Chapter 115: They are here to slay the dragon (two-in-one)
"Sword... Sword Master! Combat Qi turned into a sword? High-level Sword Master!" A group of more than a dozen sand pirates on horseback looked at Luther on the sand dune in front of him, stuffing dried beets into his mouth desperately, and then using his bare hands to sacrifice the air sword.
All legs were weak.
The turning of fighting spirit into a sword is the sign of a high-level sword master. How could this be an aristocratic son who has read too many knight novels? This is the protagonist of knight novels at all, and he is also the kind of lucky one. Otherwise, such a young sword master?
Some of the sand bandits who were charging towards them with great momentum turned their horses and fled in panic. The rest of their legs gave way and they turned over, dismounted from their horses and slid to their knees. They threw themselves forward and raised their hands in the air, shouting: "We are here to see you off."
Dear guest, I wish you a happy journey."
It was Luther's turn to smile evilly: "You are really enthusiastic. It turns out that this is the enthusiasm. It just so happens that I also show my enthusiasm..." As he said this, he was about to stuff beets into his mouth.
Lightning next to him interrupted him: "You just want to take advantage of the opportunity to eat beets. These guys don't need your best efforts. If you don't take action, they won't be able to hold them back."
On the other side, the little zombie was pulling the angel skeleton with all its strength, but the angel skeleton shook it off hard, took a step forward, and pushed forward with both hands, but nothing happened.
I turned around in confusion and looked, hey, where did the wings go?
He tilted his head and thought for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Ange had taken away his wings. He quickly ran to Ange, raised his hands above his head and made a flying gesture: "Huhu!"
Ange shook his head.
"Ouch~" the angel skeleton yelled softly.
"Ouch!" Ange shouted firmly.
The angel skeleton turned and walked away in frustration, but soon it cheered up again, raised its little fist, grasped the Holy Light, and rushed forward.
However, when he looked up, he saw corpses lying on the ground. Luther was chasing the fleeing sand thieves in the distance. His feet were swaying so much that they left an afterimage, kicking up a billowing cloud of sand.
"Ouch!" The angel skeleton was angry. It had not hit anyone for more than a month. The little zombie wanted to come over and pull it, but it punched it in the eye.
Ten minutes later, Luther came back empty-handed, with a look of disdain on his face: "These guys don't even have a single copper coin on them, so no wonder they are out to rob."
"How do you know they don't have it? Maybe they don't have it with them, but they still have money with them when they come out to rob them?" Ling Ling argued.
"You don't understand this. Depending on the situation, some guys will not only take them, but also take all their wealth with them, because they can't trust their companions. But none of these people take the lead. They are either poor or the gang is very powerful.
Fixed and built trust in each other.”
"You understand?"
"Of course, I am a man who has dreamed of becoming the King of Thieves. Sand thieves are also thieves." After patting his chest, Luther ran back to the distant sand dunes and pulled back all the horses and flags: "Why don't we pretend to be
The Sand Bandits are fine, these Sand Bandits are too weak."
The proposal to pretend to be a sand robber was rejected, but the horses were led away, each person riding one while the others were led.
Lightning walked angrily: "Didn't we agree that each of us would have a horse? Why are you three still riding on me? Is Luther the only one who counts?"
Lightning carried three guys and a dozen horses and galloped deep into the desert.
Absolutely no one dares to venture into the desert like them. There is no water or food. Even the Sword Master and the Magister will only starve to death on the road.
But they won't. The only people who need water and food here are Lightning and Luther. The food in the Palace of Rest is enough for them to feed them for several years, and water is not a problem. Ange can make it on the spot.
Although the water element is very thin in the desert, Ange's magic power is endless. Even if it condenses one drop per second, there will be 3,600 drops per hour. Twenty-four hours a day, enough for Luther and Lightning to take a bath.
What makes them most uncomfortable is the sun during the day. Ange is fine, but the little zombies and angel skeletons are so hot that their souls are wilting, and the saplings are wilting, but they are unwilling to return to the Palace of Rest, where the remaining
The aura made them very uncomfortable. Ange had adapted to it for more than a thousand years, but he still didn't want to get close to the palace complex.
Unless everyone goes back, Luther and Lightning refused. Lightning even said: "Even if Lightning, my son of Thunder, is exposed to death today, even if I dig a hole and bury me, I won't go in."
Looking at the two listless guys, Ange stopped helplessly: "Dig."
