The Swordsman of Faerûn

William snorted coldly and said, "You woman, what's going on? Hey! We are now hostile."

The female mage rubbed against William's thigh, and asked in a peculiar voice that could tire people: "What? Don't you know, the tradition among the inheritors of the blood of fire..."

Chapter 61 The Secret of the Bloodline Inheritors

No matter what dynasty or generation, no matter which intelligent race, inbreeding is a taboo, because it is not only against ethics, but most of the offspring born with some kind of defect, some people say that the offspring of inbreeding are either fools or geniuses, unfortunately often Fools make up the majority.

Most of the intelligent races in Faerun also regard inbreeding as rebellious (except for some parthenogenesis), but few people know that there is a group of humanoid races that specialize in inbreeding. There are not only humans, but also elves and dwarves, and even a small number of other races. They are the inheritors of elemental blood.

Perhaps due to blood inheritance, humanoids with other ancient blood (such as giant dragons, giant spirits, etc.) often have some atavistic or alienated characteristics on their bodies, more precisely, deformed children, only elemental Exceptions are bloodline inheritors.Like the inheritors of the bloodline of fire, except for their skin color and hair color, their descendants rarely have deformities.The only unavoidable thing is dementia.However, every time the inheritors of this bloodline awaken, they will experience a nirvana rebirth of the soul, and the difference between a fool and a smart person who has gone through this process is almost negligible.

There is never a shortage of unscrupulous madmen in this world. In a certain age, there were countless warlock families who were obsessed with blood inheritance and staged sensational indecent things. When people mention the warlock family, the first thing that comes to mind is "incest" This word, fortunately, the era that even the gods were ashamed of has finally become history, and only a few humble families have survived with a change of face, such as the Harbell family in Longsaddle Town.

Thousands of years have passed, and history has become a legend, but the surviving bloodline inheritors (referring to the normal awakened ones, such as William and Alos who have not lost their main consciousness are not included) have never forgotten the past. Brilliant, looking for the same bloodline inheritors to continue the offspring and establish a family is almost one of the main purposes of every bloodline warlock traveling abroad.

The female mage named Morris Hidden Fire Saldot in front of William, or should be said to be a sorceress, is a standard inheritor of the blood of fire, this woman who also has hair full of fire under the magic light The change of position was so fast that William felt a little unbelievable. He had to wonder if there was some conspiracy in it. Although he was confident that he could break the tender and beautiful neck of the other party with a wave of his hand, William still did not dare to give up. Not the slightest bit of vigilance.

"I just killed your companion, hey! Come on, you bitch! Don't you have the slightest feeling about the death of your companion?" William pushed away the sorceress who harassed him a little funny, although his desire was true. A little strong, but it's not so low as to fall to the point of going to a woman, not to mention that this woman was still screaming and screaming just now.

Morris straightened her messy hair and said with a smile: "Brother, what you said is so unreasonable! Didn't the elders teach you the rules about the Fire Clan when you went out? By the way, your title is What, 'Wei Yan' or 'Han Yan'?"

The rules of the Fire Clan?title?William's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, for a while now he was worried that he knew too little about the power of the blood in his body. It was obvious that the woman in front of him who also had the blood of fire had a lot of background, and she must know a lot of secrets about the blood of fire, but It is a rare opportunity to explore the roots.

However, clichés are a skillful job. Although William can be regarded as a bit clever, he is not a person with a quick mind, but he has a "killer" trick at his disposal at any time-playing stupid.William pretended to be puzzled and said, "I'm an orphan, where did I get such an elder from?"

"You are an orphan? Hahaha!" Morris was overjoyed when she heard the words, her excitement was beyond words, "You are actually an orphan, that is to say, you don't belong to any faction. This is really rare. I should be Sardo The luck of the special family. Your name is William, right? It’s just William, how could you become an orphan?” No warlock family would give up offspring for no reason, and Morris suspected that William might be a descendant of a run-down warlock branch.

William smiled and said, "I was always a fool until I was 17 years old. Earlier, an elderly disabled mercenary kindly adopted me. Now...hehe." William turned around, "By the way, I heard you talking about the fire just now. Clan, what is the origin of this Fire Clan? What is the so-called title?"

