Greece brings evildoers - Chapter 496

In the wilderness.

The sharp sound of wings cutting the air and the tyrannical roars of beasts echoed, and dozens of hideous shadows wrapped in a fierce ether storm rushed down towards a human convoy.

“Boom boom boom!”

Spell bombs of varying sizes fell like a meteor shower, like a roaring artillery group violently plowing across the land, and the convoy was overturned for a while.

“Defense! Quickly establish defense!” The old man in charge of escorting the goods shouted loudly to stabilize the morale of the army.

The loud voice seemed to have some kind of soothing magic, dispelling the dragon power brought by the dragon species, and making everyone in the convoy respond quickly.

The warriors set up large shields, the archers pulled longbows, and the wizards chanted protective spells, and together surrounded the convoy into a barbed iron barrel.

However, as fantasy species, dragon creatures are born with extremely powerful magic and physical resistance.

Even a degraded two-legged flying dragon can be completely immune to ordinary arrows and low-level magic.

With a clanging sound of metal collision, dozens of wyverns easily broke through the obstruction of arrow rain and curse bullets and crashed into the convoy.

Claws harder than steel swept across the ground, and the warriors wearing armor and holding large shields flew backwards as if they were run over by a high-speed car crash.

What’s more, several wyverns pulled the archers and magicians behind the line high into the air, and then cruelly dropped them, watching these humans smashed into meat paste on the ground.

In just a short round of confrontation, the defense line hastily established by the convoy collapsed.

Seeing that the wyverns were about to rush in, the old man leading the team immediately raised the magic wand in his hand and smashed it hard on the ground.

With a dull crash, the ether factor gathered at the top of the magic wand formed a dazzling light.

Because they like to live in caves, swamps and other damp environments, wyverns rarely see the light.

They didn’t expect that a human wizard would start with a flash bomb, so they were hit by this sudden interference, screamed in pain, closed their eyes, and rushed into the human team.

Seeing a wyvern crash, the old man took a step forward, and skillfully pulled out a silver sword from the magic circle with his other hand, and stabbed it into the reverse scale under the neck of the wyvern.

In an instant, blood splattered and the dragon wailed.

A powerful dragon species died under the sword of a human wizard.

After successfully taking the first blood, the old wizard became more and more courageous, raising his magic wand with one hand to release the blinding flash spell, and waving his long sword with the other hand to hit the enemy’s vitals, and soon killed two more crashed wyverns.

Seeing this, the escort team was stunned:

“Isn’t he a wizard?”

“I think so…”

Several young wizards accompanying them murmured in reply, with a tone of uncertainty.

“What are you doing? Kill the ones that fell to the ground first!”

Hearing the old and anxious voice ringing in their ears, the escort team woke up as if from a dream, and picked up weapons such as battle axes, swords, spears, and staffs to greet the several wyverns that crashed on the ground.

But unfortunately, the opportunity was fleeting.

The wyverns also reacted during this period, gathering spell bullets in front of them, spewing flames from their mouths, floating towards the ground, and bombarding the human team that rushed up to try to make up for it.

Faced with this group of highly maneuverable biological bombers, the human side was blown upside down.

And even if they rushed to the vicinity of several crashed wyverns, the human side soon discovered a problem:

The wyverns would resist.

They shook their heads and tails, waved their claws and sprayed poison. Although they were blinded, they could still frantically attack all outsiders who approached.

In addition to the reverse scale, the dragon scales with high magic resistance and high physical resistance made it difficult for well-trained warriors to get close, not to mention the weak magicians.

As a result, the humans who wanted to pick up the dragon head were blown away by the force and returned empty-handed.

Until this moment, everyone realized how much rich combat experience the old wizard’s seemingly simple actions contained.

But after all, he was old, and his breathing accelerated significantly after dealing with several crashed wyverns.

And the flash technique combined with the tactic of swinging swords to chop people also lost the effect of surprise attack.

The defensive wyverns always kept a safe distance from the old wizard, relying on their own super high mobility and firepower output to kill the escorts one by one and overturn the carts one by one.

These damn beasts are really smart!

Seeing this scene, the old wizard cursed inwardly.

Seeing the panic in the team and the defense about to collapse, the old wizard held a sword in one hand and a cane in the other, and retreated to one of the carriages:

“Miss Belle, it seems that we can’t hold on. I’ll find a way to tear a hole, you run as soon as possible!”

“Wait a minute!”

A pleasant voice came from the open space behind the carriage. A beautiful girl with long light golden hair and a blue and white dress was crouching down to treat a wounded person.

