Chapter 173: Overestimating Mercenaries
After leaving the palace, Wayne came to the dwarf master O. Henry's blacksmith shop to check whether what he wanted was ready.
It was a huge steel cage made up of dozens of iron rods thicker than an arm. It weighed several tons, so it trapped most monsters.
In the Middle Ages, when there was no welding technology, only large blacksmith shops like O'Henry's had enough manpower, technology and materials to complete it.
And when he was checking the progress of this steel cage, Master O. Henry also told him good news.
The new armor, made using dragon scales from the Skyrim Province and green dragon hides from the Wizarding World, has been roughly completed and is entering the final stage.
Because the materials provided by Wayne were quite sufficient, Master O. Henry made a total of two sets of armor.
A set of heavy leather armor made of green dragon leather as the main body, with metal and dragon scales used in some key positions. The defense is medium, comparable to most chain armors, but it is lighter and more flexible, with an overall weight of only five kilograms. It belongs to the light armor level and is suitable for flexible combat.
The other set is made of hard dragon scales and various rare metal materials. It is a heavy-duty armor similar to plate armor and composite armor. It has amazing defensive power, which is much higher than the average knight's iron can. But the same, Its weight also exceeds twenty kilograms, and due to the special structure of the plate armor, it will be slightly hindered during movement.
However, these problems are nothing to Wayne. His physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary humans, and he is also at the pinnacle among all demon hunters. It is not an exaggeration to call him a humanoid monster.
Of these two sets of armor, one can be used as light armor for daily combat, and the other can be used as protective armor for large-scale battles. They can cope with different situations, which makes Wayne quite satisfied.
He stayed in the blacksmith shop for two or three hours, and used Gwent to harvest a wave of experience and a lot of rare materials from the dwarf master. He also used the simple kitchen in the blacksmith shop to cook a delicious lunch. Wine, food and greetings maintained everyone's friendship.
When Wayne drank some wine and left the blacksmith shop, his keen senses as a demon hunter immediately noticed that someone was following him, and there were quite a few of them.
This discovery immediately made him sober up, and at the same time his heart moved. This situation made him a little surprised.
Although he predicted that the person who cursed Princess Yada would come to hinder his actions, he did not expect that this guy would be so bold. He had already taken action less than a few hours after leaving the palace. King Foltest looked at him and didn't know whether to call him brave or stupid.
Well, in order to meet the king, he went out today wearing a decent and handsome silk gown. He didn't even bring a weapon. Maybe this kind of dress gave others hope of defeating him.
It's a pity that these poor guys don't know that his swordsmanship can only be ranked second in his overall strength. He who can cast magic seals at will is the strongest.
Wayne pretended not to realize that someone was following him and left the old city of Vizima directly. When he walked across the wooden bridge connecting the old city and the new city and came to an open space outside the new city with few people, he really felt like When he arrived, a group of about ten people surrounded him from several directions and blocked him in the open space.
Wayne looked around at the people surrounding him and couldn't help but frown.
These guys are not the ruffians in the city. Each of them has a fierce temperament, wearing a variety of armors and holding various weapons in their hands. Two of them even have light crossbows in their hands. There is a high probability that they are Those mercenaries who make a living by fighting.
They had malicious intentions on their faces. After approaching Wayne, the leader, a man with a strong build, wearing iron armor, a bald head and a scarred face, smiled and said: "
Young boy, someone paid us to beat you into a cripple. You use the money to do things. Don't blame us."
Wayne looked up at him, without any fear on his face, and just said calmly:
"Can you tell me who commissioned it? Have you ever seen him in person?"
The strong man with a bald head and a scarred face was slightly surprised when he saw Wayne's confident appearance. However, considering that the opponent had neither weapons nor armor, there was no chance of him standing up when faced with the siege of more than a dozen people, so he spoke Said:
"It's impossible for us to tell you who gave you the commission. This is our professional ethics. Moreover, we don't know who it is. We just take money to do things." "You'd better not resist, lest the time comes to make a mistake
. , we can’t blame you for beating you to death.”
After hearing this, Wayne sighed, mobilized the chaotic magic power in his body to begin to gather in his hands, looked at the scarred man, and gave the last word of advice.
"Since you don't know anything, there's no big use in keeping you." "If you
surrender now, you can still save your life. When the fight starts later, I won't stop."
The scar-faced strong man heard this . Stunned, he turned around and glanced at his dozen or so fully armed men. He couldn't help laughing and said,
"You want us to surrender? Are you a fool? Or are you just making a fool of yourself? Forget it, I thought it was some kind of person at first. I didn't expect him to be a fool, brothers, start to cripple him." After hearing the boss's order, the mercenaries showed no mercy at all and immediately rushed towards Wayne with laughter. Their purpose was to cripple Wayne, so The few mercenaries holding crossbows in the distance did not take action. Instead, they raised their crossbow arrows, pointing at Wayne, full of threats.
