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Sure enough, behind Ike, there was a two-meter-tall giant bear chasing after him. The wandering knight was running in a flurry, but the distance between him and the giant bear was gradually shortening.
"Idiot, how can he run uphill against a bear? It'll catch up to him in no time!" Laing raised his warhammer and sprinted in the bear's direction.
When facing a bear, it was absolutely impossible to run uphill. Bears were extremely fast because their upper limbs were short, their lower limbs were long, and their hind legs were powerful. Therefore, their speed was extremely fast. Even the fastest human would find it difficult to shake off a bear.
The correct way to run was to run down the hill. In this case, the bear's forelimbs were short, making it difficult for it to reach the ground and roll around. In this situation, humans were often able to shake it off.
It was a huge Bear Spirit. When it stood up, it was probably three to four meters tall. Its grey fur was covered in dust and snow. Its eyes were red, and its mouth was filled with sharp teeth. Long threads of saliva were drawn out of its mouth.
"Roar, roar!" The bear spirit was getting closer and closer to Eyke. Laing and Roste ran as fast as they could, shouting, "What's going on? Eyke? "
"I … I just want to find a place to pee!" The wandering knight's eyes wandered, but he quickly changed the subject. "Quick, save me!"
Laing was the first to arrive. Warhammer in hand, he carefully observed the giant bear spirit.
The bear spirit suddenly stopped, as if sensing that the humans in front of it were not to be trifled with. It stopped about ten meters away from Laing. It steadied itself and carefully observed the hammer-wielding man in front of it.
Its fur was covered in dust and snow. Its size and the length of its claws indicated that it was at least ten years old.
Its eyes were bloodshot, and its movements were slow. No wonder. Laing glared at Eyke, then turned to Roste. "I'll deal with it. You look for an opportunity."
"Alright!" The barbarians didn't say much and slowly pushed the door open. Eyke hurriedly got up and pulled out his sword. "The descendants of the Albrecht family will never admit defeat!"
The giant bear spirit looked around and finally chose the one that looked the easiest to bully. It roared and pounced on Laing.
"Damn it, I knew it was me!" Laing cursed and immediately rolled away. The bear's strength was far greater than a human's. Even if he had extraordinary vitality, he would not dare to take it head-on. This Bear Spirit was more than ten years old, and its challenge rating was at least Intermediate Elite. Its strength was not necessarily weaker than him.
Of the three, Eyke was wearing a chainmail with a breastplate and wielding a longsword and shield. It was obvious that he wouldn't be easy to take down. Roste was tall and strong and used a spear, a weapon that the Bear Spirit didn't like. Naturally, he wasn't the Bear Spirit's priority.
The feeling of rolling on the meadow was not bad. Although his body was immediately covered in grass and snow, Laing quickly got up and retreated again. The Bear Spirit's huge paw missed, and the cold wind swept across Laing's face, chilling him to the bone.
Eyke took advantage of this opportunity. As a wandering knight, he raised his kite shield and smashed it into the Bear Spirit's head.
Shield Bash!
The heavy shield hit the Bear Spirit's head, stunning it for a moment. This technique couldn't do much damage to the Bear Spirit, but it could effectively suppress its movements.
The intense dizziness caused the Bear Spirit's body to stop moving. Roste took advantage of this opportunity and stabbed his spear at the Bear Spirit's weak waist. "Taste this!"
The spear pierced the Bear Spirit's black fur, but it couldn't go any further. Roste had a bad feeling and quickly let go. "Oh! Damn it! "
"Roar!" The Bear Spirit swung its paw horizontally. Before the Barbarian could retreat, he was hit in the ribs. He cried out in pain and fresh blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Roste immediately retreated from the battle, his hand clutching his ribs. He'd suffered internal injuries.
The Bear Spirit was still in pursuit, but the incoming hammer made it feel threatened. Instinctively, it gave up on the chase and rushed towards Laing. Laing stood his ground, turned around, and smashed the Bear Spirit's shoulder with his hammer.
Crack! The Bear Spirit howled in agony with the sound of bones breaking.
Now, it's time to test out my previous results, Laing thought.
Light blue Psionic Force swirled around his left hand.
"First, the level-zero cantrip, Light. Go!" The light blue Psionic Force condensed into a bright ball of light that hit the Bear Spirit's eyes. The intense stimulation made it feel very uncomfortable.
