Chapter 911: A Mockery that Does Little Harm but Is Extremely Insulting

Chapter 911 A mockery that is not very harmful but extremely insulting

Looking at the thousands of guild members waiting behind him, the uneasiness in "Peter Greer's" heart did not subside, but became more intense.

"Something's wrong! Don't hold on! Disperse!"

With amazing combat intuition, "Peter Greer" finally noticed that this bolide was unusual, but it was too late to change the order.

From the moment the firelight rose, it took less than half a minute for the bolide to fly over the Yagbach Warrior Guild’s crusade, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it plunged into the marching team. Right in the center.

boom--!

Like the explosion of thunder on the ground, the whole earth shook violently under the rising mushroom cloud.

The scorching flames were pushed by the violent shock wave and spread in all directions. The remains of countless people and horses flew into the air. Yangsa's blood evaporated under the high temperature, and the charred corpses followed the dust in the sky like raindrops. fall.

"Spread out! Don't gather together!"

Without enough time to count the number of casualties, "Peter Greer" immediately started racing, followed closely by the ghost sisters "Lisa" and "Meimei", as well as dozens of elite members of this expedition.

They have to kill the despicable magician hiding in the dark and sneaking up on them before the second spell of magic arrives!

Before they could run too far, a second fireball rose from the distant horizon again.

This time "Peter Greer" could see clearly that the place where the fire occurred was actually on a hill in the distance, at least ten kilometers away from them in a straight line!

Strategic magic!

These four words flashed through his mind instantly. It was rumored that magic was flourishing on the continent opposite the Endless Forest. Among them was a top-notch magic called [Raging Sun Flame Spear], which could fly over ten thousand meters to strike enemies at an ultra-long range.

"Asshole! We were deceived by the emperor! The targets of this crusade are not ordinary demihuman tribes!"

Only an army formed by magicians can resist strategic magic, and adventurers like them, no matter how many in number, can only be slaughtered like weak lambs under the attack of strategic magic.

Bang——!

The second fireball fell from the sky. This time there was no earth-shattering explosion, but instead, it sputtered out with brilliant firelight like festive fireworks.

The fireballs flying in all directions were each about the size of a fist. Thousands of fireballs that shot out like goldenrods were like a sudden meteor shower, instantly covering a radius of several hundred meters.

Although this scattered attack did not cause as many casualties as the first fireball, it ignited most of the food and grass bags carried by the crusade. The frightened draft horses pulled the burning vehicles and ran like a headless fly, igniting more There are many supplies that were not hit by the fireball.

"Kill those frightened horses! The top 500 in the guild competition rankings follow me! The others turn around and retreat immediately!"

I have to say that "Peter Greer's" battlefield judgment is amazing.

After only receiving two shots from the [Raging Sun Spear], he keenly noticed that this terrible strategic magic was guided by some unknown source, and it was as if it had eyes that focused on the most densely populated locations for bombing.

If everyone charges to attack the mysterious magician, as long as the opponent has a horse that can run fast enough, they can kite them until the whole army is annihilated.

The only plan for now is to divide the troops into two groups - if the magician follows the large army to pursue him, he will inevitably run into a small group of elite troops that have separated; if the opponent flees towards the snowy field, a small group of five hundred people will be killed. Even if the troops are bombed from a distance, they will not cause much damage.

Sure enough, as "Peter Greer" expected, after the five hundred elites he led launched a rapid attack into the snowfield, the [Raging Sun Spear] released by the mysterious magician no longer pursued the retreating large team, but It hit their team directly on the head from above.

A terrifying mushroom cloud slowly rose from behind. Several horses in the last row were overturned by the shock wave. The knights on the horses fell to the ground and rolled several times, but did not suffer much damage.

"Sure enough, the magician chose us as his target."

"Peter Greer" breathed a sigh of relief, and then a new question came to his mind - with so many layers of obstacles in between, how did the other party lock the position of his team?

"Tim, can you magicians carry out this kind of beyond-visual-range strike?" "Peter Greer" turned to his bedmate "Tim Robinson" who was following behind and asked.

"Tim" habitually tugged on the weird eyebrows that had been curled into a spiral shape, and thought for a moment: "In fact, the magic used by our magicians does not reach the maximum range most of the time... But when it comes to beyond visual range "Blow, I'm also wondering how the powerful magician can accurately lock our position. After all, we have been moving quickly, and he can actually adjust the advance of magic like hunting."

"In other words, he doesn't rely on his eyes."

"Peter Greer" closed his eyes, and suddenly seemed to sense something. He drew his sword and slashed out a ray of cold light, and heard a faint scream of some animal in the void.

Immediately afterwards, the fourth bolide seemed to have lost its target and flew straight over their heads into the distance.

"It turns out that our location was exposed by an invisible magical familiar."

Although the crisis of being locked by magic was resolved, "Tim" seemed worried.

"Peter, I know you are the leader this time. I can't interfere with your decision, but you'd better be careful. You don't practice magic, so you can't understand the power of that mysterious magician."

"Hmm? How strong is that magician? Is he stronger than the Great Sage of the City of Learning?" The ghost girl "Lisa Alpacas" interrupted and asked.

The ghosts on this continent are basically all physical warriors, and they know nothing about magic.

"Let me tell you this, if it was the Great Sage of the City of Learning, the magic power would be completely drained out after only one shot, but that mysterious magician actually shot four times in a row... Damn! The fifth time! With this terrible magic power, have we met the legendary demon king?"

The sixth [Raging Sun Flame Spear] has not appeared in the sky for a long time.

It's not that the mysterious magician has no magic power, but that he has already arrived in person.

Dozens of meters in the air, a black giant sword with orange-yellow magic circuits flowing on its surface is quietly suspended.

A black-haired human youth with an ordinary appearance stood on it. There was no hatred or resentment in his pupils as dark as the night sky. He just looked at "Peter Grill" and others below in a calm manner, as if he was a void god looking down on all living things.

"Nightmare? The king of the pseudo-human country?"

"Peter Grill" had seen Luo Jie's magic portrait in the imperial capital, and recognized at a glance that the person who came was the most important target of their crusade. The horror in his heart could not be added.

How confident is this person in his own strength that he dared to come alone to fight against their 500 guild elites?

"Peter Grill" took a deep breath, drew out his long sword with a fighting spirit, pointed it at the sky, and shouted: "I am the commander of the imperial crusade army, the chief warrior of the Agbach Warrior Guild - "Peter Grill"! The pseudo-human king "Nightmare", UU reading www. uukanshu.net dare to come down and fight me fair! "

The black giant sword slowly descended, and finally hovered at a height of about ten meters from the ground.

Luo Jie smiled slightly, raised his foot and kicked down a strange creature that looked like a toy dog.

"No need for a fair duel, you can all come together... But if you want to fight me, at least defeat my dog ​​first."

In the sparse broad-leaved forest that had not yet sprouted new buds, a dog standing upright on two feet got up from the ground, carefully brushed off the fallen leaves and dirt on its body, and stared at the five hundred members of the Agbach Warrior Guild in front of it with round eyes.

Then, the round and cute body began to expand rapidly, and in just a few seconds it skyrocketed more than ten times, turning into a proportional large toy dog ​​more than three meters tall.

Then-slowly raised the middle finger of the front paw.

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The second update is here, please vote...I'll post a picture of Peter Grill's Sage Time in the easter egg chapter, I don't know if it will pass the review.