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Chapter 81 Greed, You Are My Favorite Original Sin

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Master Fran and Master Ortega's journey back to the other side was not smooth. Another magic apprentice fell under the endless magic water arrows of that damn little witch on the way back.

After finally reaching the south bank, the two masters used space to trade for time, and gradually regained the momentum.

Across the wide Sanggan River, it is not easy for even a sharp archer to hit a moving object, let alone attack with magic. At this time, the magic battle on both sides started from close range and quickly.

The confrontation has become a training hall for mid- to high-level magic. Only the covering strike of mid-to-high-level magic can have a certain degree of damage to long-distance targets.

From the equipment point of view, there is not much difference between the two sides.

The two magicians came well prepared, with magic scrolls tucked into their arms in bundles. After fighting for a long time, the two great magicians suddenly remembered that they also had several gems and magic crystals tucked away in their pockets.

.........In fact, this low-level mistake cannot be entirely blamed on the two masters. Masters Ferran and Ortega also participated in the competition before.

After fighting, I still have some combat experience. But in every battle, the magician was not afraid of flying away when he held it in the palm of his hand, or he was afraid of melting when he held it in his mouth. He was safely placed at the back and sat in charge.

Use magic calmly; there has never been a battle like this, where you have encountered so many tough and powerful opponents.

Since I arrived in this damn Beamon territory, I was first seriously irritated by the figure who couldn't be beaten no matter how hard I tried. After finally solving this figure, before I could recover, I fell into another hard battle, and then was "bloody"

This unexpected joy stimulated Gengen. Then he was severely humiliated by an intermediate water magician. There was no room for the two masters to calm down and think.

But it's not too late now. Although the magic power stored in gems and magic crystals is not as exaggerated as "blood marrow", it is better than nothing. The two masters blushed at each other and quickly changed the gems on their staffs.

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The equipment on Avril's side is not bad either. Not to mention the "Fountain of Elements" and magic crystals, there are also quite a few magic clam shell scrolls that have been accumulated in the past two months. Karu rummaged through his pocket and was

The proprietress stood behind her in a majestic manner, not much. Just half a pocket of magic clam shell scroll.

But in terms of real strength comparison, Avril has no advantage at all.

Water magic has the weakest attack power among all magics, and fire magic is the nemesis of water magic. This difference is not easy to see when using low-level magic, but when using medium-to-high-level magic,

This gap is obvious in the competition between high-level magic. However, the mermaid is a sea tribe with the ability to communicate with the water element. Although she is an intermediate magician, Avril can still summon high-level magic through the clam shell scroll.

Of course it is much stronger than Master Ortega, who can only use mid-level magic, but with the addition of a high-level magician like Master Phelan, Avril's luck will end here.

In a long-distance battle between magicians, both sides used mid-to-high-level magic to blast each other. Even if the mermaid's spellcasting speed is faster, it is still faster than a human magician, let alone one against two.

Master Ortega first used the intermediate fire magic "Fire Meteor" to launch a retaliatory attack on Avril. Avril Lavigne met her with the high-level water magic "Water Blade Storm", completely defeating the power of this "Fire Meteor".

After the water element and the fire element collided fiercely and disappeared into the air, Master Fei Lan insidiously made a time lag, and his high-level space magic "Three Rounds of Dimensional Slash" was launched just at this time.

After all, they are two cunning magicians. I have to admit that with this kind of fighting style, even Avril, who has a small mouthful of "Elemental Spring" under her tongue, cannot disturb the balance at all. Avril just used her speed to defeat an opponent.

Five, now she is in turn restrained by speed.

The defeat just now was actually not a matter of lack of strength at all. The two masters were really beaten by Avril, who gave full play to her speed advantage and used the quick and fast rogue style of "brick-breaking martial arts, machete chop fighting spirit" at close range.

.In fact, it was not only the two magicians who were beaten, but every member of the entire slave-catching group was beaten by a group of country behemoths from Feilengcui who just beat the old master to death with random punches.

I can't even find the direction.

Human beings are human beings. After stabilizing their position, they can always find a solution, explore their own strengths and weaknesses of their enemies, and then attack their opponents in turn. This is why humans can dominate this continent, not Behemoth, elves, or

The fundamental reason for dwarves.

Avril is now complaining endlessly. The "three rounds of dimensional slashes" flying over the river are like three flying axes riding the wind and waves. She finally knocked off one with continuous water arrows, and the remaining two have already flown in front of her.

