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Chapter 490 How to add points to the wizard? Waiting online, urgent

On the wilderness.

The sharp sound of wings cutting through the air and the brutal roars of beasts echoed together, and dozens of hideous shadows, wrapped in a fierce ether storm, swooped down towards a human convoy.

"Boom boom boom!"

One after another, cursed bombs, big and small, fell like a meteor shower, like a roaring artillery group violently plowing across the land, and the convoy was thrown to the ground.

"Defense! Set up defense quickly!" The old man in charge of escorting the goods shouted loudly to stabilize the morale of the troops.

The resonant voice seemed to have some kind of magical power to soothe people's hearts, dispersing the dragon power brought by the dragon species and causing everyone in the convoy to respond quickly.

The warriors held up large shields, the archers drew their longbows, and the wizards chanted protective spells, and together they surrounded the convoy into a barbed iron barrel.

However, as fantasy species, dragon creatures are naturally endowed with extremely powerful magical and physical resistance.

Even a degraded wyvern can be completely immune to damage from ordinary arrows and low-level magic.

Accompanied by a series of clanging metal collision sounds, dozens of two-legged flying dragons easily broke through the rain of arrows and curse bullets and crashed into the convoy.

Claws harder than steel swept across the ground, and warriors wearing armor and holding large shields were sent flying backwards as if they were run over by a high-speed car crash.

What's more, several wyverns pulled the archers and magicians behind the front line high into the air, and then cruelly dropped them, watching these humans smashed into meat paste on the ground.

After just one short round of fighting, the team's hastily built defense line collapsed.

Seeing that the wyvern was about to rush in, the old leader immediately raised the magic wand in his hand and smashed it hard to the ground.

Along with a dull thud, the etheric factors gathered at the tip of the wand formed a dazzling light.

Because they like to live in dark and damp environments such as caves and swamps, wyverns rarely see sunlight.

They never expected that a dignified human wizard would start with a flash bomb, so they were hit one after another by this sudden interference, screaming in pain, closing their eyes, and plunged into the human team.

Seeing a wyvern crashing, the old man took a step forward, and with his other hand he skillfully drew a silver sword from the magic circle and stabbed it into the scales under the wyvern's neck.

In an instant, blood splattered and the flying dragon wailed.

A powerful dragon died miserably at the sword of a human wizard.

After successfully taking the first blood, the old wizard fought more and more courageously. He raised his magic wand in one hand to release a blinding flash of light, and wielded his sword in the other hand to strike the enemy's vital points. Soon he killed the two crashed wyverns.

The escort team was stunned when they saw this:

"Isn't he a wizard?"

"Maybe……"

Several of the young wizards accompanying them murmured their responses, sounding somewhat uncertain.

"What are you standing there for? Kill the ones that fell on the ground first!"

Hearing the old and anxious voice ringing in their ears, the members of the escort team woke up as if from a dream. They picked up their battle axes, swords, spears, staffs and other weapons and greeted the several wyverns that had crashed on the ground.

But unfortunately, the opportunity was fleeting.

The wyverns also reacted during this time. They gathered spell bullets in front of them, spewed flames from their mouths, and floated towards the ground, bombarding the human team that rushed up to try to finish them off.

Faced with this group of highly maneuverable biological bombers, the human side was blown to pieces.

Moreover, even after rushing to the vicinity of several crashed wyverns, the humans soon discovered a problem:
The wyverns will resist.

They shake their heads and tails, wave their claws and spray poison. Although they are blinded, they can still madly attack any outsiders who approach.

In addition to the reverse scales, there are also dragon scales with high magic resistance and high physical resistance. It is difficult for well-trained warriors to get close to it, not to mention the weaker magicians.

As a result, the humans who wanted to pick up the dragon's head were blown away by the force and returned empty-handed.

It was not until this moment that everyone realized how much rich combat experience was contained in the old wizard's seemingly simple movements.

But he is old after all, and after the old wizard dealt with several crashed wyverns, his breathing became noticeably faster.

The tactic of combining the flash technique with sword swinging also loses the effect of surprise attack.

The prepared wyverns always kept a safe distance from the old wizard. Relying on their high mobility and firepower output, they killed the escorts one by one and overturned the carts one by one.

These damn beasts are really smart!
Seeing this scene, the old wizard cursed inwardly.

Seeing the panic in the team and the defense about to collapse, the old wizard retreated to one of the carriages with a sword in one hand and a cane in the other:

"Ms. Belle, it looks like we can't hold on any longer. I'll find a way to tear open a hole, you better run away as soon as possible!"