Morris explained happily: "The family of fire refers to the general name of the inheritors of the blood of fire. You must know that there are many elemental blood in this world, such as wind, water, ice, thunder and lightning, etc. Every Each bloodline has different rules and characteristics. Our flame originates from the ancient fire elemental god, and the secrets in it are not clear for a while, but there are two most basic rules, one is the same bloodline inheritor For no reason, they must not kill each other, otherwise they will permanently lose the connection between themselves and the magic network. Then there is the continuation of offspring, every time a successful bloodline is continued (that is, a child is born), the member of the Bloodline of Fire as the father will get a free A permanent secondary spell slot, and as a member of the mother's bloodline of fire, it will directly increase the level of a magic network."

It's a pity that with William's poor knowledge of magic at this time, he couldn't understand these professional terms at all, and Morris had to explain it patiently.But when William finally figured it out, he was completely stunned by what Morris said.

What is a permanent secondary spell slot, which refers to a spell slot that is always one level lower than the highest-level spell you can theoretically use. For example, when you can release a maximum of fifth-level spells, your There will be an additional [-]th-level spell slot, but when you can cast up to [-]th-level spells, your [-]th-level spell slot will be the same as a normal spellcaster, but your [-]th-level spell slot will add an extra one, in other words In other words, this secondary spell slot will be permanently locked on the next level of the highest level spell you can use.If a legendary-level male inheritor of the bloodline of fire gave birth to hundreds of descendants with bloodline inheritance, then he can directly treat sub-legendary-level spells as the simplest [magic tricks] to play.

It is even more terrifying for female members of the blood of fire. Take Morris in front of her as an example. As a female warlock, Morris has studied hard for more than ten years and is still a half-baked spellcaster. As long as she can give birth, for example, give William a dozen or twenty cubs with the blood of fire, no matter how poor Morris' aptitude is, she will become an extremely terrifying legendary warlock (of course, there will be some restrictions. However, it is beyond the understanding of the two).

William can almost imagine the "tragic end" of some vulnerable people being treated as breeding machines, and he doesn't want to live in such a "dark" life.

Morris looked at William who was stunned, and said with a charming smile: "Of course, what I said has a prerequisite, that is, both parties must be inheritors of the blood of fire, just like you and me." His face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "These things I said are the secrets of our Fire Clan, you must not reveal them, otherwise you will be the one who will cause trouble and bad luck."

William felt that his throat was a little dry, and he took a few deep breaths and said harshly: "What you said is too outrageous! It's really unbelievable. I mean, if what you said is true , then how did you end up in this situation, is it difficult to have a baby?"

Morris snorted and said, "It's easy to say, do you think that the inheritors of the blood of fire are all over the place? Nowadays, most of the pyromancers are of mixed blood such as dragon veins or fire elves. I am in the Northland After so many years of mixing, I can count the inheritors of the bloodline of fire that I have seen on one hand. The most terrible thing is the restriction of bloodline titles. Male inheritors are okay, except for the difficulty of promotion, there is not much restriction; only female bloodlines Inheritors, it is said that they were restricted by the gods a long time ago. Unless the title of the bloodline of the male inheritor is higher than that of the female, the gift of continuing the offspring will not come. The inheritors of the bloodline of fire I have met before are all 'hidden fire 'It's the first level, it's the first time I've met someone like you.

William forced a smile, and said, "Why do I sound so awkward, like a selection of pigs. Hey! What do you mean by the blood title?"

Morris leaned over to entangle William again, leaned her face against William's arms and took a deep breath, and said in an intoxicated voice: "The title of bloodline refers to the inheritance of the bloodline of fire in our body. It is said that there is a hidden danger. There are four grades of fire, micro-flame, Hanyan, and Liyi. Except for the more common "hidden fire", "micro-flame" has appeared several times in female bloodline inheritors for thousands of years, and the other two titles are just legends That's all."

"However, it stands to reason that the proportion of male inheritors with higher bloodline titles should be higher. I used to suspect that someone deliberately hid the truth. Now after seeing you, I finally understand that my guess was correct. Behind the powerful female warlocks who have left a great reputation in history, there must be a man with the title of high blood. Little William, be my man! Let us build a huge family of warlocks. What is the Huber family? Silver-haired sisters What is it? As long as you give me time, we will become the new kings of the Northland! Just like those kings in history..."

William looked coldly at the maddened sorceress, and said, "Ma'am, your delusions are too much, and I'm not interested in getting involved in such troublesome games." William pushed Morris away, Warlock turned around with surprised eyes and was about to leave.

