[Ticket, collection …]
Cang Hong didn't think about it anymore. He should've parted ways with Salin when he killed the priest of the Vatican. It was too late to say anything now. He just killed a member of the Red Line Bandits. Since he couldn't stay in Scottinya anymore, he might as well go all out and leave everything to fate.
He took the bladed spear from his back and took a deep breath of the bloody air. He said to Salin, "Mage Merlin, I'll have to trouble Sicar to protect Sarah. I'll protect you. From now on, we'll split the rewards in half."
"Fair enough!" Salin replied as he searched the archer's body for tickets and gold coins.
Cang Hong only had two people left. Their combat abilities were weaker than Salin and Sicar's. Cang Hong's only reliance was the secret of the ruins. What Salin wanted the most was the ruins.
"Do you need a break?" Cang Hong saw Salin use the spell and was afraid that it was just a one-time deal. He had to go all out. If Salin was finished, he would be in trouble too.
"No need. Let's go take a look." Salin held a level-three magic core in his hand. It had been absorbed a few times and didn't have much value anymore. It was about to be scrapped.
A level-three magic core like this was worth 150 gold coins. In just half a day's time, Salin had used up one. One could imagine how much money a mage was.
The battle in the forest was in full swing. This meant that both sides were close in strength. Otherwise, it would've ended without a sound. The group that was being hunted still had such strength even at this stage. It was truly impressive.
The humans were fighting in the territory of the magical beasts. With such a big commotion, the magical beasts nearby all ran away. They didn't want to get involved.
Corpses everywhere!
Salin didn't expect the battle to be so fierce. Every few steps, he saw a corpse. Cang Hong's expression became strange. He bent down and carefully checked a corpse. He said to Salin, "The people of Vulture are all dead. This person was the captain of a hundred-man squad."
"Find the body of the mage!" What Salin was most concerned about was whether the mage hiding in the vulture was dead or not. It would be best if he was dead. No matter who killed him, he would have to take the blame for himself.
"This looks like it." Cang Hong picked up a finger. There were runes on it, and its fingernails were very long.
"Fanatic!" Salin was finally somewhat knowledgeable. This kind of basic knowledge was not inferior to Cang Hong's at all. Many zealots had divine runes all over their bodies, and they wouldn't even let go of their secret places. Perhaps the cultivation of fanatics was not as hard as that of ascetics, but the power of these lunatics was much greater.
"Here too," Shika called out.
Obviously, this fanatic had been dismembered. Body parts were scattered all over the ground, but none of them weighed more than half a kilogram.
"It was done by the regular army." Cang Hong's voice was low, completely inconsistent with his appearance.
"Regular army?" Salin was also surprised. The so-called regular army referred to the troops of the four empires that were loyal to the royal family. The fighting power of the regular army was not something that mercenaries could compare to. The problem was, why would a regular army appear in adventurers' territory? The Swamp of Chaos had no military value, and there was not even a single royal family member's territory.
"Look." Cang Hong peeled off the coat of a corpse, revealing the black armor underneath.
"This is fish scale armor made of fine steel. Apart from the regular army, no one would dare to use it. It would be tantamount to rebellion."
Salin bent down, tore off a piece of cloth, and wiped the blood off the corpse's face. Black hair, black eyes, a slightly ordinary face, a nose not too high, and although his features were a little distorted, one could still see that he was different from the Scottynya people.
"This is someone from the Qinyin Empire!"
"Should we take a detour?" Cang Hong knew that this time, he was involved in more than one trouble. The Vulture Mercenary Group obviously had another mission, and had caught the trail of the Red Line Bandits. And the target of the Red Line Bandits was actually the Qinyin Empire's regular army.
Now that the Vulture Mercenary Group had been killed, it seemed like there was no need for him to continue.
Salin hesitated. The Vulture Mercenary Group's Oracles were all dead. If he quickly turned around, he could temporarily escape the Vatican's pursuit. But then he thought that if he could help the Qinyin Empire's regular army, he wouldn't be alone in the Qinyin Empire.
"Cang Hong, there might not be anything in the ruins, but there are real benefits in front of us."
Cang Hong nodded, and began to search the corpses for money and equipment. For mercenaries, this was something they were used to, and they wouldn't have any psychological resistance.
The Red Line Bandits were rich, and if they could get something good, it would be more practical than exploring the ruins. After all, there might be nothing in the ruins, but the Red Line Bandits would have a lot of tickets on them. Normal bandits wouldn't do this, and the Red Line Bandits could be considered to be unique.
After collecting the loot from the corpses, Sicar placed Sarah between the two corpses and said, "Bear with it, I'll be back in a while."
Sarah nodded. Sicar smeared some blood on Sarah's face, disguised it as a corpse, and walked towards the direction of the intense fighting with Salin and the other two.
It was an empty space in the forest, and the ground under their feet suddenly became dry. More than ten people were entangled together, and Sword Qi was everywhere. Cang Hong took the lead and rushed into the fray, and directly attacked one of the bandits with her bladed spear.
