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The dagger-wielding thief knew that he had been tricked. Salin had appeared in such a shocking way that he hadn't attacked immediately, which was a serious mistake. Now that Salin had finished casting his magic, his strategy had completely failed.
The besieged swordsman wore steel fish-scale armor, which slowed him down. He could only fight the thief head-on. The swordsman with steel fish-scale armor was very advantageous to the swordsman, while the thief only had leather armor. Screams rang out everywhere, and there were only five people left in the field.
The swordsman with the Qinyin eight-sided sword, the leader of the bandit group, Salin, Shika, and Cang Hong.
Under the frenzied attacks, the swordsman Qinyin was covered in blood. The most fatal thing was that his crotch had been pierced by a sharp metal spike. That was the bandit group's special weapon, smeared with poison. He had instantly killed the six bandits surrounding him, but hadn't been able to defend against this fatal blow.
Cang Hong's situation was a little better. He was kicked in the stomach by the swordsman, and his whole body flew out, sticking to a tree. That was why he didn't fall. His triangular sword exerted force again, completely piercing into the swordsman's waist.
Cang Hong's handsome face was full of ruthlessness. He was really going all out. This kick was too heavy. The swordsman's boots weighed more than ten kilograms, and it was covered in metal spikes. He didn't put up any defense at all, all for the sake of killing this swordsman.
Salin smiled at the leader of the bandit group. "Boss, do you want to scram, or do you want to compete with me? I have more people than you. "
The masked thief suddenly pulled off his mask, revealing his face.
"Little mage, no more magic strings? Trying to scare me? "
This thief was very experienced. He could tell that Salin was only a level-one mage, and judging by the number of spells he had released, this little mage had probably used up all his magic strings. But this youth was still quite daring, trying to scare him away. What a pity for such a promising mage …
"Remember who killed you." The thief hadn't even finished his sentence when he had already rushed in front of Salin.
The Frost Formation seemed to have no effect on him. In the blink of an eye, he covered a distance of more than ten meters. His slightly longer dagger went straight for Salin's throat. Salin could almost feel the sharp aura of the dagger cutting his skin, and beads of blood flowed out.
Shika's huge club swung over, but with a clang, it was knocked away by the Thief's dagger. Salin's heart skipped a beat. Shika's injury was more serious than he had imagined. The mage had destroyed the beast soul on Shika's staff. Shika's strength had plummeted. Such a heavy weapon had been knocked away by a dagger!
However, he didn't have much time to think. The spell he had prepared was instantly released. This was his only level-2 spell, Ice Arrow.
The Thief twisted his dagger and blocked the path of the Ice Arrow. He actually used an ordinary weapon to block the attack of a level-2 spell. This kind of strength was probably already at the level of an Advanced Swordmaster.
This was because the speed at which magic was released was not something that could be captured by the naked eye. This block was completely based on his keen perception, which allowed him to determine the attack trajectory of the magic in advance. However, this gave him quite a fright. The mage had actually released a level-2 spell. His judgment was wrong, and he immediately thought of retreating.
If the opponent was a level-2 mage, the battle had just begun. Although he had the advantage, the opponent still had a Caucasian Warrior. Shika had already pulled out her boomerang, glaring like a tiger watching its prey. She could no longer lift the huge club, so she could only fight with the boomerang.
Salin grunted, and his body fell softly.
The Thief was overjoyed. This little mage was fierce in appearance, but weak in heart. He was almost fooled.
Whoosh …
The boomerang pierced through the air. Instead of retreating, the Thief advanced. He threw his dagger through the air, hitting the middle of the boomerang. The boomerang could no longer fly, and both fell to the ground with the dagger.
The Thief grinned and pounced forward, a boxing glove already appearing on his left hand. At the top of the metal glove were three sharp protrusions, going straight for Salin's throat.
In close combat, mages would always be trash. The Thief's heart lightened. The battle was finally over. Although the opponent's most troublesome swordsman was still standing, he could not make any attacks. As for the Caucasian Warrior, he was also no match for him. As long as he killed the Mage, his mission would be complete.
What could be more exhilarating than killing a Magician?
Salin's magic strings were indeed almost exhausted, and he could not cast any level-1 spells. However, he did not panic. He quietly held his family badge in his hand, and met the Thief's fist.
The Thief bent his waist, not planning to change his attack. He wanted to completely defeat the Mage with this blow. Competing with his physical strength? The Thief had already madly circulated his sword aura. Even a rock would be smashed into pieces by this punch.
Poof …
There was a dull thud. The Thief's fist landed on Salin's badge. Salin's level-0 spell had already been released, and in an instant, all of Salin's remaining energy was absorbed into the mysterious badge. The Thief did not escape. Salin's fingers were drenched in blood, and even his boxing glove was stained red.
