Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 103 Unexpected Assistance (45)

"I'm sorry to see you on this occasion."

Figgin shouted.

"Maybe it would be better for everyone if you didn't dodge that bullet." The gunman's voice was like a machine, with no emotional fluctuations.

"Never give up hope of survival. You taught me that. Have you forgotten?"

Figsin glanced to both sides and saw Gerda and Master Zet already in place.

We have to attract the enemy's attention and create a window for the two mages to cast spells.

The spells that a mage can cast instantly have very limited effects.

Most powerful spells require chanting of incantations, specific actions, and casting materials, one or more of which as prerequisites.

Sometimes it takes a long time to prepare.

This is normal. After all, the upper limit of the spell effect is too high. If spell preparation is easy, then only magic professions can be called professionals.

"I haven't seen you for so many years. How come you are hanging out with those rubbish?"

Figxin sneered, and she was really wondering why the former instructor of the Royal Guard would have two bone demons with him.

The gunman remained unmoved and calmly raised his gun.

Figosin took the lead and burst out like a cannonball, rushing towards the enemy at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

The state of rage and selflessness was activated at the same time, and endless violent rage filled her brain.

The thirst for blood and the excitement of fighting made her enter a state of risking her life.

"boom!"

A gunshot was heard and the bullet deflected slightly. The gunman frowned. This was not what he expected.

But the muscle memory developed from years of fighting allowed him to aim again instinctively, as there was a second round of bullet in the double-barreled gun.

When he pulled the trigger, the gun barrel was knocked to another direction by the axe blade.

Deadly blank shot.

"Now!" Figxin shouted.

A wall of ice suddenly formed, freezing the bodies of the man and two demons.

"The law of intimidation!" The majestic voice of Master Zet sounded.

The brief shock effect gave Figosin enough time to attack.

A brutal and heavy attack is launched.

A sharp axe went straight for the carotid artery.

Life and death depend on this one move.

The resistance of metal cutting into flesh was transmitted to the hands.

It's done! Figxin was excited.

If it was a fair duel, she would not be a match for the instructor, so she could only take a chance by gambling like this.

Looks like it worked...

wrong!

Figesin discovered something unusual.

It doesn't feel right.

Logically speaking, when the axe blade penetrated to this depth, it should have hit the bone. However, there was no resistance from chopping hard objects. Instead, the axe seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to chop or be pulled out.

What's even weirder is that no blood flowed out.

Before Figsin had time to react, the gunman, with the axe still stuck in his neck, broke through the ice wall, grabbed her neck with one hand, and lifted her up.

The neck armor was directly pinched to the point of deformation, making it difficult for Figosin to breathe.

"Why?" She didn't understand. This had nothing to do with professional level and was completely beyond the scope of the human species.

Through the collar, one could see twisted runes carved on the gunman's chest.

Gerda and Wizard Zet rushed out but were restrained by two bone demons.

has it ended?

Figsin closed her eyes in despair. The gap was so big that she didn't want to make a final resistance.

I can no longer feel the warmth of the snowflakes falling on my face.

I heard the sound of bullets being loaded.

"Don't hurt Sister Figgin!"

Figgin opened his eyes suddenly. What's that sound? It's Benny!
The gunman pinched her and turned her so that she could see the trembling child.

It's Benny. Didn't he go to the kitchen a long time ago? Why is he here?

Little Benny was wearing his favorite Snow Mastiff armor helmet and holding the Thunder Axe in his trembling hands.

It was not an authentic peripheral produced by Drogo's Toy Shop, but one carved out of wood for him by the castle's groom.

The gunman pointed the gun at Benny.

Figxin was shocked. Whatever she was dealing with, it was definitely not the instructor she knew.

He must be stopped from shooting.

The last bit of her tenacity was unleashed, and the crazy secretion of hormones made her temporarily forget the pain of lack of oxygen. She used up her last bit of strength to try to pry open the hand that was strangling her neck.

But in vain.

I tried kicking the enemy's vital points with my legs, but that also didn't make the enemy waver in the slightest.

What on earth is this?
How much has the royal city changed in the past few years that I have been away from it? Have all the people there been replaced by demons?
Even a devil wouldn't remain unresponsive after having half of his neck chopped off.

She could only watch helplessly as his finger rested on the trigger.

"boom!"

The muzzle spits flames.

She couldn't bear to see little Benny's miserable condition.

An enchanted bullet will not simply make a bullet hole.

It creates a huge cavity, causing the target to explode from the inside out.

She couldn't bear to watch the child she knew break into pieces.

"Stop scaring people!"

Benny's voice didn't fade away.

what's the situation?
Figosin was completely confused. Could it be that little Benny was also an immortal magical creature?

Or maybe humans have actually evolved secretly and no one informed her.

She suddenly felt dizzy and then fell to the ground. The pressure in her throat disappeared, allowing her to breathe air again.

Someone teleported her away from the enemy.

She looked up quickly and saw a strange wizard in a wizard robe standing between her and the gunman.

Who saved us?
Figxin looked at the delicate embroidery of the owlbear emblem on the wizard's robe and thought about the sudden teleportation.

Is it Master Owlbear of the Mages Guild?

Why did he come here?

Master Owlbear just stood there without any follow-up action.

The gunman and the bone demon did not dare to act rashly at this time.

Each of the Round Table elders of the Mages Guild is very famous, and no one knows how many tricks they have.

After nearly two minutes of confrontation, the gunman tentatively asked, "Did you deflect the previous two shots?"

Master Owlbear still did not answer.

Figxin now has some suspicion that the person in front of him is actually a fake, pretending to be a master by keeping silent, trying to scare away the enemy.

"What happened here has nothing to do with the Mage Guild. Master, you don't want to conflict with the royal family, do you?"

The gunman still showed sufficient respect to the unknown owlbear master, but at the same time there was a hint of threat in his words.

If Master Owlbear only came as an individual and the decision was not made by the entire guild, then even if it is true, it does not mean that he cannot be provoked at all.

But try not to take action if possible.

"call--"

Master Owlbear took a deep breath.

"It's been a while since I chanted such a long spell. Sorry it's a bit long."

Chanting a spell?

What spell is he chanting? He has been silent just now. Is he preparing a spell?

Figesin sees hope.

However, the master's next words made her feel depressed.

“I don’t intend to clash with the royal family.

"But," Master Owlbear turned to smile at Figosin, breathing heavily as he spoke, "Your platinum trophy is complete."

Platinum trophy?

Figxin knew that was the reward for completing all the achievements of the game console, but the last achievement, the legion-level teleportation array, had not yet started.

and many more!

Master Owlbear pulled out a small piece of paper from his sleeve, "This is a message from him to you."

Then he unfolded the note and read it aloud.

"I'm waiting for the teleportation array to start. What are you waiting for?"

Upon hearing this, the gunman quickly raised his gun and fired two shots at the same time.

However, it was too late, Master Owlbear disappeared in an instant.

The bullet passed through the afterimage and hit the stone wall of the castle.

As the gunshots rang out, a huge teleportation array lit up on the ground, covering an area even larger than the entire hall.

A powerful pressure emanated from the formation, along with a teasing voice.

"I'm going to hit you along the internet cable."

(End of this chapter)