When Cohen saw the tabby cat that disappeared with Tecia appear next to Cecil, everything became clear.
"You planned all this!?"
But he still shouted to Woody unwillingly, with a hint of fear in his angry look. This was the first time he had encountered such a human being who could change at any time. Compared with those chaotic creatures that could not predict their actions at all, he seemed to be more capable.
There are more basic principles that limit one's behavior than those demons.
"How can it be called planning? When you first started doing it, you should have thought that there would be such a day."
Woody didn't talk too much with him. After Cecil used spell counterattack to interrupt his mist escape, he also mounted Grape and drove the horse to him. The sharp edge of the curved sword flashed in front of his eyes.
Their eyes bloomed together.
"Come down!"
"No, you can't kill me! I won't give in either!"
Obviously, Cohen didn't want to be captured like this. He couldn't accept the outcome. He, who was also riding a horse, took out a knight's sword from nowhere and stabbed directly in the direction of Woody. His speed was not slow, and he was faster than others.
The previous Silver Knight was even half a minute faster, and the intensity and skill involved were similar to the southern military swordsmanship that Woody encountered in his previous life. It should be the breathing method passed down by the Kamutra family.
But for Woody, these are still too slow. After all, his current physical fitness has been improved to an extraordinary level under Cecil's various buffing spells, not to mention his combat experience is far more than this thing.
The nobles hiding from XZ are much higher.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The sound of weapons clashing was extremely loud in the dark night, and sparks appeared several times.
But after just a few rounds of parrying, Cohen was horrified to find that he was at a disadvantage, and his self-confidence, which was not strong in the first place, was further frustrated.
He thought that he might lose, but he never thought that he would lose so quickly, let alone that there was a spellcaster beside him.
Spellcaster…
By the way, the caster.
Cohen, who originally wanted to try to escape, seemed to have thought of something. Faced with Woody's flurry of blade blows, he decisively retreated. Woody was not very skilled in riding a horse, so he was weak in this regard.
Seeing him retreating, he simply abandoned Grape. With a little force on his feet, he turned over and left the horse in the air. Then the moment he landed on the ground, his legs bent, and then he sprinted in the direction of Cohen's retreat like a leopard.
Since he still wants to escape, he should kill the mount first. Without the horse, he will not think about running around.
Woody didn't want to kill Cohen. If he really wanted to take action, he might lose after a few tricks during the meeting.
As for the reason, on the one hand, it is because he still has many questions to ask, and secondly, he considers the current situation in River Valley City. With this living lord, some things can be solved by means other than force.
And Cohen also saw Woody rushing in his direction. Naturally, he clamped his legs on the horse's belly, hoping that it would run faster. From the corner of his eyes, he closely estimated the distance between himself and the mage.
distance, the other idle hand squeezed again and again, and then squeezed tightly after bluffing.
Finally, a second after the light of Woody's sword came, amidst the neighing of the war horse, Cohen's figure suddenly disappeared on the horse's back before his body lost balance.
"No, there are actually magical items!"
The moment Woody discovered that Cohen's body had disappeared, he noticed that his black robe that originally tightly covered his body was emitting a mysterious ripple, and Cohen himself was like a stone thrown into a pond, gently
There was a slight ripple, and then it disappeared without a trace.
This made Woody grit his teeth, but when he thought about it, it was normal. The powerful lord here was not like Palermo. He didn't even have a territory, he was just a noble with an empty name. Whether it was in terms of making money or in terms of
The former are much more vigilant about safety awareness than the latter. It is normal to have some magical items that can save lives or have great uses.
Woody remembered that there were many national-level tasks in the previous life, that is, tasks issued by the royal family. The final rewards were basically not legendary weapons, but at least a set of high-level rare items. If you were in Terra, you would even see some task rewards.
Is it a semi-artifact or a secondary artifact.
It is normal for a viscount to own some rare items. After all, like among saints, if you carefully study the identities of those mages before they became mages, you will find that except for a few lucky ones, most of them come from noble families.
In terms of identity theory, they are nobles first, and then they are mage.
Although Woody didn't know which spellcasting profession the middle-aged man in front of him had advanced to, his familiarity with the use of magical objects and spellcasting was obviously not the kind of half-time job, but one that had undergone systematic training.
This means that it is difficult for him to use magic items that are out of range. If the spell surge in front of him comes from the black robe, if it can be cast instantly, the level should not be very high, and the teleportation distance should not be very far.
that is.
Woody quickly scanned the surroundings and immediately discovered an extra black outline behind Cecil. Although the sky was equally gloomy now, and the outline was almost the same color as the background, it was extremely clear in his golden hole.
So, he also saw the face full of hatred and a ferocious smile towards him. Maybe the expression on the middle-aged man's face was not obvious, but Woody could get his pleasure from his eyes, as if to say, "Repent!"
"Weep bitterly!" and so on.
In fact, Cohen did think so. When he successfully moved behind the caster through the "Dimension Shift" attached to the "Shadow Robe", he knew that he had mostly succeeded this time.
Told him during his studies as a mage's apprentice.
Due to their physical constitution, most spellcasters are most afraid of being close, so they are always surrounded by guards and personal guards to protect them.
This is also the reason why golems are so popular among the casters. They are loyal and powerful summons that will never betray, and can follow the casters at all times, so that their lives are safe.
As for the last line of defense for the caster, the mage armor, Cohen also had his own method. He saw his free left hand turning slightly, and a dark dagger made of obsidian appeared in his hand, emitting in the night.
It is a kind of colorful black with an alluring light. Only the miners who are most familiar with the material know that this is a stone dagger made from the special ore "Demon Breaking Stone" in the Dead Magic Region. Its characteristics are
All magic shields are immune, and may be useless against professions wearing heavy or light armor for melee combat, but for mages whose highest defense may be their own fat, this is often a fatal weapon.