Morris smiled and said, "William, are you dissatisfied? You must know that it is very difficult for the male warlocks of our Fire Clan to advance. It is not easy for you to achieve a career alone. We..."

William shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in what you said. Besides, who told you that I'm a warlock? Remember! I'm a warrior, a swordsman who walks alone. You'd better look for something like a breeding machine. Others go." William walked away shaking his head like a "proud duck".

Chapter 62 Encounters

Morris stared blankly at William who was gradually going away, and it took a long time to realize: "Wait! Why did you just leave?"

William stopped in his tracks and turned back with a smile, "Hey! If you don't leave, what am I staying here for? To 'warm your feet'?" Morris obviously didn't know what the word "warm your feet" from another world meant. Well, William's joke is purely a joke.

However, William didn't want to continue to entangle with Morris. He stopped the female sorceress who wanted to speak, and said, "If it weren't for you, a girl, you would have died under my knife. Don't ask for trouble, you and I are not All the way." After saying that, he turned around and walked away.

Gritting her teeth, Morris stared at the disappearing figure of William, and whispered bitterly: "Damn it! How can there be such a weird person in the world? Little William, my baby, how can I, Morris, give up such a great opportunity?" , you belong to me! Mine! Mine..."

After all, William is not an aboriginal, and cannot understand the thoughts of the inheritors of the blood of fire, just as these aboriginals cannot understand some of his actions, but this does not hinder the voyage of the "Sir Henry", although everyone is concerned about the sudden increase in the number of people on board. A stranger felt a little strange.It's just that when Morris saw Misha's face, she changed her face. She looked like a little jealous woman who had been robbed of her beloved man. The "pet" that William "feeds" is just like she wants to "feed" William.

At night, Morris has another activity—listening to the corner, especially Phinya's "corner". Almost every morning, you can see sailors with dark circles because of tossing and turning. Those sad eyes even William There is a feeling of wanting to chill.

So Finia became the second most hated candidate for Morris. I really didn’t know that Jaeger liked to play bone balls (Jeger was the oldest god of death, and he liked to play bone ball games with the dead very much. It is said that today’s The three gods of death won the god position from Jaeger through the bone ball).

It is no exaggeration to say that the Ruiwen (river)-Surbring (river)-Drinsha River system is the lifeline of trade in the Northland. The wide river almost isolates most monsters and robbers from being harassed, even if it is At night, business travelers can boldly pass on the river without worrying about safety issues.In the days that followed, William and the others witnessed countless boats going up the river with difficulty. In this primitive and mysterious world of magical civilization, powerful businessmen were willing to use spells to speed up their journey, but most of them Still powered by backward human oars and sails, it will likely take them several months to reach their destination.

However, at this time, a brigantine not inferior to the "Sir Henry" was going upstream along the Surbring River. Under the slight headwind, the sails on the ship were fully inflated, and the speed of the ship was full. It is much faster than a ship with a smooth wind, and a discerning person can understand at a glance that this ship has the effect of using spells.The people on the sailing boat looked very arrogant, and some of them kept checking every boat going down the river, and stepped forward to stop and search when they saw a slightly obtrusive boat.

It was also because William was more careful, guessing that someone might intercept him ahead, and deliberately slowed down Morgan's trip in the past two days, so that the ships going down the river passed the "Sir Henry" one after another, but what William didn't know was that, The two ships will meet eventually, and the other side is very strict in patrolling, a big battle is inevitable.

Captain Morgan doesn't want to meet with Nesmee's people anymore. After all, a team of elites just died on his ship, but the sailors on the ship were not injured. It may not be easy to explain clearly. He can only pray Cox of Nesmi would not recognize himself, so Morgan changed the logo on the ship all over again, and he even disguised himself into another look.

William stood at the bow of the ship facing the wind, with the wet south wind blowing on his face, which made people feel a sense of soothing laziness. He turned his head and glanced at Morgan, who was dressed with a big beard, and said with a smile: "Your outfit is really... …Hehe! You don’t need to be too nervous, it’s not certain what will happen in the future. If something really happens, it’s a big deal that Alastriol will pay you another ship.”

Morgan gave a wry smile and didn't answer. Most of his attention was focused on the wild jungles on both sides of the river, but the territory in this area was controlled by the Griffin's Nest and the nearby barbarian tribes, especially a group of elk tribes. Rogues are almost indistinguishable from bandits. They frantically attack and plunder all tribes and caravans they encounter, and even give up their belief in Uthgar and praise Talos instead.

