Chapter 914 Explorers
The explorers acted in an orderly manner.
Although there was only one spell caster in the crowd, Frigg, these people who had been wandering in dangerous situations all year round were not afraid of each other at all, and instead organized the plan as quickly as possible.
Integrate weapon resources and distribute them to those who can use them well.
Then Flagg walked back alone. He was confident that he could handle the two cult warlocks alone. He was good at spells and would not be bothered by the water environment.
Therefore, the two enemies surrounded on the water were completely handled by Flege alone.
In addition to this, the remaining five casters are handled by the explorers.
They are all ordinary people without any ability to cast spells!
"..."
Seeing these explorers stepping into the battlefield bravely and fearlessly, Ronald felt mixed at the moment.
Experienced events with these explorers.
This made Ronald more aware of each person's character and habits.
Everyone is willing to face the danger at this time because they also anticipate the danger of the cult warlock.
In order to protect this city that is in danger of war.
They could even risk their own lives to hide the variable of Ronald's involvement.
Maybe it's because of the character of these people.
That's why they were able to embark on such an adventure.
"..."
As Ronald sighed, the battle between the explorers and the cult warlock was about to break out.
On the water behind, Fleet was one against two and never lost.
She completely controlled the scene with her superb spell-casting skills. It was easy to deal with the two enemies, and there were no unexpected possibilities.
On the contrary, it is the front of the ice sculpture exhibition hall.
The explorers' battles are as dangerous as they are full of possibilities.
On the far left, the cult warlock over there is good at mental interference spells. After one person became unconscious, the other two explorers who were dealing with this guy immediately realized the problem, and then they split up and used the buildings on both sides as cover to draw their guns and shoot.
The two had not been partners in cooperative expeditions before, but at this critical juncture, they were able to perfectly catch up with each other's shooting rhythm, and forced the cult warlock to retreat with perfect attack crosses.
The cult warlock who specializes in mind control is indeed dangerous to ordinary people, but the type of spell he specializes in makes his defense ability poor. He can only command the people he controls while retreating to avoid it.
But this retreat is a dead end.
Ronald, who was watching the battle from the side, could clearly see that the retreat direction of the cult warlock was also calculated by the explorers. On the roof of the road house where he was forced by the attack, there was a series of crumbling outstretched window frames.
The battle did not damage most of the buildings, but these illegally erected and already unstable things were already crumbling.
With just one external intervention, these shelves carrying flower pots or items will collapse in a chain reaction.
Look at the cult warlock on the right. This guy has very poor abilities, but he drives a monster that can ignore all kinds of wounds.
The explorer doesn't have much good options for dealing with this monster.
The wounds caused by guns and bullets can be completely repaired in the blink of an eye; as for slashing with cold weapons, risking one's life to gain a chance. One explorer did give this monster a knife on the head, and he was struck by the furious monster. Throw it away.
However, the fact is that this thing has no physical weakness.
Even though a huge gash on the head is much slower to repair than a gunshot, it does not affect any of its movements. Only two explorers risked their lives to attract its attention at the cost of constant injuries.
At the same time, at the edge of the combat range.
The adventurer who just risked his life by slashing the monster and then fell to the ground had already forced himself to crawl to a bush by the water to hide his figure, and touched the fragile cult warlock himself.
The last thing left is the cult warlock at the front entrance.
The guy in the middle is the most difficult to deal with, because in addition to throwing out a corrosive liquid as a means of attack, he also has the ability to manipulate magic power to form stiff skin.
Selier and Giovanni were responsible for dealing with him.
No attack from either of them could break through the opponent's defense, essentially cutting off the possibility of defeating the enemy.
The only exception was Dawn.
After the man with the title of professor realized the situation between the two parties, he immediately changed his mind about the battle. While Selier and Giovanni were fighting for their lives with the cult sorcerer, he rushed into a house on the street.
Ronald could feel the man's movements.
He was constantly searching the house for what he wanted, seemingly intending to improvise something that would defeat this enemy.
...
Rumble--
in just a few minutes, changes that affected the entire battle situation occurred.
In the battlefield on the left, the explorer with a gun finally forced the enemy to a corner, and immediately opened fire to destroy the balance, causing the shelves above the cultist warlock to collapse one after another.
The cult warlock, who was only good at mind control, reacted, but his body did not allow him to escape from the crushing range. He was directly pressed by a pile of falling things, and then watched in disbelief as the bullets were fired at him, who could not avoid it.
The death of the first person seems to have sounded the clarion call to determine victory or defeat.
Professor Dawn completed his configuration in the room, and then without even leaving the building, he rushed to the window and threw three flaming wine bottles at the cult warlock.
Fire cannot directly kill the Cult Warlock.
But the fuel in the three Molotov cocktails is not simple.
The cult warlock, who was originally protected by the spell, fell to the ground soon after breathing in the air around him, looking like he was poisoned.
"Damn it, do you guys like playing so much?"
"Are you getting yourself involved now?"
Seeing the two companions fall like this, the breath of other people on the lake behind them also began to become weak.
The last caster who commanded the monster started to curse angrily at this moment:
"You can't even deal with a few mortals. If you die like this, even Master Shesta will not look good on you!" When the
words fell, this was the only one. A cult warlock who still had time to move controlled his magic power, and a wave of magic power with information immediately blended into the chaotic environment of Waterfall City at the moment.
"Go to hell!"
At this moment, the explorer, who was holding himself up, jumped out from behind the cult warlock.
Taking advantage of the guy's unpreparedness, the man stabbed the dagger in his hand into the opponent's back, then hugged the opponent tightly, and then continued to stab the opponent with the dagger one after another.
"Ahhh!"
"Go away! How dare you, how dare you..."
The cult warlock threw the explorer away and was about to fight back the next second.
Then after these few stabs, the guy's clothes were soaked with blood. He tried hard to do something, but was still dragged down by his weak body.
"In December 1831, I was fortunate enough to board the Royal Warship HMS Beagle as a naturalist and begin a five-year global scientific expedition!"
At the same time.
Ronald, who was behind, immediately walked out of the ice sculpture exhibition hall and treated the injuries of these brave adventurers.
(End of chapter)