my age of magic

Chapter 513 11. Tauren Warrior Luka

The chaos under the wall lamp is constantly spreading outward, and the entire airship is like a pot of boiling water that is constantly boiling. Soldiers, completely lifted the last veil covering their faces, revealing their true nature.

Luka vigorously swung the double-edged axe, and the body reinforced with 'petrified skin' was able to carry the messy arrows. Those arrows flying in the narrow space could not be avoided at all. Luka was wearing an iron chest Armor, this light steel armor covers the joints and vital parts of his whole body, and he doesn't care about other places with rough skin and thick flesh, even if he stabs a few arrows.

Only a strong bow can shoot feathered arrows into the thick skin of Luka's body. The 'petrified skin' on his body allows those feathered arrows to pierce the arrows into his flesh. The stinging pain made Luka's eyes turn red. As far as his line of sight was concerned, the double-edged ax landed. Every time his eyes extended to the corridor, the rebel soldiers couldn't help but take a few steps back in a hurry.

Perhaps because the chaos made them lose their only patience, some crew members raised their scimitars and slashed at the crowd rushing out of the deck frantically. The shining steel knife pierced a middle-aged businessman's chest.

The middle-aged businessman opened his mouth wide, looking in disbelief at the scimitar piercing through his chest, with despair in his eyes, his mouth widened but unable to say anything, he looked at the piece of land outside the cabin door with infinite nostalgia. In the silent starry sky, the body fell forward.

A group of rebel crew members broke in from the outside, led by the captain with a cold face and slender eyes, quickly blocked the exit from the corridor to the deck completely.

Without any extra words, as soon as these rebels showed up, they brutally suppressed them in the most brutal way.

The young captain wore a gorgeous and eye-catching captain's cap, with ruthless coldness in his eyes, and a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth. Looking at the chaotic scene in the cabin corridor, he only frowned slightly, watching the rushing To one of his female boat passengers, his left hand touched his waist, and without any hesitation, he pulled out the long sword at his waist like lightning.

The Western rapier in his hand was like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, with a smear of scars, piercing the female boat passenger's eyebrows, the fear on the woman's face was frozen on her face, the pupils had not completely dilated, the young The captain raised his foot and kicked the woman on the chest, kicked her to the ground, stomped on the twitching corpse of the female boat passenger with a cold face, stretched out his pale and slender index finger and pointed at Luka and me. Gently spit out:
"Kill them for me, right now!"

Behind him, four strong rebel fighters poured out at the same time. Each rebel fighter only wore a glove full of barbs in his hand, facing the crowd surging out of the cabin like a tide, waving With a huge and strong iron fist, he knocked every retreating boat passenger to the ground, regardless of life or death.

In an instant, a bloody path was forcibly cut through the narrow corridor, and a dozen or so rebel crew members flooded in from the deck were swimming against the current.

The rebels, who were surrounded by the crowd and retreated outside, turned pale when they saw the young captain. They forcibly stopped in the crowd, and turned around with pain and cruelty on their faces. He gritted his teeth and stabbed the person behind him who pushed him to death, then leaned his shoulders against the body of the boat passenger, never daring to take a step back...

In the entire corridor, the faces of the twenty or so rebels mixed in the crowd instantly changed, catching the passengers who wanted to rush to the deck to avoid disaster by surprise. The crew members who fled to the outside pierced the scimitar into their chests with ferocious faces at this moment.

For a moment, the entire corridor turned into a cruel battlefield of purgatory. Most of the unsuspecting civilians and noble boat passengers were killed at this moment. The rest of the people either resisted or escaped, but such a narrow corridor , where can escape?

The boat passengers who fled in a panic were chased and killed one by one by the rebel crew members holding machetes, and died tragically in the corridor.

This cruel scene happened right in front of me, and it was only a few breaths before and after. Before the tauren Luka even figured out what happened in front of him, he was shot through by a fat man. The scimitar was splashed with blood, he stretched out his big hand to wipe off the blood stains on his face, and turned to look at me in disbelief.

"Ow..."

Turning his head to face the ruthless rebel crew, he let out an angry roar.

……

Among the passengers, there will always be a few people who are warriors. The Grimm Empire advocates the rule of the country by force. Almost all adult men have served in the military. There are a few quick-responsive people in the corridor who were not caught by the rebel crew immediately. They attacked and killed them in a sneak attack. After reacting, they quickly took out the weapons they carried with them, put on a defensive posture, and fought with the rebel crew who came over.

