Chapter 205 The beginning of killing

Oh! Huh! Huh!

A rain of arrows composed of dozens of sharp arrows enveloped a corner of the monastery hall. Although a thief who had just sneaked in tried his best to dodge, he was still shot in the chest and shoulder by two bone arrows and died on the spot.

The Semu people are natural shooters, with a talent for free movement and keen perception in the darkness and jungle, which makes them have a strong insight into thieves and assassins. Twenty or thirty Benga elite archers have no problem dealing with several thieves without armor protection.

Another thief on the window sill not far away saw that the situation was not good and immediately jumped up to escape, but the two feather arrows shot from behind almost silently and penetrated his armor.

"Uh-huh! ~”

The thief's eyes were bulging, he lowered his head feebly, and his body fell softly from the window sill.

The enemies in the hall were swept away, and Leon, who became more and more brave in the battle, rushed the battlefield from the door to the periphery!

"Kill!"

Lei Yan's sword suddenly chopped on a large black metal shield, and the collision of energy and metal burst out a gorgeous flame. The blade broke through the shield, leaving a scar more than half an inch deep.

The human warrior who resisted Leon's attack with a big shield trembled all over and involuntarily retreated half a step. His dark face was abnormally flushed, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. Obviously, he was injured internally.

Before having the soul-eating arm, Leon could not injure the enemy even if he fought for his life. The mysterious power of the soul-eating arm suddenly raised his realm by two levels, reaching the strength of the five-level beast soul warrior.

This Black Shield warrior has only three levels of strength, and the gap between the two levels is insurmountable at all.

Although he knew that there was a great gap between his strength and Leon, the Black Shield Warrior did not give up his duties. He roared low, lowered his shield and raised his tomahawk, and swung it hard at Leon's neck. It was a fierce attack.

The sword warrior on the other side of the door looked at the opportunity and stabbed Leon's waist and abdomen with a sword. The sword body showed a fierce fighting spirit and cooperated with the Black Shield Warrior to form a siege against Leon.

Leon sneered, and a sneerful smile came out of the corners of his lips. Lei Yan's sword swept away the epee that pierced his abdomen, and his left arm was raised up, which could block the tomahawk that was cut.

Kyao!

The blade of the tomahawk rubbed violently with the soul-eating arm, making a sour sound.

Under the collision and friction, the tomahawk slipped away and did not leave any trace on the arm guard. You know, this condensed the strong fighting spirit of the Black Shield warrior!

The two warriors can be called exquisite clamping, and there is no effect in the face of Leon's absolute power.

Only resisting and not fighting back, which is definitely not Leon's style. While blocking the attack on both sides, he flew out of his right leg and kicked the Black Shield.

Pang!

The combat boots kicked the big shield heavily, making a dull roar, showing the weight of the foot.

A large shield cast by black iron was actually concave from the foot, and the warrior behind him could no longer bear it. He spewed blood from his mouth and flew back with the shield.

Even dozens of steps away can clearly hear the sound of bone fracture from him.

The sword warrior on the other side retreated with a pale face. He had the opportunity to attack again, but Leon's strength made him lose the courage to fight.

At this time, there was an angry roar and a magical chant not far away.

The human race has the most magicians. The human nation absolutely spares no effort to cultivate the power of mages. It is by relying on a large number of mage corps that they can occupy the rich eastern plains on the mainland.

This human mercenary regiment with no more than a hundred people has more than a dozen mage members and is also one of its core forces.

It's just that the mage's own defense ability is very fragile. Only magicians above the intermediate level can add magic shields for themselves. The low-level ones rely on the protection of warriors and warriors. Therefore, when the mercenary regiment launches an attack, the mages stand quite far away from the monastery.

When the attacking warriors fell one by one at the door of the hall, the leader of the mercenary regiment could no longer calm down. He loudly ordered the remnants to retreat.

Several bold warriors retreated, and the mages bombards bombarded fireballs, wind blades, ice edges and lightning at the fastest speed. Different magics flew and shone in the air, overwhelmingly pressing over Rayon, who rushed out of the gate.

If it were a color warrior, even if he had the power to eat the soul arm, he would have to retreat back to the hall in the face of such a powerful magic bombardment.

But who is Leon? He has the protection of soul armor, and the stirring power of his body is venting. The burning murderous intention can't help climbing, and there is no word of retreat in his mind.