"And then …" Laing brushed his hand over the hammer. Large amounts of water vapor rose from the tip of the hammer and quickly condensed into a layer of frost on its surface.
Thunderous Strike! Laing smashed the hammer into the ground. The ground within a two-meter radius froze. The Bear Spirit's body was also covered in a thick layer of frost. It was temporarily immobilized.
Reinforcements from afar soon arrived.
The first arrow hit the Bear Spirit's shoulder. Before the Bear Spirit could react, the second and third arrows hit its forelimbs and chest respectively.
Then came the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth arrows. The Bear Spirit was soon turned into a porcupine. The guards and mercenaries had already surrounded the Bear Spirit. Even the Bear Spirit sensed that something was wrong. It roared loudly, shaking the people around it. Its body suddenly curled into a ball and rolled down the mountain, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The Bear Spirit was very fast. In just a few breaths, it had rolled dozens of meters away. Its speed was still increasing.
"Alright, stop chasing it! Let's continue on our way! "Laing said in a low voice as he put away his weapon.
"Why aren't we chasing it?! That beast is about to die! "Ayke's expression changed. He hurried over and said.
"Chase? How are you going to chase it? Horse? Is your horse an elven warhorse? Or a Brittany half-breed? Are you sure the Bear Spirit won't be frightened and throw you to the ground? "Laing retorted. He didn't look happy either.
"Why not? I don't need to ride a horse to fight it! That beast is so badly injured. It won't be able to move after rolling down the mountain. Give me some time and I'll take its head! " Ayke said anxiously. "As long as you cover me, such an important honor will be at your fingertips. What's there to hesitate about?"
"Our precious manpower is not something you can use to win glory, Mister Ayke!" Laing rudely interrupted him again. "If it weren't for you, I don't think Roste would have been hurt, right?"
Roste was being bandaged and treated. The mercenaries fed him medicine. He clutched his chest and forced a smile. "It's nothing. It's just a small wound. I'll be fine in a few days."
Ike still wanted to say something, but Ryan leaned close and whispered, "You already know that even if a bear spirit is hibernating, it's still very difficult to kill it in one blow. So, what makes you so sure that you have the ability to kill a giant bear spirit that's only slightly injured?"
The wandering knight's face turned green and white. He finally gave up, but his tone became contemptuous. "I understand now, Mister Laing. You don't want me to win glory. Your plan is good. This way, you can keep your position as the leader, right?"
Ayke walked over to Laing's side, his eyes blazing with hatred. "Of course you don't care about this little trophy, do you? You're already a knight of the kingdom. But what about me? I need this! Very much! "
"Enough, Ayke. Don't forget, you're the one who lured this thing out. We have no obligation to pay for your mistakes! Please understand the difference between bravery and recklessness, "Laing scolded again.
"Fine! I understand! " Without Laing's support, Ayke finally gave up. He slapped away Laing's hand and shouted, "You have the right to be a coward, don't you? You're afraid of losing and your reputation being tarnished. "
With that, Ike walked away without looking back.
The wandering knight's words made everyone look at Laing with suspicion. If Laing was willing to join in the chase, the bear spirit would have no chance of surviving.
Laing frowned. He could see that most of the mercenaries and guards were willing to chase after the bear spirit, but they didn't understand his order. The bear spirit's body was full of treasures. The organs of such a big bear spirit could be sold for at least fifty gold denars. If they could sacrifice it to Bear God Essun, they could at least get a fifth-circle magic scroll and Essun's blessing.
Only the half-elf came over to Laing to express his understanding. "Mister Laing, all creatures have spirits. We've obviously disturbed the bear spirit's hibernation. It's best to calm its anger and let it go back to where it came from."
"You think I let the bear spirit go out of pity? You're thinking too much. "Laing shook his head.
"Then why did you let it go?" The half-elf also felt strange.
"I have a bad feeling. This trip won't be easy. We can't separate. In the darkness, something is watching us." Laing squinted his eyes. He could always feel that something was watching us.
"You're a part-time starry mage from the Royal Empire Wizard Academy? Or a sky mage from the Wizard Alliance? Do you have the ability to predict the future? "Astell remembered that Laing did release a small spell during the battle.
"No, it's just a feeling." Laing didn't answer. He couldn't explain it to everyone.
