When I traveled through time and became a player, I just wanted to commit suicide

Li Shanren looked coldly at the corrupt wild dog he summoned in the distance, desperately biting the bald old man lying on the ground. The pyroxene on the top of the staff lit up with a purple halo, and the three rock balls condensed above his head again. He waved his hand and smashed it at the opponent, and then condensed a stream of pyroxene magic gravel and shot it out immediately after.

His concentration level bottomed out again, but with the Holy Grail bottle around, it quickly replenished it.

Although the rotten wild dog bit fiercely, it could not break through the armor of the bald old man at all. It only left a large pool of foul-smelling brown-red saliva on the shiny silver armor.

The bald old man was annoyed by the harassment. He raised his knight's sword and stabbed the corrupt wild dog quickly at the waist. Unexpectedly, the dog quickly dodged it, leaving only a medium-deep wound on its abdomen.

The corrupt wild dog hiding aside barked ferociously at the bald old man, but did not attack because Li Shanren's magic had already flown in to avoid accidental injury.

As soon as the bald old man sat up, he was hit by the pyroxene rubble that came first and hit his breastplate again. The heavy force and the magical power contained in it made him uncomfortable. He probably suffered some internal injuries.

He endured the injury and stood up. As an extraordinary knight with rich combat experience, he could not fall down so easily.

Where did that guy get the staff from? ! Is it a dimensional bag?

No, during the previous body search, it was discovered that he had a dimensional bag!

hateful! If I had known earlier, I should have killed him while he was sleeping when he went out!

Damn it! Who would have thought that he could really take care of that girl and let her barely survive.

For the safety of the goods, he temporarily left him alive, planning to wait until the girl recovered completely before killing him.

Who knew that such a thing would happen now!

Must kill him! He has released so many powerful magics and summoned a magical creature to help. At his current age, his magic power must have reached the bottom. There is no way a fragile magician can block my sword. He is dead!

The bald old man looked up with cold eyes, and then he saw three huge rock balls flying towards him, and behind the rock balls, the unknown mage in a white cloak actually condensed three new rock balls above his head.

Round after round, the magic power seems to never be exhausted...

Seeing this scene, the bald old man fell silent.

Two seconds later, before the rock ball arrived, he decisively turned around and ran away. He put the silver shield behind his back and rushed all the way to the front of the carriage, where there were four tall brown draft horses, tied by reins. Tied together with the frame.

The bald old man rushed to the frontmost pack horse, cut off the reins with his sword, got on the horse, grasped half of the reins, kicked the horse's belly with both legs, causing it to run forward in pain.

bang bang bang ......

The three rock balls chased forward for a while. Finally, due to their own weight, they slumped to the ground and broke into pieces. The three rock balls that followed also followed in the footsteps of their predecessors and fell powerlessly.

Hearing the noise, the bald old man turned around and took a look, which made him shocked and angry.

Because the mysterious magician found a white horse from nowhere and chased after him, much faster than he could get off the packhorse, and the magician was still condensing magic at this time.

Damn it! Where did the monster come from! There is such profound magic at this age!

The bald old man cursed secretly, feeling that the life and death crisis was right in front of him. He didn't care so much anymore, and directly stabbed the packhorse's hindquarters with the knight's sword, letting the severe pain stimulate the horse's potential and increase its speed again. grade.

The packhorse, who also felt the danger of life and death, shook its hooves desperately. The bald old man looked back again, feeling slightly relieved. His speed was barely faster than that of the white horse. Unless the other party pursued him, he should be able to escape.

Sure enough, after chasing for a while, the magician felt that he would not be able to catch up for a while, so he threw out a stream of fluorescent blue magic gravel like before, and then gradually slowed down. Unfortunately, because the distance was not enough, the gravel was flying. Dissipated in the middle, but failed to catch up with the bald old man.

The bald old man was able to escape on horseback and finally disappeared at the end of the road.

Li Shanren held Alice who was sitting in front of him with one hand, tightened the reins with the other hand, and asked Torrett to stop. He looked at the back of the bald old man escaping in a hurry, showing a sneer.

The other party didn't notice at all during his escape. The pool of brown-red saliva left by the corrupt wild dog on his breastplate had quietly seeped into his armor and even eroded into his flesh, causing him to begin to emit a trace of A thin brown-red smell of decay.

This is a symptom of a mild infection with scarlet putrefaction.

If there is no antidote or special magic to deal with it in time, the power of scarlet corruption will continue to rage in his body for more than an hour. During this period, it will continue to corrode his flesh and blood, drain his vitality, and even consume his lifespan.

Unless he can use various means to constantly replenish his vitality and survive for more than an hour, he will die under the erosion of scarlet corruption and turn into a pool of brown-red pus, not even a corpse. Will stay.

Oh, wish yourself well. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, it will cost you most of your life, and you will still live with the sequelae that are worse than death... After all, this is something that even a demigod can torture. Do you want to resist the power of your mortal armor?

Li Shanren sneered in his heart. He did not say these words directly to avoid letting Alice, who was still a child, hear them.

"Come on, Torrett, let's go back to where we were."

The white horse snorted tamely, turned around, spread its hooves and ran towards the back pulling a carriage with a large frame.

Alice, who was sitting in front of Li Shanren, stroked Toret's soft mane curiously. Just now, she was still amazed by Li Shanren's endless magic, and she couldn't figure out this beggar she hadn't seen for six or seven days. How did her brother become a powerful magician, and now she has been attracted by this beautiful and elegant horse?

This spirited horse was different from all the horses she had seen before with her businessman parents. It seemed to be born with a sense of nobility, symbolizing its unconventional noble origin. There was not even a drop of sweat on its body when running. It won't gasp hoarsely, but will just keep moving forward gracefully. There is also a pair of beautiful mysterious curved horns on the top of its head.

Returning to the carriage, Li Shanren saw that Alice seemed to like Torrett very much, so he left her on the horse. He walked to the frame behind the carriage and lifted off the animal skin cover covering the iron cage piece by piece. .

The little figures huddled in the cage seemed to have not seen the sun for a long time. At this moment, they suddenly broke away from the darkness. Under the stimulation of the light, they closed their eyes tightly and buried their heads in their knees.

"one two three......"

Li Shanren silently counted the number of iron cages, calculated the number of people, and finally counted eleven people, both boys and girls. They were all dirty and very thin, and the little skin exposed looked very pale. They might have been imprisoned. Because it took too long.

After feeling that they had gradually adapted to the outside sunlight, the children carefully raised their heads slightly and looked at Li Shanren standing next to the bicycle frame through the gaps between their arms. There were also a few who were timid and did not dare to look up at all, thinking that they were again. He hid his head between his knees while trembling.