Wizard Immortal

Chapter 111 Fierce Battle

"Scatter!!"

Seeing the bronze figure rushing towards them from afar, the high knight leading the group reacted first, quickly dodging to the side while issuing a warning.

The others reacted just as quickly, and upon seeing the bronze Behemoth charging towards them from afar, they all scrambled to the side.

The village in the distance was more than two hundred meters away from where they had been. This distance was nothing to a bronze behemoth.

In a matter of seconds, the Bronze Behemoth arrived in front of him and stomped down.

A massive shadow loomed over the spot where Adir and the others had been standing. Several guards in leather armor were pinned down by the bronze behemoth's feet before they could even react, only managing to utter fearful and hesitant cries.

Blood and flesh splattered, silently spreading around.

Standing still, the Bronze Behemoth bent down, grabbed the guard who had already become a corpse, and stuffed it directly into the corner of his mouth.

Click!

With a chewing sound, one of the corpse's arms disappeared from the bronze Behemoth's hand and went directly into the Behemoth's mouth.

"Damn, that's fast!!"

Sensing the speed of the Bronze Behemoth, Mokra's face turned ashen, his eyes filled with anger and a hint of solemnity as he looked at the massive figure in the distance.

A fully grown bronze Behemoth is strong enough to briefly contend with a formal wizard. Although the one in front of us is not yet an adult, it is no problem to fight against a third-class apprentice.

"Everyone, hold back! Use every means at your disposal! I'll take full responsibility for all the losses!!"

Looking at the towering bronze Behemoth in the distance, he gritted his teeth, shouted loudly, and pulled out a dark gray crystal from his pocket, from which a faint black aura emanated.

A small shadow gathered in mid-air, quickly solidifying into a long spear that charged towards the bronze Behemoth ahead.

Shadow energy gathered at that moment. Sensing danger ahead, the towering bronze behemoth quickly turned around and saw the shadow spear hurtling towards it.

It roared, swung its right arm, and threw the guard's corpse more than ten meters away. Then it charged forward, its huge bronze hand slamming towards the approaching shadowy spear.

A powerful palm wind swept past, pressing forward fiercely, carrying a bronze-colored fist shadow, and collided with the black shadow spear.

bump!!

With a soft sound, the shadowy spear in front collapsed, turning into wisps of black energy that swirled around.

"Got you!!" In the distance, Mokra's face was gloomy as he released the spell template he had prepared in his mind, which quickly took shape with the help of shadow particles.

Around the Bronze Behemoth, as the magical energy fluctuated, streams of black energy transformed into chains forged from shadow particles, rapidly wrapping around the Bronze Behemoth and binding him tightly.

"My spells won't hold him for long, so I'm using my strongest attacks!!!"

Standing still, Mokra's face was somewhat distorted, as if he was under great pressure at this moment.

Seeing the bronze Behemoth locked up, everyone present realized what was happening.

Beside Mokra, Whitebeard Siral roared, his skin turning a faint redder, and then drew his greatsword and charged forward.

The greatsword in his hand was specially made. Although it was not a demonized item, it was still very sturdy and sharp. At this moment, it was flashing with red light, as if it had been enchanted with some kind of magic.

On the other side, the high knight who had led the group earlier was holding a huge shield and was also charging forward with several knights behind him.

"Shadow Chains?"

Standing at a distance, looking at the black chains wrapped around the bronze Behemoth, Adir muttered to himself as he quickly retreated.

Strictly speaking, his speed actually surpasses that of the bronze Behemoth in front of him. He was also the first to react during the opponent's charge and retreated to a safe area early on.

He showed no intention of engaging the Bronze Behemoth in battle. Instead, he stood at a distance and took out a pale red longbow and an arrow with a pale green arrowhead from behind his back.

"A specially formulated, enhanced version of neurotoxin; hopefully, the results won't disappoint me."

Standing still, Adir muttered to himself.

As he gradually exerted force with his arm, he pulled open the pale red longbow.

"Calculate wind resistance...adjust firing angle..." As he drew his bow, the voice of the chip-based machine rang in his mind once more.

With a whoosh, the arrow turned into a small black dot and quickly disappeared from his sight.

In an instant, a bloody hole appeared in the broad chest of the bronze Behemoth, and a drop of bright red blood flowed out from the wound.

However, to the massive bronze Behemoth, the blood hole was hardly noticeable. Although the arrow, carrying great kinetic energy, pierced through his chest, it was hard to say how much damage it had caused him.

Roar! ! !

Feeling a sharp pain in his chest, Behemoth stood still and let out a furious roar, beginning to struggle wildly.

With a soft sound, the shadow chains on its body shattered, turning into specks of shadow particles that dissipated into the surrounding space.

