Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 26

The thing shaped like a hill suddenly lifted up, revealing a huge rock-like head, its lower jaw opened, and a huge roar sounded like a baby's cry, which was terrifying to hear.

This sound was like a trumpet for war, and countless spiders rushed forward. The same sounds like babies crying came out from their twisted and deformed heads, like a huge ensemble.

"Didn't they collapse like before?" Lowenstein looked at the distant figure: "Is it because of that thing?"

"Maybe." Enardez frowned as he looked at the spiders: "It's a bit difficult to handle."

There were several strangely colored spiders mixed in among the spiders. Their colorful bodies emitted different rays of light, and invisible forces seemed to begin to gather in the air.

"Is there anyone who can do magic?" Lowenstein said nonchalantly: "It seems that lower-level spells are difficult to cast."

The spells of the two levels above the high level are not just the use of elements. You also have to consider the surrounding elements. There are some people on the other side who know magic. As long as the surrounding environment is disturbed, it will be difficult to use lower-level spells.

"It seems like there's no need to think about clearing the place instantly." Ennardez said helplessly, and then snapped his fingers. Sharp thorns suddenly emerged from the ground, and the ones in front were directly penetrated and nailed to the ground.

But there are some guys with extremely strong carapace mixed in, and it is still difficult for this kind of thing condensed in an instant to penetrate their armor.

"I'll kill the big ones, and you can take care of these little things." Lowenstein's expression did not change at all as he faced the swarm of insects rushing over. He walked forward with a dagger in hand: "My arrangements No objection?”

It feels like there is nothing in front of you, but as long as you are not blind or deaf, you can feel the vast number of spiders.

"Not at all." Enardez squatted down and put his hands on the ground. The blood-colored magic circle spread quickly. In the magic circle, the dark red blood mist condensed into two humanoid monsters. When they were just about to move, Just rushed out. Their rushing movements were so fast that it was hard to see clearly, and those with poor senses might even think it was an illusion or something like that.

The red guy jumped over Lowenstein and rushed directly towards the spider formation.

Their arms turned into sharp blades, and they were as fast as a shadow when they swung them past. Those hard carapace are as fragile as white paper in front of those blades, and their speed will not even be reduced when they are cut through.

It was like two sharp knives stabbing directly into the enemy formation, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep.

A high-level dark spell, the Scarlet Servant. This kind of created guy performs extremely well in group battles.

The only disadvantage is that the operator needs to be distracted to control it, even Ennardez. It's only possible to control three, and that's only possible if you don't care about yourself at all. If you want to ensure the normal movement of the main body and simple spellcasting ability, then controlling two is the limit.

The spider swarm has rushed very close. The range of their attack is within ten meters. As long as they reach this range, they can leap up like birds and attack the target.

At this moment, Lowenstein suddenly turned into a black mist and disappeared, leaving only Ennardez, who was wearing a windbreaker. When he saw the spiders rushing towards him, he took a deep breath and pulled out a handful of fine fibers from his waist. The long red stabbing sword pierced the spider that rushed in front of him.

Then he swung his fist and knocked away the spider that was trying to pounce on it from the side. The physical strength of a vampire is no joke. The spider's long blade-like legs could not hurt Ennardez at all. On the contrary, every punch of Ennardez could twist the organs of those disgusting big spiders together, and they would die after struggling for a long time.

Enardez chanted softly in his mouth, and a red shield condensed on his other hand. The stabbing sword also has a lot of black elements attached to it, making it look like a long sword.

The long sword danced in the air, and there were so many spiders that it could hit them without even looking.

He was wielding a long sword, and the shield in his other hand was not idle. When he swung the sword, the shield was also swung out. Although the wide side of the shield is not as sharp as a sword, it has greater power. As long as the spider touches it, it will be knocked away. If it wants to get up again, it depends on whether the damage is serious. Anyway, basically few people can stand up again.

The Blood Servant's arms changed again, this time into slender sharp thorns. They spun around like tops and blew through the spiders like tornadoes. Every spider along the way had been cut in half or more.

But the number of spiders is endless. It seems that the spiders in the entire cave have gathered together to deal with this guy.

Black mist formed on the ceiling, and Lowenstein didn't know where he came from. He stretched out a hand and grabbed a protruding rock above, and the entire elf hung upside down.

From here you can overlook the entire battle and understand how many spiders there are.

Anyway, wherever Lowenstein looked, there was a sea of ​​spiders.

Ennardez's physical strength is limited, and he will be exhausted sooner or later if he continues. So he had to find a way to kill that big guy.

That big guy is probably the main reason why these spiders are so heroic, so if it dies, maybe the entire spider group will collapse.

Even if there is no collapse, the worst thing is to take him and run away. If you can't fight him, you can still run away.

He thought this, took a deep breath, and observed the big guy carefully.

Its body was covered with a thick carapace, and its body was so bloated that it was difficult to hold it up with its legs, like a disgusting mountain of meat.

It didn't matter if he was just fat, but the huge cyst trailing behind him was jumping and jumping, which looked particularly disgusting.

Seeing this, he no longer wanted to read any more. Such disgusting things really ruined his appetite and mood, so it was only right to get rid of them as soon as possible.

Lowenstein thought this way, then put the sword back into the scabbard, freed up one hand, and the black mist condensed into a spear in his hand, which was the high-level pitch-black spear of the dark system.

He aimed at the big guy, but in fact, he probably didn't need to aim. The thing was so big that he could hit it without blindness.

The pitch-black spear took off his hand, stayed in the air for a moment, and then hit the big spider. The carapace on its body cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was covered with cracks similar to the pattern on a turtle shell.

It was angry because of the pain, and kept roaring there. The sound kept echoing in the cave, which was almost deafening.