The "Sir Henry" has been "passionately patronized" by robbers twice. Although William was there, the ship did not suffer any losses, but Morgan was extremely entangled, because William's attack was too ruthless. Barbarian robbers seldom go back whole.While the brutal killing warned the robbers, it also angered them, believing that there will be a larger-scale attack next.

While rejoicing that his ship had been concealed, Captain Morgan secretly decided that in the next few years, he would rather take the route from Waterdeep to Luskan to dance with the pirates, and avoid the possible vicious revenge from the elk tribe.

As early as yesterday afternoon, a sailboat similar to the "Sir Henry" caught up with it downstream. Since then, the "Sir Henry" has been crashing not far behind this sailboat, like a sister. They are inseparable, even the barbarian sneak attack last night could not separate the two, which made the crew of the other party panic and nervous to the extreme, obviously afraid of the "strange" "Sir Henry". There are too many things about "black eating black".

The river course along the way is becoming more and more complicated. From time to time, you can see many tributary side veins converging, and the surrounding hills have also increased. The low cliffs and huge rocks make the river a bit more sinister. This is almost the best ambush location in the entire Surbring River, and everyone is ready to deal with possible ambushes.

"Croak!" A loud crow sounded, and Captain Morgan, who was preparing for battle, was startled and roared sharply: "Everyone! Prepare for battle! Damn it! It's the predators of the Black Crow Tribe! Crossbowmen get ready! Attention! Dodge the opponent's throwing guns, and retreat to the cabin after a round of shooting!" The reason for adding the last sentence is because Morgan feels that his men are hardly needed for close combat, and William's family can do it all.But William at the bow couldn't help but sighed, "Ha! What a big old crow!"

The other sailboat that had been accompanying the "Sir Henry" was in a mess. The excessive tension almost caused their nerves to collapse, and it was difficult for them to do anything in the face of the sudden situation.Almost no one noticed that not far downstream of the two ships, a sailboat of the same style was rapidly going upstream, and it would not take long for the three ships to meet directly.

Chapter 63 Chaos and the Death of the Warlock

If you want to say that the bandits in the north are the most hated, the plundering team of the Black Crow Tribe can definitely be ranked among the top few. The most conservative paranoid, they hate all foreign factors, including businessmen, religions, priests, lords, and even those of their own race who have converted.

Because of the unique mounts, the biggest barrier humans rely on to resist monsters—the solid city wall is useless in front of the Black Crow Tribe. I don’t know how many towns and villages have been killed by them. Fortunately, the Black Crow Tribe likes to stay silent most of the time. In the deep mountains and old forests, and mainly the barbarian tribes in the Griffin's Nest as their old enemies.

But today these terrifying guys joined hands with the barbarians of the elk tribe. A dozen huge black crows carrying the knights on their backs suddenly jumped down from the low cliff tens of feet high.Although the giant black crows are powerful, they are not good at long-distance flying. Therefore, the tactics of these air thieves are a bit special. Just like airborne troops, after each giant crow rushes into the battlefield with two barbarians on its back, it will usually quickly dive to the ground. Drop them behind the enemy, and then return to the launch point to pick up new knights. The main battlefield of the Crow Knights is on the ground, not in the sky. Throwing spears were drawn from the corpses as stabbing spears.

Under such a sudden attack, the sailing ship accompanying the "Sir Henry" suffered a great loss. Compared with the skill training of human fighters, the barbarians struggling in the wilderness are more inclined to fight instinctively. Therefore, in the high-speed conflict of hand-to-hand combat, the sailors on the ship were almost defeated at the touch of a finger, completely unable to resist the attack of the black crow barbarians. If there were no accidents, it would be a matter of time before the sailing ship fell.

On the "Sir Henry", it was a different situation. The crossbows of the sailors did not cause too much damage to the giant crows, but they also avoided the enemy's spears in time after being prepared. Back in the cabin, only William, Yasuna, and Finia were left on the entire deck. It seemed that Morgan and the others had full confidence in William.

