Chapter 132: Sacred Artifact

In various legends in the world of Anriel, nightmares have always been described as mounts of demons, coming on the flames of hell and bringing blood and carnage to the world.

Where the Nightmare Beast was born, there must have been a disaster, maybe a natural disaster, maybe a man-made disaster, but one thing is unquestionable. In this disaster, tens of thousands of people must have lost their lives. Only to this extent

Only disasters can give birth to monsters like nightmares, which are purely composed of negative emotions.

Pain and despair are the source of power for nightmares.

They are purely formed by the condensation of negative emotions. Their bodies are between reality and reality. They are naturally proficient in various dark magics. From the day they are born, nightmares have at least sixteen levels of power. When they evolve to their full form,

It is even possible to break through level 20 and reach the realm of legendary monsters.

Although the nightmare in front of me has not broken through level 20, it has already undergone its first evolution. I can see the flames on its four hooves, and its single horn shows a faint dark red. This is at least the strength of level 18 or above.

, the body between reality and reality brings it a strong immunity. Whether it is magic damage or physical damage, it is difficult to threaten its spiritual body. Coupled with its natural proficiency in dark magic, I am afraid that

Even a nineteen-level powerhouse like Medellin would find it difficult to defeat this nightmare in front of him.

How can a group of adventurers deal with such a terrifying monster?

Judging from the number, the adventurers do have an absolute advantage, but the strength of both sides is not at the same level. Among the more than thirty adventurers, the strongest is only level 12, and the weakest is only level 8.

Fighting against nightmares with such strength? In the words of Uncle Greg - you are asking for your own death!

Nearly ten warriors covered in heavy armor stood at the front of the team. Their armors had obviously been treated with inscriptions and were extremely resistant to the dark magic released by the nightmare. After the nearly devastating dark magic attack,

Next, these warriors miraculously survived and bought precious singing time for the magician behind them.

But the power of nightmares is more than just dark magic?

Just a short sprint cost a soldier his life. The thick and heavy armor, under the dark red horn, was like a thin piece of white paper, and he saw the nightmare blowing his head.

Low, the horn instantly pierced the body of a warrior. The long horn penetrated from the chest and emerged from the back. The dark red tip of the horn was emitting a faint light in the bonfire, and the violent tearing

Amid the roar, large swaths of blood spilled down, dyeing the long horn even more coquettishly.

However, the time the soldiers exchanged for their lives did not produce the desired results.

The level of the dozen magicians in the camp is really too low.

This is the inherent flaw of mercenary groups. In the Kingdom of France, few mercenary groups can recruit powerful magicians because they are too expensive.

A piece of magic equipment can easily cost tens of thousands of gold coins. How many monsters do you need to hunt in order to get it? Especially those characters above the level of magicians, only the Magic Guild can afford it. Unless you can't join the Magic Guild, no one can afford it.

The magician is willing to become an adventurer. As for the great magician... why don't you try to recruit Gerian?

The mercenary group in front of him was already pretty good. Lin Li glanced over and actually spotted two magicians.

But except for these two magicians, the strength of the others is terrible. A group of eight or nine level magicians are not top-notch figures even in the Garros Magic Guild, let alone here.

It's the royal capital Oranna.

Their weak magical power doomed them to failure.

During that precious chanting time, almost all magicians chanted their most powerful spells, from Raging Flame Storm to Arcane Missiles, and from Frost Spears to Burning Fireballs. The dozen or so spells they released at the same time were instantaneous.

A brilliant light arose in the camp...

But what the light brought was just an angry roar.

More than a dozen magic hits almost at the same time, but only a few can cause damage to the nightmare. Flame Storm can barely count as one. After all, it is the most powerful magic below the magician level, but even Flame Storm,

It also seemed to have lost its former power. After the brilliant sparks flew, the nightmare only had a trace of burnt black marks...

When Lin Li saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh slightly. Nightmare was not immune to elements. Magic like Raging Flame Storm could indeed cause damage to it, but it was far from enough to kill it.

To deal with monsters like nightmares that are condensed from resentment, the most effective method is undoubtedly to use holy light to purify them.

However, France is a country of magic, and few people choose priests as their profession. As for paladins, they are even rarer among the rare. Finding a sacred profession that can purify nightmares is simply more difficult than teaching Anduin to prepare a potion.

difficulty.

Of course... magic can also be used, provided it is powerful enough.

For example, Anduin, who just left, with his legendary level strength, only needs one spell to completely kill this nightmare. This is a gap in realm. In the face of the absolute power of the legendary level, it is between fiction and reality.

The bodies in between are just floating clouds.

When his strength reaches the level of Anduin, there is no need to think about any countermeasures. He just crushes them with pure brute force, just like what he did in the forest when he first came here. No matter what monster you are, it's just like that.

The instant burning fireball blasted over, it was simple and crude, but the effect was surprisingly good...

It's a pity that the old man left too quickly.

Otherwise, Lin Li really wanted to ask him for help in taking down this rare nightmare in front of him.

This is a really good thing. If that unicorn is used for weapon forging, I don’t know how many people will die from envy. Even if it is just a piece of iron, as long as the nightmare unicorn is added, it will immediately become a hundred times more valuable. The nightmare unicorn will

The horn can be said to be extremely strong, just like the soldier just now, the armor on his body is thick and heavy, but under the nightmare horn, it is like a thin piece of white paper, and it was penetrated with just a light poke.

