"He will definitely become a Sword Saint in less than five years, and his future achievements might even be higher …" This was Dean's evaluation of the Beastman. If that invincible Beastman could stay in the Temple Knights, giving him the position of Vice Leader would be a must. But unfortunately, the Beastman's attitude towards him was very cold. Every time he approached, the Beastman would run far away.
Fortunately, the Beastman didn't plan to leave. As long as he stayed in the Temple Knights, he would still have a chance. Moreover, the Beastman Brothers were too kind, they actually brought three young mages with them. Although those guys always hid far away, they were still three High Mages with potential.
"Hey, we are in someone else's territory, can you not sleep so soundly? Just go back to sleep. You won't even know if someone kills you while you're asleep … "
William rushed into the tent and saw the Draconic Beastman sleeping like a dead dog. He couldn't help but roar angrily, "Don't worry, Beastman!
He angrily roared, "What does my sleeping have to do with you?"
Xiuban was a 6th Rank Expert Swordsman after all, so he was roused when William barged in. He angrily rubbed his eyes and discontentedly looked at William, who was looking down at him with his hands on his waist.
'Damn, I'm afraid of Sir Merlin, but what about you, William Merlin? You can't beat the powerful Lord Xiuban. If not for the fact that you are Sir Merlin's cousin, I would have already smashed you with Carnage … I managed to get rid of Sir Merlin with great difficulty and was able to live a peaceful life for a few days, but now, that William Merlin is actually running over to criticize me.'
Especially that "Hey", it deeply hurt Xiuban's heart. He fiercely roared, 'You Merlin bastards, Lord Xiuban will make you pay sooner or later!
Lord Xiuban isn't easy to bully!
Hmpf, just look at Sword Saint Dean's attitude towards Lord Xiuban. He is treating Lord Xiuban like a boss … Lord Xiuban is no longer the Draconic Beastman that can be bullied! '
"Of course it's related," William Merlin didn't bother to look at Xiuban and said as if it was a matter of course, "If you sleep, who will keep watch? "Don't forget that there are many powerful people in this camp. Okland's three great mercenary groups are all here."
"Why?!" Xiuban roared with all his strength. In front of Merlin, he might have only dared to whisper, not daring to let Merlin hear, but now that Merlin wasn't here, he had nothing to fear. Thus, his attitude became a lot more unyielding. "Is Lord Xiuban someone you have the qualifications to order around?"
"When Cousin Mafa was here, weren't you always the one keeping watch?" William Merlin sneered. "Among the four of us, you are the one with the most experience. If you don't go, who will?"
"You … You aren't Sir Merlin!" Xiuban's nose almost became crooked as he gnashed his teeth. 'Would it kill me not to mention Sir Xiuban's past?'
It was all that damned contract's fault.
"The Draconic Beastman isn't willing to keep watch? How could that be? Without him keeping watch, we wouldn't feel safe when we sleep … "Ross Merlin's lazy voice came from outside the tent.
"He has no choice but to go. I heard that the Draconic Beastman has been very close to a Temple Knight's Vice Leader recently … This matter can't be known by Cousin Mafa, or the Beastman Brothers will be in trouble." Leon chuckled as he said this, deliberately speaking very loudly.
At the same time, a flame jumped in Leon Merlin's hand, and a wisp of flame accompanied by a blazing aura spread into the tent.
"I'm going …" Xiuban lifted Carnage, which weighed several thousand kilograms, and rushed out of the tent with vigorous steps.
'That's Lord Syudos! 'If I provoke him, he might come and talk to me about life …'
Those terrifying memories resurfaced in an instant. 'Damn, it's too scary …'
'Moreover, that scoundrel Leon Merlin is clearly threatening me. If Sir Merlin learns about this, even if I have nothing to do with that damned Vice Leader, I'm afraid he won't let me off lightly.'
'That damned Vice Leader is really courageous. Not long ago, he actually dared to openly poach in front of Sir Merlin. That level of courting death is quite high, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he is an expert in courting death.
'But courting death is courting death, why drag Lord Xiuban into it …'
In the future, she must hide far away from him and never speak to him again.
That way, Sir Merlin won't doubt my loyalty … '
Xiuban sat next to the bonfire and kept cursing. He cursed from William Merlin to Leon Merlin, then to Ross Merlin, and then to Mafa Merlin. In the end, Xiuban still couldn't vent his anger and cursed in a low voice, "Surnamed Merlin, none of them are good …"
"Rumble, rumble, rumble …"
'Sh * t!'
Xiuban was startled by the earth-shattering sound, but he didn't forget to look around to make sure that it wasn't Merlin. He then calmed down and turned to look at the source of the sound.
"Wyverns! A total of seven or eight … Oh, no, it should be a few dozen … over a hundred … Damn, I can't count them, I can't count them … "
The archer of the Templar Mercenary Group who was responsible for keeping watch at night screamed in vain.