William glanced at the chaotic battlefield. Although the tactics of the Black Crow Tribe were chaotic and unstructured, they were extremely sharp. Not too much.William turned sideways to avoid the stabbing wooden spear. The slightly sweet smell from the spear tip made his face change, and the autumn water in his hand shattered dreams, and he picked the enemy into two pieces, including the man and the spear. William shouted loudly: "Finia! Yasuna! Be careful of their weapons, they are coated with poison." As he spoke, he walked in circles and quickly wandered away like a ghost. The barbarians on board couldn't catch up with him at all. The figure could only watch helplessly as his companions kept falling to death under William's knife.

Phinya is another way of fighting rampantly. The ferocious dragon tooth bone shield looks more terrifying than Thunder Frost. She dances the bone shield and roars to shoot any enemy in front of her. Every barbarian in the game will turn into a lifelike ice sculpture in a blink of an eye, and then be pulverized by the thunder frost.Phinya rushed to fight without any scruples, but it hurt Yasuna who followed her. After hearing William's warning, Yasuna had to run to Phinya to take care of this careless daughter. She waved her shield to block the Dark Spear that stabbed Finia from behind.

At this time, Misha'er was standing at the entrance of the cabin, her little face was flushed with excitement, and she was jumping up and down wielding a fine gold sword in her hand. With a small waist, I'm afraid she has already rushed out to join in the fun.

The bravery of William and the others had an obvious advantage in such a small-scale battle. The second batch of airborne Black Crow Knights had not yet arrived, and the first batch of boarders had already lost their lives and injuries.William glanced at Misha who was dragging Xiaomi Luna to this side, and shouted to Finia who was still in a state of excitement: "Finia! Go and see Misha, don't let her come out to make trouble "Finia's smiling face collapsed, and she put away the dragon-toothed bone shield unhappily, strode forward and picked up the screaming little girl, and carried her back to the cabin by the neck.

William looked at the mischievous little guy with a smile on his face, turned his head and said to Morgan: "Captain Morgan, let's pull the boat over. After all, we have followed the other party for a long journey, so let's help."

Just as Morgan was about to answer, a thunderbolt came from a distance, turning into several bolts of lightning and landing on the deck of the sailboat that was almost occupied by barbarians and robbers. The unsuspecting barbarians were knocked down immediately.

Morgan looked in the direction where Thunder was flying, his expression changed drastically, and he called out loudly: "First Mate! Take someone to the oar room immediately, we're going to speed up!" Then he whispered to William, "That's Kux's ship, the person standing on the bow should be him, the strongest man of the Nesmy city guard, the leader of the saints, a powerful divine fighter. William, you have to be careful, that bastard's nose More sensitive than a warg. No way! I have to dodge." William looked at Morgan who hurriedly hid back to the cabin, with a faint smile on his face.

The sailboat, the most unlucky and innocent of the implicated, has been slowly drifting along the river, and the "Sir Henry" began to speed up as the sailors rowed the oars, and gradually became parallel to the other side.The sailboat of Cooks downstream was also approaching at high speed, and it was within a stone's throw of the two upstream boats. William noticed that there were seven or eight people in silk robes standing on the deck of the sailboat coming from downstream. Different people, each of them is protected by several armored guards.

At this time, the second batch of black crow barbarians was already approaching, but seeing conical flames, lightning, ice or acid spurting out of the hands of the silk robes, they crashed into the giant group of crows in the blink of an eye, and suddenly the flames burst, and the sound of thunder With a roar, the crows and riders screamed and fell, and a disgusting scorching smell spread out.

William also took out the stainless steel war bow, raised the bow and shot up to the sky, a giant crow that managed to avoid the magic attack screamed, and fell into the river together with the crew on its back.William continued to shoot with his bow, and the arrows shot seemed to have eyes, and they hit every one of them. The remaining Crow Knights fell like rain, and they were all dead or injured in a short time. The originally chaotic sky suddenly cleared up.

All the spectators stared blankly at William and the black bow in his hand, and swallowed secretly. They had the illusion that their assholes were tight, just like soldiers fearing unpredictable magic. There is also a fear of accurate and terrible arrows, including the caster.

The battle on the deck of the sailing ship that was affected by the innocent is still going on, and the few remaining barbarians are struggling to resist the siege of the sailors who have recovered their morale, but "two fists are no match for four hands", it seems Can't last long.

It has to be said that the barbarians are really difficult to deal with. The raiders in the air were almost wiped out, and the people on the ground thought of attacking to respond. Hundreds of barbarians carrying rafts and kayaks appeared along the river banks. They jumped one after another. Entering the river, he rushed towards the three sailboats on a simple buoy.These stupid barbarians didn't even think about it, how could they shake the three sailboats, which were relatively huge monsters.

