Under the guidance of Elite Alchemist Ernest, they arrived at the material counter. Abel did not reject his kindness. He did not insist on the principle of fairness. Even if he wanted to line up, no elven alchemist would dare to stand in front of him.
After calling out a few dozen ingredients, Elite Alchemist Ernest had already guessed what kind of potion Abel was going to make. When Abel asked for 60 sets of each ingredient, the elf behind the counter gave a price. At that moment, Abel realized something very awkward.
The magic gold card on him was registered under his human identity. If he used that magic gold card to make a transaction, it would definitely expose his whereabouts. Most importantly, it might expose his current identity. Other than the magic gold card, he didn't have many gold coins on him. Taking out tens of thousands of gold coins from the Horadric Cube at once was too unrealistic. It would be too suspicious if he didn't take out piles of gold coins from his portal bag, but from his chest.
"Can I pay with magic gems?" Abel asked a little embarrassedly.
"Master Bennett, if you don't have money, let me pay for you. Your demonstration today has given me a lot of inspiration!" Said Elite Alchemist Ernest before the elf could say anything.
"Thank you, Elite Alchemist Ernest!" Abel nodded without being too polite.
"Master Bennett, it is my pleasure to pay for you. Actually, with your master badge, you can buy some ingredients on credit. There is a quota every month!" Said Elite Alchemist Ernest as he paid for the ingredients and explained to Abel.
After leaving the Alchemy Union, Abel saw a silver white carriage waiting for him outside. The half-elf coachman Archie was driving the carriage towards him.
Just as Abel was waiting for the carriage to arrive, his head Knight intuition suddenly alerted him. It was a life-threatening warning. He did not even have time to think. He reached his hand into his portal bag, and a magic shield appeared in his left hand.
Although he had many ways to defend himself, he was an elf. The only thing he could use was the combat qi defense that could be used across the entire continent. However, his golden combat qi was too special. If he used it, his identity might be exposed. After all, there were too few people with golden combat qi.
Two carriages that had been waiting by the side suddenly opened, revealing two small ballistae. Each ballista had three pitch-black metal arrows mounted on it.
Abel's magic shield and the opening of the carriage almost happened at the same time. Just when the half-elf coachman Archie realized there was an assassin attacking his master, he did not even have time to scream. The 2 small ballistae were already fired by 4 masked assassins hiding behind them.
The moment the bowstrings were pulled, the six iron arrows were already flying towards Abel with a sharp whistling sound.
Abel had already realized what was attacking him. It was a small ballista. It was a very famous mid-range weapon of the dwarves. Although it was called a small ballista, it still needed a winch to pull the bowstring. It was impossible to pull the bowstring with a human. This also showed how powerful and fast the arrows were.
On the battlefield, these small ballistae were not only used to attack the enemy directly, but also to forcefully nail the arrows on the enemy's wall, forming a ladder of arrows that could be climbed. These weapons were usually used by the military. It was very difficult for them to fall into the hands of an individual, let alone in the hands of a normal mercenary.
As soon as Abel saw the small ballistae, many thoughts flashed through his mind. He made the most direct reaction. He did not use the shield in front of him to block, but threw it in the direction of the arrows. At the same time, he retreated backwards. The Druil's soul awakened the raven and phantom wolf in the monster portal bag.
A loud boom sounded. That was when the iron arrows collided with the magic shield. Although the magic shield had the ability to reduce physical damage, the strength of the iron arrows far exceeded the magic shield's limit. The magic shield was shattered into pieces in an instant.
Abel's body was already touching the wall behind him. There was no way out. His body suddenly twisted strangely. The iron arrows that were affected by the magic shield did not stop after shattering it. Instead, they continued to fly towards him. However, because of his strange twisting, he avoided all the vital parts of his body. The six iron arrows stuck close to his body and pierced into the wall.
Although he managed to avoid being hit in the vitals, his body was still grazed by the iron arrow. It had been a long time since he was injured, and now, a few wounds had opened up on his body. Blood flowed down the wall along with the iron arrow. At the same time, the broken pieces of the magic shield flew towards Abel, who was on the ground. However, these pieces couldn't hurt him at all. His strong body couldn't withstand the attack of the small ballista, but these pieces couldn't hurt him at all.
"Assassin!" Archie, the half-elf coachman, shouted in panic. From his perspective, Abel seemed to have been hit by a few arrows and was lying in a pool of blood.
Abel, who was pressed against the wall, could feel that three of the six iron arrows had brushed past his legs and waist. The other three arrows were completely avoided by him. He felt that the three wounds that brushed past him did not hurt at all. Instead, he felt a numbing sensation spreading from the wounds. His body could not help but fall to the ground.
Those six iron arrows were poisonous! However, he did not have time to treat his wounds. On the two carriages, four masked assassins in black were spinning the winch with all their might, preparing for a second attack.
However, they would never be able to launch a second attack. Five crows suddenly appeared in the air and flew towards the four masked assassins at an extremely fast speed. One of the assassins who was concentrating on turning the winch had one of his eyeballs pecked out by a crow, causing him to let out an uncontrollable scream. The other three assassins hurriedly stopped what they were doing and began to drive the crows closer.
"He is a Druil!" One of the assassins shouted in a low voice.
However, the appearance of the five spirit wolves made the assassins despair. The appearance of the spirit wolves meant that the alchemist they were dealing with was an official Druil. If they had known this earlier, they would not have organized this attack so recklessly.
"Glory to the God of the Dark Moon!" The four masked assassins roared. At the same time, they took out a statue from their chest and put it in their mouth. Their eyes were filled with a kind of fanaticism. They no longer cared about life and death. Their bodies began to emit black flames. The crows in the air that were preparing to attack seemed to be very afraid of the black flames and hurriedly flew up to avoid them.
The four masked assassins did not pay attention to the crows in the sky. Instead, they stared at Abel who was lying on the ground and rushed out of the carriage. The five spirit wolves flashed and arrived beside the four masked assassins. However, the black flames on the four masked assassins made the spirit wolves hesitate.
At this time, Abel's intuition sensed that the black flames on the four masked assassins were very scary. He would be in great danger if he came into contact with it. The crows and spirit wolves that he summoned did not dare to get too close to the black flames, so the four masked assassins rushed towards him without any resistance.
Abel wanted to straighten his body, but his body was not listening to his command. Although there was a large amount of golden combat qi that kept driving the poison out of his body, this poison was like a gangrene attached to the bone. It was difficult to get rid of it, so his body could not move for a while.
I just need some time to move, Abel thought to himself. At the same time, his Druil soul was ready to expose his wizard identity and activate the 'charging bolt' on the skill tree at any time to attack the four masked assassins.
The four masked assassins had rushed to about 10 meters in front of Abel. Abel's Druil soul had already extended his power of the will to the skill tree. Just when he was about to use the 'charging bolt' spell, a giant wolf appeared in front of him. An old elf was sitting on the giant wolf.
"Volcanic Explosion!" It was Master Alfred who was sitting on the giant wolf. At this time, he yelled and pointed his finger in front of the four masked assassins. In a moment, the ground shattered, and countless lava spewed out and buried the four masked assassins.
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