Eastern mythology system

Chapter 71 Frustration
Although Lothar rushed from the bottom up, he lost his geographical advantage.But in the face of the super strength of the silver middle class, a little bit of geographical advantage is nothing.

It's a pity that there is also a big man with a bad temper on the opposite side.Coincidentally, both of them are silver mid-level.

"Good job!" Violent Bear yelled, picked up the huge saber, jumped down in the air, and slashed with the knife.

The loud bang of "Keng" made everyone's eardrums ache.

In this competition of pure strength, the violent bear who has the advantage of the location unexpectedly fell to the disadvantage, and was smashed by Lothar's ax and flew back to the boulder.After landing, it was Deng Deng Deng who retreated seven or eight steps in a row before finally stabilizing his figure.

There is a clear gap between the Violent Bear, who is also a middle-level silver player, and the Lothar who has stabilized his realm.

After repelling the violent bear, Lothar's stature was still rising.It's just that the upward momentum has inevitably slowed down greatly, and it is no longer the brave and incomparable posture before.

Just as the Fang Dan fighters below were about to clap their hands and cheer, some figures suddenly appeared on the rock wall next to the three bandit chiefs.

Those people were holding a rather huge and heavy metal cylinder, and from the cylinder, extremely hot flames suddenly shot out.

"Flame jet!?"

The underground Just and a group of family warriors all exclaimed.

Lothar, who was in the air, opened his eyes even more angrily, with an inexplicably horrified expression on his face.

The cost of the flame blower is extremely expensive, even for some wealthy noble families, it is very painful to purchase.These bandits are used to fighting guerrilla warfare, when will they be equipped with such luxurious heavy weapons?

But Lothar had no time to think about it.

At this time, he was in the air and had nowhere to focus.Just now he fought recklessly with a violent bear who is not inferior to him in strength, it is the time when the old power is gone and the new power is not yet born.

Besides, he is tall and strong, and he is a fighter with strength in hand-to-hand combat. Speed ​​and agility are not his strong points in the first place, and they cannot be avoided at this moment.

All the factors summed up, so, unfortunately, he was set on fire.

"Ah oh!"

Lothar only had time to quickly circulate the battle energy in his body and defend with all his strength.And turned the wide ax horizontally, blocking it in front of him.Then, ten scorching flames, whose temperature was extremely high and whose color changed from red to white, bombarded him quickly and accurately.

With a loud "boom", all the flames hit the hill-like body at the same time.The huge explosion and impact blasted Lothar more than ten meters horizontally in the air, and was thrown far away, knocking over a carriage of the Fontaine family with a bang.

The tumbling dust had not completely dissipated, Lothar's burly body slowly stood up.Trembling, dripping blood.

After seeing clearly the tragic situation of the strongest in their own formation, everyone gasped.

More than half of the neat and bright bust was blown away, and the rest was also pitted and dangling on his chest.The clothes were torn into tattered strips, revealing a body that was either charred inside, or turned out with flesh and blood.

The most serious is his left arm.Twisting backwards unnaturally, hanging powerlessly by his side.

I have long heard that this expensive heavy weapon is amazingly powerful, and its lethality is comparable to a full blow of a silver junior fighter.But when they saw it today, everyone had a more intuitive impression.

With a "whoosh", it was the middle-aged magician under Lothar who sent a magic missile towards the stone wall.Presumably he had been reciting spells, intending to assist Lothar with magic.Unexpectedly, the situation took a turn for the worse, and Lothar was defeated and seriously injured within a few breaths. This magic missile just flew towards the enemy alone, which felt a bit tragic.

Just glanced at his seriously injured brother, clenched his teeth, and waved his hand suddenly: "Go up!"

This action, on the surface, seems to be a matter of the Fontaine family.But in fact, many families of the noble alliance were also involved.It's just that they each have their own calculations now, and they don't want to fight against the Hilton family under the banner of righteousness, and they don't dare to refute the face of the Fontaine family.Therefore, they just secretly dispatched the masters of the family to follow Fontaine's convoy.

Therefore, in the caravan of the Fontaine family at this moment, there are as many as seven or eight silver-level warriors.It is not much inferior to the strength of many nobles in the past when they jointly opened up business roads.

"Wait!" The one who stopped him was Lothar, who described the misery. "It's useless. Many narrow tunnels have been dug on the mountain wall above. Even if they stormed up regardless of the casualties, as soon as they retreated into the tunnel, There is nothing we can do."

Looking up from the bottom, only a steep stone wall can be seen.But just now when Lothar ascended to the sky, he found that the stone wall had been hollowed out.Those thieves holding flame sprayers came out of the tunnel.

The thieves occupy a favorable location, and they are aided by sharp weapons such as flame jets. Not only will the storm not please them, but it will increase their own casualties in vain.

Sure enough, before the magic missile arrived, all the thieves on the mountain wall suddenly disappeared.The magic missile failed to hit any target, and collided with the stone wall, blowing away a few pieces of stone.

"Hahaha!" A middle-aged man dressed as a scribe appeared on the boulder again, waving a folding fan, "Second Master Fontaine, we meet again."

"Cunning fox!"

Seeing the cunning fox known for his wit among the four bandit chiefs, Just gave up the last trace of luck, and with a livid face, he ordered bitterly:
"retreat!"

Both of them are resourceful military geniuses, and they have fought many times in the past business development battles.It can be considered that when you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent, and the two sides will win or lose each other.

Regardless of their differences, the two admire each other's talents and abilities.

At this moment, the thieves and bandits have the upper hand, and there is a cunning fox planning to suppress the formation.With his head, Just thought it impossible to take advantage.

That being the case, there is no point in wasting time here.It's better to save your strength, retreat decisively, and find another way when you go back.

The thieves on the stone wall didn't chase after them, they just watched the Fontaine family's motorcade be alert and slowly exit the narrow path.

……

squeak~
The door was gently pushed open, and an old man with the appearance of a butler walked into the room gently, and handed a sealed letter to the owner on the long back chair.Then he bowed slightly to salute, walked out again in silence, and closed the door.

After the butler walked out, the master picked up the letter and carefully checked the ink pad pattern on the seal.After confirming that it was correct, he tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside.

Opening the letter, the owner watched silently.Then, put the letter on the table.

A cool breeze came, and the letter paper was blown up by a corner, making a slight sound.The words on it seem to be blowing away with the wind, and words such as "thief and bandit" and "spray canister" can be vaguely seen.

From the beginning to the end, the master didn't say a word, and there was no change in the expression on his face, as calm as ever.The astonishing news in that letter seemed to have been expected for him, and it was not surprising at all.

Suddenly, the old butler went back and forth, came to the master in a hurry, and whispered a few words in his ear.

After hearing this, the master still had a completely calm expression on his face.It's just that the sharp light radiating from his eyes showed that his heart was not as calm as his face.

Standing up slowly, he tidied up his clothes carefully before the master walked towards the door.

But soon he stopped again, thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to slightly wrinkle the clothes he had just tidied up.After looking down for a while, he took another step in satisfaction and stepped out of the door.

Before he reached the front hall, he saw the unexpected guest from a distance, and the host shouted in a voice that was not very enthusiastic: "I don't know if Count Silvio is here, so I'm welcome, I'm welcome. !"

(End of this chapter)