Holding a slender western rapier in his hand, the young captain rushed towards Luka and me almost non-stop under the guard of four cronies.

In the corridor behind us, all the space has been blocked by Moraya's thorns and vines, and there is no way for us to retreat at this moment.

After the sound of the ice explosion, the room that originally imprisoned Princess Saeli and Sophie spewed out cold ice particles. It seems that the two magic traps I set up in the room have been triggered. Nova' will cover the entire room with frost.

The escape route has been completely blocked.

I didn't expect that these rebels would dare to be on this airship and openly kill them in front of these passengers. It seems that their strength is much stronger than I expected. It seems that they are very confident that they can completely control Is the whole airship so unscrupulous?
Resolutely unfolded a 'Magic Power Catalysis' scroll from my arms, and as I spit out the spell quickly, the scroll turned into a light blue magic radiance in my hand, completely enveloping me, these The magic radiance made the magic elements in my body extremely restless, and the blue magic radiance penetrated into my skin, leaving my skin covered with star marks.

I can clearly feel the magic elements floating in the surrounding space, bit by bit I am attracted by the light blue magic radiance on my skin, and they keep condensing towards me. At this moment, I feel the magical elements around my body The magical elements in my body became thicker. I looked at my hands and felt the restless magic power in my body. The magic vortex in my lower abdomen turned much faster, and the magic power in my body became more abundant.

This is not the first time I have used the scroll of 'Magic Power Catalysis'. In the last severe winter, when I was ambushing barbarian warriors again, I accidentally met another barbarian squad that came to support in time. I used such a 'Magic Power Catalyst' scroll when I was a child.

It is also a rare opportunity for me to understand the changes in my body in detail. It allows me to feel the state of the magic elements in the body of a third-level magician.

Normally, I would never want to waste such a scroll of 'Magic Catalysis'.

"Hey, Ji Jia, you really think highly of them!" Moraya behind saw me using a scroll of 'Magic Reminder' so easily, and said something to me in surprise.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and help us get rid of these rubbish, I don't want to make the whole boat bloody!" I took out the ancient vine staff I was carrying with me from the magic pocket with my left hand. After defeating those tree goblin priests, the loot obtained, this kind of staff has a certain bonus to the casting speed, because when I hold it in my hand, it becomes an extension of my arm, and I use the ancient vine staff to draw magic in the air. The speed of the pattern array is one point faster than drawing by hand.

It's only when I hold the ancient vine staff in one hand and the Shura battle ax in the other that I look more like a magician.

The four series of stone drum totems on his body are floating around one by one, and the four colors of red, blue, green and white halos complement each other.

Sally, standing behind me, has been looking at me with a kind of incomprehensible eyes. When I look back suspiciously, she turns her face away and doesn't look at me. From her eyes, I know that she is Those who know me, at this moment, my memory seems to go back to that refreshing summer, by the lake outside the student dormitory of the Ivory Tower Magic Academy in Sloit, a voice said to me: Jijia, be nice to Yingli ...

The veil in my memory was suddenly lifted, and Sally followed closely beside Moraya, and would take care of the weak Sophie on Moraya's back from time to time. A noble princess.

At this time, her face became extremely ugly, probably because she had never seen such a bloody scene before.

I can feel that Sally has been restraining the fear and discomfort in her heart, but...

"Wow...wow!" Facing the bloody scene, Princess Sha couldn't hold back in the end. She squatted halfway by the wall to help her body down, her long hair covered her pale face, and kept retching.

"This won't work, both Sophie and Sha need to take a break!" Moraya's voice came from behind me.

"Uh, got it!" I replied helplessly, but what can I do, these two girls have not been baptized in battle, naturally under such a bloody scene, there are already signs of collapse in their hearts. Such stimulation will inevitably create some shadows in the bottom of my heart.

It is necessary to find a place for them to rest and calm down their chaotic mood.

I suddenly regretted it a little. It might be the best choice to rush to the deck of the airship. I didn’t expect that these rebel crew members would tear their faces apart and raise their butcher knives at all the passengers in the airship. To catch Princess Sally.

Of course, although our tauren warriors are a little nervous, they still have the most basic knowledge.