In the moment of breaking free from its restraints, it raised its fist and swung its thick bronze arm forward fiercely.

bump!!!

With a dull thud, Whitebeard Sylar was sent flying by his blow, his greatsword falling to the ground.

It stomped down, kicking the great knight holding the shield away, and then picked up the greatsword that Siral had dropped on the ground.

This giant sword is a full two meters long. Although it is not suitable for the bronze Behemoth's seven-meter-tall body, it is still much better than being empty-handed.

Its power and speed were too great. With a casual sweep of its greatsword, several knights around it were struck, and some even died without ever seeing its shadow.

After it had completely dealt with the knights around it, it took a few steps forward and walked to Siral's side.

At this moment, Xilar knelt on one knee, with a dent in his chest, looking like he had suffered a serious injury.

"Siral!!!" A series of exclamations quickly rang out from the surroundings.

Looking at the distant Siral and the bronze Behemoth slowly walking to his side, Mokra gritted his teeth and used the spell he had just created.

The violent shadow energy particles gathered and rapidly condensed into a huge black sphere, seemingly capable of swallowing up one's vision.

This is the Orb of Shadows, which is among the most difficult of the basic spells that even a third-class apprentice can master.

A strong sense of danger came from the side, and the surrounding shadow energy particles were vibrating rapidly.

In an instant, the Bronze Behemoth turned around and saw the rapidly spinning sphere of shadow heading towards it.

The next second, a huge sound rang out, and violent shadow energy particles, carrying a strong corrosive effect, spread rapidly in all directions.

Having taken the direct hit of this spell, even the towering bronze behemoth was not in good shape.

A huge bloody hole appeared in its abdomen, and on its body, a large amount of bronze-colored hair was corroded by the violent shadow energy particles and fell off.

Roar! ! !

Having withstood such a heavy blow, the bronze behemoth roared, abandoned Siral at its feet, and charged directly at Mokra in the distance.

Watching this scene from a distance, Adir frowned to himself.

Although Mokra is a third-class apprentice, his physical strength is at most comparable to that of a great knight. If this bronze behemoth gets close to him, he will be in big trouble.

Thinking of this, he put down the bow in his hand, rushed forward quickly, and drew the long sword from his waist.

In the distance, watching the Bronze Behemoth keep reappearing, Mokra's face turned ashen. He quickly ran to the side, preparing to cast a spell.

The raging shadow particles continued to condense, exploding with each charge of the bronze Behemoth, causing it to roar in agony.

However, this bronze behemoth's defenses were too strong. Ordinary basic spells, unless they hit vital points, could not cause it much damage. At most, they would only cause it a period of pain.

boom!!!

Suddenly, a violent bombing roared.

Around the bronze Behemoth, several corpses exploded simultaneously, their flesh turning into a dense aura of blood that swirled around the Behemoth's towering body before exploding.

This was the power of blood magic. After seeing the Bronze Behemoth's actions, Aisha did not hesitate and immediately began casting the spell.

A blood-red, blazing fireball rapidly condensed and slammed into the back of the bronze Behemoth.

bump!!

A burst of scorching flames erupted, and a bronze-colored fist shadow swept past, shattering the crimson fireball.

"Give me some more time!!"

Looking at the bronze Behemoth not far away, Mokra roared at his surroundings.

After saying this, he stopped moving and stood quietly in place, muttering to himself as if reciting an ancient incantation.

Around him, violent shadow energy particles were rapidly coalescing with his movements.

Noticing this change, the Bronze Behemoth paused, changed direction, and headed towards Mokra.

But soon, it had to stop.

Several orbs of light flashed behind it, and before the Behemoth could react, they blasted several bloody holes in its back.

This is the improved particle sphere. After being improved by the chip, it has now reached the range of basic spells.

Before anyone could react, Adir quickly walked to the orc's side, his right hand's black longsword gleaming with silver light.

Yinhua!!!

The raging silver battle aura surged at this moment, carrying immense power, and slammed heavily into one of the bronze Behemoth's calves, instantly leaving more than a dozen sword marks on it.

Having landed a successful blow, Adir quickly retreated.

In front of him, his lower leg had taken the full force of Adir's blow. Although it wasn't completely severed, it still forced the bronze Behemoth to kneel on one knee, clearly indicating that it had suffered a serious injury.

Moreover, as the battle progressed, its blood circulated more rapidly within its body. The neurotoxin from Adir's arrows was also taking effect, causing its movements to become sluggish.

Before he could stand up again, violent shadow energy particles suddenly attacked him.

In the distance, after this period of preparation, Mokra's spell was finally completed and released.

(End of this chapter)