My Magic Has No Attack Power

Hearing the troll's screams, Darusa became angry, and his momentum suddenly rose. He pulled out the bone knife from his waist and threw it at Andrea who was standing at the entrance of the passage.

Darusa at the golden rank is very strong. Even a bone knife thrown casually has the speed of an arrow and the penetration of a machine gun.

If she was hit, Andrea would have to be in pain for a while before being healed by Xiang En.

The bone knife was spinning in mid-air, and Andrea could clearly see the trajectory of each rotation. She also needed to dodge as hard as she could to avoid the bone knife flying towards her chest.

Under the effects of ebb and flow spells, Darusa's attack lost most of its power, and it also gave Andrea the possibility to dodge the attack.

call out!

Andrea turned sideways, and the bone knife slashed across her chest. The next moment, it dived into the soil behind her. Most of the blade's edge had disappeared, leaving only the handle wrapped in animal skin exposed.

Naka on one side also avoided the flying bone knife sideways. When she looked back at the cellar again, Darusa and the other two trolls had disappeared.

Xiang En behind the dirt wall suddenly felt a violent magic power coming from above his head, and quickly shouted: Come back!

This scene is the same as Awuda warned Darusa just now.

Chuck!

The dug-through entrance of the cellar suddenly shot out a large cloud of faint blue lightning, and the sound of crackling electricity rolled from the hole to the tunnel like a spider web. The violent lightning destroyed a large area of ​​soil.

In the soil layer above his head, just as Awuda broke out of silence, he yelled and released a chain of lightning into the hole.

After the lightning chain ended, Awuda swung his staff again, spraying a large black mist towards the hole below.

The surrounding trolls pulled out bone knives and spears, looked fiercely at the big pit in the cellar, and chopped them into pieces when they wanted to see humans appear.

In the cellar, after being reminded by Xiang En, both Andrea and Naka escaped the attack of the chain lightning, and began to flee towards the depths of the tunnel.

This time it's not an escape, it's just a tactical transfer!

Before leaving, Andrea did not forget to pull out the bone knife embedded in the soil and take it away, while Naka pinched the bewildered rabbit on the ground.

This wave is absolutely worth it!

After the chain of lightning disappeared, a large black mist emerged from the cellar, all of which were seen by Xiang En's magical eyes.

The black mist looked very ominous, and he couldn't let the black mist fill the tunnel. He thought for a while, then turned to Naka and shouted: Naka, collapse the tunnel!

Naka nodded, whistled to the front, and then threw the rabbit into the arms of Ma Ji who turned back.

Immediately, Naka turned around and looked at the approaching black mist. A layer of magic power of the fire element was attached to her fists, and she continuously bombarded the soil above her head.

The fist carrying the flame was like a shooting star, dozens of punches hit the soil in the blink of an eye, and the soil above his head was softened almost instantly, collapsing as if he had taken a laxative.

Naka retreated quickly, and as she retreated, she knocked off the load-bearing column and knocked off the soil above her head.

After a while, the passage behind was tightly blocked, and their running speed also slowed down until they stopped.

Xiang En, who was walking in the front, released migratory birds to check the reaction of the trolls. If the trolls still pursued, they could continue to ambush.

It's just that the trolls didn't do what he wanted. From the perspective of the migratory birds, they carried the small pile of grain from the ground and returned to the manor.

Pity!

Xiang En was not greedy enough, he pinched the rabbit that Ma Ji presented, looked at it, and grinned.

This rabbit is a male, and together with the female rabbit just now, it can breed for just one generation.

In the evening, Xiang En cooked a side dish in the underground as a small reward for himself.

After dinner, before it was completely dark, Xiang En continued to release migratory birds to monitor the movements of the trolls from the sky.

When the migratory birds flew over the manor, Xiang En saw a strange scene in front of a tent hut.

Several trolls sat in a circle, and a male troll lay in the center of the circle.

Xiang En could see the vague wound on the troll's abdomen from a high-altitude perspective.

After lowering the migratory bird a little, he could see more clearly.

...

The trolls forming a circle opened and closed their lips and whispered, constantly praying to the stone statue in the center of the circle and the wounded troll.

The troll high priest who presided over the ceremony held two handfuls of grass and danced around the outer circle. It couldn't be said to be similar to the human beings who danced the gods, but they could only be said to be exactly the same.

On the outside, Darusa, the leader of the tribe, stared at the unconscious troll in the center of the circle with a gloomy face, not only remorse for his recklessness, but also anger at the humans hiding underground.

The cunning human designed to attack them, but...

Ancestral spirit~ Great ancestor spirit, please let your believers bathe in your grace...

Following the high priest's last words, the stone statue in the middle of the circle released a burst of green energy representing vitality, which penetrated into the wounded troll's body.

The pale complexion of the injured troll improved significantly after the green energy entered his body, and the bloody wound on his abdomen was gradually repaired.

A large number of fine wooden thorns were squeezed out of flesh and blood, and after a while, only residual blood remained on the troll's abdomen.

Xiang En, who saw this scene in the sky, didn't feel how powerful it was. Compared with his healing ability, such healing spells are really not enough.

Thank you, High Priest.

Seeing that the treatment was over, Darusa immediately stepped forward and said to the old high priest.

En. The high priest nodded slightly.

Seeing that the old troll was getting weaker and weaker, Darusa also sighed slightly, and asked in a low voice: Has the high priest selected a new priest?

The high priest was slightly stunned when he heard the words, and then shook his head: No, after the death of Naaru, there is no one in this generation of the tribe who is qualified to be a priest. I will choose among the newly born trolls.

Without the worry of Darusa, who is the leader, the high priest seemed very calm, but his slightly trembling rickety body made him look less relaxed than on the surface.

Hearing this, Darusa felt more and more uncomfortable, lowered his head, his eyes were full of exhaustion.

The encounter with human beings in the cellar, he lost his sense of magic in an instant, and made him feel powerless again.

Darusa. The high priest suddenly said, calling out Darusa's name instead of addressing the leader.

Darusa raised his head and met the high priest's calm and cloudy eyes, his heart was slightly shocked.

Your father passed on the position of leader to you, which shows that he has great trust in you and believes that you can lead us to continue to survive. As the leader, no troll will object to your decision anyway, so don't blame yourself too much for this.

After the high priest finished speaking, he turned around and walked slowly towards his tent.

I hope you can understand the meaning of the leader, and...don't forget to think.

Darusa stared blankly at the High Priest's back until he disappeared into the tent.

Not long after, he also left the place.

The migratory bird in the sky watched the conversation between the two trolls and dissipated by itself.