Already.

Master Fran's expectant expression was disappointed.

He ignored the two beautiful priests again. Ignoring the priests was as stupid as ignoring the magicians. Just when Master Ortega summoned the "Fire Meteor", the two priests had already begun to sing loud war songs.

The remaining two extremely powerful magical powers of this "Three Rounds of Dimensional Slash" disappeared without a trace the moment they approached the river bank. Although the power of a war song of "Alina's Dispersion Song" alone cannot eliminate the energy of a high-level magic

, but with two war songs and a war dance, it is definitely not a problem to dispel a mentor-level magic.

"Song of dispelling magic?" The two masters looked at each other and shrugged regretfully.

I will never give up until I reach Sanggan River.

Knowing that the chanting speed of Priest Beamon's war song could not match the magician's casting speed, the two unyielding magicians once again summoned a high-level magic and a mid-level magic through the scroll and blasted them to the other side.

This time, Avril was too lazy to intercept the two magics. She directly used "Hurricane Wave Slash" to bring the huge waves of the Sanggan River and fiercely pounced on the two human magicians.

Sacrificial pets are not just for free. The thunder and lightning of the Komodo War Beast and Velociraptor also made the two magicians realize a serious problem... The sub-dragon-level monsters only have trade union titles.

Only magicians above the level of magicians can resist.

Although the magic used by the two monsters is not high-level, they can cast magic instantly, rather than the long spells and chants required by magicians to summon them.

In medium and long-distance battles, in addition to the mentor-level magic, grandmaster-level magic and holy-level magic used by magicians, magisters and Shengqiao magicians to make the sub-dragon monster powerless. Other levels of magic, sub-dragon level

World of Warcraft can completely rely on the speed advantage of its instant magic hair to beat quality with quantity.

The two masters have not yet reached the level of using magic above the master level, so they can only watch and continue to suffer.

The furious "Hurricane Wave Slash" smashed the magician shields of the two masters into pieces. Instead of a row of mercenaries volunteering to protect them with battle shields, the two masters were more or less dead.

Colorful.

Under Count Toti's helpless call, the two arrogant magicians fled to the river embankment. After both sides were unable to do anything to each other, the magician war came to an end with a tacit understanding.

Count Toti wanted to cry at this time.

When they set off from Dolot, there was a luxurious formation of three thousand mercenaries and plunderers. As soon as they entered the Feilengcui gate, a whole squadron of spearmen, a squadron of great swordsmen and a squadron of archers fell on the high red soil slope.

On the steps of death. Plus one more

The heavy-armed scythe operator who burned down the fire, the catapult and hemp crossbow operators who were killed by the cheating Pige, and the terrifying bird-winged crossbow bombarded the ground mage to follow. I conservatively estimate that there are no

Four hundred and fifty people fell before crossing the river.

Not to mention the tragic situation in the Sanggan River. Because they didn't know how to drink water, at least seventy or eighty mercenaries fell into the water and drowned. Two dozen hippo warriors each smashed five short axes. At least one more was killed.

One hundred, thirty or forty people, and two hundred and fifty were killed along with the men and their horses.

The light cavalry around the people, the three hundred mercenaries who finally climbed up the north bank, were surrounded by two Yalong priests, two Templars, a mixed team of mammoth cavalry, and hundreds of bugbears and hobgoblins that suddenly appeared.

With the help of the ogre's helper, he was killed cleanly.

Finally, the teleportation of forty cavalrymen was in vain.

At present, there are less than 1,600 people left in the entire slave-catching group. From the nearly 3,000 people when they set out, half of them were lost in the blink of an eye.

Among the remaining personnel, except for the more than 300 retinue knights loyal to the Sherpa family and their servants who were intact, the Sherpa family's biggest loss was that a slave-catching squadron and the originally sent out slave-catching squadron were defeated by hippo warriors when crossing the river.

There are more than forty excellent scouts in the "Tornado" mercenary group, but the others are in a miserable state. There are only fifty giant scythes left in the "Tornado" mercenary group, and the two squadron leaders are dead. The "Metal Rose" mercenary group is even worse.

The commander and deputy commander are all dead. Currently, there are only three squadrons of light cavalry and about 70 regiment commander's personal soldiers left on the south bank. Three hundred light cavalry are still wet...

