The silver light fell like lightning under the scorching sun, striking the flat area between the two sand dunes in front of them. No matter where the convoy went, they would pass through it. Rod Drick's heart seemed to contract, and his pupils shrank. When he saw this silver light, he realized that Gabriel's physical arts were at least above the seventh level. She was a high-level supreme warrior, and she was among the top warriors on this continent.
There were sixty to seventy steps between the first car and the two sand dunes. It was difficult for Rod-dick's swordsmanship to deal damage at this distance, and he hadn't found the hidden danger there.
Gabriel didn't have time to care about what Rod-dick thought at the moment. In fact, she had found the signs of danger further away. It was not until this distance that her swordsmanship was effective that she suddenly launched an attack, catching people off guard.
The sword light cut between the sand dunes. The sand suddenly sank, and several iron chains with barbs and spikes were exposed. There was a trap there. If they were not careful and fell into the trap, the first car of the convoy would fall and block the whole convoy. A cloud of sand burst out on both sides of the trap. Two people with a shield in one hand and a long-handled battle-ax in the other jumped out, looking very embarrassed.
Holding a shield and attacking with a long-handled battle-ax in one hand required extraordinary strength and agility, which was not something that ordinary warriors could do. These two people covered their faces with scarves, and their clothes were the same light yellow as the sand dunes. They had been quietly hiding under the hot sand for so long. If Rod-dick's car fell, the two battle-axes on the left and right would be the summons of death.
Gabriel didn't just slash once. She then turned her wrist beautifully in the air and slashed two more sword lights to both sides, like two lines of meteors whistling along the sand. Two flying sand rolled up, and dozens of yellow figures jumped out of the sand. There were also iron chains flying out of the sand. Several people nearby splashed blood, and the nearest iron chain more than ten steps away had been cut by the sword light.
Some people were injured, but there were no screams. They were not ordinary robbers, but well-trained elite warriors. The general outline of the trap and the entire ambush circle in front of them was clear. The trap at the very front was located in the path between two sand dunes. It was a place where the slope turned downhill.
On both sides of the trap, there were two groups of people lying in ambush. Under the sand, there were iron chains that could be pulled up at any time, like a pocket. The ambushers on both sides were not wearing any armour. Instead, they were armed with sharp scimitars, a weapon commonly used by the warriors of the Assyrian Kingdom. They were usually used in cavalry battles, but they were also quite powerful in infantry battles. The only problem was that one had to be extremely fast when wielding a scimitar.
Seeing this scene, Rod-dick calmed down from the shock and roared out a few commands. He had brought a total of sixty bodyguards, divided into five squads of twelve people each. Two of the squads were cavalry.
The most elite team stood guard on both sides of Maria's carriage. They were not affected by the battle in front of them, in case someone took the opportunity to attack the most important target. The other two squads did not move forward. Instead, they ran to the back to protect the rear of the whole caravan. At the same time, the squad leader kept the caravan at the back from falling into chaos. Under the leadership of the squad leader, the two squads of cavalry came to the front of the caravan and formed a battle formation. The warriors in the front held their shields, and the ones in the back raised their javelins.
But the javelins could not be thrown. Seeing that Rod-dick had formed a battle formation, Gabriel jumped down from the carriage and rushed forward in a flash of silver light. The soldiers with scimitars also rushed towards her. Finally, there were screams. Broken limbs flew, blood stained the sand dunes, and occasionally the sound of weapons colliding could be heard.
The scimitars of the warriors finally blocked Gabriel's sword. There was even the sound of the tip of the scimitar scratching through the armor. But Gabriel didn't stop. He held his shield and swung his sword as he charged forward. Everyone in front of him fell.
Rod-dick felt his eyelids twitching. He was also a warrior who had mastered the sixth level of body arts and was at the peak of the advanced level. But as the governor of the Cape States, he had almost never experienced such a solo battle. Gabriel's sword skills were so unstoppable that even Rod-dick felt his blood boiling.
He finally understood why the Temple of Isis in Montefiore only sent one warrior to protect Maria. Ordinary bandits and robbers were no match for Gabriel alone. Rod-dick thought to himself. If Gabriel was not here to protect Maria, but to assassinate her, would his bodyguards be able to guarantee Maria's safety? Even with the help of a low-level mage, it would still be difficult.
