Witch Monastery

In front of him, the giant bear was already in sight, raising its right paw to hit his head. At this moment, Hawthorne finally stopped, raised his shield to block, and the ring on his left middle finger suddenly glowed red: "Ouch!"

A shrill female scream suddenly resounded across half of the battlefield. Many soldiers who were still fighting bloody battles felt a stinging pain in their ears and could not help but look over here.

Then they saw a pale ghost with long black hair floating in the air, screaming and stretching out his hands to hug the giant bear's head!

As for Luger, who was facing the scream, he naturally received the greatest mental shock. He felt as if his eardrums were ruptured, his brain was stabbing, his mind was blank, and even the power of his claws was weakened by three points!

In Hawthorne's hand, he slashed down with the long sword wrapped in the Fear Slash spell, and at the same time he finished another spell: "Shield!"

boom--!

Both sides hit each other's body at the same time, and the huge force hit Hawthorne and flew sideways. The giant bear's huge body was motionless, but its claws were covered with a thin layer of ice crystals.

This frostbite was insignificant, but at this moment, he felt unbearable fear and pain in his soul!

My head hurts...it feels like it's going to explode...

The soul is torn apart... the internal organs are withering...

This female ghost is going to suck all my life force away. I’m going to die, I’m going to die!

"what--!"

Xiong Man, who had no resistance to mental damage, growled, and the intense fear had completely overwhelmed his reason. He didn't realize that under the protection of the giant bear totem, the female ghost didn't suck much of his vitality at all. Then he turned around, took a step, and rushed in the direction he came from!

He just ran away like that!

"cough!"

Later, Huo Sang managed to get up and coughed up a mouthful of blood foam. The force of that blow was indeed terrifying. Even though it was weakened by more than three points, he felt that the strength of this bear might be as heavy as ten tons.

Fortunately, he had buffed the fourth ring of false life and Armor of Agatha Christ in advance, and was protected by the shield spell, otherwise he might not have been able to withstand this blow.

However, since nothing serious is happening now, we can continue to output!

Looking at the giant bear's back that had not yet run far, Hawthorne first re-buffed himself with the fourth ring of false life, then quickly stepped forward, chanting spells while chasing, and continued to fire energy beams of magic energy!

You're dead, bear!

Four basin-sized magic circles reappeared above his body, and fierce energy beams shot forward, focusing on the back of the giant bear. Even with the protection of the ancestors, large pieces of flesh and blood were still instantly decomposed. These four blows really hurt him deeply, and hot blood flowed out!

Chapter 288 Minotaur, the Ancestor Arrives

"Ow—"

Ruger Stoneskin howled in pain again, and the intense pain gradually brought back his will. The pain in his soul was replaced by the pain in his body and internal organs, and the fear in his heart was mostly dispelled. His steps of running away gradually stopped, and his eyes were filled with confusion.

No... I'm here to fight, so I should kill him, right?

His heart was beating wildly, but just as this thought came to his mind, four energy beams hit him again!

He couldn't help but howl again. The curse sword was damaging his internal organs, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He turned his head and glared at the source of the attack. In the distance, he saw the white-haired Sein man still chanting a spell, and the circular magic circle appeared in the air for the fifth time.

Huo Sang's face was extremely grim, like a merciless magic energy burst shooting machine. His next battle plan was very simple, that is, to use magic energy burst to draw the hatred of the bear barbarian back, and then when the two sides get close again, he will give him a terrifying slash and make him go away!

His goal was to keep this guy running back and forth, making him waste his time rushing on the road, so that he could use his magic power to explode and safely deal massive damage.

Until he was beaten to death!

You know, he is a warlock with the illusionist arm guards, and his output is twice that of a regular warlock. Even with the tankiness of the bear, after a few rounds like this, he should be broken into pieces!

His idea was very good, but unfortunately, when his fifth spell of magic energy explosion was completed and the fierce energy beam was fired, he saw the giant bear suddenly rolled sideways -

His huge round body was surprisingly flexible when he rolled over, and he dodged three magic energy explosions at once, and was only hit by one of them.

Then, after standing still, he suddenly turned around and continued running away without looking back!

Suddenly, Hawthorne was stunned.

No, what is going on?

Aren't you a barbarian?

You have a lot of buffs on you. Aren't you carrying the expectations of the entire tribe and going to sweep through the camp?

Where is your glory? Where is your pride? Where is your courage as the most fleshy profession? !

Aren't you afraid of being laughed at when you go back? !

It was the first time that Hawthorne had seen a barbarian running away on his own initiative, whether in the game or outside of the game, so much so that his brain froze for a second.

He then continued to chase forward and fired a few more magic energy blasts. Although he hit the target once again, the giant bear was determined to escape and its speed was so fast that it disappeared without a trace in a few seconds.

Helplessly, he finally had to stop for the time being, temporarily give up chasing this guy who had no honor as a barbarian, and turned around to take a look at the battle situation.

