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Seeing that Kuck was in danger, Lucas did not hesitate to throw the triangular sword in his hand towards the mage. The mage did not even look back. With a wave of his hand, a shield of light blocked the triangular sword that could pierce through heavy armor. It fell to the ground with a clang. Lucas jumped out of the circle and took out the short bow on his back. At this moment, Sarah had already pounced.
Her soft sword slashed down like a snake, going straight for the mage's ankle. Her whole body was curled up and pressed very low. This kind of attack was disadvantageous on the battlefield, but it was even more difficult to deal with in a fight.
The mage frowned and pointed his finger down. A white bullet of light flew out and hit Sarah's soft sword. Sarah felt the hand holding the sword instantly burn and could almost smell the smell of burning skin.
Bang!
Kuck fell heavily to the ground. Even Salin, who was far away, could hear the sound of his bones breaking. He pounced with all his strength, falling even harder than a freefall.
A streak of black light pierced through the mage's chest. It was Lucas' arrow. Lucas was afraid that he would kill Kuck, so he drew his bow continuously and shot nine arrows in a row. The mage's white robe flashed continuously. With each arrow, he took half a step back, but not a single arrow hit his white robe.
Lucas withdrew, and the situation in Cang Hong immediately became dangerous. The last spear swordsman was obviously the leader of the team. He wore magic armor and sometimes did not dodge the whip. Sparks flew, but it did not harm his body at all. The spear swordsman's spear went wild, and two deep marks appeared on his exquisite metal armor.
Pino was already injured. He had taken all four waves of arrows, two of which were accompanied by explosions. His face was full of scratches, and a metal arrow was embedded in his leather armor. In terms of defense, he was not as good as Salin. He only avoided the most fatal attacks by relying on his agility. In a situation where the enemy Archer couldn't aim properly, they were still able to deal such damage. If Lucas hadn't wasted two of his Iron Eagle Feathers to counterattack, he probably would've been suppressed.
The divine light broke through the fog, and the figure of the mage appeared in front of Salin. First-level magic was no match for advanced magic. He had known this for a long time. But now that a mage had made his move, the opponent would not be able to launch a sneak attack. The outcome of the battle was already decided.
Salin's magic destroyed the use of the enemy's archers and killed two Thieves. Shika even directly smashed the enemy's heavy armored Swordsman to death. Otherwise, if they attacked from the front and back, and ambushed from the side, Cang Hong's team would be in danger.
Shika, this little woman, was really fierce. Salin felt a chill in his heart when he saw the hair on the huge stick in her hand. The one at the back was a heavy armored swordsman. His helmet was made of fine steel. Unless he smashed it with a rod, it would be impossible for his hair to stick on it.
Shika herself did not feel that there was anything wrong with it. She held the stick and stood guard by Salin's side. In her heart, Salin's position was equivalent to that of a priest in the village. Protecting the priests was something every Caucasian knew when they were born. Besides, she still owed Salin a few hundred gold coins. If anyone dared to touch Salin, she would smash that person's head with a stick.
This was the mentality of the Caucasians. They were afraid that their creditors would die.
Pino silently bandaged his wound. Salin took off the metal canteen and handed it over.
"This is the Healing Water. Your wound is poisoned. Wash it." Salin saw that Pino's flesh had turned black and purple. He could not stand by and watch.
"Thank you." Pino gritted his teeth and took the canteen. He now knew that Salin had purposely placed him in the middle of the Mist to attract the enemy's firepower. But he could not be resentful. Even if Cang Hong was in his place, she would have handled it the same way. No mercenary team would be so stupid to let a Magician block the enemy's archers.
As long as the Magician was alive, a team would always have a chance to turn the tables.
In fact, Salin's Water of Recovery was much better than healing potions. It might have a slow effect on internal injuries, but after washing it, the poison that had just entered Pino's skin was cleansed.
Sarah keenly rushed towards Cang Hong. Cang Hong dodged to the side, and Sarah had already switched her sword to her left hand and attacked. Cang Hong used her whip to pull back the injured Kuck.
In less than ten seconds, the Blue Falcon Mercenary Team's skillful cooperation was displayed.
"Stop!" The mage shouted, unable to retreat any further. But no one stopped. They had already killed eight people. Were they going to start a new relationship with them? The enemy had ambushed an assassin. They did not have good intentions in the first place.
"I'm from the Holy See. What happened today was an accident," the mage shouted helplessly. He was stronger than his opponents, but without cooperation, offensive magic was not magic. One person could not kill all of them.
Salin's pupils contracted. He asked in a low voice, "Sicar, did you kill the mage behind us?"
"Yes, he really can't take a hit. One stick and he turned into dough." Sicar shrugged, as if he had just stepped on an ant. The Caucasians liked Magicians, but that did not mean they liked Mages. The Holy See would infiltrate the Caucasians whenever they had time, saying they wanted to spread the glory of God. In the past few years, two or three large tribes had been controlled by the Holy See. The Caucasians there had already fallen and forgotten what dignity was.
