Dark clouds covered the sun, and the avalanche caused a thunderous roar.
"They're dead meat."
"I never thought that Roddy would die in our hands …"
"If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse. His Majesty Augustine mobilized 300 precious Blood Crows for this operation. You know what that means."
"Wait, the avalanche isn't over yet."
At the peak of Mount Kars, four figures strode to the edge of the cliff and looked down at the campsite that had completely disappeared. Their words carried a hint of mockery and pride.
Among the four of them, only one was a pure necromancer. The other three were 'spies' who hid in Eiferta's territory and disguised as humans. Just now, they had cast spell scrolls at different locations at the same time and used the impact of the explosion to create this avalanche, completely destroying Roddy's campsite.
Simple, effective, and thorough.
Under this scale of avalanche, individual strength was completely useless. So what if they were a team of more than 200 people? So what if they were elite knights? They could all be solved once and for all.
The rising snow fog from the mountainside gradually disappeared. The only necromancer in the team raised his hand and released a spell. A dark green ball of light illuminated everything below clearly … The original path on the mountainside had completely disappeared. Even the terrain had changed. The dozens of tents from before were also nowhere to be seen.
"Go down and take a look. After confirming it, send a confirmation letter to Baron Belom. It's done, and everyone will have made a great contribution."
The one who spoke was the necromancer. His greyish-white eyes stared at the bottom of the cliff. He was secretly delighted. However, just as he turned around and was about to leave, an indescribable sense of danger suddenly emerged in his heart …
"Something's not right …"
As soon as he said that, a golden light suddenly bloomed in front of the four of them.
"Damn it … It's the Holy Light Spell!"
The Holy Light Spell that had a restraining effect on the undead immediately caused the undead with human appearances to emit smoke. They weren't magic professions, but they had decent close combat strength. Now that they were suddenly ambushed, they all reached for the machete and longsword at their waist.
"Who is it!?"
"What's going on?"
Amidst the dazed shouts, the light dimmed. The necromancer who was already holding his magic wand had a gloomy expression. A bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart. But the situation was critical, so he didn't have much time to think. He raised his hand and immediately released the "Bone Shield".
However, as soon as he finished conjuring the spell, he felt the bone shield in front of him suddenly shake. With a muffled cracking sound, a large amount of greyish-white bone fragments flew out in front of his eyes.
The arrow that was knocked away fell to the ground, and the second arrow followed closely behind, directly nailing into the bone shield, creating a crack on it with a "pa" sound!
His expression changed drastically. He immediately canceled the Bone Spear Art he was about to counterattack and raised his hand to release Gloomy Illumination. He tried to locate the enemy and shouted, "Don't run around! Stop them! "
The three of them immediately gathered together. Under the dim light, they could vaguely see a figure in the distance …
"Kill him! Be careful of the other shooter!"
The necromancer was the backbone of the team. He raised his hand to release the Bone Spear Art. The white bone spear flew towards the figure, and immediately triggered a golden light curtain and was directly bounced off.
After the "Holy Shield" was triggered, the faint light reflected Akasha's cold expression. She bit her lips slightly as if she was desperately trying to suppress some kind of emotion. Then, she raised her arm and frantically released the "Punishment Spell" towards the opponent!
Beams of light fell one after another. It seemed to be frightening, but in fact, there was no power to speak of. One of the undead team immediately stepped forward and was ready to attack. But just after he took two steps, an arrow seemed to have eyes and attacked from the shadows …
"Puff!"
As the light scattered, the cold arrow penetrated his chest. But this guy stood steadily after taking a step back, and then reached out to pull the arrow out —
"Bow and arrow? Ha … Child's play. "
The body of the undead was extremely immune to arrows. Even if the head was shot, as long as it was not a vital part of the brain, they would basically not lose the ability to move. So, it was not a bluff that he ignored the threat of the arrow at this time …
But then, Akasha hit him again with the "Punishment Spell" that did not hurt or tickle.
The power of the Holy Light burned a big hole in his face. This kind of injury was not fatal, but it completely enraged him. This guy roared and rushed towards Akasha. He did not care about the three arrows that hit him one after another, and directly rushed to within ten meters of Akasha!
His companions behind him also took advantage of the momentum and followed. The necromancer even raised the magic wand in his hand, ready to immediately eliminate the threat of Akasha …
Their sneak attack failed and they were surrounded instead. This was entirely because Akasha and Nata did not have any tacit understanding with each other, causing them to lose the best opportunity to attack from the beginning!
According to her previous battle habits, Akasha would first cast a shield, buff, and a series of support skills before considering to personally participate in the attack. However, today's "sneak attack" was because of her messy attack … The Wood Elf who rarely spoke understood how low level her mistake was. She cursed under her breath, "Stupid." She had no choice but to pull out the dagger from her waist and was forced to face the enemy head-on.
