Ryan's Sword

Chapter 169 Chapter 160

As the youngest son of a virtuous king, a lover of space elements, and the light of hope for the future of the human race, Paris was destined to have an extraordinary life from the moment he was born.However, if the aura that is enough to attract the attention of the whole world is removed, this childish little prince is just a boy at this time.

Boys in their teenage years are both vigorous and rebellious, and Paris is no exception.Obedient, he has always followed the humility and courtesy taught by his father since he was a child, but since he stepped on the battlefield, it is difficult for him to even see his father's face easily, and he is not living like before. A constrained life.

Especially at the moment when he has repeatedly won military exploits, while the little prince has gained honor and popularity, his own mentality has also undergone considerable changes.Maybe this is just the painful period that adolescents must go through in the process of growing up, but Paris, as the person involved, is not conscious at all.

Obviously, before he truly becomes an epic hero, he still needs more tempering and precipitation.

At this moment, he was darting back and forth in the void of space, and soon found the target that Ian had described to him earlier.Under the guidance of the wolf, the orc pursuit team rushed towards the direction of the previous battle, so the two sides did not spend much time before they met in the forest.

Even if it is a face-to-face encounter, Paris in the space walking state should have a greater advantage, because logically speaking, it is quite difficult for an enemy whose strength is below the gold level to detect his existence. difficult things.

Countless moments of victory on the battlefield undoubtedly confirmed this point, so Paris chose to take the initiative without hesitation the moment he saw the enemy.At this time, he still remembered the commander of the wolf that Ian said in his heart, so his eyes immediately fixed on the existence of the one-eyed gray werewolf.

And in the combination of this orc team, this werewolf whose body was slightly rickety due to his old age was indeed the one who seemed to have the most useless combat effectiveness.Therefore, the figure of the little prince walking in the void did not pause too much, and directly pointed his sword at the one-eyed person behind the team.

The moment the shining long sword pierced the void, the figure of Paris appeared behind Cyclops.The murderous aura overflowing from the blade was like the icy wind blowing from the Aujin Mountains, as if freezing the surrounding air together with the one-eyed running figure.

"Roar--"

However, this inevitable sword froze completely when it pierced into the fur of the back of the one-eyed neck. A deafening beast roar erupted from the mouth of the lion in front of the werewolf, and when he turned around suddenly, he froze. The sonic roar completely poured on Paris.

"hiss……"

As if his head was suddenly hit head-on by a heavy hammer, he was instantly shaken until he was almost dizzy. When Paris regained his consciousness a little, he gave up the close kill and jumped away instantly with the help of the space element.

boom!boom!
Two huge bear claws and a simple battle ax landed behind Cyclops almost in no particular order.As Paris escaped in time, the bear man and the tauren's incomparably tacit attack knocked over a large piece of land on the spot. Together with the nearest gray-haired werewolf Cyclops, they were separated by the strange power of the two orc warriors amidst the earthquake-like continuous roar. Fly out far away.

If Paris's reaction speed was a little slower, this instant battle would have turned into a textbook case of anti-sneak attack, and the role played by His Royal Highness, who has always been invincible on the battlefield, is undoubtedly The role of negative teaching materials.

The time goes back to before the contact between the two sides.

Holding a primitive rock battle ax in hand, the tauren warrior walking on the right side of the team suddenly snorted heavily.As one of the few shamans among the orcs, he was burly enough to put most warriors to shame, but he also possessed the abilities of many spellcasters.

In particular, the simple battle ax in his hand, which reveals a boundless temperament at a glance, is a rare treasure among the entire tauren tribe-ancestor blessing is the unique ability of orc shaman, which can transfer the ancestor's The power is solidified on a certain object through witchcraft at the soul level. Corresponding to the item law of Weilang World, such a weapon must be at least above the legendary level.

With the blessing of this battle axe, the tauren warrior, who has always practiced "Silence is golden" along the way, sensed Paris's hostility the moment he approached, so he snorted without hesitation and drew the attention of his companions .

The other two strong orcs in the team were also not weak. Although they couldn't detect the enemy's approach immediately like the tauren warriors, after receiving the reminder, they didn't even show the slightest change in their speed. , and all attention has been gathered, always on guard against enemies that may appear at any time.

Because of this, Paris suffered a fatal thunderclap the first time he appeared, and for this reason even caught up with the gray-haired werewolf who had entered the old age, the most proud of the orc clan. It was their fierce fighting style. If Paris insisted on killing One-Eyed just now, the combined attack of the other orc fighters would only be more violent. Even if they tried to accidentally injure them, they would have to kill this sneak attacker who could approach them silently.

"My feeling tells me that the other party's ability is different from that of the human scout we fought against before, and it should not be the same person." The huge bear man waved his hand to shake off the soil embedded in the gap between his claws, and said in a muffled voice.At this time, the figure of Paris had just flashed across the forest, and he turned his head to look at it with a sharpness that was completely inconsistent with his figure, and the pair of black bear pupils firmly locked on the little prince in the distance.

"Look, my feelings didn't deceive me." The bear man looked up and down Paris, who was holding his head and panting slightly, with a look of concern for the prey, opened his mouth wide and exposed his fangs, and said with a smile: "Although the enemy It turned into two, but this one looks as fresh and delicious as the human scout before, so I'm going to eat him later, does anyone want to be together? I can share a thigh with you." Saying, he The barbed tongue couldn't help licking it up and down, matching his huge black bear head, exuding a ferocious temperament full of bloodthirsty taste for no reason.

"Do you want to add food, Uther," the lion man said irresponsibly to the bear man's proposal, "let's catch him first and then talk about it."

As two races opposing life and death, the lion people do not dislike the appearance of the hostile party on their menu.But compared to the nervous bear man, he cares more about Paris's way of moving freely——

If it weren't for the silent tauren who warned in advance, perhaps their side would have taken the lead in casualties at this time.

This is not good news.

　PS: Thank you Qing for the reward

　　
　
(End of this chapter)