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Chapter 469 Mage Knight and Rabbit

Atrimisia is just a slave, and unlike Norman and the others who became half-way slaves, this is a person who is born a slave because of blood relationship.For such a slave, you naturally can't expect her to learn any fighting skills. Herding cattle and sheep is her job, which can also be seen from her current actions.

Although the turtle man's wooden club was blown away with a stick, and although Atrimisia was waving the white stick to guard Norman very tightly, no one around them could approach them, but with Norman's eyes It was obvious at a glance that Atrimisia couldn't fight.

She didn't have any tricks in her shots, and she was fighting wildly, relying entirely on instinct to fight, but she was very strong and fast, so she was able to protect Norman and prevent others from hurting Norman.This point is similar to those orcs who attacked, because those orcs and barbarians don't seem to know how to fight, but they only rely on their strength to fight against these professionally trained fighters. In a group, and also faintly gained the upper hand.

But when did Atrimisia have such strength and speed?
After Norman took a look, a question arose in his heart.

He remembered very clearly that Atrimisia, a descendant of the demon race, was no different from ordinary people except that she was a little taller. The sudden strange power and speed were really inexplicable.But for Norman now, these are not important, all he wants to do now is to calm down the current battle situation.

Norman yelled twice again according to his previous words, but no one at the scene paid attention to him. Obviously, simple words could not calm down these people at the scene.

Norman also knew that the result would be like this - even if the Son of God was here, he might not be able to stop these people with just a few words, let alone a slave who is so soft-spoken like him?
If words are not enough, it can only be resorted to force.

Although Norman's body is sealed now, and his mental power has become a strange state, the magic power is still there.

He recited in his mouth.

Compared with those high-level spells, this spell is not long, and it was quickly recited under Norman's quick-casting skills.

The two orcs not far in front of Norman were waving the wooden sticks in their hands vigorously, so powerful that the surrounding soldiers couldn't get close at all.But suddenly, the movements of the two orcs slowed down, their expressions were complicated, and they struggled and entangled endlessly in bewilderment and panic.

How could the two warriors around miss such a good opportunity, go straight up and slash several times with stabs and slashes, and cut the two orcs bloody with two blows.

The effect of the spell was good, but there was no joy in Norman's eyes. Instead, he frowned, and a look of shock flashed through his eyes.

That was not the spell he cast.

He originally wanted to cast a level 5 spell to disperse weapons to temporarily stabilize the chaos on the scene, but to Norman's surprise, he read out the formula smoothly, but the majestic magic power in his meditation space Zhihai didn't radiate magic power accordingly like the normal procedure.

The sea of ​​magic power was calm and calm, and his spell formula lacked the support of magic power, so naturally it would not have any effect, and the spell casting failed.And the reason why the two orcs suddenly lost their minds was that another spell was cast on them.

It was the spiritual spell cast by the mysterious mage behind them, and combined with the mage's spellcasting habits, Norman could almost guess the name of the spell.

2nd-level spell, distracting words.

Of course, what kind of spell this is is not the point, the point is why Norman failed to cast the spell.

Norman tried again, this time specifically selecting a lower-level 3rd-level spell for experimentation, but it also ended in failure.But this time, under Norman's careful observation, he finally knew why he failed to cast the spell.

The reason should lie in his mental strength.

In the past, when he cast spells, his mental power pulled the magic power to cooperate with the formula, so that he could cast the spell smoothly, but when he cast the spell this time, his mental power that had become an oval was like a dead object, motionless.Without the traction of spiritual power, the magic power will naturally not move, which should be the reason why he failed to cast the spell.

The traditional magic world has always believed that the completion of a complete spell is completed by the combination of god belief, magic power, and spells. Norman broke this law, and he also knew that the dragons also did not abide by this law.In the eyes of Norman and the Dragon Clan, a complete spell can be completed by the combination of magic power and spells, but now it seems that his cognition is still wrong.

Spells do seem to be composed of three elements, but those three elements should be spiritual power, magic power, and spells, not belief in gods, magic power, and spells...

Norman was thinking about it here, and the battle would not stop because of his thinking, and it was still going on fiercely.

From the point of view of overall strength, those incoming alien races had the upper hand.