"Sir Henry" continued to accelerate and gradually overtook the unlucky sailing ship, but the approaching Cocks' ship slowly began to slow down. The two ships were getting closer and closer, and the opposite side could be clearly seen from above. Yasuna came behind William and asked in a low voice, "William, do you want to be the first to do it?"

William smiled slightly, glanced at the barbarian rushing from the shore, looked at the sailboat in front of him and said, "Don't reveal your identity, the other party may not be coming for us. By the way, where is the woman named Morris?" ? I didn’t seem to see her just now.”

Yasuna gave a "hmm" and said, "Morris seems to be in the cabin, why don't I go down and have a look?"

William nodded and said, "Alright, be careful to let her sneak around." Yasuna glanced at the approaching sailboat, nodded and walked back to the cabin.

Kukes is a slender and strong middle-aged man. What impresses people the most is his tall hooked nose. Of course, no one can ignore his icy eyes. The victim was involuntarily flustered.But this is really nothing to William, he has seen no matter how arrogant he looks, not to mention... William has a smile on his face that he thinks is the most harmless, and the steel bow in his hand is aimed at Cooks Swipe a few times.

Kux looked at William with a smirk on his face, and he couldn't help but be surprised by that young and excessive face, but Kux didn't show it, but snorted lightly, and nodded slowly at William, I don't care about it anymore.

The two ships crossed each other, Cooks was still standing on the bow and posing, but the spellcasters behind him started to move, as if they were casting detection spells on the "Sir Henry", but "Sir Henry" "No." There seemed to be no reaction at all, no matter whether it was good or bad, several spellcasters looked at each other and couldn't help but look at each other.

Cooks still stood there motionless and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

One of the spellcasters bowed and replied, "I can't be sure, Commander Kux. There is no response to the detection spell, as if the spell has failed."

At this time, there was a loud noise from the stern of the "Sir Henry", and a flaming figure screamed and flew upside down through the deck. : "Oh! Yasuna, why did you beat Morris to the ground? But, haha! Wicked witch, your plot will never escape the eyes of the heroic knight. An arm... that will definitely It hurts. Meluna, don’t pull me, hey——! It’s about to fall.”

On the deck, Morris clutched her missing left arm with her right hand, and muttered to herself while spitting blood: "Why? Why doesn't my spell work? Damn little thing! Actually..." The sorceress suddenly He looked up and saw the sailboat next to him, and immediately shouted: "Cooks! Commander Cooks, quickly stop this ship! They...they are...uh!"

A hard arrow with eagle feathers passed through Morris's throat at some point. Morris's brown eyes looked at the bow of the ship in disbelief, and then she lost consciousness and fell softly on the deck. William at the bow held his war bow with a smirk on his face, as if defending his innocence.

Chapter 64 Victims of Battle

The start of the battle was so sudden that before Cooks and the others could even identify who the person calling for help was, the cruel blow was imminent, arrows rained down, not bad!Even when arrows rained down, William could shoot arrows raining down with just one bow, which was really sensational.

The pawn was caught off guard, even though Kuks was an unparalleled divine fighter, he only had time to protect his vitals, and then severe puncture pain came from his forearm and thigh.The other people around him were not so lucky. William's main targets were those spellcasters, so the arrows he shot at these people could be said to be accurate and ruthless, except for one lucky guy who let the people around him The guard blocked it, and almost all the rest were shot in the forehead and died on the spot.

The guards in armor also suffered heavy casualties. With the method of scattering multiple arrows with one bow, William could only guarantee the accuracy of one or two arrows, and the others only had a general direction. Between the limited bows, the chance of being shot by an arrow is much greater than the chance of a blind cat running into a dead mouse.

Shooting like a rain of arrows can't last long. Even with William's strong physique, he can't sustain it after only seven rounds. However, with seven rounds at one breath, 49 arrows with carved feathers almost never miss, but it's shocking. everyone.

Kux, who was suddenly attacked, was shocked and angry, but when he saw the situation around him clearly, he was in pain, it was too miserable!It is too miserable!The magician elite of the entire Nesmy City can be regarded as a complete loss here. Since the establishment of Nesmy City, there has never been such a tragic loss.