Wyverns …
Everyone in the camp was roused by the Divine Archer's shriek. In a flash, many people rushed out of their tents and raised their heads to look at the sky, only to see numerous dark green dots.
This was undoubtedly a disaster.
There were hundreds and thousands of Wyverns. Even though their levels weren't very high, only around level 18, their numbers were enough to make one's hair stand on end. They swarmed over and sprayed venom into the camp in the valley … No matter where the three mercenary groups hid in the valley, they couldn't escape the corrosion of the venom.
In an instant, the venom fell like rain, and blood-curdling screams echoed. Wyverns were level 18 magic beasts, and ordinary mercenaries wouldn't be able to deal with the venom if they came in contact with it. Great Mages and Great Swordsmen's Mana Shields and Protective Aura simply couldn't resist the venom, and it wouldn't take long for their bodies to rot and die.
To resist the venom of the Wyverns, one needed to be at least a High Mage or an Expert Swordsman. Only such a powerhouse could rely on their own mana and Protective Aura to resist the venom … But it was only resistance, and nothing more. As the venom kept falling, their mana and Protective Aura would be consumed sooner or later.
Although the sudden appearance of the Wyverns made the mercenaries in the valley chaotic, it didn't take long for this chaos to disappear, replaced by a well-trained counterattack. One after another, High Mages and Expert Swordsmen soared into the sky, rich magic elements filling the air, and Aura crisscrossing. If someone was injured, someone would be replaced.
The Great Swordsmen and Great Mages of the mercenary group didn't have the ability to fly, but they played an important role. They attacked in unison, and whenever a Wyvern fell to a low altitude, it would be submerged by countless Frost Spikes, Frost Lances, and Aura.
It was truly worthy of being one of Okland's peak mercenary forces!
The advantage of the Archer profession was highlighted when dealing with the Wyverns. In the center of the camp was a team of two to three hundred people, all of whom were Spirit Archers. They had a tacit understanding of each other, and several hundred people attacked at the same time. Numerous arrows streaked across the horizon, and a few dozen Wyverns let out sharp screams.
Leading this team of Spirit Archers were over twenty powerful Divine Archers. Under their leadership, the arrows were frantically reaping lives, and every volley killed at least a dozen Wyverns.
A team of mages formed by the three mercenary groups surrounded the archers in the center, chanting continuously. Their mission was to ensure the safety of the archers, to help raise the shields, or to cast buffs for the archers.
At this time, the Wyverns above their heads were completely cleared.
But then, a dense swarm of Wyverns covered the sky and covered the earth … In an instant, they covered the sky, and countless venom fell on the mage team's shield. Then, another round of attacks was launched, and the cycle continued, as if it would never end …
"Rumble!"
In the sky in the northwest corner of the camp, a powerful strand of sword Qi suddenly swept out, slashing heavily onto a Twin-legged Flying Dragon. In an instant, the wings of this human-sized Twin-legged Flying Dragon shattered, and its entire body was covered in fine cracks. With a sharp howl, it completely shattered into pieces.
This was only the aftermath of the Sword Aura.
At this moment, an intense battle was taking place not far away. A Wyvern King that was more than ten times the size of an ordinary Wyvern was fighting a Sword Saint in full swing.
The Wyvern King's body was covered in a layer of bewitching green radiance. Anyone with some knowledge of magic beasts would know that this layer of green radiance was highly toxic, and it was tightly wrapped around the Wyvern King's body. It was for this reason that the Sword Saint didn't dare to get close and could only release his Aura from a distance.
The Sword Saint was the Temple Knight's Vice Leader Dean. He was wielding a True Spirit One-Handed Sword and could be said to be unparalleled in power. But in the battle against the Wyvern King, he fell into a disadvantageous position in less than ten minutes.
"Fuck, just what level is this damned Wyvern King …" Dean felt like dying.
Dean felt like dying. The Wyvern King's power was truly frightening. Dean, who could display the strength of a 3rd Rank Sword Saint, had been completely suppressed from the start of the battle. But that wasn't all. In the battle against the Wyvern King, Wyverns kept pouncing at him, and in just a few minutes, he had more than a dozen wounds on his body.
And this was even under the protection of his Aura …
The three great mercenary groups schemed against each other, and with Dean's intelligence, he definitely wouldn't take the initiative to attack the Wyvern King. But he was forced to make a move. Who told the northwest corner of the camp to be filled with the Temple Knight Mercenary Group's people? If he didn't make a move to restrain the Wyvern King, the Temple Knight Mercenary Group might have been completely annihilated …
'Fuck, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have said such a cheap thing …'
Not long ago, if he hadn't broken the last layer of window paper, the three great mercenary groups would still be polite to each other, and he would have been able to ask them for help at this time …
Unfortunately, it was too late. He was being suppressed everywhere, and the more he fought, the more dangerous it became.
'Eh?'
Dean suddenly discovered that he had used a Haste spell, and his speed immediately rose to the limit, narrowly dodging the Wyvern King's poison attack.
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