Whether it is those orcs or barbarians, all of them are strong and strong. Although their weapons are not weapons, they fight completely by instinct without any tricks. Even though they were fewer in number than Norman and the others, they were still fighting against these fighters, and the human fighters fell one by one.

From a one-on-one point of view, only three knights on Norman's side are the opponents of these alien races.Among them, the two knights other than Twain were about as strong as the opponent who just picked one out. Twain was better than the average level of those alien races, but the barbarian with the dung fork on the other side was also a good hand, and he entangled Twain. It made Tang En unable to separate his hands to take care of the situation in other places.

If the war situation continues like this, these alien races will undoubtedly win the final victory, but Norman and the others have a mage on their side.

That mage's spellcasting speed is of course very different from Norman's, and the types of spells he masters and the level of spells he casts are even more incomparable - the most advanced spells he has ever cast are level 2 spells, obviously not at a high level — but strangely enough, he kept casting spells.

As an experienced archmage, Norman discovered this soon after he came back to his senses.

From his eyesight, judging from the level of spells chosen by the opponent, spell accuracy, and spell control, this should indeed be a black-robed mage, but even if he is the highest-level black robe among the black robes, he can cast up to two spells. The three second-level spells also consumed all the magic power, but Norman saw that now, excluding the spells he missed when he was in a trance, he had seen at least eight or nine second-level spells cast by this mage!

Such a weird mage has a great influence on the current battle situation.

With the continuous support of the mage in the rear, the human side not only gradually regained its disadvantage, but also gradually gained the upper hand. Especially Tang En, with the support of the mage in the rear, had already eliminated the man in front of him holding a dung fork. The savages were only able to parry.

According to this situation, as long as the mage in the back accurately supports the last two spells, Tang En can kill that barbarian by the sword, and then free up his hands to take care of other places, further expanding his advantages.Looking at Tang En's eyes that were becoming more and more blazing, it was obvious that he thought the same in his heart.

But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes.

Before the magic support from the mysterious mage at the rear arrived, the backcourt support from the opposite side of the alien race came.

"call out!"

The familiar piercing sound that had disappeared for a long time sounded again, and it was louder than all the piercing sounds that had sounded before.

A cold light flashed past in the dark night, so fast that people's eyes couldn't catch it.The arrow-protecting light curtain that originally covered the outside of the camp disappeared at some point. It should be that the time limit for spell energy has expired, and the mage behind has insufficient combat experience, so he hasn't had time to make up for it.

Following this loud sound of piercing through the air, Tang En let out a muffled grunt, and then roared wildly. The big sword in his hand danced crazily, and there was a loud hunting sound, and a faint light could even be seen faintly flickering on the sword body.

This is vindictiveness.

Fighting spirit is the watershed between silver knights and golden knights, and it is also a stumbling block that keeps many knights from senior knights for a lifetime.And Tang En, the Silver Knight, suddenly broke through to the level of the Golden Knight!
The dung fork in the hand of the barbarian in front of him who had been wrestling with him for a long time couldn't support the next round of Tang En's fighting spirit, and was cut off directly, leaving only an arm-long pole to hold on to. hands.

That barbarian is not a dead-headed man, seeing the situation in front of him, he just rolls away like a lazy donkey without saying a word, without the slightest sense of mastery - in fact, he has never been a master However, Norman even suspected that he was just a farmer.

After the barbarian rolled away, Tang En, who suddenly broke through to the Golden Knight, didn't stop, and ran towards a tiger-headed man on his left side like a wolf like a tiger. With a simple slash of the sword in his hand, that The tiger-headed man raised the wooden stick in his hand and subconsciously blocked it.

The wooden sticks in their hands are not simple wooden sticks, but wooden sticks made of a tree trunk called Sanqiu in the depths of the nearby dense forest. It is very hard and can resist ordinary swords. This is what they hold The reason why the wooden stick dared to rush over and fight these warriors with swords.

The wooden sticks made of three-ball wood trunks in their hands withstood many swords and swords in the battle just now. Although the tiger head man saw Tang En's menacing approach, he thought how could the wooden sticks in his hands be able to withstand it?But what he didn't expect was that under the radiant sword light in Tang En's hand, he didn't even feel the feeling of a heavy object hitting, and the wooden stick in his hand was cut into two neatly.