In Faerun, magician is the general term for mages and warlocks, and it is one of the main means for human beings to gain a foothold in the wild. Among them, warlocks mainly rely on the power of blood to control spells, and the number is rare; Research and continuous learning and training, in order to obtain the qualifications to control the power of magic with the help of the magic net. These polymaths are called "spell thieves" and "spell liars" by some unbalanced warlocks. Although it is difficult to get started in the field of magic, But achievements are usually better than warlocks (in other words, it is easier to upgrade and increase the level in Internet terms).

Although mages have many advantages over warlocks, it is undeniable that she also has many shortcomings, one of which is high effort and low success rate. It takes a lot of resources to train a qualified mage. The status and role of mages among human beings is not unacceptable, but it is not a simple matter for a mage apprentice to truly become a talent.

In fact, an ordinary young man, as long as he is not stupid, can easily become a low-level mage apprentice with the support of sufficient resources, but for them this is just the beginning, and the next thing is the most important thing. troublesome.Before a mage can be independent, he (she) needs to face many tribulations and temptations from the arcane field, in terms of strength, spiritual will, a dangerous experiment, and an uncertain summoning ceremony. The lives of these novice rookies, even if they are looked after by experienced instructors, a large number of apprentices will die every year due to one or another problem while exploring the mysteries of magic.

Therefore, when every magician chooses an apprentice, he usually puts his mind in a very important position. After all, it is easier for a strong-willed person to become a talent than a cowardly child, but even so, the success rate of a wizard is still very low. Heartache, two or three of the ten mage apprentices can really grow up is considered good.Therefore, if a city can have one or two mages who have become masters (only a tenth-level mage can be regarded as a real apprentice) to support the scene, it can already be regarded as having a foothold.

And like Nesmai, who monopolizes the golden waterway of the Surbring River and suppresses the entire Eternal Wilderness, the top city in the Northland, there are only a dozen or so magicians who can be alone, but now most of them are lost in the hands of William in the blink of an eye. , How can the word "miserable" be so bad.

Angry crowns and bloody beards are all used to describe the degree of anger of a person, but these are not enough to express the anger in Kux's heart. Cracking eyes is a more reasonable explanation.Fiery golden flames emerged from this fighter who was extremely sad and angry. It was the manifestation of the power from the gods congealed into substance. Healed by divine power, then torn again.

Kux's teeth were broken, he let out an inhuman howl suddenly, and a mouthful of blood mixed with the broken teeth spewed out, the golden flame on his body became more intense, and gradually began to shrink into the body, when the golden flame shrank At the extreme, Cooks finally broke out.

[God's Wrath], the ultimate innate ability obtained by a divine fighter from the gods he devotes himself to, can temporarily turn the user into a killing machine with infinite strength (not absolute power), invulnerability (ordinary weapons), and ignoring spell damage .Under this extremely painful emotion, Kux finally broke through the long-standing barrier and used the ultimate stunt that belonged to the divine fighter for the first time.

Kux yelled wildly like a beast, raised the giant long sword hanging by his side, and stepped on it suddenly, the deck of the bow immediately smashed into pieces, but he himself rushed to the giant sword in mid-air with the force of his step. The golden flame with streamer rushed towards the "Sir Henry".

[God's Wrath] The evil slashing in the state is magnificent and invincible. Even a high-ranking giant dragon Kux has the confidence to cut two pieces with one blow, let alone a mere wooden sailboat, but the development of things is often unexpected.

An icy blue figure suddenly sprang out from the hole in the deck that Morris had smashed through earlier. The figure rushed to the stern and more than doubled in size in the blink of an eye, turning into a giant ten feet tall. Surrounded by giants, even the waters of the Surbrin have a tendency to freeze.

It was actually Yasuna, with long blue hair dancing without wind, like a goddess of ice and snow descending into the mortal world, a little bit of ice essence gathered and condensed between her hands, suddenly, Yasuna raised her hands high, countless icicles Flying out from her palm, it quickly slammed into Kux in mid-air. Wherever the icicle passed, the air almost condensed.But when the icicle hit the giant sword in Kux's hand, it was shattered, and the ice shards were like snow.

However, the impact of the icicle was not without effect. The golden flame on the giant sword suddenly dimmed, especially because there was not only one icicle. It was much slower, and there seemed to be frost condensation between the beard and hair.Although Yasuna had already used up most of the strength of Kux's strike, but after all, it was done in a hurry, and the distance between the two was too close, Kux's sword still slashed down. But the target was replaced by the head of the leader of the female frost giant.