"Shut up, your voice doesn't sound good at all." Lowenstein looked at it and said softly, then let go of his hand and let himself fall from the top.

During the fall, he pulled out the dagger at his waist again and fell with huge kinetic energy.

Mithril's dagger would not feel any resistance at all when cutting on this hard shell, just like cutting wood strips.

The position where Lowenstein landed was exactly at the tail of a sharp spider leg. This blow naturally cut off its leg easily, and then he dodged the green blood splashing from the fracture. When this liquid fell to the ground, white smoke came out slowly, and it looked extremely powerful. corrosiveness.

His current position was very close to it, so he could see the disgusting pattern at the bottom more clearly. Coupled with the disgusting smell in its blood, Lowenstein felt like he was going to vomit.

So he didn't intend to let go of this thing that ruined his mood with just one blow. He pulled back his left hand and assumed a punching posture. Black mist condensed on his left hand, as if he was accumulating something.

Lowenstein punched the big spider hard on the armor and stomach at the bottom. It was an elf, even if its body had been baptized, it was still an elf. The physical strength is only about the same as that of a human being, so there is no way to say how strong it is.

But this time, the screams of the big spider became even more miserable. It used its remaining seven legs to push itself far away at the same time.

Lowenstein shook his left hand, and the black mist above slowly dissipated. Then he held the dagger in both hands, leaned down, and looked directly at the big guy.

The one he just took was attached with a high-level magic called Dark Corrosion. This vicious ability can directly infect the target's body and basically kill him without any defense measures.

Only then did the spiders around him notice him, and the nearest ones pounced on him, acting like guards protecting their king.

Lowenstein didn't bother to care about the things that were coming at him. His target was only the big guy.

He squatted down and took a deep breath. The strange patterns carved on the dagger seemed to come alive.

He rushed out and stepped directly into a deep pit on the ground. He rushed out as fast as a ghost.

In the original place, several attacking spiders collided with each other. I didn't understand why the thing in front of me suddenly disappeared.

The big spider finally reacted, knowing that it couldn't get close to this guy. Because in that case, my body shape is nothing more than a burden.

It raised its four spike-like legs and stabbed Lowenstein, who was advancing rapidly. The sharp spikes were shining with black light. It is not difficult to guess that they are poisonous and can kill people if they hit. To death.

Lowenstein had to stop and swung his dagger to fight off the sharp blade.

The frequency of the four-legged attacks was so fast that only afterimages were left. The speed of Loewenstein's sword swing also caused the dagger to leave afterimages in the air. Every collision will make an aesthetically pleasing friction sound, which can make people feel numb all over.

Finally, Lowenstein took a step forward, sideways avoided the stabbing spider leg, and then slashed sideways, cutting off the annoying weapon.

The spider screamed again, and the baby's cry echoed again.

Taking advantage of this gap in the attack, Lowenstein rushed in front of him. The pattern on the dagger lit up, and the black mist wrapped it into a terrifying giant blade.

That is the effect that only the dwarves can achieve by carving arcane inscriptions. The arcane inscription on this sword is called Guanshi. The effect is to wrap it with elements into a huge spear. It is said that this kind of spear can penetrate everything in this world. Everything, whether it's armor or body.

Lowenstein threw it out, and the huge black spear easily left a huge hole in the big guy's body. Bright green blood flew all over the sky, and the spider was directly beaten into pieces. The remains of the body were scattered everywhere like unwanted garbage.

The spiders watched their boss leave like this, staring blankly at the broken limbs with eight eyes.

"Your eldest brother is dead, why are you still here?" Lowenstein was struggling with how to get his sword back, and said to the dazed spider sea next to him: "Let's go, let's go, if you don't go, I will kill you too." ”

The spider sea boiled for a while, but this was not a gesture of escaping, but a direct pounce.

Lowenstein was stunned. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and rushed up immediately. He lay down on the top rock again and looked at the scene in front of him blankly.

He covered his mouth with his free hand to prevent himself from spitting out.

Those spiders threw themselves at the dead spider like crazy, but not to commemorate it, but to eat its remaining limbs.

Several spiders even fought together in order to eat the corpse.

Lowenstein watched helplessly as an ordinary black spider grabbed a piece of meat about the size of an arm, and immediately lay down to eat it. As if it were some huge delicacy.

A sudden change occurred, and several hard sharp spines protruded from its black carapace. It was spinning on the ground in some pain, and its eight spear-like legs grew rapidly, almost seven or eight times its original size. The size balance of the whole thing is completely broken, and it looks very awkward.

This is the one who eats less, and the one who eats more sprays out white silk threads to wrap himself in place, forming a cocoon in a few seconds. The white cocoons became colorful in a few seconds, and Lowenstein could feel the elements in the surrounding air being competed by these white cocoons.

It is easy to think of their changes at this time, that is evolution.

"Holy shit." Lowenstein couldn't help cursing.

He still doesn't know where his sword fell, but looking at the situation in front of him, trying to recover the precious mithril sword over there is tantamount to death.

You can't stay in this place. If the whole body is eaten, I don't know how many spiders will evolve. They will probably be more difficult to deal with after they evolve. If you don't run now, you're going to have trouble.

Lowenstein thought like this and quickly rushed to Ennardez's location.

"Hey, old friend." Ennardez waved to him from a distance: "You were still as reliable as you, and you got rid of that bloated piece of garbage so easily."

He opened his arms as if to embrace him. Now the shield and the red sword have all dissipated, including the two summons.

Because just half a minute ago, the sea of ​​spiders suddenly faded away like a tide. So he took it for granted that his elf friends had taken care of everything.

"Reliable big-headed ghost." Lowenstein grabbed him and said, "It's time to run. If you don't want to be eaten to death, you have to leave now."