Both sides were dressed differently, and the difference could be seen at a glance. The bandits wore leather armor, while the people being chased were all clothed in cloth, wrapped in fine steel fish scales.
The Red Line Bandits still had 12 people, while the group being chased only had 4 swordsmen.
Salin's Perception quickly swept across the battlefield, and he had already seen the situation clearly. The Red Line Bandits had the absolute advantage in numbers. The 4 swordsmen being chased had already been separated by the bandits, and they were fighting on their own with great difficulty. The strongest swordsman held a strange longsword, and blocked the attacks of the 6 bandits.
This Qinyin swordsman's longsword was 4 feet long, like a heavy sword, but the blade was more balanced, and there were 3 ridges on the blade, increasing the strength of the longsword. Was this the Qinyin Empire's strongest eight-sided sword?
The longsword was incomparably sharp, and in the hands of the Qinyin swordsman, the 6 bandits surrounding him couldn't even get close. The swordsman holding the eight-sided sword was furious. He was pinned down by the 6 bandits, and couldn't help his companions. He could only watch helplessly as his men were killed one by one.
Cang Hong was even more furious than him. After rushing into the fray with her bladed spear, she realized that Salin and Shika hadn't attacked yet. Although the bladed spear was a necessary weapon for mercenaries, Cang Hong wasn't used to it. Her enemy was a heavy armored swordsman, and the only one in the bandit group who wore metal armor.
The heavy armored swordsman turned around and knocked away Cang Hong's bladed spear, and with a turn of his heavy sword, he swung it down.
Cang Hong raised her bladed spear horizontally, blocking the heavy sword's slash. The spear that was wrapped in metal was almost cut in half, and it looked like it was going to be scrapped. The heavy armored swordsman didn't care about what was behind him, and raised his heavy sword, swinging it down again. The frequency of this combo was shockingly fast. Cang Hong's weapon wasn't used to him, and he had no room to fight back. He could only continue to resist.
Was that little Magician trying to harm him?
Cang Hong thought, and a chill ran down his back. He regretted revealing his murderous intent toward the Magician just now. He remembered what the leader had told him — if you didn't have the confidence to kill a Magician, don't ever let him know what you're thinking. Because Magicians were a group of people who held grudges. If you offended a Magician, it would be worse than offending an emperor.
Salin had already seen the situation clearly. The strongest person in the Red Line Bandits wasn't participating in the attack, but was standing to the side. The leader of the bandits held a dagger in his hand. The dagger was slightly long, almost like a short sword. His face was covered with a piece of black cloth, and at the edge of the cloth was a red line.
Salin's perception swept across, and only this bandit felt it. His gaze was fixed on the tree that Salin was hiding behind. With such keen perception, he was already equivalent to an intermediate swordsman.
An intermediate swordsman was a Level-5 professional, and had a strong sword aura. Their combat ability was equivalent to a Level-4 Magician.
A swordsman wasn't an archer. If he got close, he would be dead. There was a trace of fear in Salin's heart, but more than that, he was excited. To him, this intermediate swordsman wasn't impossible to kill. He was a Magician with an inheritance, and he understood that professional levels were only a reference.
Before the sword aura could leave the body to attack, a low-level Magician could also kill a high-level swordsman or swordsman. Only a swordsman couldn't be defeated. Plus, Sicar was right beside him. Though Sicar's level was unknown, he could at least block this swordsman. Half of Salin's confidence came from Sicar. A Magician with a Caucasian Warrior's combat ability would increase exponentially.
Salin slowly walked out from behind the tree, six air bubbles floating around him. This was his limit. Supporting six Water Shield at the same time took up half of his mental strength. If it continued to increase, he wouldn't be able to control his offensive spells.
The dagger wielding bandit saw this, and his mouth trembled. A Magician maintaining six defensive spells at the same time? Could this be a Great Magician?
Though an intermediate swordsman's combat ability was on the same level as a Level-4 Magician, an intermediate swordsman couldn't possibly be a match for a Great Magician.
Salin smiled, raised his finger, and lightly tapped. A white line shot out, hitting the heavy sword of the swordsman.
With a clink, the heavy sword was chipped by the icicle, and a layer of white frost covered it at the same time. Cang Hong nimbly threw away her bladed spear, pulled out her triangular sword, and stabbed it into the waist of the swordsman.
The triangular sword was a weapon used by support troops, and was specially designed to break armor. With this stab, the armor of the swordsman was as fragile as paper. With a poof, blood could be seen at the waist.
Salin didn't chant any incantations. He released the spells he had prepared one by one, without a moment's pause.
White rings of about four meters in diameter appeared on the ground. Level-1 Water Spell — Frost Spell.
This was a semi-support spell that could reduce the target's movement speed by 80%. At the same time, it had a certain freezing effect. If a person without sword aura stayed in the Frost Spell for more than a minute, they would freeze to death.
Magic didn't differentiate between friend and foe. Salin released the Frost Spell with all his might, and in the blink of an eye, the open space in the forest had turned into a silvery white color. The swordsman and bandits who were being chased were all shrouded in it, and their speed all slowed down.
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