Yasuna has seen how terrifying a top-level power fighter is. Seeing the crisis approaching, she knew that she would never let him fall to the ground. With her eyes fixed, Yasuna made a decision in an instant, and she opened her arms to face the attack fearlessly At the same time, he swiped upwards with both palms condensed with the essence of ice, but he wanted to die with Cooks.

Kux, who was almost irrational after being stimulated by the casualties, also had no intention of backing down at all. He shouted angrily and swung his sword down. When it came to this woman who obviously belonged to a foreign race, she was chopped into two pieces by her own sword.

It's just that the situation didn't develop as he imagined after all, a figure appeared in vain, and savagely knocked away the giantess who wanted to kill herself. The chill, reflected in the bottom of his heart with a bleak beauty.

Excruciating pain!Boundless pain!That elegant and cold knife cut off the giant sword in his hand, cut open the thick shoulder blade, and left a bloody left ear. Kux let out a cry of extreme pain from the depths of his soul, even a little It was too late to make a slight counterattack, and he was kicked into the river.

William half squatted on the edge of the deck of the sailboat, beside the sorceress Moriss whose body was getting colder, he looked coldly at the Nesma sailboat gradually pulling away, and the other warriors on the boat had just fully reacted at this time.Dozens of warriors with extraordinary fighting power, some wanted to attack the "Sir Henry", some wanted to treat the casualties, some were at a loss. Cooks and the most threatening spellcaster, these people are no longer to be feared.

Yasuna, who had regained her ordinary appearance, came to William with light steps. Because of her transformation, most of her clothes were torn, revealing her infinite beauty. Unfortunately, William didn't have the heart to appreciate it, but his face was livid. Looking at Morris's pale face, the final unwillingness and surprise were faintly visible in the dazed eyes.Yasuna hid the excitement in her heart, and said in a low voice with some anxiety: "William, I..."

William snorted coldly and said, "I told you to go down and look at her, but I didn't want you to force her to death! Now that Morris is dead, she died under my arrow. Are you satisfied this time?"

Yasuna opened her mouth, wanting to defend herself, but finally sighed, "You...you guessed it?"

William sneered and said, "Look at you working so hard, I'm not blind, how could I not guess it! Is it true that Nesmai really attracts you so much?"

Yasuna said solemnly: "You also know what my people look like now, the Eternal Wilderness - that fertile land! It is enough to feed hundreds of thousands of giants. When I encounter such an opportunity to weaken Nesmai's high-end combat power, I... "Seeing that William's face was turning livid, the leader of the female frost giant shut up and stopped talking. After a long time, he said in a low voice: "Why did you save me just now? If I die, you don't have to be so embarrassing..."

William snorted angrily, stood up and turned around, and walked away. Yasuna, ignoring the leaking spring on her chest, jumped after him, and said joyfully, "I knew you would miss me, William——! Haha!"

Chapter 65 Breakthrough Transformation

It can be said that since coming to this world, Morris is the first person who died with grudges after William killed someone. Although this female sorceress who also has the blood of fire has some bad intentions, she is not guilty of death, just like William As guessed, her death was completely a conspiracy, a conspiracy directed by Yasuna, the two brothers and sisters William and the little girl were purely used as guns this time.

As soon as the battle was over, William had realized that he wished he could hang Yasuna, a self-righteous woman, and give her a whip, but in the end, this idea was just a whirl in his mind.

Among the frost giants, Yasuna can be said to be an anomaly. There are very few people as shrewd as her. She quietly poked such a big basket. These days, she has become much more honest. During the day, she hides far away. He tried to avoid William as far as possible, but sneaked into his bed at night, trying his best to seduce him.The so-called "couples fight at the head of the bed and make peace at the end of the bed", although William was angry for a while, but under the soft knife of "turning hundreds of steel into soft fingers", it finally disappeared.

However, Misha'er, who was teased, has disappeared. William didn't want this little girl to go astray, so he took the opportunity to clean her up. Of course, it's not a big punishment, but he won't let her laugh like she used to. , the daily practice is much more severe, and the amount of exercise has increased, but the tossing little girl is dizzy and complaining, and her little mouth is so pouted every day that she can almost hang a few oil bottles.