"Over here!"
Terry, the youth who wasn't particularly muscular had cut down a goblin with a swing of his longsword, while calling out to Christina and the others who were breaking out of the encirclement.
"Thank you for your help, warrior. I'll reward you handsomely once we return to the Temple of Glory!"
Christina did not say much and merely saluted him. Though she was speaking in Shumen, the common human language, her accent was so strong that it sounded intriguing to Terry.
"Don't call me warrior, it sounds weird. I'm Terry, and my partner is waiting behind the bushes. You should hurry over." Terry frowned, but did not continue the conversation after that. Instead, he led Pikes the old dog to fend off the goblins that were swarming towards them again.
"The bear-goblins are coming!" One of the God of War believers cried out in surprise.
Then, a burly figure wielding a wooden club crudely carved out of a tree followed them closely, trampling and maiming untold numbers of goblins along the way.
The God of War believers couldn't help tensing and gripping their weapons tightly, hoping to gain the courage to face the monster that was only half a head shorter than the bear-goblins.
But before the bear-goblins could reach them, the youth who had saved them suddenly yelled. "Let me do it! You guys go first! "
The God of War believers were at first surprised, but soon recovered.
That's right. How could a normal person who dared to save them under such circumstances?
This young man's body wasn't very muscular, but he could easily swing a heavy sword made of steel (with many meaningless decorations on the blade and hilt) without showing any signs of fatigue. From start to finish, he killed a goblin with each swing, and his hands didn't even tremble. He was most likely a big shot who was pretending to be young.
Perhaps the old dog that looked all skin and bones was some powerful familiar that had yet to unleash its power!
Hence, with Christina leading the way, they nodded at Terry in thanks and hurried towards the bushes behind.
Some of the God of War believers couldn't help turning back as they ran, wanting to see how the boss would slay the bear-goblins.
The bear-goblins bellowed viciously, raising a wooden club that was much thicker than the youth's waist and swinging it at the youth!
"Good move!" Terry flicked his wrist and raised his longsword to meet it.
A crisp clanging sound was heard!
Terry was sent flying more than five meters into the air like a baseball. He fell heavily to the ground and lost all signs of life.
"Ah, this …"
The believers of the God of War, who had wanted to see the big boss display his might, were shocked. They didn't expect Terry to be just like his appearance. He was just an ordinary young man who was beaten to the point where he couldn't take care of himself after a single hit.
While they were surprised, they didn't stop moving. The young Terry Fox's pitiful state made them understand that Bear Goblins were much stronger than normal Goblins. If they fought with them, it would be too disadvantageous for them. They could only retreat.
After passing through the bushes, they saw the companion that Terry had mentioned.
It was a young man dressed like a Magician. He looked to be about the same age as Terry, but from his physique, he was thinner and weaker than Terry.
Behind the young mage, there were more than ten geoduck mussels that were as tall as two people lined up neatly. At this time, the mussels that were exposed outside their shells were soft and lifeless.
"Roar!"
Before Christina and the others had much time to think, the bear goblins and normal goblins had caught up to them.
"Get out of the way from both sides!" The young mage yelled arrogantly.
Christina and the others had fought fiercely for a long time and didn't have the morale to keep fighting. Although they were a little upset at his yell, they obediently moved aside.
At that moment, the bear goblin happened to push aside the bushes and saw Christina and the others who were fleeing, as well as the young mage who was watching coldly from a short distance away.
At once, its not-so-smart brain made a decision. Either way, it would beat up all the enemies first!
But the young mage clearly wouldn't let it do that.
"Fire!"
At his command, the soft and flaccid geoduck mussels bulged up again, shooting out a torrent of water from within.
While one stream of water wasn't particularly powerful, there were two rows of over ten geoduck mussels behind the young mage. As the streams intertwined, it instantly formed a terrifying tide that directly sent the bear goblin and the horde of inferior goblins flying into the distance.
But that wasn't all. When the stream weakened, the young mage had already finished his incantation and tapped the stream lightly with his staff.
At once, the entire water pillar froze from the point he touched, and even the goblins that were washed away shivered in the cold.
Some of the bear goblins broke free of the ice shackles and tried to keep attacking the young mage, but quickly fell when they stepped on the flat and slippery surface, smashing a crater in the rock-solid surface.
Even the goblin wolf riders that had been moving and dodging with immeasurable agility had stumbled, failing to activate their anti-slip skills on their claws and falling on the slippery icy path.
"Now! Retreat!"
Seeing that, the young mage gave the order to retreat strategically.
"Your friend …"
It was only then that Christina seized the chance to apologize to the young mage apologetically.
"It's fine, he'll catch up soon." The young mage, however, simply said.
Regrettably, your friend's neck is almost twisted at a ninety-degree angle, and he couldn't be more dead …
Christina didn't know how to inform him of the 'grievous news' at once, and could only quietly follow the young mage as they retreated along the route he had prepared and left the forest.
Before Christina could ask for the young mage's name, a figure suddenly ran out of the forest.
The God of War believers quickly raised their weapons to defend themselves, only to find that it was Terry and the old dog who should have been dead!
"Too slow! I wouldn't have waited for you if you were any slower. "The young mage grumbled.
"Can't help it. My neck was twisted just now and my throat was broken. The cola I drank was leaking out of my throat and couldn't be healed right away." Terry shrugged innocently.
Meanwhile, Christina and the others stared in shock at the young Terry who appeared to be unscathed.
That regenerative ability of yours — could it be an undead creature in human skin?!
Perhaps sensing Christina and the others' astonishment, the young mage went straight to Christina after rebuking Terry a few more times and gave her a rather standard Valla noble bow. "Greetings, I'm Jim."
"I heard that you're investigating some monsters." He smiled, and continued as Christina stared at him in confusion. "Incidentally, I have some information I could share with you."
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