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Chapter 62 Gunshots on the banks of the soot

Block and push the dog-headed man to the side, and be careful not to use too much force to lose the center of gravity. Zhao Mai's right hand followed closely and inserted the two bayonets of the giant-toothed beast gun into the dog-headed man's body.

Blood splashed out along the wound and splashed on Zhao Mai's shoulder. Because he did not hit the vital point, the kobold was not dead, but fortunately, it could not cause any threat for the time being. At the same time, another kobold pounced on him and pointed the sharp blade in his hand at Zhao Mai's unprepared ribs.

The reserved grain pounced on it and bit the dog-killer's wrist, forcing him to release the weapon in his hand. Zhao Mai turned around and slashed it, creating a deep ditch on the neck of the sneak attacker. Before his death, the dog-killer rushed forward desperately to try to hug Zhao Mai, but was tripped by the reserved grain and fell to the ground.

The ropes on his waist vibrated from time to time, which shows that a companion was grabbing the rope across the river. The battle situation was a bit urgent, and Zhao Mai had no time to look back and care about the situation on the river surface, so he could only bravely block the charge of the dog-headed man. Fortunately, the druid had an animal partner, and the combat effectiveness he could exert in the early stage was still very strong, no worse than that of a special warrior. Zhao Mai also had a killing weapon like a musket in his hand, and his full confidence could keep him calm.

This calmness made Lucius a little jealous. Since the kobold rushed up, he had to abandon the longbow and switch to the enemy with a spear. In fact, if he was patient and let the cheetah take defense, protection rather than charge, disturbing, then a feline beast would be enough to help him maintain distance from the enemy and give full play to his advantage in archery. He also laughed at Zhao Mai for bringing too many cumbersome things, but now he found that each seemed useful.

"Lucius, what spells did you remember? Now is not the time to be stingy!"

The handsome blonde finally discovered his tactical problems and immediately called the cheetah back. Taking advantage of the moment when it attacked the enemy and lost its mind, Lucius took two steps back and immediately began to cast the spell.

Amid the friction caused by the slipping of sand and gravel, a giant red centipede broke out of the ground and rushed towards the dog-headed man. If the centipede stood up, it would be almost as tall as Zhao Mai, and its thickness was not as good as that of the two dog-headed man. The two dog-headed man could not compare to its size. "Damn it! Kill it quickly! Kill it quickly!" The dog-headed man shouted loudly, and two ran over immediately.

"Mike, the two women have passed, we are going to prepare to retreat too!" Lucius suddenly shouted: "I found that there seemed to be enemies in the woods!"

Zhao Mai looked up and saw that it wasn't it? Another six dog-headed men rushed up. A dog-headed man walked at the end, with a ring-shaped crown stuck to his feathers on his head and a short staff in his hand.

"If there is a spell caster, retreat quickly! Withdraw quickly!" Zhao Mai whistled and ordered the reserved grain to go to the other side of the river immediately. The puppy refused this order and retreated to Zhao Mai's side, wanting to advance and retreat with him.

At this time, you can't hesitate anymore! Zhao Mai swung his arm, let go of the grasping ring that controlled the shield posture, and used his left hand to help hold the gun body with his right hand, aiming the black muzzle at a dog-headed man jumping up.

The index finger of the right hand hooked, and the explosion of gunpowder sounded! The processed flat-headed bullet broke the moment it hit the dog-headed man, cut the leather armor, and then rolled in the fragile body, crushing all the internal organs along the way. The dog-headed man flew backwards as he jumped over - and it also exploded in the air with flesh and blood.

The dog-killer was shocked and his movements were obviously stagnant. They had never seen this weapon before. The huge roar still created pain on the eardrums, and the huge power made fear in their hearts. There was already hesitation in the eyes of the dog-killer, and maybe they were about to be ready to run away soon.

At this time, the dog kowtowers cannot build confidence. They are a cluster creature that bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong, and can only fight with the wind. If the number is enough, they dare to siege the dragon. However, as long as a dog kowtower is captured by the dragon's power and escapes in fear, the remaining dog kowtowers will also escape in sight and will not hesitate at all.

There was another shot inside the barrel of the giant toothed beast. Zhao Mai moved the muzzle and aimed at another dog-headed man. Just as the trigger was about to pull the trigger, a thick fog suddenly appeared, covering him tightly.

The gunshots rang out as usual, but I don’t know if they hit the target. Zhao Mai came over immediately. This was the druid’s hidden fog technique: creating fog that blocks the sight with itself as the center. If you can’t see anything more than two steps away, it’s meaningless to have dark vision.

Lucius, you idiot, a spell like the hidden mist technique, how can you not say it before you release it? Although mist can retreat to cover, it also prevents the dog-headed people from dying - they cannot see the apprentices, nor can they see the tragic death of their companions! And...

Zhao Mai exclaimed, immediately picked up the reserved grain and strode towards the river. The hidden mist technique emerged with the caster as the center. It will change position along with the caster's movement for a duration, but it has one disadvantage, that is, it cannot be cast in the water.

Once Lucius gets into the river and is flooded, the fog will immediately dissipate. At that time, Zhao Mai will be left alone on the bank of the river, facing a group of kobold men who have recovered their vision. He will never have a way out! Thirty-six strategies are the best. Zhao Mai hesitated for a moment, and immediately turned around and ran away.

Just as he was running, a purple ball of light passed through the thick fog, turning in the air, and hit Zhao Mai with a bang. Ge Jia was immediately blown out of a hole, his body was hit hard, and blood oozed out of part of the flesh on his left rib, and he almost fell down. "Damn the dog-headed warlock, damn the magic missile! It must have been aimed before the hidden mist technique was released!" Zhao Mai scolded in his heart, but fortunately, a magic missile would not have taken his life.

The magic missile has a certain flight speed, but as long as you see the target when cast, it will inevitably hit. Only the force field-like barrier spells can offset the damage of the missile. Some people also say that if the target being attacked trys to dodge and uses non-fatal parts as cover, it can also avoid being too serious injuries. Without the hidden mist technique, Zhao Mai might try the subsequent method when he sees the missile. But now, this one has not hit him in the face and has not turned him from being able to see him from being overwhelmed to being unable to look directly.

He rushed into the water with a few steps, and at the same time he carried the musket back on his shoulders. He held the reserved grain with one hand and the rope with the other. With a backpack behind him, it was absolutely delusional to want to swim. Zhao Mai could only rely on the people on the other side to pull himself over.

The river flooded the chest, and it was already difficult to walk with both feet. However, the fog had not yet dissipated, and the dog-killer still couldn't see himself. Unless he was so lucky that he was disgusted by the dog-killer, he would not be hit by the weapons thrown by the dog-killer. Besides, Zhao Mai also covered one side of his body with a wooden shield, as long as the rope in his hand...

He shouldn't have been talking about this rope. He loosened his hand and the rope broke. Zhao Mai choked in a panic and hurriedly hugged the wooden shield as a floating board and drifted out along the river.
Chapter completed!
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