My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

"If you gave Mr. Ravenlow another chance, would you choose to take Miss Shelley and me with you?" Troy asked jokingly.

The man shook his head: "No."

Troy smiled and said, "Is it because we are not strong enough to protect the caravan?"

"No," Ravenlo said, "If I knew that there were so many and difficult Merats outside, I would probably persuade Mr. Xiao and that lady to go back. It would be too dangerous for you."

"Is that so? Mister is really kind." Troy smiled and said, "Then I have to reassure you."

There are five or six tribes, with a visual estimate of three hundred people.

Thunder element.

dark system.

Tricky is tricky, but it is not impossible to break through the siege.

The magic wand in his hand was glowing red, and the young man uttered a spell, setting up a domain barrier, covering all the caravans that were forced to stop.

The enchantment can't resist the rain of arrows for too long.

But Troy doesn't need too long, he just wants to rush out of a road now, so that the horses in the caravan can run again and take Mr. Ravenlow and others to leave.

Merats are good at archery.

This means they are not proficient with melee weapons.

The magic wand propped up the realm, forming a strong barrier to protect everyone inside.

The young man grasped the rein tightly with one hand, drew out the long sword around his waist with the other hand, and shouted to Shelley: "Miss Shelley, please continue to support the barrier, and don't let those purple arrows go in!"

"I know, leave it to me!"

After Shelley finished speaking, he used magic power to strengthen the barrier set up by Troy again.

If you don't continue to strengthen it with magic power, I'm afraid this protective shield will soon be penetrated by continuous arrow rain.

The young man tugged at the reins, and clamped the horse's stomach with his legs. The white horse neighed and rushed forward!

The moment he rushed out of the field, the rain of arrows from the Merat people shot at the young man.

The strong wind blowing in the air seemed to uproot the grass under his feet.

The dark clouds in the sky gathered more and more, moving at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned the grass in this area into a gloomy color.

The light of purple thunder and lightning shuttled through the dark clouds, and the sound of electric current resounded on the grass.

The soil is supposed to be an insulator, but the water on it conducts electricity.

The rain of arrows aimed at the young man, Troy let go of the rein, pulled out his magic wand and recited a spell, set up a barrier that could protect himself from being hurt by the rain of arrows temporarily, and rushed in front of the group of Merats in one go!

It seemed that they didn't expect the boy to rush over directly. The orcs looked surprised, and the lion's face was stained with horror, and then they retreated quickly.

But before they could turn around and escape, a cold light flashed behind their necks, and the sharp blades had already penetrated their bodies!

Blood splattered, and the blood-red liquid was particularly obvious in the green grass.

Those Melats standing in other directions pointed their bows and arrows at Troy again. The boy jumped off the white horse and mixed among the orcs. The orcs with low IQs had already shot their arrows. They didn't seem to realize that there was something wrong with doing so. .

The white horse stayed in the enchantment set up by the boy just now, after being frightened, he turned around and fled back to that field.

Long arrows were shot one by one, and Troy stretched out his hand to grab a Meratian's neck, and the two exchanged positions, and all the rainy long arrows were blocked by the hard and strong back of the orc, and the orc immediately kill.

Seeing this, the other Melats wanted to stay away from the young man, but a stern look flashed across the pair of gray pupils, the magic wand in his hand glowed red, and flames rose from the ground, enveloping the bodies of these orcs in an instant!

The young man who was worried about causing the grassland fire seemed to be relieved at this moment. After all, the sky with dense clouds had begun to rain. Although it would affect his magic activity and strength, at least it was useful for fire prevention.

In addition to the wandering Melat people, there are other creatures living on the grassland. Some wood elemental elves don't like to stay in the forest, so they will come here.

If a fire starts, there is a good chance they will be injured.

A gust of wind blew again, and the sky that was originally light rain immediately began to rain cats and dogs!

Everyone in the caravan in the field can't get wet, but Troy is a little worried about whether the color of his newly dyed hair will fade.

Arrows came, and the teenagers who mixed in with the orcs used other Melats as shields. Orcs with low IQs would not care about their companions. They seemed to be stubborn and only wanted to solve Troy. Those long arrows shot into Their bodies cannot penetrate, because the orcs have strong bodies and well-developed muscles, which can just block arrows.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it took about 10 minutes from rushing out of the domain barrier to slaying a way.

Although the young man was agile and quick-witted, and escaped the rain of arrows again and again, he was still unavoidably attacked by the fish that slipped through the net.

His body was scratched many times by some Melats with daggers, and the blood soaked his clothes and mixed with the rain.

Sure enough, the gray hair showed signs of fading, and the hair on both sides of the young man's cheeks faintly appeared golden.

Troy took a deep breath. After successfully deterring the last Melat who wanted to hug him, the boy turned his head and shouted at Ravenlo who was shooting with a shotgun—"Sir! Please let the caravan Run!"

When Ravenlo heard Troy's cry, he whistled immediately.

The horses that received the signal were well-trained, and the moment the whistle sounded, they quickly dragged the convoy towards the road opened by Troy!

Seeing this, the people who exploded Melat on both sides were going to catch up.

But they were all stopped by Shelley, who supported the enchantment on the roof of the carriage, with wind element magic.

The carriage ran very fast, and when Ravenro rode past him, Troy turned over and jumped behind the man.

His own white horse followed Ravenlo's horse, and the young man smiled at the man and said, "Thank you sir." Then he turned and jumped back on his own horse, grabbed the rein and ran with him.

Behind the two leading horses was the entire caravan.

Shelley returned to the carriage. The girl seemed to have used too much magic power to support the barrier, and now she looked exhausted. A few drops of sweat slid down her forehead, but she didn't have the energy to wipe it off.

Seeing her appearance, Cato quickly reached out and wiped the girl's face with a handkerchief, and said hoarsely, "Thank you, Miss Shelley."

"It's okay." Shelley shrugged and smiled, looking at the young man beside him with her beautiful eyes, "I'll just take a rest."

The carriage was bumping, and she leaned against the body, but when the wheel was hit by a stone, the body shook suddenly, and the girl was directly thrown into Kato's arms by the shaking carriage.

Shelley's face turned red immediately, and he quickly grabbed the pole next to him and came out from the young man's arms, stabilized his figure, and said, "Sorry."

"No." The young man coughed and said, "Please be careful."