Eastern mythology system

Chapter 43 First Battle
Towering mountains and huge rocks of various shapes form a mountain terrain with a radius of nearly [-] kilometers.

A potholed path that can only be passed by an ordinary carriage winds through the mountains and hills, paved into the distance.

At this moment, on a hillside more than 50 meters high next to the path, dozens of gangster-like men are wearing shirtless, or simply naked upper body, and are laboriously transporting large stones here.

On another hillside 200 meters away from here, there is also a group of men sweating under the sun.Take advantage of the favorable location here to build a natural sniper line.

Down the path, there was a third group of people.Their task is to dig pits one by one on the hard mountain road.The roads here are basically made of rocks, and it is impossible to dig a big pit that can trap people or carriages.But if it's just digging the uneven road into pockmarked faces and breaking the legs of fast-running horses, it can still be done.

Three "construction sites" not far from each other started construction at the same time, and there were lively civil engineering development scenes everywhere.However, the quality of the workers does not seem to be very good.Soon, people who were passive, sabotage and desertion appeared.

"Oh, I'm exhausted. I need to take a rest first!" A rough, thick-faced man threw down his hand tools and sat down on the grass by the roadside, panting heavily.

With a leader, other people who had already had this idea followed suit. They all stopped their work and found a cool place nearby to sit or lie down.For a while, the originally lively construction site was full of people.

A big man who seemed to be the leader quickly shouted: "Hey! What are you doing! Those city people are about to attack, if you don't quickly build up the fortifications, you cannon fodder will die by then."

The burly man said in a rough voice: "I said Captain, isn't the news from the city very clear that they won't arrive until noon tomorrow at the earliest. Let's take a breath and even lie down and take a nap." There is still time to get up and work again. You see, everyone is as tired as a dog, so let us rest for a while."

The captain saw that everyone was really tired, and then looked at the progress of the project, he should be able to make it in time and not delay the things ordered by the village master.It's not easy to go against everyone's wishes at the moment, so he agreed to the strong man's suggestion smoothly.

Cheers erupted from the crowd, and many lay down on their backs.Not long after, there were bursts of snoring sounds.

On the mountains, there are big rocks with strange shapes everywhere, and it is difficult to see a slightly larger flat land on the ground.The path is winding, and every one hundred meters away, you can't see where you came from.

Behind a rocky forest, in a shaded place where the sun can't shine, 10 carriages are parked.In front of the convoy, there were two people standing, namely Irving and Anthony.Not far from their feet, lay three men whose lives and deaths were unknown. They were sentries arranged by the bandits ahead.

At this moment, the two were pointing at the scenes in the three magic-condensed mirrors in front of them.And what is shown in the mirror is the scene of the three construction sites ahead.

"It seems that our arrival ahead of time has indeed disrupted their arrangement. If these fortifications are really done according to plan, no matter whether we can pass or not, there will definitely be casualties." Owen looked at the mirror and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Anthony waved his hand, and the three mirrors disappeared in an instant: "Those bandits are completely unsuspecting, and they are tired and sleepy. It is a good time for a sneak attack. You can repair here, and I will go and take care of them first."

Owen grabbed him with one hand, and asked anxiously: "Although there is no strong person on the opposite side, there is no reason for you, the coach, to go alone. Besides, you are just a high-level magician. You just cast three Eagle Eye spells at the same time. , and it has lasted for such a long time, is there not much magic power left?"

Anthony pulled his hand away lightly, turned his head and gave him a blank look, and a little under his feet, the figure silently flashed more than ten meters away.And in Owen's ear, his words still linger.

"When did I say that I am a high-level magician?"

Owen was stunned for a while, and muttered to himself: "I asked you about your magic realm yesterday. Didn't you raise three fingers? Doesn't that mean the third level of a magician? Magic apprentices don't have elementary, middle, or advanced levels." What other explanations can there be besides this?"

He scratched his head, puzzled.

A warrior next to him came over and tentatively asked, "Mr. Anthony, does it mean the third realm?"

Owen glared at him and said, "What do you know! Brother Anthony had no foundation in magic before, and he has only practiced magic in retreat for about ten days, so he has cultivated to the level of a magister in the third realm? Tell me, is it possible... "

As he spoke, his voice slowly sank.The expression on his face gradually showed a hint of surprise and surprise.Reminiscent of the confidence that his father and Elder Andres had in Anthony when he led the team, and then think about the ease with which he maintained three Hawkeye spells for a long time at the same time.It's really hard to say.

Anyway, he was originally a monster.It is wrong for us ordinary people to judge and speculate on his behavior with common sense.

"Master Owen, you, look..." The warrior's voice trembled, and he pointed his finger forward.

Owen looked up and saw Anthony's solid figure.When he looked again, he finally understood the surprise of his subordinates.

Anthony's flying speed was extremely fast, but also very stable.It's not the general warrior's forward mode of stepping a little bit, and the figure flies;Take a closer look at his feet, and you can immediately find the clue: his feet have always been suspended at a height of one foot above the ground.

In other words, Anthony has been performing the flying technique!
Level 5 wind magic, flying!A magic skill that can only be mastered by wind magisters at the elementary level or above!
Owen looked back at the warrior. He was staring blankly at the direction Anthony was going away, and he hadn't recovered for a while.

This idiot who didn't know anything, was a prophecy and directly told the truth of the matter.It's just that, looking at him like that, after knowing Anthony's abnormal cultivation speed, he was also shocked by the facts he revealed.

After recovering, Owen also became excited.With such a trump card combat power, this pioneering journey will be very exciting regardless of success or failure.

Anthony ignored the thoughts of the two people behind him. He activated the flying technique, and quickly but quietly approached the group of unsuspecting thieves who were relaxing and resting.

Those who can be sent here to do hard work must be strong and strong.But on the other hand, their strength must be extremely limited.

If the first large gang of thieves you encounter when you first enter the mountain is so extravagant that you can use dozens of professionals to move rocks and dig holes, then this ice-breaking operation may fail in the first time.Everyone hastened to sneak home, what to do, this is not where our little arms and legs should come.

Therefore, although the opponent has a large number of people, but if he dies, he is at best a trainee fighter.Maybe the little leader who is the overseer will be a black iron fighter, and the others are just stronger ordinary people.

To deal with ordinary people, among the seven systems, dark magic, which is suitable for the least number of practitioners, is the best choice.

A level 2 "Psychedelic Art", plus a level 3 "Poisonous Gas Diffuse", pushed by the slight breeze driven by the wind element, confused their minds and invaded their minds without the other side noticing. nose and mouth.Half a minute later, all the "workers" lay down, completely unconscious.

The little leader's strength was indeed a level higher. Although he was staggering and was about to fall, he still struggled to take out a signal flare from his arms, and ignited the fire with difficulty.

The little boss finally fell down. Looking at the soaring signal flare, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, a slender white hand stretched out out of thin air, holding the signal flare tightly.That hand then squeezed hard, and the jumping flame was quickly extinguished.

What was snuffed out at the same time was the relieved smile on the little leader's face.

(End of this chapter)