Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 259 Fierce Fight ([-])
Galina drew out the scimitar in her hand, and slashed at the head of the gargoyle that was rushing towards her. A silver-white light flashed, and the gargoyle squeaked and fell to the ground. It struggled twice and tried to get up, but Torn to shreds by two bobcats.

At the same time, Galina took a step back, threw the bow and arrow in her hand to Mike, pulled out another scimitar, crossed one, and drew a deep cross wound on the gargoyle's body, but was inevitably killed by the gargoyle's attack. The claw scratched the leather shoulder armor on the shoulder.

She snorted, turned around and slashed the wounded gargoyle fiercely on the ground, then rushed forward to repair a few times, cutting the gargoyle into three pieces.

Carl raised a finger, shot 6 arcane arrows, knocked the gargoyle that left Galina with a wound on the ground, and then directed two bobcats to rush over.

"Thank you," Galina grinned as she touched the wound on her body.

Karl pulled out a roll of bandages, carefully bandaged her wound, nodded, and walked towards the bookshelves. The Highborne are famous for their arcane arts. Maybe he can find basic and precious spell books here.

You must know that spell books are not comparable to spell scrolls. Finding one means mastering new spells. He hasn't learned many 5-level and 6-level spells yet.

"Don't go!" When Carl just took the first step, Galina spoke again. She showed some doubts and whispered, "There is something!"

Karl nodded, quickly activated the spell of the shadow robe, raised his hand and cast a mage armor, and a translucent stance enveloped his whole body.

At this moment, the three of them stopped. They turned their heads and noticed heavy footsteps coming from the darkness ahead. It was the sound of metal and stone colliding on the ground.

"Heavy steps," Carl said, taking a step back, frowning.

"It sounds like a knight in full armor, walking towards us," Mike said in a low voice, and he could clearly feel the slight vibration of the ground.

Galina shook her head, "No, this one is heavier, should we go back?"

"Wait a minute," Karl shook his head, the fingers of his right hand protruded from the sleeve of the robe, and there was a trace of lightning dancing at the fingertips.

"Look what it is, it doesn't seem to be going fast," he continued.

……

A corner of the ruined northern part of the city.The extremely fierce battle has come to an end.

"Dang!" Carol hit the enemy's helmet with a hammer, and an exaggerated dent appeared on the helmet of the combatant of the Black Robe Association. The stunned brain quickly sobered up.

However, Carol didn't give him this chance, and once again swung the Storm Hammer in his hand, throwing the enemy's head and helmet like a baseball.

"Ah!" The head flying in the air let out a scream and gradually drifted away.

At this time, another mercenary ranger from the Black Robe Association on the left opened his longbow, and shot an arrow at Carol. The sharp arrow passed through the gap in the armor, causing some pain to him. harm.

The dwarf roared in pain, turned around and rounded his arm with a perfect movement, and threw the storm hammer in his hand at the ranger. The hammer full of lightning power flew towards the ranger with the sound of howling wind, and hit the ranger accurately. His head was smashed, and the huge force directly smashed the ranger's head, directly ending the ranger's life.

"Perfect!" Carol clapped his hands in celebration, but he didn't notice that a soldier picked up his weapon and rushed towards him.

"Die!" the mercenary soldier from the Black Robe Association raised his long sword high and roared angrily.

"Crack!" A cyan light flashed, and Black used Oink's redemption to chop him away. When the sharp battle ax touched the warrior's armor, there was a loud noise, and the warrior made a smooth stroke. The parabola fell a few meters away with a crash, rolled twice, groaned twice, and then disappeared.

Ten yards away, Cowley carefully pulled out the gleaming green dagger from the enemy, which was full of poison. He smiled, showing his white teeth, "Three hits, four wins!"

Carol touched the wound under the plate armor, picked up the Storm Hammer that fell on the ground, searched the dead man carefully, found a magic pocket, and stuffed it into the backpack.

Cowley glanced at him and sighed, "It's not a complete victory, someone got hurt."

"If your sneak attack can kill that mage the first time, then this time is a complete victory," Carol sat on the ground, took off part of the plate armor, carefully treated the wound with a bandage, and put on the plate armor again , Said angrily.

Cowley pulled out the ghostly map, leaned closer to Carol, smiled and said, "Don't worry about the details of the words, let's look at the map and see how to go next."

This map was found by them from an adventurer from the Black Robe Association, and it is a structural map of the city.

"It's settled, ten gold coins for leading the way," Carol grabbed the map, glanced at it, and said in a rough voice.

"Sometimes, I wonder if you are my teammate." Cowley rolled his eyes and said depressedly.

"I can't help it, you're poor!" Black touched the handle of the Hammer of Storms, "What's more, I'm a warrior, not a guide, and it costs money to lead the way!"

Cowley gritted his teeth depressingly, thinking to himself, he must master the dwarf language if he has the chance, this guy is really unreliable.

Carol carefully stared at the rough map, his eyes flashed, and the time passed by. Just when Cowley was about to fall asleep, he raised his head and asked in a buzzing voice: "We Where are you going?"

"Damn it!" Cowley weakly held his forehead and tapped Carol's helmet with his fingers, "You idiot! We're going to the Arcane Hall! Because Carl and the others are going there too, we're going there to meet up !asshole!"

Carol pointed to a place on the map, "Okay, okay, here."

Then, Carol patted Cowley on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, didn't you say that they are not far from us? With my voice, I can find them soon."

He patted his chest confidently and said, "One time, ten gold coins!"

Cowley stood up angrily, shook the dust on the cloak, and said depressingly: "Then are you attracting some fighters from the Black Robe Association? Don't be stupid."

Ten minutes passed quickly.

The three-person team slowly advanced along the deserted dark street. Although none of the three spoke, their expressions were different.

(End of this chapter)