Chapter 1499 Crisis

I don't agree with Taylor's slightly teasing remarks.

From the priests I have seen so far, when they go into battle, they mostly use magic barriers and healing spells to fight the enemy. Their methods are mostly to wear down the opponent until they have no physical strength or magic power, and then defeat the enemy with their own strength.

However, I cannot deny the priest's combat ability. As for the Spear of Victory, I can definitely say that its power alone is enough to push the priest to a front-line combat position.

But here comes the point.

Not all clerics have Spear of Victory, just like not all clerics are proficient in Healing.

Even within a small guild such as the Dauntless Guild, the proficiency of its clerics varies.

Susan is proficient in the art of purification. Belle is proficient in the art of purification, which is temporarily invisible, but it is by no means a healing art. Godot seems to be proficient in the art of healing, but in fact, due to talent limitations, his healing art only has miraculous effects on men. In addition, he is very good at magic. It also has considerable achievements in barrier and combat, but the purification spell is terrible.

Therefore, I really can't answer the old man's question, 'Don't you think that the priest profession can only rely on healing and magic barriers to wear down the opponent to death?'

Although the old man kept saying that Gordo still had a trump card that he had not used yet, judging from the current situation, the battle was tilted towards the gryphon.

Those unreasonable slaps and smashes have forced Gordo into a situation where there is no way to retreat, no way to hide, and no way to fight. Unless the gryphon is exhausted at this time, Gordo will be unable to fight back.

Looking at the unoptimistic battle situation, I sighed worriedly, turned to Yang Gao, and asked, "Do you think Gordo is capable of making a comeback?"

Yang Jiu's expression had just softened, but the trembling in his body was still there. He swallowed and said dryly: "Y-should be able to do it."

"Oh?" I suddenly felt more confident and couldn't help asking: "How can you see it?"

Yang Jiu looked ugly, paused, and said, "I guess."

I was speechless for a moment.

Taylor laughed loudly on the side, and the wine he laughed spilled on his robe. After laughing, he took a breath and said: "He knows better than you, you bastard!"

I rolled my eyes and said angrily, "How do you say this?"

Taylor wiped his mouth and said: "If you don't have confidence in your teammates, what else do you do as president?"

I curled my lips and muttered: "It's okay if it's an ordinary monster. This monster is so powerful. As the captain, can I not worry?"

"That's your fault." Taylor said seriously: "There are no fools or reckless men among your men. Since you dare to ask for a battle, it shows that you have enough confidence. Even if you can't defeat, you can still run away. Since the team members themselves We all have confidence, but you, the president, are so fussy?"

After that, he picked up the wine bag, drank a few big sips, wiped his mouth, stretched out his hand, and said, "Bring another bag."

I put away the old wine bag and gave him a new wine bag. I continued to look at the increasingly unfavorable battle situation with worry, wondering if I should go up and intervene. Although two against one is not glorious, it is safe. Besides, who said this battle must be one-on-one?

After hesitating in my mind for a while, I made up my mind that I couldn't let the situation continue to be unfavorable. At worst, it didn't matter if Gordo complained a few words after the battle. It was better than losing a strong team member.

With his legs slightly bent, he was about to rush into the field and strike across the field. At this moment, the Odachi sank in his hand, and it seemed to be more than twice as heavy as before.

I was stunned and couldn't help but think to myself: "What the hell are you doing?"

Odachi said leisurely: "Are you in a hurry?"

"Are you not in a hurry? The current war situation is so unfavorable. If I don't go up, I'm afraid Godot will be in trouble."

"Tsk tsk tsk" Odachi made a joking sound. When I was slightly angry, it said leisurely: "The old man is right, you really underestimate your own team members."

I was stunned and puzzled: "Where did you come from?"

Odachi said: "Look at that guy's movements. Does it look like he is struggling?"

Hearing this, I concentrated on Godot.

At first glance, it was immediately clear that I was impatient.

At this moment, Godot, who was more than ten meters away from me, was singing rapidly, but his whole body was as tall as a green pine, unyielding.

This is not a miserable look of being suppressed by hard work, it is simply a calm and calm response to the challenge.

Moreover, the magic barrier that has been under attack is also cracked but not broken. It is still standing firm. No matter how you slap and scratch it, I will not collapse.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Taylor chuckled: "Do you understand?"

I nodded: "I understand."

Yang Gao on the side asked tremblingly: "Do you understand what?"

I laugh while saying nothing.

He looked confused and continued to tremble.

The gryphon was unhappy.

Of course it was not happy. It had always been king and dominated, but when it suddenly encountered such a rotten meat that could not be beaten to death, its mood was simply worse than eating expired rotten meat.

As a result, it became even more violent. Not only did it slap harder, but its movements also expanded.

As the range of motion increases, the frequency of tapping becomes lower. When the frequency is lower, more time is left for Gordo.

Gordo, who was once the president of the Adventurer's Guild, has much more experience in combat than I do, so naturally he would not miss such a good opportunity to fight.

So, he suddenly withdrew, and jumped out of the gryphon's attack range just a second before the giant claw struck.

At the same time, he clenched his fists with both hands, and the power of transformation gathered on his fists at a rapid speed, forming two balls of light in a few breaths.

At the same time that the light ball was formed, the magic barrier also lost the support of magic and was smashed into powder by the griffin's heavy claws, scattering white light all over the ground.

At the moment when the magic barrier was broken, I saw the gryphon's eagle face actually showing a feeling of joy.

Immediately, the hawk's eyes flashed fiercely, and he waved his giant claw again and slapped Gordo.

Gordo, who clenched his fists, did not dodge or dodge, his gaze was directed towards the giant paw being photographed, his eyes full of perseverance.

Standing on the sidelines watching the battle, I couldn't help but shed a cold sweat. What was Gordo going to do?

Why not open the magic barrier to slightly resist the slap of the giant claw?

Is he planning to survive in danger?

At the cost of taking a hard blow, find the gap in the gryphon and retaliate with a more violent attack?

If this is the case, I have to ask: Gordo, why do you think your body can withstand the gryphon's overwhelming blow?

Is it just the two groups of white light gathered on your hands?

But the white light will only protect your hands and wrists, but it won't have time to protect your arms or body.

Faced with such a powerful blow, even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will definitely be severely injured, or even cause irreparable trauma!

If we get to this situation, how should I face Billy?