The enemy of the enemy will become a friend, this is a deep-rooted thought in Luka's heart, so when he saw the last few remaining passengers took out their weapons and resisted the scimitars of the rebel crew, he did not hesitate. , roaring with a huge ax in both hands, rushed towards the opposite side of the corridor, and the rebels rushed over in great strides.

The three ice shields on his body are constantly revolving around him. Wearing a set of light armor, his skin reveals the grizzled texture of rocks. There is a vague wind ring rippling under his feet. A few messy arrows were wiped by him afterward, and they were all knocked off by him one after another.

Of course, those rebels would not be afraid of such a reckless tauren. They were afraid of Luka because of the magic skills on Luka.

In my opinion, when the tauren warrior does not need to defend against any attack methods of the opponent, his brute force will exert its greatest power, and any moves will become extremely pale under the absolute power.

Among the boat passengers standing in the pool of blood, there were only seven people left after being hunted down by the rebel crew, and they all suffered injuries to varying degrees.

Among them was a tanner with a skinning knife. His face was cut with a long cut by the machete, and blood had covered one of his eyes, but even so, the skinning knife in his hand was still firmly held. , just from the way he holds the knife, I can easily tell that he must be a leather craftsman. Looking at the valuable leather armor on his body, it seems that he must have a small family property, and the leather craftsman who lives such a wealthy life, At least it should be an intermediate leather craftsman!
There are two aristocratic young knights in formal dress, back to back, holding Roman swords in their hands, covering each other and retreating.

There is also an assassin, holding a short dagger in both hands, shuttles through the crowd nimbly, and can always use his body flexibility to avoid the attacks of the rebels at the most critical time, but unfortunately he is in the narrow corridor space. Here, it is somewhat difficult to use it.

The remaining three passengers, two women and one man formed a small group. The middle-aged man held a temporarily removed door panel as a shield to cover the two young women behind him. The door panel was already covered with knives and axes. However, he must thank the previous owner of the airship that each hatch was made of indigo wood, which was very strong, and the two women hiding behind the middle-aged man were not idle. There was actually a small hand crossbow in his hand, and he kept shooting at the rebels who rushed over.

An iron fist full of sharp barbs slammed on the door panel, and the young rebel captain's entourage had already arrived. He hardly made any fancy movements, and his heavy footsteps were accompanied by a heavy punch, directly hitting the door. The middle-aged man who was carrying the door panel took a few steps back.

The middle-aged man hit the back of the woman behind him, and the two women fell back and sat down, and all the crossbow arrows on their arms were shot empty at this moment.

Judging from his breathing, pace, and fist strength, this rebel should have the strength of a third- or fourth-level fighter.

The rebel soldier took another step forward without stopping, and another iron fist hit the door panel again. With a huge force, the door panel directly hit the middle-aged man's chest. The middle-aged man's face turned pale, A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the door panel red.

The rebel fighter's third punch arrived as scheduled, and the punch directly shattered the door panel that was about to fall apart.

At the moment when the rebel soldier wanted to smash the middle-aged man's head, a thick and big hand stretched out from behind the middle-aged man like lightning, firmly holding the rebel soldier's iron fist.

The tauren Luka appeared in time and rescued the middle-aged man at the most critical moment. Luka grabbed the rebel soldier's hand without stopping, and pulled him into his arms, followed by a blow The heavy knee bump hit the rebel soldier's chest fiercely, and the other iron fist of that rebel soldier also hammered Luka's chest unreservedly.

The tauren Luka flipped the wrist of the rebel soldier, throwing him on the wall of the corridor like throwing a sack, and finally said: "Good fight!"

It was indeed a very good punch. It was able to break an ice shield on Luka's body, and in the state of petrified skin, beat Luka's chest to a bloody mess. This punch can be considered very overbearing.

However, the rebel soldier was not as lucky as Luka, because he was grabbed by Luka's wrist at the first time, restrained by Luka, and finally thrown on the wall by Luka, and when he fell on the floor, his neck was injured. Already twisted off.

But the tauren Luka standing in front of the middle-aged man, at this time, a series of light blue water elemental aura emerged from his body. With the crisp and sweet sound of "rustling", the light of the "hydrotherapy technique" spread over Luka's body. Emerge from...

At the same time, despair appeared on the faces of other rebel fighters.

"Spa!"

(End of this chapter)