The fact that the Temple of Isis could send such a warrior had already left others speechless. But Rod-dick felt wronged for Gabriel. If such a supreme warrior was accompanied by a mage and two bodyguards, it would be even safer. How could they let her come alone? It was too condescending.
Gabriel rushed out like this. If there was a high-level mage lying in ambush in the distance, he would be at a disadvantage. Although it was impossible for a noble mage to rob a passerby, the enemy he encountered today was obviously not simple.
Rod-dick could not sit still. He gave an order and rushed out under the protection of two squad leaders, following behind Gabriel. But they could not catch up with Gabriel, who was killing enemies along the way.
Gabriel had rushed to a position a dozen steps away from the trap in the sand dunes, leaving behind the bodies of the enemies. There were no more warriors with machetes in front of him. The first two warriors who appeared were clad in armor and wielding long axes. They did not rush over like the others. Instead, they gathered their strength and stood there, looking down from above. They seemed to be the most powerful opponents.
At this moment, Gabriel's attention should be completely attracted by the two warriors. Suddenly, a strange beast-like roar came from the left and right, and two people suddenly emerged from the sand dunes … No! If one looked closely, there should be three people. Behind the figure on the left stood another person.
However, the two people on the left and right were too tall. The last person was shrouded in the shadow of the person in front. He appeared silently and was difficult to detect. His figure was very faint and seemed to be in a trance. He must have used some kind of magic to hide his tracks.
According to the measurement method on the continent, the diameter of a parangon was one inch, and ten inches was one foot. The two people were more than ten feet tall. Standing there, they looked like two hills. Their arms were thicker than an adult's thighs. Rod-dick recognized them. They were the mountain giants who lived in the distant east of the Kingdom of Assyr.
The mountain giants lived in the cold highlands. It was said that they were the descendants of the legendary giants. In fact, there was not much difference between them and ordinary people, except that they were huge. They could also learn body arts. Although they were not very agile, they possessed extraordinary strength. The armies of the nearby kingdoms also recruited and trained these people. The best ones were heavy soldiers who used blunt weapons. They could use hammers, axes and other weapons on the battlefield.
Gabriel's height only reached the two men's chests. They wielded heavy hammers with handles in their hands, round heads embedded with sharp spikes, and smashed down from the left and right. The attack was too sudden.
There was indeed a mage on the other side. It was the third person standing in the shadow. He had used magic to hide his and the two giants' breaths before launching the fatal blow. Their position was very coincidental. If the caravan had really fallen into the trap, they would have been on both sides of Maria's carriage when the first carriage fell. They should be the main force of the ambush and could smash the whole carriage with one blow. But now they were used to deal with Gabriel.
Gabriel had no way to dodge. The wind brought by the giant hammers shrouded him in all directions. The two squad leaders threw their javelins at the two giants, one on the left and one on the right. Rod-dick also made his move. His sword flew out. The tip of the sword had an inconspicuous faint halo under the sun. It was faster than the javelins, and it shot at the third person behind the giant on the right.
There was a deafening noise. Gabriel raised the shield in his left hand to block the falling hammer on the left. His feet and calves sank into the sand. He raised the sword in his right hand to meet the other hammer. The silver sword looked so slender at this time, as if it would shatter with a light hit.
But the sword did not shatter. The hammer hit the tip of the sword almost without making a sound. The sword bent into an arc but did not break. Gabriel was murmuring something. The two parangons on the sword emitted a strange wave. The sword suddenly straightened again. A force that seemed to be able to distort space spread out. The giant hammer slipped to the side. The giant's body involuntarily spun half a circle. The hammer had clearly hit the tip of the sword, but it seemed to have missed.
This was a divine spell, an advanced divine spell at that! As a warrior, because of the different direction of practice, it was very difficult to learn magic systematically, and it was impossible for a warrior to master magic of the same level. Gabriel, on the other hand, was able to master advanced magic. Even though it was cast through a sword that was enhanced by magic, it was still shocking enough!
With a cracking sound and a strange cry, the giant man's left shoulder was dislocated. His hand dropped, and his hammerhead smashed into the sand dune. The javelins of the two squad leaders also arrived. The javelins aimed at the giant man on the right seemed to hit something sticky and were pulled into the sand dune by some force. The javelins missed the giant man by a few inches. Fortunately, the mage protected the giant man in time.