The little zombie immediately became energetic, stretched out his palms, hooked his fingers forward, and the power of his soul surged, and two hoes soon appeared on his palms.
After a quick paddle, a large hole was dug out in the sand. However, the sand was too loose, and as the hole was dug deeper, the surrounding areas collapsed, turning it into a cone-shaped sand pit.
"Don't you know how to break the earth? Use it." Nigris said in Ange's soul.
Whoosh, Ange suddenly became shorter. When he lowered his head, his legs sank into the sand, reaching up to his knees.
"Well, your Earth Splitting Technique makes the elements loose, right? If you turn around and let the earth elements gather, won't they solidify? Solidification Technique, the most basic earth magic."
"Oh." Ange cast a solidification spell on his feet, and the loose gravel immediately solidified into sand, solidifying Ange's feet inside.
Nigris didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and he didn't know whether to call him stupid or smart. He could use the magic once, but he would make such stupid mistakes. If this was his student, Nigris felt that he
It will definitely be short-lived for decades.
Ange did not pull out his foot, but kept it there, and continued to cast magic on the gravel under his feet. Earth magic was the type of magic he was least proficient in. After all, the soil only needed to be loosened once a year, and only once in more than a thousand years.
It has only been loosened more than a thousand times.
However, his powerful elemental control and endless mental power allow him to master any low-level magic with ease and he can easily learn it.
The solidification spell that was continuously cast into the ground did not solidify the gravel immediately, but spread to the surrounding gravel with Ange's thoughts.
Level 1 magic dissipates very quickly. If Ange cannot form it in time, the magic power will diminish rapidly.
However, Ange's spellcasting speed was too fast. He was not very proficient in earth magic and could reach two shots per second. Everyone felt that the elements in the sand under their feet were reacting more and more actively.
Within three minutes, more than 260 solidification spells were thrown into the sand. With a thought in Ange's mind, the earth elements that had become active instantly changed according to Ange's will.
Everyone felt their feet sink, and the sand pile instantly sank three meters, hardening and solidifying into a solid sandstone ground.
The sunken area is a square of five meters long and five meters wide, horizontally and vertically. Even the four walls are solidified together, turning into a sunken square space. The four walls are flat and can be sold without painting.
Everyone was dumbfounded, including Negris. He could see more things, so the shock in his heart was even stronger.
"Magic Delayed Concentrated Explosion Integrated Formation Technique, Seobada, don't tell me you realized it yourself?" Negris's voice rushed directly out of Ange's soul, condensed and vibrated in the air, and erupted into a roar that everyone could understand.
hear.
Ange tilted his head, obviously not understanding what it meant.
Others didn't understand even more and looked over in confusion.
Nigris calmed down his emotions. Don't blame him for being excited. Although Ange is indeed very powerful and has a godhead, there are some things that cannot be achieved with great strength, and the One-piece Formation Technique is one of them.
"Do you know how buildings are made?" Only Luther might know this. Everyone looked at Luther in unison.
"Well, they were cut out with iron drills, and some were made out of stones." Luther said while searching his brain.
Well, I know I shouldn’t ask these people, there isn’t even a ‘normal’ house in the Abyss.
"Normal houses are grown by earth magicians." Negris said.
Chang? Ange immediately became energetic, and the wilted saplings also became energetic: force--long--force--long--.
"Use earth magic to mobilize the earth element, grow a pillar, grow a wall, solidify, grow the roof, solidify, and finally grow the entire building. This kind of building is integrated, solid and durable, the Palace of Rest and the World Transit
Stations and other buildings were probably built using this method."
"But with this construction method, small buildings are fine, but what about large buildings? A magician's magic power is limited. He can only mobilize so many earth elements at one time, which is only enough to grow a wall. If they are built separately, they will
They need to be glued or wedged together, so they cannot be integrated."
"What if the support columns and beams cannot be bonded with adhesive wedges? At this time, one-piece plasty is needed."
"More than a dozen earth magicians work together to cast spells collectively to activate the elements, and are controlled by the mages who have learned the one-piece forming technique to complete the one-piece molding and solidification of the giant building at once."
Luther Lightning and others were confused when they heard it: "It seems very powerful, but I can't tell what is so powerful."
"Haha, gather the power of all the magicians and cast it together. This is the command technique. The One-piece Formation Technique is the baton of the magician group. The commander-in-chief of a magician group must master the One-piece Formation Art." Nigris said firmly.
arrive.