A light green halo emanated from her fair hands and fell on the wounded’s abdomen torn by the dragon’s claws.

The hideous wound gradually healed under the nourishment of the green light, and the dying wounded’s face gradually regained some color.

After a while, the wounded breathed steadily, opened his eyes with difficulty, and couldn’t help but thank the girl repeatedly:

“Thank you…Miss Belle…”

“Your wound is not healed yet, try to speak less and don’t move around.”

The girl held down the wounded who wanted to get up, and repeated the doctor’s advice in a gentle voice that she had said countless times.

On the battlefield filled with smoke, her hands were stained with blood, her face was splashed with mud, and her originally clean skirt was stained red.

But at this moment, in front of all the wounded who had survived the near-death experience, she was the most beautiful goddess.

“Also, don’t let the wound get wet, remember to drink the medicine…”

The girl wanted to give a few more instructions, but the old wizard, who had been unable to bear it, dragged her to the front of the carriage and reminded her again:

“Don’t talk too much, you should go!”

In addition to some goods that the dwarves urgently need, there is also a heavyweight from the [Chamber of Commerce] in this escort.

That is Miss Belle

She is responsible for a lot of front-end information work of the Chamber of Commerce, and it is said that she is familiar with the founder of the Chamber of Commerce, Holo.

So according to the degree of importance, it is necessary to give priority to ensuring that Miss Belle escapes.

At that time, even if all the goods are burned, as long as Miss Belle is still alive, there will be room for maneuver.

If she is willing to plead in front of the wise wolf, maybe they don’t even have to pay for the losses.

But unfortunately, the girl didn’t seem to agree with this strategy of sacrificing the car to save the king:

“There are still so many wounded waiting for me…”

“What time is it? Take care of yourself first!”

The old wizard retorted with a heavier tone, and then pointed at himself and the escorts around him and said,

“We are different from you. We took the money and have to bear the risk. It’s all right to die or live. You are just a little girl who was accidentally involved. There is no need to risk your life for this little thing!”

The reason for this is that with Belle’s identity, there is no need to escort the goods in person.

But due to the sudden dragon disaster, a large number of adventurers formed a team to go to the Dwarf Kingdom to slay the dragon.

The priest who originally agreed to join the team to deliver the goods was accidentally poached by the adventurer team. The escort team realized that they lacked a healer when they were about to set off.

Seeing that there was no replacement and the team was about to set off, Belle volunteered and agreed to accompany as a cargo supervisor.

Not only was she a teller, she also knew about herbs and had learned some Said witchcraft for curing diseases and saving lives. She was the perfect choice for the treatment position.

They could save a sum of money and establish a relationship with the senior executives of the Chamber of Commerce, which was naturally what everyone wanted.

So the team set off.

But they didn’t expect that when they were about to arrive at the Dwarf Capital, they unfortunately ran into a large group of wyverns.

Since there was no way to protect all the people and goods, it was reasonable for him, the leader, to ensure Belle’s safety first.

Having made up his mind, the old wizard ordered several agile guards:

“You guys, when you see me lead these beasts away, take Miss Belle away immediately!”

“Don’t worry, old man! Even if we die, we will send Miss Belle out safely!”

The few people who were named straightened their chests and promised solemnly, and even a hint of pride in their sense of mission appeared on their faces.

As for this loud conspiracy, the guards around seemed not to hear it.

Because along the way, many of them were saved by Belle’s treatment, and they had already respected this gentle and kind girl as a goddess.

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Seeing that everyone was ready to carry her away, Belle, or Belladondi, didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

In order to catch up with the person who made a bet with the eldest sister, she slightly turned the wheel of fate, replaced the original healer’s position, and joined the escort team.

According to the [Revelation] of fate, she should have bumped into that person.

But unexpectedly, she was too perfect as a healer, so those who had received her favor gave priority to her safety.

In fact, if she wanted, she could kill these two-legged dragons with a wave of her hand.

In this way, no one would sacrifice for this.

However, she would also expose her identity and cut off the opportunity to meet that person.

What should she do?

Belladondi looked at the human guards around her who were vying to escort her away, bit her lip, and finally made up her mind.

The white palm was surging with light, and runes gathered in the hands of the goddess of fate.

But suddenly, Belldandy tightened her right hand, extinguished the light pattern in it, and turned to look at the eastern sky.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”

At the same time, thousands of emerald green light arrows came whistling like a rain of meteors.