"Wait first!"

A pleasant voice came from the open space behind the carriage. A beautiful girl with long light golden hair and wearing a blue and white dress was bending down to treat a wounded person.

A light green halo emanated from her white hands and fell on the wounded man's abdomen that was torn open by the dragon's claws.

The hideous wound gradually healed under the nourishment of the green light, and the dying soldier's face gradually regained some color.

After a while, the wounded man's breathing stabilized, and he opened his eyes with difficulty. He couldn't help but thank the girl repeatedly:

"Thank you... Miss Belle..."

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, try to talk less and don't move around."

The girl held down the wounded man who wanted to get up, and repeated the doctor's instructions in a gentle voice, which she had said countless times.

On the battlefield filled with smoke, her hands were stained with blood, her face was splashed with mud, and her originally clean skirt was stained red.
But at this moment, in front of all the wounded who survived the crisis, she is the most beautiful goddess.

"Also, don't let the wound get wet, and remember to drink the medicine..."

The girl wanted to give a few more instructions, but the old wizard, who had already been unable to bear it any longer, dragged her to the front of the carriage and reminded her again:

"Stop talking so much, it's time for you to go!"

In addition to some goods that the dwarves urgently need, this escort also includes a heavyweight figure from the [Chamber of Commerce].

This is Miss Belle.

She is responsible for a lot of the Chamber of Commerce's front desk information work, and is said to be familiar with the Chamber of Commerce's founder, Holo.

Therefore, according to the importance, the priority should be to ensure that Miss Belle escapes.

At that time, even if all the goods were burned, as long as Miss Belle was still alive, there would be room for maneuver.

If she was willing to plead with Lord Wise Wolf, perhaps they wouldn't even have to pay for their losses.

But unfortunately, the girl doesn't seem to agree with this strategy of sacrificing the car to save the king:

"There are still so many wounded waiting for me..."

"What time is it? Take care of yourself first!"

The old wizard retorted with a stronger tone, then pointed at himself and the escorts around him and said,
"We are different from you. We took the money and have to take the risk. Life or death is all our fault. You are just a little girl who was dragged into this by accident. There is no need to risk your life for such a small thing!"

The reason for saying this is that with Belle's identity, there is no need for her to escort the goods personally.

However, due to the sudden dragon disaster, a large number of adventurers formed teams to go to the Dwarf Kingdom to slay the dragon.

The priest who had agreed to join the team to deliver the goods was accidentally poached by a team of adventurers. The escort team realized they were missing a healer when they were about to set off.

Seeing that there was no replacement and the team was about to set off, Belle volunteered to accompany the team as a cargo supervisor. Not only was she a teller, she also knew about herbs and had learned some Said witchcraft to heal people, making her the perfect choice for the treatment position.

Everyone naturally wanted to save some money and get in touch with the top executives of the Chamber of Commerce.

So the team set off.

But unexpectedly, when they were about to reach the Dwarf Capital, they unfortunately ran into a large group of wyverns.

Since there is no way to save all the people and goods, it is reasonable for him, as the team leader, to ensure Belle's safety first.

Having made up his mind, the old wizard gave orders to several agile guards:
"You guys, when you see me leading these beasts away, take Miss Belle away immediately!"

"Don't worry, old man! Even if we die, we will get Miss Belle out safely!"

The people who were named straightened their chests, made solemn promises, and even had a hint of pride in their sense of mission on their faces.

The guards around seemed not to hear this loud conspiracy.

Because along the way, many of them saved their lives thanks to Belle's treatment, and they had already respected this gentle and kind girl as a goddess in their hearts.

Seeing that everyone was ready to carry her away, Belle, or Belldandy, was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

In order to catch up with the person who made a bet with her elder sister, she slightly turned the wheel of fate, replaced the original therapist's position, and joined the escort team.

According to the [Revelation] of fate, she should run into that person.

However, she did not expect that she, as a therapist, was too perfect, causing those who had benefited from her to prioritize her safety.

In fact, if she wanted to, she could kill these wyverns with just a wave of her hand.

That way, no one will be sacrificed.

However, her identity would be exposed and she would lose the chance to meet that person.

how should I do it?

Belldandi looked at the human guards around her who were vying to escort her away, bit her lip, and finally made up her mind.

The white palm was pulsating with light, and runes gathered in the hands of the goddess of fate.

But suddenly, Belldandi tightened his right hand, extinguished the light pattern in it, and turned to look towards the eastern sky.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

At the same time, thousands of emerald green light arrows came whistling like a meteor rain.