A medium-sized mercenary group of 1,500 people was actually beaten and crippled alive. With the help of "blood marrow", the two magicians also killed two of their apprentices and all their followers.

He fled back in embarrassment.

"I've been fooled!" Count Toti stared at the Sanggan River reluctantly and repeated this sentence in a muttered voice.

The opponent has 200 powerful slave warriors, 20 Orphan warriors, 20 hippopotamus warriors, 300 hobgoblin warriors and 200 vassal warriors, plus two Yalong priests and two temples.

The knight and a water magician are powerful enough to fight a head-on battle with the slave-catching group.

But the opponent chose a strategy. Under this insidious strategy, Beamon annihilated half of the human slave-catching group at the cost of minor casualties and a burned red clay slope!

"I thought that I, a talented student who graduated from the Imperial Military Academy of San Francisco, was unknowingly manipulated by a group of stupid orcs. They relied on dangerous terrain to block their attack and misguided my thinking.

Underestimating the enemy and advancing rashly,

Then use the Sanggan River naval army to attack me...Who came up with such a vicious plan? We attacked them sneakily..." The earl thought about this question over and over in his mind. The poor earl was confused.

I was almost driven crazy by the torture.

Looking at the insurmountable natural danger of Sanggan River, the earl couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.

"Priest!" Why didn't I bring a high-level priest this time, only a priest! If I had the priest's sacred spell, how could I let the evil aura of the Behemoth priest abuse my cavalry? Why didn't I bring enough heavy equipment this time?

Equipped with infantry! With heavy infantry, why would I let eight Behemoths block me on the steps of death for so long! If my sling

The squad and the crossbow squad are still there, and the geometer Archimedes is still there, so how can two magicians be allowed to personally cover the infantry that they landed! Why don’t I have a magician? Sangganhe, why the hell don’t you?

A bridge?" The earl roared at the Sanggan River for a reason, then drew out his sword and slashed at the air again.

"Sir, should we retreat back to Dolot first?" Master Fran asked cautiously.

"I'm so unwilling." The earl shook his head painfully and stared at the other side again. There was a beautiful woman there. He had everything he wanted, but there was the Daosang River, and there was a group of extremely dangerous hippo warriors.

The Behemoths on the other side burst into cheers. Countless Behemoth warriors began to climb on the vines and bamboo rafts. It seemed that they were preparing for a counterattack.

The earl stared at it in confusion for a long time. Only when he saw these Behemoths actually rowing the oars did he realize that it was indeed true.

Is there such a good thing? The count rolled his eyes in disbelief.

The earl quickly used his military acumen to make an accurate estimate. There were only five or six hundred soldiers in Behemoth. The number of rattan boats and bamboo rafts was not very large. The first batch of people transported across the river was only two or three at most.

Hundreds of people. Due to their huge size, the war beasts of Komodo cannot yet be settled. Velociraptors and mammoths fall.

Although they are good at water, the two magicians are still there, and their magic bands are abundant. Moreover, both masters can use fire magic, which is the most feared by mammoths. There are still 1,600 people in our headquarters, and there are 1,000 of them.

The light cavalry can charge with lances to cover up Behemoth when they come ashore. There are also fifty heavy-armed scythemen, and there are five to six hundred infantry.

This ratio made Lord Earl's heart beat so fast.

How could they be so confident without the natural danger of Sanggan River? Is it another conspiracy? The count was thinking about another possibility in the flying belt.

As if in response to the count's conjecture, dozens of rattan boats appeared out of thin air on the river, with countless Behemoth warriors sitting on them.

"Bah! This is just a cover-up! Lord Earl, what should we do now? You must not be deceived by this kind of magic that manipulates light." The two magicians were obviously ready to make a move, and the human subconscious was unwilling to accept it.

Even knowledgeable magicians are not immune to the personality of giving in.

"Everyone is ready!" Lord Count gritted his teeth: "Line up to meet the enemy!"

A slightly strange "king"-shaped battle formation opened its bloody mouth on the tidal flat below the river embankment where the "Feleng Cui Toll Station" on the north bank is located.

Five to six hundred servants were deployed in a skirmish line at the forefront, and behind them, more than 300 slave catchers from the Sherpa family and hundreds of engineers occupied the most open beach on the north bank of the Sanggan River.

In the center of this compact phalanx are heavily armed scythes and the count.