The expressions on the two women's faces were a little fierce at this moment. Natha was angered by Akasha, and Akasha … was angered by Roddy two hours ago!
Let's not talk about the specific reason for the time being, because the enemy had already rushed in front of the two. But when the undead raised his scimitar with all his strength, a black shadow silently swung over from the side!
"Clang —"
In the sound of metal colliding, the scimitar that was swung down was actually bounced off by a great force. The sound of the web between the thumb and forefinger was torn, and the forearm fracture made the undead look shocked.
"This is …"
He raised his left hand to block, but only saw a black stick in his field of vision getting bigger and bigger, and bigger and bigger …
"Bang!"
The headless corpse flew back under the huge momentum, and the two undead behind were completely frightened by the splashing brain matter. They instinctively stopped in their tracks, only to find that the figure that suddenly appeared had already rushed in front of them —
Roddy held the weapon in his hand tightly with one hand, and without any technical content, he swung it at the undead …
There was no starting gesture, no so-called power block. With the support of 358 points of strength, the pure metal circular stick in his hand was swung like a tiger. The two undead could resist the "Punishment Spell", they could resist Natha's arrows, but facing this black stick, they completely had no way of defending.
"Bang!" The two of them were sent flying.
The crisp sound of bones breaking reverberated in the air. Without looking at the screaming figure, Roddy activated "Leap", and his figure appeared three meters in front of the last undead mage as if he had teleported. He raised his hand and swung the iron stick in his hand …
Just smashing, smashing without any rhyme or reason.
The iron stick seemed to be only a meter long and didn't look like a regular weapon at all. However, the moment he swung it, a faint light formed a long chain that instantly appeared at the top of the iron stick. With shocking strength, it suddenly whipped on the bone shield that was already full of cracks in front of the undead mage —
"Bam!"
The shield, magic wand, left arm, and shoulder blade all shattered.
Until Roddy stopped and reached out to grab the undead mage's throat, the other two undead that were sent flying finally landed on the ground …
Natha raised her bow and Akasha raised her hand. Before the two of them had the chance to 'support', the battle had already ended. Facing such a scene, Natha silently put away her bow and stood by the side in silence. Akasha clenched her small hands tightly like a child who had done something wrong, trembling and standing there motionlessly.
Roddy ignored them and placed the black iron stick on his back. Then, he lifted the emaciated man in front of him with one hand and said in a low voice. "You want to kill me with just the four of you? You guys sure are confident. "
The other party still wanted to resist. Rody raised his fist and smashed the mouth of the other party who was silently chanting. He then stretched out his hand and dragged the other party to a slightly flat rock at the side. He calmly said, "Come, I need you to help me write a letter to Belom."
The undead mage struggled with all his might. Roddy looked at him expressionlessly and without a word, he landed three punches on the undead mage's body, causing the undead mage's body to droop instantly.
After a week of painstaking investigation, three consecutive days of planning and deducing, and 30 minutes of team movement, Roddy had completely grasped the undead mage's every move. He even knew how many Blood Crows were in this area!
These guys thought that they had eliminated Roddy, but they didn't know that Roddy wanted to make use of this operation … to completely disappear from everyone's sight.
"You don't want to write? It's okay, we have a lot of things to discuss … "Roddy turned his head and waved his hand." Akasha, the ring. "
Akasha was stunned for a moment, then she came to Roddy's side with slightly trembling steps. She glanced at the undead that was no longer human, activated the ring, and pressed it against the undead mage's head …
The undead who had suffered greatly shook his body frantically and opened his mouth to cry, but because his jaw and teeth were all broken, he couldn't speak at all …
*****
Ten minutes later, a letter reporting "Roddy and all accompanying soldiers have died in battle" was successfully stuffed onto the leg of the Blood Crow, and then it flew straight towards the Gondola Mountain Range in the west.
The three people who had completed their mission were now ready to leave.
"That Blood Crow …"
"It didn't enter the scouting state, so everything that happened just now wouldn't be detected by the enemy."
Roddy stopped Natha's question, then glanced at the Priest who didn't dare to raise his head. "Akasha."
She, who was wearing a cloak, clenched her fists tightly and lowered her head in silence.
"Why didn't you cooperate with Natha in the battle plan that I made before?"
Akasha didn't speak, her long hair covered her eyes, so that Roddy couldn't see her expression.
Roddy hated the scene of the plan being disrupted the most. It was reasonable to say that he should reprimand Akasha at this time, but when he thought of the scene that happened before he came to the top of the mountain, he opened his mouth, but in the end, no words came out.
After half a minute, the complex emotions in Roddy's eyes gradually calmed down. He hesitated for a moment, as if he had made a decision. He raised his hand, loosened the belt on Akasha's cloak, and then patted her shoulder …
"If you're afraid of the dark, open the ring."
"Drip."
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