Seriously injured first, then kidnapped!
His thoughts flashed through like lightning, and a reckless and bold plan quickly took shape in Cohen's mind. He didn't want to kill anyone, he just simply wanted to leave. After all, he also knew that even if he killed the spellcaster in front of him, in the end,
He can't leave this land either. The hyena-like guy will chase him to the end of the world. Only by catching his partner can he have a chance of survival.
In Cohen's heart at this time, the fear of death far outweighed the shock of the spell caster just now. The stone dagger in his hand pierced the back of the young mage in front of him without hesitation, but when he realized that she
There was a tabby cat turning around on his back and shoulder, and Cohen's anger that had subsided was suddenly ignited.
It's all your fault!
This damn tabby cat!
Without your tip-off, I would have left this damn place long ago!
To be honest, it would be a lie to not be afraid of attacking the spell caster.
After all, he also knew that the spell caster only had more means, and he was just betting that the spell caster did not take him seriously and had confidence in his own shield.
Therefore, the moment he saw the tabby cat, all kinds of feelings came to his mind, so he swung the dagger to his back with a vent of anger, and swiped it downwards, making the trajectory coincide with the location of the tabby cat.
.
He wants to kill two birds with one stone!
The cry for revenge grew in his heart and spread quickly.
Sure enough, the dagger was hit by an invisible film three feet outside the body of the young mage, and its power disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea. But the next moment, Cohen activated the power inside the stone dagger.
--"Kill demon!"
The next moment, the originally hard and flexible shield suddenly melted like broken ice under hot fire. In almost an instant, the tip of the dagger quickly moved towards the back of the cat and the mage with a sharp sound of wind.
He believed in his agility and attack speed. Not to mention the improvement in that blessing, but also in his daily training, Cohen's physical attributes had also been improved to a height that ordinary knights could not reach. Although it was not as good as Woody, but
For a mage who has always been known for being weak, this is obviously a dimensionality-reducing blow.
Just like talking about money with poor people and talking about feelings with rich people, there is always one thing that is weaker than oneself, and what Cohen has to do is to achieve the ultimate victory through a breakthrough in that field.
But when the sharp top of the stone dagger crossed the tabby cat, it did not feel the soft touch he imagined. Instead, it seemed to be inserted into a wall.
Just listen to the tinkling sound of life.
Before Cohen could even lament the pain of the tiger's mouth, an ominous omen arose in his heart.
what happened?
A huge shadow outline covered him, accompanied by a fishy smell of the sea.
What does this smell like?
The smell of the sea?
Cohen was a little confused. Before he even had time to react, a metallic curved wall suddenly appeared in front of him.
He subconsciously touched it with his hands. There was a slight numbing feeling in the coldness. The particles were clear, and it was like touching an carved chessboard. The touch was also like taking off woolen underwear in winter and accidentally touching it during friction.
the feeling of time.
This is……
Before he could think about where this metal wall came from, the crackling sound in the air made him subconsciously look towards the source of the sound. He saw thunder flashing again in the night sky above his head, and the location of the lightning surge was far away from him.
It was so close that he could even see the overflowing light after the lightning flashed.
And in the light of lightning, he saw what the metal wall blocking his eyes was!
The bronze-colored scales are like stacked bricks, tightly connected on the dragon's abdomen, and the huge and slender body coupled with the wingspan of the same length shows its unique beauty, with fine blue and white
Electric arcs danced in the shiny scales, and the bird's beak-like mouth was densely covered with fangs.
Dragon!
As the lord of the Golden River Valley, how could he not be impressed by the dragons that frequently disturbed the people and regarded Asenland as their hunting ground and observation laboratory? Whether it was the plunder of the color dragons or the self-righteous observations of the metal dragons,
It can make a city-state or even a country prosper or decline.
Of course, most of them end up with the latter.
Before, Cohen's father, Malati Kamutla, drove two young green dragons out of their territory in the forest on the edge of the river valley. Now, in a flash, forty or fifty years have passed. Cohen originally thought that in his own generation
, he might be attacked by the green dragon, and he had prepared a lot of dragon-slaying equipment, but he didn't expect that the one he encountered before the green dragon turned out to be a metal dragon that he had only seen in books.
How did it appear?
Cohen swallowed the saliva hanging in his throat with difficulty. After discovering that it was a giant dragon, his original pleasure of venting his impulsiveness and recklessness turned into a bad mood of helplessness and regret.
bidige" bidige
what to do?
Cohen didn't know what to do for a moment. Should he put down his weapon to signal that he was harmless? Or should he turn around and run?
No, none of these are allowed!
As Cohen, who had some knowledge about dragons, he immediately thought of a way to make amends, and that was to start with their favorite things.
wealth!
Although gold and silver are not treasures that all dragons like, their purchasing power allows them to exchange them for their favorite treasures.
For example, crafts made from pearls, conch shells, and corals in the ocean. The value of these things is essentially measured in money.
Thinking of this, Cohen quickly spoke loudly.
"Wait, dear dragon, I have undoubtedly offended you. Here is my opinion on not offending you."
As he spoke, he held up a dimensional ring with both hands, which contained part of the wealth accumulated by his family for almost a century. Although it was not much, it was enough to knock out the giant dragon directly at this age.
However, this time, the response he received came from above the nine heavens, but directly drove him into the bottomless abyss.
Hope is lost.
Just listen to this bronze dragon who is still in the young dragon stage say loudly.
"Use my money to buy me! How brave! You are truly a human being!"
Seeing this giant dragon so confident and confident directly extinguished the last glimmer of hope in Cohen's heart.
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