His energy was instantly absorbed into the badge, without warning.
The two were stuck together. The Thief felt as if his entire body was frozen, and there was even a fire burning inside. His eyes lost their ability to see, his ears rang, his organs hurt, and his muscles were numb. It was as if there were tens of thousands of insects flying in his brain.
All the negative statuses appeared on the Thief at the same time. Salin had used a few years to get used to them, but the Thief could not. His body slowly went limp, and Salin shouted, "Sicar!"
Sicar pursed his lips, picked up the boomerang, and forcefully cut off the Thief's head.
The Thief died an unjust death. Salin's magic strings could only support a few level-0 spells, which could not harm him at all. As long as he did not touch the badge, or even let Salin's blood stain his boxing glove, this would not have happened.
With a plop, Salin and Sicar were both shocked. The swordsman Qinyin had fallen. Seeing the Thief's head cut off, he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
"Help me over." Salin called Sicar over. Resisting the discomfort in his body, he came to the swordsman Qinyin's side and let Sicar feed him the Restoration Water.
"Sir Mage, I can't do it anymore." The swordsman Qinyin opened his eyes, but there was no life in them. It was a miracle that he could endure the poison of the Red Line Bandits until now. After all, the Restoration Water was only a level-1 spell, so it could heal any discomfort.
"What can I help you with?" Salin let Sicar support him, and sat opposite the swordsman.
"Sir Mage, can I trust you?" The swordsman Qinyin's voice became softer and softer, the life in his eyes quickly dissipating.
"Trust me, I did not save you for money," Salin replied sincerely. It was true that he did not save this team for money. His goal was to get in touch with the people of the Qinyin Empire. Unfortunately, he underestimated the strength of the Red Line Bandits. These bandits could still launch fatal attacks under magic.
The swordsman Qinyin read the regret in Salin's eyes. He smiled sadly and said, "Take my badge and box to Kushui Prefecture … Give the box to the princess, and tell her that I can no longer protect her …"
The swordsman lowered his head. Salin panicked and said, "Where's the reward? How, how did you die …"
The swordsman Qinyin died very quickly. Blood flowed out of all his orifices, and it was black.
Salin was speechless. His huge favor was now gone. It seemed that this swordsman Qinyin was a subordinate of the Qinyin Royal Family. According to Salin's understanding of nobles, if this favor was given to the princess, it might not be much. Should he take the swordsman's belongings, or go to Kushui Prefecture?
Salin hesitated for a moment, and then gave up on the idea of taking the items. He was a mage, not a bandit, so he should have some pride. If he took the swordsman's belongings, his teacher would be very regretful and not accept him as a student if he knew.
Moreover, cleaning up the scene would also be a good harvest. It was a pity that he could not return to Skocania. Otherwise, with so many bandits, selling their heads would be a good income.
"Sicar, bring Sarah here. Don't let the beasts eat her." Salin said and closed his eyes. He needed to rest. Even though he could endure the negative effects of the badge, he had lost his ability to fight, so he had to be careful. Cang Hong looked like she was also badly injured. They had to leave this place as soon as possible. If the people from the Church caught up, everyone would be finished.
Sunlight shone through the treetops, and Cang Hong could finally stand up on her own. Seeing Sicar put Sarah and Salin together, she felt a little relieved. This mage did not have the intention to kill them, which was a good sign.
I've killed a Priest of the Church and destroyed a small team of the Red Line Bandits. What I've done in the past two days is more exciting than any of my previous mercenary life. Damn it, I don't believe that I can't overcome this obstacle!
The swordsman Qinyin's chest was taken down, along with his badge. These swordsmen of the Qinyin Empire were all wearing steel fish scale armor, worth a few hundred gold coins. Unfortunately, they could not be taken away, it was too heavy. Salin's ring could not fit, and the space inside the ring was only about a dozen cubic feet. However, Shika and Cang Hong each took off a set and put it on.
The bandits had a lot of banknotes, which added up to more than two thousand gold coins. The leader of the bandits had a banknote worth fifteen hundred gold coins, as well as some gemstones.
"Are you really going to send this chest to the Qinyin Empire?" Cang Hong asked Salin unwillingly as she leaned against a tree to rest after cleaning up the battlefield.
"Yes, if you want to go, count yourself in." Salin dispelled Cang Hong's idea.
Cang Hong licked his lips and said, "At least open it and see what's inside, right?"
If you weren't here, Salin thought, I would have opened it long ago. He sighed, "I'm afraid that if I open it, I won't be able to resist the temptation." As he said this, a white light flashed in his hand, and the chest that was only the size of two books disappeared.
Space magic!
Cang Hong felt a chill in her heart. Salin was warning her. Since the mage had recovered his magic, Cang Hong completely lost the confidence to peek at the treasure.
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