In addition to dozens of skilled personal guards, even a dozen black slaves were issued weapons to follow. Thousands of light cavalry spread out from the two wings behind the earl. Two magicians and magic apprentices were behind the cavalry.

Sitting on a simple high platform made of temporary bamboo, he stood ready.

This kind of hierarchical structure, to put it bluntly, has a direct descendant of the earl on each level, which has the meaning of supervising the battle team.

Why put the most poorly equipped servants at the forefront? In addition to the low life of these servants, the two magicians and the earl had other considerations and had a deep-seated plan...

Fighting really exercises people. After experiencing a series of blows, the two magicians began to learn to think about problems very calmly.

The more Count Toti observed the terrain, the more confident he felt.

This place is really good. One hundred yards behind the tidal flat is the river embankment. Two hundred yards away from the river embankment is the burning red clay slope, which can provide a good line of sight. The tidal flat is very large. Directly in front of the battle formation is the

An open area about forty yards long and two hundred yards wide is the only large embankment. The river embankment in other places is too narrow and steep due to the river water, but here it feels like it has been hit by a sap.

There was a huge collapse, forming a natural port.

If this group of Behemoths choose to climb ashore from other steep river embankments, the cavalry can quickly rush over and stab the exposed Behemoths to death one by one with lances; the lush reeds on the beach will be harvested by the servants.

After that, they all lined up and piled up at the mouth of the river beach. This is

It is used to set fire to stop the mammoth cavalry; because of the winter, the originally soft silt on the entire beach has become as hard as iron, which is perfect for cavalry charges. A thousand cavalry! The earl thought, I just need two cavalry

The life of a Behemoth warrior would be enough for you.

Everything is ready. Lord Count is sweating in his hands.

The two magicians began to compete with the two priests again. The magic beast's attack magic was only two to three hundred yards away, and the magicians still had a lot of initiative. Although the two magicians knew that they wanted to fight between a mermaid and two

Sinking a ship in front of a priest who can use "Arina's Dispelling Song" is just a dream. But you still have to try.

Real and fake vine boats were mixed together. The two hemp mages discovered gems and magic crystals instead of soldiers. They really had no backup plan to deal with these cunning Behemoth warriors.

The distance was close to two hundred yards, and the water-savvy Velociraptor started scurrying in the river. Master Fran and Master Ortega began to be beaten passively. The instant magic of Warcraft was powerful. The two masters symbolically helped.

The giant scythe players added a few shields and then stopped responding. At this time, the two big scythes

The division and ground arrangement worked. The servants used simple wooden shields to protect the heavily armored scythes and slave catchers. The wooden shields had a very obvious effect in resisting the "chain lightning" attacks of the raptors. Wood is not conductive. Although the servants

The soldiers suffered some losses, but the result was completely acceptable to the earl.

The slave catcher also began to use the bow and arrow he picked up to suppress the opponent. After all, he was not a well-trained professional archer. He didn't know that he should use upward shooting instead of horizontal shooting at this time, so this sparse arrow rain would not bring any harm to the opponent.

There are many shields that can damage the opponent. The two vine boats at the front also have two super turtle shells erected like door panels.

The count once again shouted in regret and annoyance why there was no archer in the squadron.

The light cavalry were restlessly restraining the horses in the rear row. Although the horses did not do anything unusual, they still couldn't help but subconsciously rein in the horses. Most of the cavalry were trembling. The feeling of falling into the water in winter is not pleasant.

, they felt that their hand holding the rifle was a little numb.

As if ten thousand years had passed, Behemoth's rattan boat and bamboo raft stopped about thirty yards from the shore, and even the mammoths and velociraptors that were slowly coming over stopped.

As we moved forward, we were now in shallow water, with more than a dozen giant beasts wading in the water, half of their bodies exposed in the cold, dry air.

This is a dangerous distance.

The earl and the two magicians were calculating that this distance was enough for the beautiful priest to release the Komodo war beast, long enough for the mammoth cavalry to charge ashore, and more suitable to light the reeds.

However, the Komodo War Beast did not appear, and the Mammoth Cavalry and Velociraptor did not wash up on the shore.

This was simply torturing the nerves of all humans. The small-scale harassment by both sides stopped at this time. The weapons in the human hands tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again, and everyone was swallowing and spitting with difficulty.