The sword in Tang En's hand fell without hindrance, and slashed in from the tiger-headed man's shoulder.

It has been proven that these orcs have thick skin and thick flesh. If some human fighters present were too weak, they would not be able to cut their weapons into the opponent's flesh. Like paper.

Tang En's sword slashed from the tiger-headed man's left shoulder, pierced through the right rib, and cut the tiger-headed man obliquely in half.Because the speed of swinging the sword was too fast, and the sword enhanced with Dou Qi was too sharp, the tiger-headed man's upper body, which had been severed, didn't even slip down for a while, and was still on his body.And the next moment, as a large amount of blood gushed out from this oblique blood thread on the tiger-headed man, the upper half of the tiger-headed man fell to the ground.

Seeing the miserable state of the tiger-headed man, Norman thought of Arica again, his eyes were a little bewildered.

He was probably the most leisurely one in the audience. Standing here doing nothing but feeling a lot of emotions, no one could hurt him, because Artemisia has been guarding him all the time, and I don’t know if he has been repulsed. How many alien races want to give this Norman a stick.There were also those human warriors, because the battle situation was too chaotic, some of them accidentally extended their swords to their companion, and they were also opened by Atrimesia.

The white wooden stick in her hand is similar to the wooden sticks made of three-ball wood trunks in the hands of those foreign races. They are also extremely hard, not afraid of swords and swords, and even stronger—those three-ball wood sticks After the wooden stick was cut by the sword, there would still be some chisel marks, but the white wooden stick in Atrimisia's hand would not leave any sword marks, and the surface was still smooth after being beaten for a long time. slippery.

In stark contrast to Norman's laid-back attitude was Tang En. He dragged his vindictive sword like a mad dog, biting all over the place, slashing those alien races as soon as he caught them. In a short while, three or four alien races were already present. His men died.

There was another sound of "swoosh" breaking through the air, but the mysterious mage behind had realized that the protective arrow had failed after being reminded by the sound of breaking through the air before, so he quickly cast another one, just in time for this sound. The sound of piercing the air happened before, just in time to block this new arrow.

This arrow was so powerful that it caused the light of the protective arrow to vibrate violently, but it still fell down after all, failing to penetrate.

Support from the rear couldn't get in, and the front line was massacred by Tang En, who was like a god descending. The situation ushered in a huge reversal, and those alien races dared not love to fight anymore.

The savage with the dung fork rolled a little bit just now, and had already rolled to the outside of the camp. Seeing this, he shouted: "Run!"

Those alien races had already lost their morale after being bitten by Tang En, a mad dog, and they were about to retreat. When they heard the boss yelling to run, they immediately turned around and ran towards the way they came from.

Now it was the human's turn to counterattack and catch up, beating the dog in the water, and Atrimisia saw the situation and confirmed that Norman should not be in danger, so she also rushed up.Moreover, she chased very fiercely, and her steps were so fast that she rushed to the first one, and Tang En fell behind her.

Atrimisia followed behind those alien races, bouncing around, waving the white wooden stick in her hand and knocking on those alien races in front, like whack-a-mole, making those alien races scream in pain, It seemed that being beaten by her was very painful.

Norman looked surprised.

Atrimisia has always been quiet, with an expressionless poker face as if the whole family is dead, as if nothing can make her heart fluctuate, but she didn't expect to have such a violent side .

These people arrived at the defensive area outside the camp in a blink of an eye. Those alien races jumped like they did when they came, but Artemisia jumped even harder, like a little rabbit, and continued to follow, beating the front Those aliens continued to scream in pain and couldn't get rid of it.

Tang En didn't chase any more, and stopped after deploying the defense facility.

The soldiers also stopped, and after taking a look at the bouncing tall female slave in front of them, they didn't look any further. Instead, they all turned their gazes to Tang En, with eager gleams in their eyes.

These fighters worshiped the strong most. It could be said that Tang En had reversed and established the situation of the battle by himself this time. He was undoubtedly a great hero in their minds.

Tang En ignored them, but just stood behind the defense, looking at the dark forest in front of him from a distance, without saying a word, like a sculpture.

(End of this chapter)