armor and iron rings.

Wrists and Shoulders - One-piece iron bracers and gauntlets.

Sid found that the only things he could attack were the opponent's eyes and the throat that was not protected by the spiked collar.

It's so tough, and he will face more such heavy armored enemies in the future.

A smile played on Sid's mouth.

Disadvantages are the essence of the battlefield!
"Ishtvan! Salvo!" Sid quickly opened the distance, so dexterous and quick that he almost retreated seven or eight meters in the blink of an eye, but he was only flexible and not fast.

"Cone-headed armor-piercing arrows, volley!" Istvan immediately ordered a volley to fire, and the six patrol soldiers who had been arranged in advance had already loaded their crossbows. The watchman noticed this scene, and he immediately gave up chasing Sid and turned to protect his head. Two cone-pointed armor-piercing arrows penetrated his leather armor and pierced his shoulder and chest respectively, but the most important other arrows Yazawa hit its wrist guard and iron belt and was bounced off.

The bloom of life activated, and all the wounds on Gnoll Warden's body were emitting green smoke, and they were rapidly healing.

This is not surprising to Sid. As far as he knows, although the healing speed of life bloom is very fast, it mainly relies on magic that consumes vitality and lifespan. The lifespan of the giant dragon family is random, and the average lifespan is only five or six years. Put it in a few more times and it's ready to go into the soil.

"Serapis is here! Can't you aim?" the eldest son of the Duke cursed, and he was about to ask the patrol soldiers to reload, but Sid's roar was the first to sound: "Get out of here!"

The Gnoll Warden has rushed over!
Ishtwan was stunned, and the Gnoll Watcher had already rushed in front of him, and he opened his bloody mouth to spit out a foul smell, and then the chain hammer was about to fall, and the young warlord was already a step too late to dodge .

Ulrich, the temple guard, and Sid, who was still far away, showed urgent expressions almost at the same time, this man cannot die here!

The shadow of death enveloped Istvan, looking at the watchman who was at least three heads taller than him, he subconsciously raised his dagger to block.

However, something stood in his way.

It was the middle-aged soldier who asked the question before!He raised the round shield in his hand and stopped in front of Istvan.

The giant chain flail hit the round shield, and the iron-covered round shield instantly shattered into wooden slats all over the sky. His arm made a sound of breaking, and the spiked hammer ball continued to hit his chest. His ribs were all dented, and blood It burst out, and in the blink of an eye, the chest was already covered with blood.

The middle-aged soldier fell like this, without even a last word.

"Bastard!" Sid was angry, and he had recovered by now.

Royal blood sublimation!

The white-haired boy bathed in the golden light ran and jumped in one go, and jumped onto the Gnoll Warden's back before he could turn around in the future, and the swift sword ran along the top of the Gnoll Warden's neck that was not covered by the spiked collar. A terrible wound was cut, and then the Hidden Blade in his hand pierced directly from the back of the head. Sid twisted his wrist, and the foul-smelling blood immediately spurted out like a waterfall!
I thought that such a blow would be enough to kill Gnoll Warden, but before the battle was over, Gnoll Warden let out an angry roar and released a second spell directly towards his body.

Shockwave!
The oncoming bloody shock wave hit Sid's body, and the power of the eye of the storm caused the shock wave to deflect slightly and did not hit his skull, but hit his shoulder!
"Crack~"

Sid was sent flying by this blow, his shoulder and right arm were fractured at the same time, and the cracked skin was immediately dripping with blood.

Life blooms!It was another magic spell, and the wound on Gnoll Warden immediately began to heal, but this time the wound was obviously serious and the healing speed was very slow, and the hair on the Gnoll Warden's head was gradually turning gray, and his face was also visible to the naked eye. Wrinkles appeared.

Obviously, the Gnoll Warden paid a huge price, and it roared angrily that it intended to take Sid's life immediately.

But it miscalculated.

The moment Sid was dizzy, the water source quality surrounding him turned into a tidal wave and washed him from head to toe, washing away the impact and strong dizziness brought by the shock wave.

What made Sid even more strange was that although his shoulder and right arm bones had been broken, he found that his right hand still seemed to be under his control, and he could still easily manipulate his arm to complete all the tasks. Actions are not hampered by fractures.

"Xiaoxi, your body looks like a whole now." He recalled what his elder sister said.

"ended."

Sid rolled over on the ground and stood up again. He took out a shotgun from behind and shot a shot at the face of the wolf leader at close range. The head of the wolf watcher was beaten to blood by the shot at close range. Vague.

In this world of sword and magic, when the strength reaches the classic level, you are no longer afraid of firecrackers. If you are too far away, you can't hit it, and if you are too close, you can't catch it. Only this kind of timing can have a chance to deal full damage.

Spiral stab!

Blessed by the sublimation of the emperor's blood, the swift sword came out and pierced through the throat from below!

Blood gushed.

The Gnoll Warden wanted to wield his weapon again, but his body had stopped accepting instructions from his brain. His huge figure suddenly froze, and then he collapsed to the ground wearily.