This was what his psionic abilities had brought him. He had just discovered that there was a huge filthy thing monitoring the caravan's every move from afar. Just as Ryan was about to pursue it, the presence had already disappeared.
Laing had experienced many battles, but this was the first time he saw such a terrifying blood-red power.
Maybe it wasn't a coincidence that Ayke went to disturb the bear spirit.
After the battle, the caravan continued to move forward.
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In the depths of the forest.
Countless trees grew crazily, covering the ancient path. These trees, whether it was the trunk, branches, or leaves, they all had a very strange yellow color. The twisted roots even covered the surface of the land.
Tree Planter Eldrad was walking in the forest with a long staff. He picked up the dead branches on the ground, his wrinkled face full of disgust. "The corrosion is getting worse. My Lord, how can I save this land?"
Since the arrival of chaos, the corrosion of the wind of chaos had gradually penetrated into the prime material world. The trees grew crazily under this corrosive energy, but they lost the green that symbolized vitality. The dense branches covered the sky, and almost no sunlight reached the ground.
Since the birth of the Druidic Order, they had done everything they could to stop the corrosion of chaos. However, unlike the Life Church, the Druidic Order stood on the side of nature and not the side of humans. A large number of rangers and druids appeared under the Druidic Order, and they always tried to prevent any creatures from affecting the stability of the forest and nature.
In the eyes of the farmers, the druids of the Druidic Order were lovers of nature and trees. They often appeared as veterinarians, and showed a positive side in helping the farmers treat the cattle. They warned the villagers that there were ferocious beasts and bandits in the forest, and to not enter or cut down the forest.
The villagers who believed in them would listen to them. They would never think that the ferocious beasts were raised by the Druidic Order, and many of the bandits were funded by the Druidic Order. These people's main purpose was to protect the forest.
By hook or by crook.
The truth would be exposed one day, and the Druidic Order became an unwelcome target of the nobles.
"The forest is crying, its body is constantly corroding, and the vicious energy of chaos is eroding its heart. Only in the deepest part of the forest is the purest. I have to find a way to bring out its seed. As long as I get the seed, there will be hope in the future." Eldrad used his long staff to illuminate the interior of the forest, and a soft emerald light shot out from the tip of the long staff. Wherever the light shone, the dark energy of chaos had nowhere to hide. Every time the emerald light expelled a little of the energy of chaos, the sickly growth of the trees would fade away, and new buds would appear on the branches of the trees.
"My Lord, please save this corroded land. I am powerless to do anything." Eldrad sighed deeply. The Kingdom of Nords in the north was the closest to the wasteland of chaos, and it suffered the most serious corrosion. The Druidic Order had put in a lot of effort to save it.
"… Who is it?" The sound of branches swaying came from the forest in the distance. Eldrad instinctively turned around, but found no trace of the enemy. "You don't want to come out?"
Emerald energy condensed on the druid's body, and then transferred to his long staff. "Then, I will make you have no choice but to come out!"
"Bang!" The wooden staff pressed on the ground, and a green wave surrounded the end of the staff. Green ripples appeared on the dry ground, and quickly spread in the direction of the sound.
Fury of the Forest, a fourth-circle divine spell.
"Found you!" Eldrad shouted angrily. "Citizen of the forest, fight!"
Thorns and branches rose from the ground, and firmly bound the uninvited guest.
Its appearance appeared in front of Eldrad. The uninvited guest was nearly four meters tall, and four huge horns stood high in the air. Pieces of iron armor were deeply embedded in its strong body. Its arms were thicker than tree trunks, and it held two battle-axes. The battle-axes were stained with blood and many were chipped. The armor in front of its chest was densely covered with spikes, and its huge bull eyes were filled with a blood-red luster.
Every time it breathed, it exhaled a large amount of white fog, causing the earth to tremble. Even though its body was wrapped in branches and thorns, only two emotions could be seen on its body: cruelty and bloodlust.
"The Eight Pillars Emblem of the Blood God?! You are?! " A deep sense of coldness spread across Eldrad's body. Looking at the Orc in front of him, he had already thought of something.
"Is it … a human? No … a bear? Also no. " The uninvited guest's bull face was facing the druid, and its scarlet eyes were full of fanaticism. "Not the target … but the sacrifice! Fight! "
After that, the muscles on the uninvited guest's body suddenly expanded, and the branches and thorns that bound it burst together.
"Filth! Today, I will purify you in the name of my Lord, Tal! "
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