At this moment, the front line that had just been barely stabilized by his and An Nuo's efforts was now stable enough thanks to the support of others. So he did not rush to join the battle again, but took out his spell book and tried to rescue as many wounded as possible.

Then he found that the situation was not optimistic. Although Ruger Stoneskin crushed everyone for a short time, it also caused a large number of casualties. At least twenty people died under his terrifying power, and most of the survivors were seriously injured or even disabled.

Hawthorne ran in small steps, coming to the front of one person after another, and then used healing magic to pull them back from the brink of death. In the process, he found that except for the wizard who protected himself with shield magic, the other wounded who were still alive were basically dwarves.

This made him sigh at the dwarves' strong vitality, but he did not delay for too long. After rescuing the few survivors from the brink of death, he turned around and continued to fight on the front battlefield.

Mountain people camp, rear.

Looking at the hastily retreating Ruger Stoneskin, Toren heaved a sigh of relief. Even if you turned into a giant bear and added a lot of magic buffs, what would it matter? You still can't beat that guy.

He thought so in his heart, but his expression was still very solemn: "This town is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Even a powerful barbarian like Luger was defeated."

"It seems that I have to take action myself to defeat these people."

As he said this, Ilarod beside him couldn't help but glance at him, thinking that you kid always finds new tricks for me, and you can even say such boastful words.

But he did not mock. His eyes also fell on Hawthorne. Then a bold idea popped up in his mind: Could this person be the man Nidalee likes?

As for his performance just now, no matter from which aspect, he was impeccable. Even the barbarian who had three druid spells cast at the same time and turned into a giant bear was defeated by him so easily.

It doesn't seem unacceptable that such a person could win over Toren and capture my daughter's heart...

He thought secretly in his heart, and his heart was somewhat relieved, but he did not say it out loud. Instead, he nodded solemnly and said, "Well, Toren, I will go deal with the mage who can actually restrain the earth dragon. On the front battlefield, it depends on you and your warriors!"

Toren nodded, then raised his battle axe high in his hand and uttered a mighty battle cry: "Gaoling Tribe, charge!"

"kill--!"

He roared and went berserk. Huge bull heads of different colors appeared behind him. They were the images of countless great ancestors in the history of their tribe. At this moment, they were lowering their heads, as if looking down at their descendants with a smile.

Toren was the first to lead the charge forward. Behind him, more than 200 Tauren warriors holding stone axes, clubs and various heavy weapons followed, also roaring forward.

In the air, the huge bull-head shadows were sprinkled with faint glows of different colors, mixing into a silver-gray color, making the minotaur's hair more oily.

This is Toren's ability as an Aldwarf Pathkeeper: he can call upon the power of his ancestors' spirits while going berserk, offering protection to those brothers who share the same bloodline.

Perhaps Toren alone cannot defeat Ruger, who has combined three powerful druid spells, but the Tauren led by him will be a powerful army that can sweep away thousands of enemies!

In these mountains, they will be invincible!

"kill--!"

The minotaurs rushed into the battlefield, tearing the defenses of Rockseeker Town apart almost instantly. After all, there were more than 200 minotaur warriors who were nearly two meters tall, extremely strong, and armed with heavy weapons. The pressure they could give was far beyond the reach of small creatures such as goblins and kobolds!

The fire was still burning, and black smoke was rising into the sky. The balance of victory immediately tilted, and ordinary human guards and adventurers were almost instantly defeated; the halflings fiddled with their light crossbows, and the dwarves tried to cast spells, but these had little effect on the tauren: the protection of their ancestors could help them withstand a lot of damage, and if the firepower was not very concentrated, the tauren could ignore the damage!

Only the mountain dwarves can fight against these minotaurs with their brute force, but this is only temporary and defeat is only a matter of time!

The moment the minotaurs joined the battlefield, the outcome seemed to be doomed. Behind the crowd, Hawthorne released a magic explosion to repel the invading enemies as much as possible, while thinking about what other methods could be used to reverse this tragic situation...

However, at this moment, a thick beam of lightning suddenly crossed the battlefield -

Shila-

"what--!"

With the sound of bright lightning and sparks, the thick lightning bolt penetrated the bodies of several minotaurs. They were immediately electrocuted and their bodies became stiff and unable to move. Their hair even caught fire and was directly ignited by the sparks!

A little bit of the aroma of barbecue, accompanied by pungent smoke, began to spread across the chaotic battlefield.

There are also high-level spellcasters? !

Hawthorne was stunned and turned his head quickly. With the fire on the battlefield, the first thing he noticed was not the people who came to support him.

It was not a shadow, but a huge flag fluttering in the wind!

That is……

Suddenly, his pupils constricted and his heartbeat quickened.

That is the logo of the Blue Dragon Bank, and that flying in the sky is the flag of the adventure group invested by the blue dragons!

Chapter 289 Blue Dragon Ion Gun

Damn it, I was saying, as the real owners of Liber Port, how could these big conglomerates not have soldiers stationed in the Rock Seeker Camp!