Even a bloom of life cannot save such a fatal injury.

He felt a drop in his waist, and Sid immediately realized that the battle was over. He took a deep breath, drew out the swift sword, and looked around vigilantly.

Sure enough, seeing the leader's death, all the gnolls fled in panic.

The encounter ultimately ended in victory for the Wolf Patrol.

Everyone was shocked.

Sid almost single-handedly killed a gnoll leader who was infinitely close to being promoted to the hero rank, a gnoll watcher blessed with the power of dragon blood!
You are worthy of our evil werewolves!

……… I am the dividing line at the end…………

After the war, in a messy forest battlefield.

"With the blessing of Jupiter, we have won this victory, praise the Lord!" Ulrich, the guard of the temple, praised the Lord of Heaven loudly, and he chanted the name of the Lord of Heaven aloud.

Sid was sitting on the pile of weeds. His wound had already been bandaged briefly by himself. Taking advantage of the fact that the guards of the temple were not paying attention, he took a mouthful of the Holy Grail of Sin and Nightmare, and his injury quickly recovered. loot.

It is a pity that there is nothing valuable on the Gnoll Warden, and the heavy shackles and equipment are not what Sid wants, but this is not a problem for the experienced Sid, who directly peeled off the wolf with a dagger The human watcher took out the heart from the chest, and took out a small piece of dragon blood crystal weighing about half an ounce from the still hot heart.

No one dared to fight Sid for this spoil. Although the werewolves were greedy, they worshiped the strong!
After finishing everything, Sid noticed that Ishtwan, the eldest son of the Marshal of the White Horse Army, was standing in a daze in front of the bumpkins.

Thirteen soldiers were killed in this encounter, including the elderly soldier who blocked the fatal blow for Istvan. Without hero-level priests, druids, and wizards at the scene, he only struggled a dozen times. Swallowed his last breath in seconds.

Seeing that he still couldn't accept this reality, Sid came to Istvan's side, patted his shoulder, and said nothing.

"Give me two silver coins, okay?" Istvan said softly, "He needs two silver coins, and the kingdom of Hades needs an entrance fee."

"I can give you two silver coins, but I'm worried that it will be dug out soon." There was a trace of sadness in Sid's expression, and he glanced back: "There is no immortal dynasty in this world, And there is no grave that is not dug."

"He saved my life." The muscles on Istvan's face twitched and his mouth closed: "I don't understand why, I don't even know his name."

"His name is Orlick." Sid lowered his eyes: "Learn to remember other people's names, young warlord, this will not be the last time you experience this kind of thing."

"Hi... Your Excellency Connor, I mean, everyone including you has a reason to help me and save me, but what reason does he have?" The young warlord bent down and knelt in front of the dirt bag: "May your Rest in peace, my friend."

"You don't quite understand why the evil werewolf wanted to kill you before, but now he saves you?" Sid also knelt on one knee and paid his last respects to the warrior, with a trace of sadness in his eyes: "Knowing what evil is Is it the soul of the wolf?"

"What is it?"

"In the battle of the Dark Messiah hundreds of years ago, the Holy Empire Army faced the Golden Wolf Army led by Tian Khan Attila. The Holy Empire Army without the Supreme Holy See was defeated, and 10,000+ people died in the battle." Sid He said softly: "But when cleaning the battlefield, the Golden Wolf Army found that only the Bad Wolf Army had no one fleeing, and even most of the Bad Wolf soldiers died facing the Golden Wolf Army. The bodies of the Golden Wolf Army."

"This is the soul of the wolf. You treat him as a comrade-in-arms and care about his safety, but he treats you as a brother and will protect you with his life."

"They are werewolves, and they are also werewolves. Just like the gray tone of the Wolf Principality, the world is not black and white, the world is gray."

Sid got up and motioned for Ishtwan to get paid. He had seen this kind of thing too much. Although he was a little sad, he would not take it too seriously.

"They are Imperials, and we are Imperials too."

Istvan raised his head and gritted his teeth: "But how much are they worth? How much are we worth?"

"These are 20 gold, and this is 50 gold." Sid pointed to a few soil bags, and then pointed to the soldiers who were chattering and preaching to the soldiers, "This victory was bestowed by Jupiter. Your Excellency Connor was sent by Jupiter to the world." Ulrich, the Templar Guard of the Messenger: "That one is worth 150 gold, as for you...do you want me to give you an estimate?"

"Enough, don't talk anymore!" Istvan's face was red, he drank Sid's words, and said directly: "If I want to transport all the corpses of these comrades back so that they can enjoy a decent funeral, I need How much gold?!"

"Five gold crowns are enough." Sid put down the watcher's head. This is not a suitable sacrifice. It seems that advanced Assassin executioners need better ones.

Stephen froze.

That's all?
He spent more than this on a trip to the market!
For the first time in his 19-year-old life, he experienced the cheapness of life... and its preciousness, and a primal impulse made him blurt out the words in his throat.

"I paid the money!"

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