Seeing their stubbornness, Wayne no longer held back his hand. His right hand, filled with chaotic magic power, instantly drew a magic pattern of Alder's seal, and then he pressed down violently on the ground.
Bang!
Accompanied by an invisible circular wave of air, there was a boom and explosion. Within a range of nearly ten meters, grass clippings, stones, and soil on the ground flew outward one after another. The mercenaries rushing towards him seemed to be It was like being hit by an invisible rhinoceros while running at high speed. Instead of being pushed away, they all vomited blood and flew backwards, directly knocking other people behind them like rolling melons and gourds, and they all fell. fall at.
After awakening the ancient blood, coupled with the assistance of various skills and equipment, the strength of his seal at this time far exceeded the standards of ordinary demon hunters. Even the impact damage of Alder's seal can kill ordinary people. The direct shock caused the five internal organs to shift, and he continued to vomit blood.
The leading scarred-faced man was far away. Although he was knocked to the ground by the power of Alder's seal, after falling to the ground, he immediately struggled and shouted: "It's a
wizard, he's a wizard!"
"Crossbowman" , shoot him!"
Unfortunately, as the two enemies that Wayne focused on, how could he give them the opportunity to attack? Before the bald and scarred mercenary shouted, one of the two mercenaries holding crossbows One of them, already controlled by Wayne's Axi Sigil, saw the other crossbowman's surprised and shocked eyes, directly pulled the trigger, and shot an arrow through the throat of his companion.
Wayne had already taken advantage of this moment to rush in front of the controlled crossbowman at an extremely fast speed. Before he could release Yaxxi's control, he punched him hard in the throat. position, shattering his throat bone with one punch, leaving him to hold his own neck and suffocate to death in pain.
In almost ten seconds, the mercenaries surrounding Wayne were beaten to pieces by his powerful magic power, and were completely defeated. There was almost no one who could resist head-on.
However, he was a figure who had seen blood on the battlefield. The bald and scarred man who was knocked down first got up from the ground, picked up his shield and one-handed sword, roared at Wayne, and then He loudly boosted the morale of his companions and said:
"Brothers, don't be afraid. He is only one person. Come with me. The wizard is also a mortal body. Just one slash will be our victory." After saying this, he raised his hand
. With his round shield, covering the lower half of his face and chest, he took several other mercenaries inspired by him, passed over his injured companions on the ground, and rushed towards Wayne with all his strength.
Unfortunately, for these mercenaries who had only fought against ordinary people, they could not imagine the destructive power of a demon hunter with ancient blood and full firepower.
Wayne sighed slightly in his heart and looked at the six desperate mercenaries rushing towards him. He raised his right hand that had already accumulated a large amount of chaos magic, and a charged version of the Igni Seal spurted out.
In an instant, huge heat like a volcanic eruption, accompanied by orange-red flames within a dozen meters, instantly enveloped the six mercenaries who rushed over.
The mercenaries who rushed over just had time to let out a cry of extreme pain before they were scorched by the high-temperature flames that enveloped their bodies. They fell to the ground and rolled and struggled for a few times, and soon lost their lives.
Facing this tragic scene that looked like the breath of a giant dragon, the mercenaries who were still lying on the ground wailing because of their injuries were all frightened. They covered their mouths, trembled all over, and looked at them with frightened eyes. Looking at Wayne, it was like looking at a devil, and some even peed their pants in fear.
For these guys who licked blood from their blades and were more like bandits than mercenaries, Wayne felt no pity in his heart. He glanced at the survivors on the ground with indifferent eyes, and did not kill these poor bastards. .
After all, in the real world, killing does not provide experience points or any benefits. It is just as well to leave a few people to help the companions collect the corpses.
He shook off his right hand, which was slightly burnt by the high-temperature flames of Igni, and turned around and walked towards a forest a hundred meters away. In his demon hunter senses, there was a person secretly observing this side.
When he saw Wayne's victory, or the crazy massacre, this guy even let out a cry of surprise, and now he started running away in the opposite direction.
Needless to say, this guy was most likely the one who hired these mercenaries to block him, and he was also the one who cursed and poisoned Princess Yada.
According to Wayne's memory, he seemed to be a fat palace minister. He couldn't remember the specific name, but if he was caught, he would definitely be recognized.
Wayne was very fast. In less than half a minute, he had already seen the fat figure, wearing gorgeous clothes, running towards the gate of Vizima City.
(End of chapter)