Luther and Lightning finally understood and gasped: "The command technique of the magician group? Oh my God, can you be the commander of the magician group?"
"Hmph, if that's all, do I need to be so shocked? Think again, what did he just do? He cast hundreds of magics, and he didn't even need to bring a magician. He is a team of magicians himself."
Nigris said.
Luther and Lightning opened their mouths wide, not knowing what to say.
"But..., alas." Nigris sighed.
"Nothing but what?" Luther wanted to punch him in the eye. He hated others for showing off.
"The strength of a magician group is determined by the level of the commander-in-chief. If the commander-in-chief is a great magician, it is a large magician group. If it is a magister, then it is a magician group. If it is a first-level magician, it is a magician group.
…….”
Everyone looked at Ange, thinking of all his first-level and second-level magic, and sighed together.
"Boom, boom..." The sunken square space suddenly trembled.
Luther listened for a while, then his expression changed drastically: "No, it's the sound of horse hooves. The sound of a large group of horse hooves. There are a large number of cavalry coming towards our position at high speed."
Lightning was a little confused and said, "Isn't that right? The sand is so loose. Even if there are a large number of cavalry, there won't be such a big movement unless they are very close to us." As he spoke, Lightning held the wall with his front hooves and looked out.
Where are the cavalry beyond reach?
"No, it's cavalry, a large number of cavalry." Nigris said urgently: "We are now in a solidified space sunk into the ground, which will amplify the vibrations in the distance. It should be still some distance away from us, Ange
, quickly put away the horses outside, let’s hide first and check the situation.”
Ange jumped out and threw all the dozen horses into the farm of the Palace of Rest, then quickly pulled the surrounding gravel into the pit, quickly solidified the roof, and then filled it with sand.
When the last piece was solidified, a large area of billowing dust appeared on the horizon. Not long after, a black line emerged from the horizon.
The rumble of hoofbeats passed by less than a kilometer away from the pit dug by Ange, causing a vibration so loud that it almost collapsed the sandstone pit.
"After counting, there are about six thousand cavalry. The equipment is very miscellaneous. They don't look like an army, but like thieves." Luther quietly poked his head out to take a look.
Lightning was shocked: "More than six thousand cavalry? Are they the accomplices of those sand bandits you killed?"
"No way." Luther said, "Just kill a dozen of them and send out more than 6,000 cavalry to chase us? How is that possible? Unless I kill their leader, but those guys are so bad, how is it possible?
It’s the leader.”
The rumble of horse hooves suddenly died down rapidly.
"They seemed to have stopped. I went out to take a look."
Taking advantage of the cover of the sand dunes, Luther quietly walked to the largest sand dune nearby and looked down. A huge cavalry was beginning to set up tents under the sand dunes, seemingly preparing to spend the night here.
After counting, there were indeed close to more than 6,000 people, and a small number of them looked like elite regular troops. They had uniform equipment, complete armors, vests, and weapons, and each person had two horses. There were probably more than 1,000 people and more than 2,000 horses.
There are also five or six special carriages among them, and you can tell they are magic vehicles at a glance.
The rest were miscellaneous cavalry with miscellaneous equipment. They looked like a gang of thieves, and were far inferior to the elite cavalry in terms of energy and camp skills.
As the sky slowly darkened, Luther took advantage of the night and went to the tents with people on the edge to eavesdrop. As he was quietly eavesdropping, a head popped up not far behind him and tilted.
He tilted his head and didn't say hello.
When Luther had finished eavesdropping, collected the information he wanted, and quietly touched it back, the head also quietly retracted.
Returning to the underground space, I found that an Ange was missing.
"Where is Lord Ange? Where have you gone?"
Lightning pointed at the corner. There was an extra hole there. After a while, Ange got out of the hole. When he shook, the sand on his body fell.
Nigris said proudly: "We have been behind you. Ange's infinite magic power can be used to drill through the soft sand without any problem. However, we saw you eavesdropping there, so we didn't get close.
Did you hear something?"
Luther pursed his lips with a strange expression and said, "These people are here to slay the dragon."
"What? Dragon slaying? Dragon slaying in the desert? Could it be...?"
Luther nodded: "Yes, it's the brass dragon."
"Zhaobada, Ange, let me out, and I will kill them. Let me out, and I will spray them with dragon breath."