Protecting Lei Yan's sword on his chest, he took a little back half a step later, and the tiger's body squatted slightly. When the first wind blade flew less than ten steps closer, he suddenly jumped up!

Leon rushed at the mages like an arrow from the string. Several oncoming wind blades hit the chest and smashed into the bones on the flame soul armor.

Boom!

One after another, a fireball exploded on Leon, but the soul armor fluctuated slightly, which had little effect on Leon's speed.

He launched so fast that most of the magic attacks fell behind.

Looking at the rapidly approaching Leon, the mages of the mercenary regiment all changed their colors. They knew very well how terrible it would be if Leon rushed to their side.

The protection of dozens of warriors around them can't give them the slightest sense of security.

"Stop him! Stop him!"

The leader of the mercenary regiment roared angrily and commanded his men to intercept Leon.

As a fourth-level middle-aged warrior, he has been in the secret land of the Holy Land for a long time, and he is also a senior adventurer of old deep-fried dough sticks. This small mercenary regiment can be said to be the capital he has accumulated for decades.

But for a sacred artifact, 20 or 30 members have been damaged. How can he not feel vomiting blood?

Now he has no idea about any sacred artifacts. He just wants to be able to kill Leon and no longer expand his losses.

More than a dozen sharp arrows and shuttle guns flew at Leon at the same time. The warriors protected the mage and began to retreat. Several mages waved their wands to cast spells on the ground ahead, and a magic mud quickly appeared.

Greasy magic and mud magic are auxiliary spells used by mages to block and slow down the warrior's attack. The usual effect should be said to be very good, but it's a pity that the opponent's strength is too strong.

Finding the mud foam on the ground in front of him, Leon suddenly changed his trajectory, and most of the flying arrows and shuttle guns were empty.

He waved his sword and cut off several shuttle guns that were dangerous to himself, and the speed slowed down slightly.

The mud made by the mage quickly spread to both sides. Seeing that Leon was about to step in it, his right foot suddenly jumped up, and his left hand waved like lightning.

A few points of blue light suddenly bloomed in the palm of Leon's palm, and the two warriors fell on their backs in dozens of steps.

Their heads were shot through by a half-foot-long black thorn at the same time, and the blood splashed on the face of a mage behind them.

The mage who was preparing a fireball was stunned, and the spell that was about to be completed was suddenly interrupted.

He looked at the warrior who fell under his feet and had just swallowed his last breath. His lips moved a few times and suddenly screamed, like a woman who saw a mouse or a poisonous snake.

Leon landed firmly on the solid land, waved his knife, cut down a flying tomahawk, and resisted two fireballs.

The left hand was raised, and a brown scroll was unfolded by him. The paper and silk rang, and a bright ball of light rushed straight into the sky.

Pang!

The ball of light exploded in the sky a hundred feet high, and the bright light tore apart the darkness of the night and lit up a large area in front of the monastery.

Lighting!

The mercenaries of the human race only feel that their eyes are bright. Of course, they are familiar with the lighting, but no one knows why Leon released the lighting at this time.

Several mages felt bad. They instinctively retreated, and the heavy mountain forest may be the last blessing.

But more mages are not willing to fail. They continue to prepare spells to attack Leon. As long as they can break through Leon's soul armor, dozens of warriors can also pile him to death.

A tall gray-robed mage pushed away the warrior in front of him. He raised the wand high, and the blue thunder jumped on the magic crystal on the head of the wand. The twisted look made him look ferocious.

"Go to hell..."

Sing!

A word "death" has just come out, and a feather arrow shot from the side and accurately hit him in the neck!

The sharp metal arrow pierced the throat without stagnation, protruding from the other side, bringing a few blood flowers.

The mage's mouth was full of disbelief. He tried to turn his head to see the source of the deadly attack, but his power-lost body fell down like mud.

"The Archer!"

Another mage next to

shouted in horror.

For mages, the sharpshooter with ultra-long-range attack ability is also one of their threats. At this time, another sharpshooter suddenly appeared, which was almost a noose on the necks of the mages.

The mage shouted and hurriedly wanted to protect himself with an arrow, which is the best spell against the arrow.

Originally, when fighting against the enemy normally, the mages would first add various protective spells by themselves, and arrow protection is one of them.

However, they thought that there was only one enemy, and the erotic archers never dared to run out, so they were not prepared for the sake of saving mana.

And this is undoubtedly an extremely fatal mistake!

(to be continued)