The other javelin hit the thigh of the giant on the left. A third-level warrior's full strength strike should be able to pierce through several bulls, but at this moment, it only penetrated a few inches. The giant's body seemed to be made of iron. But the damage was not light. The giant hammer hit Gabriel's shield, and the center of the shield was dented and deformed, showing radial cracks. The giant man's whole body was numb from the shock, and he was hit by a spear. He roared and knelt on one leg.
With a clang, Gabriel pulled her leg out of the sand and rushed forward. The friction between the shield and the hammer created a series of sparks. The cracks in the center of the shield slowly disappeared, as if it could repair itself. But only a small part of it was repaired. The shield that Rod-dick gave her was blessed by magic, but it still couldn't withstand the giant's hammer.
Gabriel took a step forward and with a thrust of her left hand, the edge of the shield spun and stabbed into the chest of the giant man. This was an axe skill, she used the shield as a battle axe. The giant let out a scream. He let go of the hammer and reached for both sides of the shield, trying to snatch it away. Gabriel didn't fight with him. She pushed forward and then let go of the shield. She leaped to the right and slashed a dazzling silver light to the right.
The giant man subconsciously reached out to grab the shield in great pain, but Gabriel simply abandoned the shield and added more strength to it. The giant man hugged the shield in front of his chest and fell on his back, a javelin still stuck in his leg.
This encounter was very short. The javelin shot at the giant on the right missed. The mage behind the giant was casting a spell. Rod Drick's sword flew towards him and strangely slowed down when it was close to him. It made a series of sounds as if something had been smashed and fell to the ground, but it just happened to pierce into one of his feet, nailing his foot to the sand.
The mage let out a long cry of pain. Then he saw the desert and the sky spinning in front of him!
That was Gabriel's sword light, which chopped off his head and sent it spinning away. At the same time, the silver light slashed across the waist of the huge man on the right, and it took two breaths of time for blood to spurt out.
The man was an advanced mage, and his magic had reached the fifth level. His status was quite high. However, he was very unlucky today. In order to hide his presence, he did not launch an attack in advance, allowing a warrior like Gabriel to get so close to him. When the giant in front of him could not protect him, he was almost like a piece of meat on the chopping board.
Don't forget that Gabriel could also use advanced magic. Although it was only a supplementary combat skill and was not as comprehensive as a real mage's, it was enough to kill him in this situation.
Gabriel ignored the giant behind him. He abandoned his shield and rushed forward with his sword. There were still two enemies with axes on the sand dune in front of him. The two warriors, who had seemed very confident, could not help but show a trace of panic when they saw that the ambush in front of them was destroyed so quickly. They wanted to turn around and leave, but they felt that they could not escape. While they were hesitating, Gabriel had already arrived.
Between life and death, they had no choice but to fight. With a shout, they swung their axes to the left and right. The blades of the axes were also covered with a faint layer of hazy light. When Gabriel rushed to the front, she suddenly accelerated. She arched her waist and bent her legs, like a lion pouncing forward. Her body shrank down and passed through the edge of the axes, slamming into the warrior on the left.
Her shoulder guard hit the shield, and the tip of the shield hit the chest of the warrior. A large part of the chest plate caved in, accompanied by the sound of broken ribs. Gabriel's figure immediately bounced to the right, and she swung her sword straight at the other warrior.
The handle of the axe was very long. As soon as the warrior on the right raised his axe, Gabriel suddenly appeared in front of him. It was too late for him to swing the axe down, so he hurriedly raised his shield to block the sword. The sword suddenly became extremely dazzling, as if it could tear everything apart. The shield was split in half, and the sword was inserted into the chest of the warrior. The tremor of the sword tip broke his internal organs, and then it was pulled out.
The silver blade was intact, not even stained with a trace of blood. There were a few cracks on the shoulder guard of Gabriel's armor, but they were slowly mending. She turned around between the sand dunes with her sword in hand. The sun shone on her golden hair, and her beautiful face was so cold. There was no living enemy behind her.
Rod-dick and the two captains stood between the two fallen warriors, looking at Gabriel with admiration and amazement.
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On the hills in the distance, in the shadow of the strange boulders, a group of people were quietly hiding, all of them looking incredulous. In the middle of the group was Fermian Schmul, the governor of Syah. On the left was his most trusted assistant, Mister Morton, the financial officer of Syah. On the right was the high priest of the Syah Shrine, the mage Cosman.
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