"What are you doing?" The Earl looked nervously at these Behemoth warriors, not sure what kind of medicine they were selling.

At this time, all the Behemoths collectively turned their heads to the air and sang a song in unison with their loud throats like a father-in-law remarrying.

"A Sanggan River~~The waves are wide~~The wind blows the fragrance of tangerine on both sides~~My family lives on a high red soil slope~~I am used to hearing the cry of the north wind~~I am used to seeing the Taimurraya Snow Mountain~

~When a friend comes, there will be rum~~If that human comes~~He will be greeted with a spear~~" Which brother provided this?

The singing voice was particularly powerful among the chorus of hundreds of people, and it was also written in a widely circulated human lingua franca. Although there were many local accents with different dialects, it did not hinder the understanding ability of the human coalition forces.

"Lance gun?" Human curiosity caused everyone to whisper to each other strangely, asking each other what it was.

"This is the spear!" A thunderous explosion shook the earth from behind the human being.

Humanity collectively looks back.

Twenty bear men of the Bier tribe, who were as majestic as mountains, each holding two silver spears that could turn the windmill, stood drunkenly on the river embankment about a hundred yards behind the human battle formation. Behind them was the

Thatched shack toll station; twenty-two Behemoths that resemble the lions of the Laiyin tribe

Strong men, each holding a copper rod, stood proudly on the left side of the able men. Forty-five Dil tribe musk men riding on ostrich-like mounts lined up on the right side of the bear men.

These musk men soon made many Sherpa slave catchers look familiar.

These Behemoths have a lot of conspicuous red dirt on their hair and clothes, and their expressions are cold and confident.

Human beings were completely attracted by the Behemoth army crossing the river, and they didn't even know when this group of Behemoths appeared.

"Don't mess! Don't mess! If anyone breaks the formation, behead him!" The count yelled at the top of his lungs. Even he didn't know that he could shout so loudly. There were vague signs of commotion in the crowd around him.

Fortunately, the earl has many direct descendants and is suppressing him.

"They don't even have a hundred people, so you don't have to worry! Attention all infantry, keep your sights in front of you! Attention, cavalry of Metal Rose! Kill these Behemoths! For every one you kill, I will give you a reward of 100 gold coins!

"The earl tried his best to use a gentle tone and gave the order slowly.

The two masters nervously observed the movements of the vines and mammoth cavalry in the river, and from time to time turned their heads to observe the group of Behemoth warriors who suddenly appeared. Although the two masters still smiled on the surface, the magic scrolls of the staffs they held tightly had already captured them.

The inner tension betrayed me deeply.

Metal Rose's light cavalry were already preparing to shout to their horses to rush over, but a sudden blow knocked them out of their minds.

The bears respectfully gave way to a path, and seven tall and burly Orphan giant elephants, warriors, stood out like stars over the moon, setting off a strong figure that caught the eyes of the cavalry.

What a terrifying yet familiar figure!

He has two tiger-head hooks, a mace on his back, a body of strong and wild muscles and iconic chest hair, and a thirty-six-ounce gold chain around his neck.

On his shoulder was a macaw, which was picking its feathers leisurely. At his feet stood a frost-skinned parrot wearing a bearskin hat, a leopard skin bellyband, and a piglet with a swaying tail.

cub.

This Frost Snow Pichu actually holds two eight-sided copper hammers in its small claws that are larger than its body.

A Wolf and four Green Mantis men stood behind him with their hands folded, their eyes cold and focused.

The two great magicians had dull eyes and opened their mouths like singing hippos.

The light cavalry of Metal Rose will never forget who this Beamon is! All humans will never forget who he is!

The stairway with gleaming swords and shadows! The shining silver bird-winged crossbow! The flying guillotine! Lifting a head of fur and smashing it to the ground!

"Give you a fair chance! Magicians and human warriors! I will let you see what a real Behemoth warrior is!" The invincible Pigeon said loudly: "In addition, I will also let you use

Remember this sentence with blood and life unforgettable!"

A huge snow crane, accompanied by a ray of silver light, flew over the emerald green sky.

The unbeatable Pige stood proudly in the strong wind, his long hair dancing wildly in the air, and his eyes like comets piercing the night sky.

"You are just a bunch of idiots!" Pige raised the pair of huge tiger-head hooks in his hands and let out an earth-shattering roar.

The brilliant gold-steel sword carved at once, illuminating the dim night.


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