The clouds along the way were like cold water poured on a red-hot iron sheet, steaming with a hissing sound, and all turned into green smoke, forming a huge light-shaped hole in the sky.

As the starlight arrow rain fell, more than a dozen two-legged flying dragons covered by the light-shaped hole were suddenly hit hard, and their scales were shattered, their wing membranes were torn, their limbs and skulls exploded, and they fell to the ground one after another with a wail.

Looking at the four figures galloping in the wilderness, Belldandy breathed a sigh of relief, immediately broke free from the arms of several guards, and reminded:

“Someone is here to help us, cheer up!”

Hearing this, everyone immediately put away the mentality of abandoning the car to save the king, re-stabilized the defense line, and tried to support and wait for help.

At this time, Rose, who arrived at the battlefield second, also launched an attack.

Accompanied by graceful dancing, the crescent-shaped scimitar in her hand was either slashing or chopping, or picking or wiping, and the brilliance like mercury leaking on the ground swept across the sky.

Instantly, the hovering wyverns were cut into thin pieces before they could react, and large and small pieces of corpses fell from the sky along with scarlet blood rain.

The dark elf walked forward in the scenery composed of blood rain, corpses and silver light, showing a unique and charming killing aesthetics.

“Watch me!”

Ciri was not to be outdone. She immediately drank the potion that stimulated her ability, drew out the elven silver sword in her hand, and shot out a series of tragic sword lights in coordination with the witchcraft taught by her teacher Yennefer.

“Puff puff puff!”

The few wyverns in the sky were completely swept away, falling from mid-air and hitting the ground.

At the moment when the wyverns fell to the ground, Lorne, who was the last to arrive, rushed forward, and while passing Ciri, he stretched out his hand to pull out the steel sword on her back and dragged it forward all the way.

The sword plowed the soil, evaporated the water, and drew deep gullies on the ground, forming several overlapping large runes.

Buzz!

With the completion of the last stroke, the sword light invaded like fire, and pillars of flame rose from the ground.

Several wyverns that were tenacious and tried to struggle after being shot down were instantly reduced to charcoal, and their dark bodies emitted a strong smell of burning after being roasted by flames.

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The old wizard in the team looked at the wyverns on the ground that were dead and could not die anymore, and nodded secretly, praising the young wizard who was walking towards him:

“Young man, your technique is very professional, a bit like the style of a military wizard. Have you been in the army?”

“I guess so.”

Lorne answered ambiguously, and then threw the slightly hot steel sword to Ciri behind him, and smiled at the old wizard,

“What’s your name?”

“Gandalf!”

The old wizard laughed and stretched out his calloused hand.

“Gandalf?” Lorne repeated.

The old wizard was surprised to hear something strange: “Why? Do you know me?”

“It sounds familiar. This name is very similar to a friend of mine.” Lorne answered half-truthfully.

“Is he also Norwegian?” The old wizard asked curiously.

Hearing this, Lorne suddenly realized the identity of the person in front of him.

The name of Gandalf originated from the character of the same name “Gandálfr” in Norse mythology. There are two sources of Gandalf in Norse mythology.

One identity is a dwarf, appearing in the so-called “Dwarf List” in “Poetic Edda”.

The other identity is an ancient Norwegian king, recorded in the Norse Saga “The Biography of the Kings of Norway”.

There is no doubt that the person in front of him is the latter.

So, the wizard Gandalf is not just a character in “The Lord of the Rings”, but he really lives in the Nordic Age of Gods?

And because his memory merges with the great music of the Nordic world, the original Gandalf in the Nordic world also embarked on the path of a fighting wizard?

Lorne was a little amused and explained sincerely, “He is a dwarf, but I haven’t seen him for a long time.”

“Oh, sorry.” The old wizard looked embarrassed, thinking that the dwarf Gandalf with the same name died in the dragon disaster.

Just when the atmosphere was a little dull, a pleasant voice came from the caravan:

“My name is Belle, and I am the leader of this team. Thank you for your help.”

Beldandi walked out of the team to express his gratitude and sincerely requested,

“However, it is still a long way from here to the capital, and many of us were injured in the dragon disaster just now. If possible, I would like to invite you to go with me. When we arrive at the dwarf capital, I will tell Lord Holo about your righteous deeds and apply for the rewards you deserve.”

Lorne thought carefully for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Anyway, he also wanted to go to the dwarf capital to see his adopted daughter Holo and the dwarf Eden’s family. Since it was on the way, it would be good to be a companion.

Seeing that the four agreed to join the team, Belldandy showed a happy smile on his face.

Finally, finally caught this guy!