My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 114 Bottom-up attack

The wild boar evil creature only had time to swing its head to pass the arrow that was shot at its head. The arrowhead pierced the tough skin and hit the bone before being bounced away.

This small wound is innocuous to it, only the skin on the arrow where the golden light shines is melted a little.

Of course, the wound was not the reason for the monster's howl. The other two arrows shot through the eyes on the monster's belly and disappeared entirely.

The body of a creature is fragile. I don’t know if this evil thing is also the same, but the arrows with added materials obviously hurt it badly.

The monster was wrapped in gray-white spiritual armor and rushed madly towards the tower where Crown was.Its eyes have a wide field of vision and can capture arrows wherever they come from.

This layer of armor seems to be very thick, with many twisted pale shadows inside.

The moment Croun opened his bow and fired the arrow, he picked up three arrows again. This time he aimed at the cultist behind the evil object. The lucky audience he chose was the cultist who was suspected to be the leader riding a white wolf and him. The two wolf cavalrymen next to them.

The priest and Geralt are both second-level transcendent beings. They failed to save this evil thing last time. It is at least a second-level transcendent.

Crown's attack was of a lottery nature, so he glanced at it and saw that the evil thing was wearing spiritual armor, so he switched to the next target.

Accompanied by the wild boar's evil howl, three white streams of light arrived in front of the cultists' eyes.

The leader of the cult who was riding a white wolf had a very keen intuition. When Crown's arrow just left the string, he seemed to be aware of it and looked here.

The distance between the two sides was very close, and the speed of the arrow was so fast that he didn't have much time to react.

He turned his head and pulled out his scimitar and sent the arrow away, but it was too late to alert his comrades around him.

The two cultists were holding the reins and commanding the giant wolf to increase its speed and start running. The arrow hit the center of the eyebrow and came out from the back of the head. The force attached to the arrow made the two of them fall off their mounts.

The cult leader's eyes were split open. He clamped the wolf's belly between his legs, suddenly pulled out his javelin, leaned back slightly and threw it to fight back.

After observing that the enemy had dodged the attack, Crown understood that he had met a master. He dodged to the side to pass the javelin attack. Without stopping, he opened his bow and arrows again to attack other cultists.

Because he was on guard, he easily dodged the javelin thrown by the leader, but the three cultists were hit by arrows in the head and fell from the wargs.

Unless these people are watching his movements, it will be difficult to avoid his cold arrows.

He understood that he must get rid of as many of these wolf cavalry as possible now, otherwise, later, several of these second-level transcendent beings would participate in the battle to surround and kill the evil creatures, and many ordinary people in the camp would surely suffer heavy casualties.

The lips are dead and the teeth are cold. Without ordinary people providing enough light of faith, the magic circle will not have enough power to operate, and the holy fire may be extinguished.

Without the holy fire to dispel the gray fog at night, the extraordinary beings might not be able to hold on for long.

Crown leaped from the tower onto an adjacent rooftop.

The enemy was approaching, and the wild boar was about to rush to the edge of the wall, followed closely by the cultist wolf cavalry who was already running.If he continues to stand here, he will surely withstand the enemy's concentrated fire.

The javelins carried by these people were not just decorations. He saw many ordinary people who were hiding behind the wall and firing crossbows. Their javelins hit their skulls and their skulls were penetrated.

The cult leader riding a white wolf yelled something and pointed at the tower where Croun originally stood.

When he found that the person who had fired the cold arrow was nowhere to be found, he cursed angrily.

The leader shouted in a long voice, and all the wolf cavalry began to throw javelins. Guns rained from the sky, and a large number of ordinary people were injured by the thrown javelins.

When Nick saw the wild boar running wildly after Crown's arrow was successful, he immediately raised his weapon.The shield and flail in his hand glowed with red light.

At the same time, flame patterns lit up on his armor, and a faint flame fluorescence enveloped his whole body.

At this moment, he was like an armored war god burning with flames.

Immediately afterwards, the priest jumped down from the tower and waved his flail to intercept the advancing evil thing.I saw the head of the evil boar swinging flexibly to the side to avoid being hit by the iron ball on the flail. At the same time, it hit the man with its head and attacked the man who fell from the sky.

The priest swung his shield and hit the evil creature on its head, and the flail hit its back, breaking a bone spur.

The location where the evil creature's head was attacked emits a wave of water-like ripples, neutralizing the attack.

Although Nick had the blessing of falling gravity, the difference in tonnage between the two was too great. After the collision, the priest was thrown back at a faster speed, flew over the wall, and fell right onto the roof where Kroun was standing.

The wild boar's huge body hit the wall hard, and a gap was opened in the wall made of two rows of thick wooden piles.

It swung its head from side to side, opening the gap wider, and then jumped in, charging like a bulldozer.

The wooden huts in the camp were like paper toys, and he quickly dismantled them to pieces.

The wolf cavalry behind the evil thing poured into the camp like a tide, and a fierce hand-to-hand battle began.

"I'll hold it back as long as possible. You kill the cultists first." Nick said in a low voice, picked up the weapon again, jumped down, and used his attack to attract the attention of the 'wild boar'.

His body seemed so small in front of the evil creature, but he used his shield and flail to contain its crazy attacks.

You have to be quick, the priest can't hold on for long. Crown keeps moving on various rooftops, constantly bending his bow and shooting arrows.

Like a ruthless and precise machine, he rarely misses an arrow.

Soon, the wolf cavalry dispersed into the building complex, and the bow and arrow lost their effect. He threw away the longbow and quiver, drew his sword, jumped down, and continued to kill the wolf cavalry.

Two cultists rushed over on wargs, raising their scimitars and baring their teeth with cruel sneers on their faces.

The warg at the front jumped up high and wanted to bite the neck of the person in front.

Crown rushed forward, ducking to avoid the bite of the warg and the scimitar wielded by the enemy.

He raised his sword and thrust forward, pouring life into the weapon. The sharp blade with fire element damage penetrated into the belly of the wolf, pierced through its spine and continued upward.

He was very particular about the position and angle of his thrust. From this position, there was a high probability that he would be able to penetrate the Wolf Cavalry's anus.

The cultists only wore simple leather armor, how could they possibly defend themselves against such an attack!

The sharp blade continued upward, piercing the Wolf Cavalry's buttocks and stabbing into his abdominal cavity.

Crown grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and pushed the entire sword in.The blade of the sword was originally horizontal, but he twisted it and it became vertical.

Under the superposition of the two rushing speeds, the lower bodies of the warg and the wolf cavalry were disemboweled.

The momentum continued, and Crown stepped on the wall of the wooden house, swinging the weapon accurately and powerfully. The head and body of the wolf cavalry behind him said goodbye.

The warg was still charging forward, and blood spurted out more than a meter high from the neck of the knight sitting on it, and his body fell backwards.

Crown continued to move forward, looking for the enemy.

The strength of these wolf cavalry is only at the first level, but all enemies are not his enemies. He constantly harvests the lives of cultists.

He jumped out of the corner of the wooden house lightly, ready to search for the next enemy.

A scimitar radiating cold light came out from the blind area of ​​vision and struck at his head. The blade was blue, obviously quenched with poison.

Two silver-blue flowers reflected in Crown's eyes.

(End of this chapter)