"Humph." Salin snorted and glanced at Pino. Seeing Pino's hesitation, he knew that the Grey Falcon mercenary group did not want to offend the Holy See directly. But Sicar had already killed a mage. Who could guarantee that the unlucky guy was not from the Holy See?
Pino felt the air around him grow colder. He awkwardly handed the metal kettle back. Salin did not take it. Instead, he took a few steps forward and said to Cang Hong, "Leave the swordsman to me. If you still want to do the mission, kill this guy. There's no turning back. "
Cang Hong gritted his teeth and nodded. He also knew that the dead mage was probably related to the Holy See. Since he had already done it, it was too late to regret. Unless he could kill Salin and Sicar as well. Now it seemed that these two guys were more powerful than he had imagined. Two of his men were injured. There was no reason to turn against Salin.
Hearing the mage speak, fear appeared in the mage's eyes. But Salin did not even look at him. He began to prepare a spell. In the battle just now, Salin did not even use one-tenth of his magic string. But now he had to prepare a level-two spell, so he only had one chance. That spear swordsman was wearing magic armor. A level-two spell might not work.
Usually, a level-one mage could only learn one level-two spell. And after one use, the magic string would be used up. Salin's magic string was a little strange. It was almost twice as many as a mage of the same level. Without using any magic string, Salin could cast two level-two spells in a row.
A level-two spell was completely different from a level-one spell in terms of range and power. Salin was not familiar with level-two spells. He had to use hand gestures and incantations to cast them. The opposing spear swordsman panicked. But he was entangled by Sala's soft sword. He could not attack, nor could he run.
With a low and muffled incantation, a white mark appeared between Salin's hands. The mark instantly stretched and broke through the air, heading straight for the spear swordsman's chest. The spear swordsman stabbed forward with his spear, bursting with red light.
He put his life on the line and forced all the Sword Qi that he had just cultivated into his weapon. This attack was like a self-mutilating move. Even if he could block Salin's magic attack, he would still be seriously injured. He still had hope. If the mage could take care of things, it would not matter if he got hurt.
But his hope was shattered. Seeing Salin attack, Sala immediately gave up on him. She did not even have the intention to attack. Instead, she turned and went straight for the mage.
The white mark was an ice arrow. Ice arrows and icicles attacked in the same way, but their power and range were incomparable. The spear swordsman's spear froze in an instant. After blocking Salin's attack, even the blood in his arms almost froze. After all, he was only a junior swordsman. If he was a saint swordsman, he would have broken Salin's magic with a single stab.
Seeing Salin attack, Sicca jumped more than ten meters away. In two or three steps, she reached the spear swordsman and hit him with her stick.
Her stick was thick in the front and thin in the back. It was heavier than a war hammer on the battlefield. The spear swordsman had just caught his breath when Sicca's stick was already in front of him. Unable to dodge, he could only raise his spear to block.
He still felt lucky. The enemy was a short girl. Although the stick was thick, it was probably just for show.
Crack! The steel spear was broken into three pieces by Sicca's stick. The stick landed heavily on the spear swordsman's shoulder. Sicca was shocked herself. It turned out that Salin's ice arrow had already frozen the metal of the spear swordsman. No matter how strong the opponent was, he would not be able to defend against her stick.
It was another bloody scene. Salin shook his head. Sicca was a delicate beauty. Her fighting style was too bloody. But she did not feel it. She wiped the blood on the opponent's body and returned to Salin's side.
The people of the Blue Falcon Mercenary Group no longer had any scruples. Even Kuck, whose right arm was broken, attacked the mage. If this matter was spread, everyone would be dead. The Holy Church's Inquisition was not to be trifled with. It was full of madmen. Thinking about the legends about the Inquisition, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
The only way out was to kill them.
The mage's face turned ferocious. Seeing that the opponent's mage had put him in a dead end with one sentence, he knew he could not escape. He suddenly knelt down. Salin was shocked. What was he doing? Begging for mercy?
The light on the mage's body suddenly became brighter. The light fell on everyone's body, stinging them and making them unable to open their eyes. He started to chant a prayer. "Believer, don't panic …"
Cang Hong's heart turned cold. The opponent was inviting a god! Inviting a god was a common name. In the Holy Church, it was called the Descend Spell. It could instantly increase a mage's strength by several times. Of course, after inviting a god, the mage's fate was very miserable. Normally, no mage would do this unless they were fanatics.
Not everyone could use the Descend Spell. The ones who could use it had to be the clergy of the Holy Church. Also, they had to be at least a level one priest to be able to use the Descend Spell. If a level one priest had an official position, he or she would at least own a cathedral and have at least thousands of followers.
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