Chapter 280 Unexpected Conflict

"Ted Carter, don't take it too far!"

Suddenly Thomas snapped.

He had been sizing up the group of uninvited guests, and recognized that the warlock in red at the head was also a third-year student majoring in arcane magic at Leiden College. When he realized that the other party was trying to use the "Mage Hand" to humiliate Dick, he hurriedly used the same spell to counter it.

Ted Carter's spell was cancelled, and his face was a little ugly. He turned his head to look at Thomas, then at Joan who was running over, and said with a sneer, "It turns out that he is a disciple of Robert Rawls. No wonder he recognizes Master Ben. I heard that You two call yourself 'geniuses' and don't pay attention to the seniors, is there such a thing?"

"You don't dare to be a genius. We are just a little better than some mediocre people who are still dawdling in the academy. What do you think, Senior Carter?" Thomas asked meaningfully.

"Are you mocking me?" Ted Carter's face darkened.

"I didn't target you, but I can't help you if you want to think that way." Thomas said unforgivingly, "But then again, just because you were a robber who blatantly robbed our prey just now, you still have the face to accuse others Arrogant, I am really shocked by your shamelessness."

"Damn bitch! How dare you insult me, just wait!"

Ted was so angry that his eyes almost burst into flames. He gritted his teeth and made a spell-casting gesture. He waved and blasted two purple missiles, which roared and shot at Thomas and Joan respectively.

Thomas was hit in the chest by a "magic missile", staggered back two steps, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, his face was pale, and he almost lost his breath in pain.

The "magic missile" shot at Joan was blocked by the "shield technique" he blessed in advance, causing a burst of flashing ripples, and then annihilated.

Joan noticed that among the four people on the opposite side, only Warlock Ted made a shot. The two spear-wielding warriors were still hesitating whether to participate in the brawl that might lead to them being punished by the referee, while the crossbowman named Henry raised his hand. The electric shock crossbow was about to depress the crossbow.

Joan swung the "Hand of the High Mage" without thinking.

Before the enchanted arrow was fired, the invisible force field slapped Henry's wrist hard, and the crossbow dropped to the ground.

Roger raised his gun to shoot at the right time, and the buckshot hit the falling crossbow, and with a "bang", it shattered the enchanted weapon that threatened his side the most.

Dick had been holding back his anger for a long time. Seeing that the opponent made a move first, he roared and rushed towards the red warlock Ted Carter. However, before he could get close, he was stopped by the two warriors holding spears opposite him.

Ted Carter obviously didn't expect Joan and the others to be so powerful, and hurriedly backed away while chanting a spell, planning to cast a more powerful spell.

"Talta!"

Joan stomped his feet suddenly, and the "stomping boots" triggered a seismic wave, which was transmitted straight to Ted's feet, knocking him to the ground, and the concentration of casting spells was interrupted.

"Damn it..." Ted fell disheveled, and struggled to get up with his hands on the ground. When he looked up, he saw Thomas' angry face. He shuddered in fright, and then pointed at Thomas' nose and yelled, "How dare you?" -"

"Go to hell, son of a bitch!"

Thomas threw an angry, lightning-fast jab that caught Tad in the face, cutting off his threatening words.

Ted screamed, clutching his nose and staggering back.

Tears, snot and blood blurred his face.

"Don't, don't come here!"

The vicious warlock freed his right hand to grope around his waist, and suddenly pulled out a dagger, screaming and waving it indiscriminately, trying to stop the angry Thomas from approaching.

"Go to hell, idiot!"

Thomas swung his fist with his right hand to block the dagger, and when his fist collided with the sharp blade, dazzling sparks splashed out.

Taking advantage of Ted's astonishment, he suddenly swung a left uppercut and hit him firmly in the jaw.

Snapped! There was a toothache cracking sound from Ted's jaw, his eyes rolled white, and he fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

"Bah! You bastard, you think you're so great!"

Thomas spat on a stunned Ted Carter, his clenched fist glowing like rock.

After a whole day of hunting, his 1st-level spell slots had been exhausted, leaving only this "Stone Fist", which happened to be used to beat Ted Carter.

Seeing that Ted Carter was knocked down, and the three people on the opposite side lost their fighting spirit, the crossbowman named Henry was the first to ask for a truce.

Joan and the others didn't want to be punished by the referee for fighting with others, so they simply gave up as soon as they saw it, and watched Henry and others help Ted Carter back into the woods in desperation.

After an unexpected conflict, Joan and the others hurriedly turned their heads, following the bloodstains and chasing after the last ferocious wild boar.

Fortunately, before the prey ran far, Roger shot and knocked it down in time, finally preventing the "cooked duck" from flying away.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and Joan and his companions cut off the tails of three ferocious wild boars and stamped them with the "Secret Mark". This ended today's hunting trip and camped at the foot of a nearby hillside for the night.

While resting, Joan calculated the hunting gains of the past two days.

So far, a total of 4 wild boars and 18 common wild boars have been hunted, and a total of 38 hunting points have been obtained.

Joan is very satisfied with the current achievements of himself and his companions. Today is the 4th of July. If the hunting efficiency of today can be maintained for the next three days, there is still hope that the team will rank among the top three by the end of the game.

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"Pooh!"

Ted Carter spat out a tooth that fell out, poured another bottle of healing potion, his swollen jaw was still burning with pain, and he had to shut his mouth and curse Thomas in his mind with all the vicious words he knew. Chap.

His companions had cleared an open space by the mountain stream, built a bonfire, and prepared to camp.

Henry sat by the fire, trying to repair the destroyed enchanted crossbow. However, the crossbow had been completely shattered by a large-caliber lead bullet, and he did not have suitable tools and replacement parts at hand, so he had to give up this doomed effort and threw the scrapped crossbow beside him.

At this time, there was a rustling sound from the opposite side of the mountain stream, which immediately aroused Henry's vigilance, and quickly jumped up to remind his companions to be alert.

"Master Ted, there is movement on the other side!"

"Damn! Watch out for me!"

Holding his sore jaw, Ted walked quickly to Henry's side, squinted his eyes, and looked at the swaying bushes on the other side of the mountain stream.

Illuminated by the bonfire, I vaguely saw a short figure walking quickly through the bushes and walking towards this side.

"Hey! Good evening, gentlemen!"

Out of the bushes popped a head wearing a battered felt hat that looked like a homeless boy. Grinning at the people beside the fire, the sharp white teeth formed a strong contrast with the dark faces.

"Little devil, who are you? What are you doing hiding in the woods in the middle of the night!"

Henry gripped the dagger tightly, ready to throw it at any time.

"Don't be nervous, gentlemen, I'm just a lost child, tired and hungry, and I'm being chased by wild boars, what a disaster!"

The little man sighed, looking pitiful.

"I ran over here when I saw the light of the fire. Kind gentlemen, can you give me something to eat?"

While begging for food, the dwarf slowly walked out from the bush. Compared with the thin upper body, the muscular and thick lower limbs looked a bit deformed.

This dwarf was completely naked and his complexion was as dark as ink. Against the background of the night, he looked very strange.