As he thought about this, he saw the group approaching at a rapid speed. Although this was an adventure group invested by blue dragons, only the leader was a blue dragonborn, and the other members were ordinary adventurers, including humans, dwarves, half-elves, and gnomes, a total of more than 20 people.

But compared to ordinary adventurers, half of them were holding a square box about the size of two basketballs with blue gems as the main body.

As they approached the battlefield, one of them chanted a spell, and a thick beam of lightning suddenly shot out from the top of the box!

"what--!"

The lightning bolt pierced through several minotaurs and several other invading mountain people again. With shrill wails, their bodies were also burned by electricity and then collapsed to the ground!

The attackers panicked for a moment, everyone was in danger, as if they were facing a great enemy, and they were carefully guarding against the lightning bolts that could be shot at them at any time. Their offensive momentum was stagnant, and the people in the adventure group laughed wildly:

"Hahahaha, this thing is just so useful!"

"Lord Blue Dragon is rich and powerful! Come, let these mountain folks who lack a mother in the family tree see what the power of magic is!"

"Ready, set, fire!"

Shila-

This time, three people opened fire at the same time, and the intersecting lightning beams formed a huge net on the battlefield. Knowing the power of this thing, the mountain people immediately lay down and dodged. Not only was the momentum of the attack completely eliminated, but they were even suppressed to the point that they could not even raise their heads!

The only Blue Dragonborn in the team walked out quickly, away from the adventurers who were still yelling and getting excited. He then cast a spell to amplify his voice and quickly said in standard common language: "The ion beam launcher is a new generation of high-powered self-charging magic weapon independently developed by the Blue Dragon Power Group. It is easy to use and can be used smoothly even by non-casters..."

"It is powerful, and its effect is obvious to all..."

"The original price is 4,800 gold coins, but today's special price is only 2,999 gold coins..."

He was like a professional announcer, advertising on the battlefield. Hawthorne was stunned, because there was really no such thing in the game.

I can only sigh that in the real world, the creativity of intelligent creatures is truly endless.

He sighed in his heart. In front, because of the suppression of the lightning beam, the enemy could not raise their heads for the time being, so An Nuo had a rare opportunity to relax. She stepped back a few steps, breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to Huo Sang. When she heard the advertisement of the blue dragonborn, her expression suddenly became complicated: "So, it must have cost at least 40,000 gold coins to equip these adventurers with so many weapons?"

Hawthorne did some calculations in his head, then nodded slightly: "Given the character of the blue dragons, the cost price of this kind of weapon probably won't be much lower than the selling price. If they are a little more honest, the total cost of these weapons may be more than 5,000 gold coins..."

Hearing this, An Nuo couldn't help but sigh: "So rich..."

Hawthorne immediately looked up and down at her magic plate armor, thinking how dare you talk about others, it would cost you ten thousand gold coins just for your armor, right?

But thinking of this, he looked at the Illusionist arm guard on his left arm again.

Normally, I can't even get 10,000 gold coins...

That's okay, we all paid for it.

He thought to himself with a self-deprecating tone, and at this moment, in the distance, a leopard came running, landed beside him, and then changed back into human form: "Father, the trap is set!"

Hawthorne's expression changed. He ignored the battlefield and said to An Nuo, "Be careful." Then he started running and shouted, "Celine, move, lead them to the trap!"

However, just as he finished speaking, a blinding light suddenly exploded in the sky. He quickly closed his eyes, lowered his head, turned around, and covered An Nuo's eyes with his hands, and turned his back to the powerful light source with her.

When the light went out, he reluctantly opened his eyes again, turned his head, frowned, and his expression was full of shock.

I'm afraid even Celine can't use this level of light...

The real high-level spellcaster has taken action!

As if to cater to his guess, Celine also shouted loudly: "I can't get away! Father, use the magic energy explosion to attract it over, I will suppress this guy and the caster!"

……

Time went back to ten minutes ago. Celine was floating in the air with a stern face, using all her spellcasting ability to restrain the earth dragon's actions.

Since being purified by Hawthorne, she has hardly ever used her full firepower. Firstly, the enemies they encountered were too weak, either dying before they could use their full power, or running away, and would not stand there stupidly for her to attack.

Secondly, she also wanted to give Hawthorne a chance to use his unique abilities to purify the other party and earn that special reward.

Otherwise, if she opened fire at full force and killed the enemy in just a few moves, wouldn't Hawthorne have to return empty-handed?

Therefore, she has been restraining her strength all along and has never exerted her full power.

But today, facing an enemy whose challenge level may be higher than hers, who is surprisingly tanky but can only crawl on the ground and lacks anti-aircraft means, and therefore poses a very limited threat to her, she can finally open fire and output to her heart's content!

When the battle just started, she used the fifth-ring spell "Dawn" to create a small sun above her head. While burning the earth dragon's body at the speed of scraping, she continued to cast spells, and the tracer bullets of the first-ring spells smashed down like crazy!