Salin had seen the four demons fight and knew that these fish beasts could not threaten them. But what about Sica? He was a little worried.
Giving Sica a look, Salin walked out of the barracks. Sica followed him out.
"Fish beast, how do you feel?"
"Too weak. I can take care of it with the Beast Soul Roar."
"What's the Beast Soul Roar?"
"A battle priest's skill, not limited by level. It has many uses. You see, my warriors can pacify demon wolves. Even wild ones rarely attack Caucasians. That's just a branch of the Beast Soul Roar, Demon Beast Pacification. "
"Then why don't you try it?" Salin was rarely so talkative, but the danger this time was too great. He was afraid that something would happen to Sica. A warrior without magic or sword energy, no matter how strong he was, would not be able to deal with so many tiny creatures.
Sica laughed. "Why are you so worried about me? Would I not tell you if I'm in danger? If you're afraid, try it. Here. "
"Okay." Salin held a handful of black sand in his hand. It had been dug out from the depths of the desert, and there were traces of life in it. Salin grabbed a ball of water. It was Healing Water. The ball wrapped the black sand inside, and soon, fish beasts hatched and rushed out of the ball.
Salin released a cloud. The outer layer of the cloud started burning, sticking close to his body. The fish beasts turned and pounced at Sica. Salin watched worriedly, ready to help at any time.
Sica's lips moved slightly, but Salin did not hear any sound. The fish beasts pouncing at Sica immediately slowed down. By the time they reached Sica, they had no intention of attacking. The fish beasts danced around Sica for a while, then flew into the distance.
Salin was dumbfounded. "Why aren't they biting you?"
"The poisonous mosquitoes unique to the Caucasus region never bite me. Do you believe me now? But in this state, if I attack, the fish beasts will still go crazy. "
"That's enough." Salin was delighted. "As long as you don't need special protection, I'm not worried. Leave the fighting to the mage."
Sica pursed her lips, smiling gently. She reached out and touched Salin's hair. The layer of flames surrounding Salin's hair didn't even burn her hand.
"Look, the power of Battle Priests isn't any weaker than that of Mages."
Salin calmed down. Although his flame was only a variation of a level-one spell, it was still an elemental flame. Shika had passed through it with his bare hands without suffering any damage. This meant that Shika's power was indeed comparable to that of a mage.
"What are you giggling about?" Shika felt a little strange. Salin had always been steady, but today, he was acting a little similar to himself.
"I'm thinking that I've always been holding the Vatican in my heart, and I can't relax for even a moment. It's my fault. If the Vatican wants to come, let them come. We still have to continue our lives. I'm happy that you're okay. "
Sicar's mouth twitched. Every Gaugass knew about this, but Salin had taken many years to figure it out. But Shika would naturally be happy if Sarlin said that. This showed that Sarlin had been influenced by him, a Gaugass. Could it be that I have a chance to become a Nature Priest?
Shika thought of this and laughed foolishly.
Zola watched from afar and thought, Why is Salin laughing so strangely? Sigh, I'm really unlucky. There are so many beauties around me, but none of them are suitable for me.
Nelis's subordinates seem to be pretty good, but I have a hunch that those beauties are all very dangerous. Every time they get close to me, my heart beats a lot faster. This is incredible for a Silver Sword Sage.
Rex's men were not as carefree as Zola. Even the Black Iron Sword Sage was worried about the current situation. There would definitely be people from the Inquisition following them into the desert. It would be fine if there were only a few of them, but if there were many, although they weren't afraid of being caught, they were afraid that these people would become food for the desert magic beasts.
That kind of fish beast, after having a large amount of blood, would grow into an adult form. That would be a terrifying existence. Fish that could fly, release magic, and had very high magic resistance. The most terrible thing was that no armor could completely stop these fish from gnawing. It was fine when the fish beast was small, but once it grew up, it could bite people's heads off with one open mouth.
The Magicians had already explained the characteristics of the fish beast to all the warriors, and everyone knew how to fight it. However, if there were too many of them, everyone knew that they wouldn't be able to leave this desert alive.
Although they had already entrusted their lives to the princess, they couldn't accept a meaningless death.
Therefore, the two Black Iron Sword Swordsmen were temporarily reminding the swordsmen. With the Spirit Snake Armor, the swordsmen could also use some of the skills of the Sword Swordsmen. Without the skills of the Sword Swordsmen, dealing with the fish beast would consume a lot of sword aura.
Violent Bear was very distressed. He was being taught by a Black Iron Sword Sage alone. He was taught how to use a spear. Others used swords, but Violent Bear used a spear. Qin Yin's eight-sided sword was like a toy to him, and his iron spear had a sharpness of more than a foot, which could effectively kill the fish beast.
Fish beasts weren't everywhere, and there happened to be a dry water source under Rex's camp. There were some fish eggs left here, which were dug out by Rex, but the number wasn't large.