The clouds along the way were like cold water poured on a red-hot iron sheet, steaming with a hissing sound, and all turned into green smoke and dissipated, forming a huge light-shaped hole in the sky.

As the starlight arrow rain fell, more than a dozen two-legged flying dragons shrouded in the light-like hole were suddenly hit hard. Their scales were shattered, their wing membranes were torn, their limbs and skulls exploded, and they fell to the ground wailing one after another.

Looking at the four figures galloping across the wilderness, Belldandy breathed a sigh of relief, immediately broke free from the arms of several guards, and warned:
"Someone is here to help us, cheer up everyone!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately gave up their mentality of sacrificing the pawn to save the king, re-stabilized their defense line, and worked hard to hold on and wait for help.

At this time, Rose, who arrived at the battlefield second, also launched an attack.

As she danced gracefully, the crescent-shaped scimitar in her hand either chopped, split, or picked or wiped, and the light like mercury leaking on the ground swept across the sky.

In an instant, the circling wyverns were cut into thin pieces before they could react, and large and small pieces of their bodies fell from the sky along with a rain of scarlet blood.

The dark elf strolled forward in the scenery composed of blood rain, corpses and silver light, showing a unique and charming killing aesthetic.

"Look at me!"

Ciri was not to be outdone, and immediately drank the potion that activated her abilities, drew the elven silver sword in her hand, and, in conjunction with the witchcraft taught by her teacher Yennefer, shot out fierce sword lights.

"Puff puff!"

The few wyverns in the sky were completely wiped out, falling from mid-air and crashing to the ground.

At the moment the wyvern fell to the ground, Lorne, who was the last to arrive, rushed forward, passed Ciri, reached out and pulled out the steel sword on her back, and dragged it forward.

The sword blade plowed the soil, evaporated the moisture, carved deep grooves into the ground, and formed several large overlapping runes.

hum!
As the last stroke was completed, the sword light became as aggressive as fire, and pillars of fire rose from the ground.

Several wyverns with tenacious vitality that tried to struggle after being shot down were instantly reduced to charcoal, and their black bodies emitted a strong smell of burning after being roasted by flames.

This last hit is highly praised!
The old wizard in the team looked at the wyverns on the ground that were dead beyond death, nodded secretly, and praised the young wizard who was walking towards him:
"Young man, your technique is very professional, a bit like that of a military wizard. Have you ever been in the army?"

"That's it."

Lorne gave an ambiguous answer, then threw the slightly hot steel sword to Ciri behind him and smiled at the old wizard.
"Your name?"

"Gandalf!"

The old wizard laughed and stretched out his calloused hand.

"Gandalf?" Lorne repeated.

The old wizard heard something strange and was a little surprised: "Why? Do you know me?"

"It sounds familiar. The name is very similar to that of a friend of mine." Lorne answered half-truthfully.

"Could he be Norwegian too?" the old wizard asked curiously.

Hearing this, Luo En suddenly came to his senses and understood the identity of the person in front of him.

The name Gandalf originated from the character of the same name "Gandálfr" in Norse mythology. Gandalf has two sources in Norse mythology.

One identity is that of a dwarf, appearing in the so-called "List of Dwarves" in the Poetic Edda.

Another identity is an ancient Norwegian king, recorded in the Nordic saga "The Biographies of the Kings of Norway".

There is no doubt that the person in front of him is the latter.

So, the wizard Gandalf is not just a character in "The Lord of the Rings", but he actually lives in the Age of the Norse Gods?

And because his memory merged with the great music of the Nordic world, the original Gandalf of the Nordic world also embarked on the path of a fighting wizard?

Lorne was a little amused and explained sincerely: "He is a dwarf, but I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Oh, I'm sorry." The old wizard looked embarrassed. He thought that the dwarf Gandalf of the same name died in the dragon disaster.

Just when the atmosphere was a little dull, a pleasant voice came from the convoy:

"My name is Belle, and I'm the leader of this group. Thank you for your help."

Belldandy stepped out of the team to express his gratitude and sincerely requested,

"However, we are still some distance from the capital, and many of us were injured in the dragon disaster just now. If possible, I would like to invite you to come with us. When we arrive at the Dwarf Capital, I will report your heroic deeds to Lord Holo and apply for the rewards you deserve."

Loen thought carefully for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Anyway, he also needs to go to the Dwarf King's Capital to visit his adopted daughter Holo and the dwarf Iden's family. Since it's on the way, it might as well be a companion.

Seeing that the four people agreed to join the team, Belldandi showed a happy smile on his face.

Finally, finally caught this guy!
(End of this chapter)