These fish eggs were hatched by the Magicians and used to train the soldiers. The swordsmen quickly mastered the skill of killing the fish beast with sword aura, and they were doing adaptive training.
At first, the Magicians only hatched a dozen fish beasts, but later, they hatched hundreds at once for the swordsmen to attack.
The huge iron spear still seemed light and small in Violent Bear's hands. He waved the iron spear, and the blade of the spear stabbed and slashed. It was very frustrating to deal with fish beasts the size of a thumb.
This thing with a hard shell made it hard for him to use his strength. Because the fish beasts flew in the air, it would waste most of his strength to kill them with brute force.
Feeling that it was too boring, Violent Bear said to the Black Iron Sword Sage, "I'll go and ask Zola about something."
The Black Iron Sword Sage was naturally willing. He admired Zola's swordsmanship and the skill of using sword aura. This Black Iron Sword Sage was slightly younger, only in his thirties. Zola was even younger than him, but he was already a Silver Sword Sage.
Actually, this was normal. Swordsmanship was easier to learn than magic, but it was harder to become strong. Magicians could also rely on a long period of accumulation. If a swordsman didn't become a Swordsman before the age of 20, his achievements wouldn't be very high. If he didn't become a Sword Sage before the age of 30, he wouldn't be able to advance to a Gold Sword Sage.
Violent Bear carried his iron spear and came in front of Zola. He chuckled and said, "About this, Zola."
"What?" Zola had a very good impression of Violent Bear. Such a straightforward and straightforward person was easy to get along with.
"How's your spear technique? Teach me."
"You're a Senior Swordsman now?"
"More or less." Violent Bear smiled honestly.
"Stab me with your spear with all your strength."
Whoosh!
Violent Bear was very obedient. The iron spear, with the sound of the air exploding, had already arrived in front of Zola. Zola told him to use his full strength, so he used it. The tip of the spear shone with a dazzling sword aura.
Zola reached out, pointed a finger, and pressed it on the tip of the spear. The sword aura collapsed. Then, the fine steel tip of the spear melted as if it had been burned by magic flames.
"Do you understand?" Zola asked.
Violent Bear frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "I understand a little."
"Tell me about it."
"Your sword aura is hidden in your finger and hasn't been released. It's much more concentrated than mine."
"What else?"
"You seem to be able to predict my attack trajectory."
"Go on."
"You didn't initiate an attack, and my sword aura isn't as good as yours, so it scattered upon impact."
"That's not bad. I didn't expect you to be so smart," Zola teased. Violent Bear looked simple-minded, but as a Swordsman, he was as good as ten others. Zola had only demonstrated once, and he had already seen so many things.
"What else?" Violent Bear asked humbly.
"When your sword aura collided with mine, it was controlled by my sword aura. I didn't let the sword aura leak out of my finger, but used the shattering power of your sword aura to destroy the tip of the spear. If this wasn't a spearhead, but a fish beast, my finger would be able to shatter its magic core, and the shell of the fish beast would be useless. "
"The frequency of the sword aura? I haven't learned it yet. " Violent Bear scratched his head. The swordsmanship teacher that Rex had hired for him was very good. Violent Bear's understanding of swordsmanship and his future path were also very clear.
"If you're only dealing with a single creature, you don't need to master all the techniques. Just remember one of the frequencies." Zola explained it to Violent Bear, and he immediately understood.
Essentially, if he could master the frequency of the sword aura, a Sword Saint could break any single Magic Shield. The moment the weapon and the Magic Shield touched, or even before, a Sword Saint could calculate the vibration frequency of the Magic Shield and adjust the sword aura to break it.
This technique was extremely difficult. It was like calculating the weakness of a spell with Figaro's formula. Most Mages could do it, but they couldn't use it in a real battle. Because the calculation was too slow, they would be dead by the time they finished.
Zola couldn't do it, either, but the structure of the magic beasts was the same. After he killed the first fish monster, he had already grasped its weakness. In the future, he only needed to fix the frequency of the sword aura, and he would be able to kill such creatures easily. The adult fish monsters would change, but that wasn't a big deal. Zola could catch one and study it.
"But my weapon is broken," Violent Bear said gloomily, looking at the melted tip of the spear.
"Go to Lord Salin and ask him to craft a spear for you. He'll help."
"Really?" Violent Bear was overjoyed. He had long wanted to ask Salin for help, but he didn't dare. Rex could also refine it, but his refining method required an alchemy laboratory. Salin, on the other hand, could make weapons and armor casually.
"Just say that if I destroy your weapon, Lord Salin will help."
Violent Bear didn't wait for Zola to continue. He strode to Salin. He was a simple man. Walking to Salin, he handed the spear forward and looked down at Salin.
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