Heartbroken.

Weapons forged with the Nightmare Horn will be endowed with powerful dark power. This power is so powerful that it can easily break the defensive barrier. Frost Armor? Under the Nightmare Horn, it is just a joke...

As for the magic crystal of nightmare, it is the dream of any magician. If it is embedded in the staff, the endless negative emotions can immediately increase the power of mental magic and spiritual magic by several levels.

Lin Li's mouth watered just thinking about all the treasures on Nightmare's body.

It's a pity that this is a goldfish, you can only look at it but not knock it...

Lin Li was secretly regretting it, but several screams were heard in the camp. The nightmare, enraged by the magic attack, had completely entered a berserk state. From a distance, it looked like a wild horse that had escaped from stiffness, using its dark red

One Horn caused a bloody storm in the camp.

Under the unyielding horn, the thick armor was like floating clouds. No warrior could withstand the blow of the nightmare. In just an instant, half of the seven or eight warriors fell down, and blood flowed from the wounds.

The camp was dyed red in an instant, the four hooves were flying, the flames were blazing, and the rampaging nightmare was like a real nightmare. It was exuding the power of pain and despair in its own unique way.

"Hold it and buy time for the magician!" Seeing that the team was about to collapse, another roar came from the camp. This was the voice of a young man. Lin Li looked at the sound and saw a blond man in the corner of the camp.

The young man was roaring angrily.

This roar really delayed the collapse of the team. The few surviving warriors gathered their strength and raised their weapons, tightly entangling the rampaging nightmare. At the same time, the magician behind them also completed the task again.

They chanted, but this time they were smarter. They no longer tried to use attack magic to harm the nightmare, but used various status magic to contain it. A large number of slowness, blindness, and weakness spells covered the nightmare like a dragnet.

The body between reality and reality is still half virtual and half real after all. A large number of low-level status magics targeting the body also affect the nightmare, but it only gives it a feeling like a mosquito bite. Although

It's not fatal, but it's really annoying, just like a buzzing fly hovering in your ear, making you want to slap it to death.

In fact, this is exactly what nightmares do...

Those red eyes suddenly glowed brightly, followed by a huge surge of dark power. The surrounding space was showing strange distortions, and the magic elements were boiling like boiling water. Even Lin Li who was far away at the entrance of the cave was shocked.

I feel it, this is a powerful dark magic.

"Why bother..." Lin Li shook his head. He had already guessed this outcome. For a group of adventurers whose highest level was no more than level 12, facing a level 18 nightmare, it would only be a matter of time before the group was wiped out.

"Let's go back to Olanna."

Lin Li released two swift spells, one on Xian and one on himself. It was almost time to leave, otherwise it would be their turn to be unlucky after Nightmare finished dealing with the group of adventurers.

In fact, Lin Li only dared to leave at this time.

The camp is between the cave and the forest. In addition to using flying skills like Anduin, if he wants to return to Oranna on the same route, he must pass through that camp. The previous battle was not fierce enough, so Lin Li had to delay for so long.

, because he was worried that he would be splashed with blood when he walked over. It doesn’t matter whether you are an adventurer or not, as long as you are a human, Nightmare sees no difference.

But there is no need to worry now. The battle has completely heated up. Thanks to those magicians, Nightmare has been completely driven to the edge of madness. Even if Lin Li walks over openly, Nightmare may not be interested in him.

Said that those buzzing flies are the damnedest thing in the world.

To be on the safe side, Lin Li did not use the light technique, and the two of them quietly walked towards the camp under the cover of night...

Both of them walked very lightly, making only a soft "rustling" sound when they stepped on the green grass.

"Hold it! Hold it all!" The dark power surged crazily, and the boiling magic elements made everyone feel suffocated. The blond young man shouted until his voice was hoarse, and his red eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

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But it's already too late...

In the nightmare's eyes full of pain and despair, the crimson light has reached its peak. The boiling magic element is like a tide, constantly hitting the dam. It only takes the last wave of tide to break through the dam.

The entire camp was flooded in an instant.

"Brother, I can't stand it anymore..." Lin Li wanted to tell him this.

To be honest, he sympathized with this group of adventurers.

But sympathy is sympathy, and drawing a sword to help when the road is rough is another matter.

It takes strength to turn the tide. A thirteenth-level magician challenges an eighteenth-level monster. This is not called drawing a sword to help. This is called a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. In order to help a group of strangers, he foolishly puts his own life in. Lin Li asked himself

Not so noble yet...

Therefore, he could only pretend that he didn't see anything, and walked into the forest with his head buried...

And at this moment, the dark power that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly exploded.

In an instant, a piece of black mist rippled. Looking from a distance, it looked like circles of black ripples, or like a black flower blooming. The soldier who bore the brunt was almost

As soon as it came into contact with the black mist, it was suddenly exploded.

This was a real explosion, with flesh and blood flying from the inside out.

The muffled sound of "Peng" made everyone feel their scalp numb. The splashing blood and flesh were also mixed with pieces of armor fragments. The armor that had been treated with inscriptions was actually so weak at this time.

Among the group of black ripples, it was like a piece of duckweed being gently torn apart.

"Death Ripple..." Lin Li was shocked. This was a legendary eighteenth-level dark spell. Even many great magicians who specialize in dark spells may not have mastered the Death Ripple. Unexpectedly, today, he would actually be in a dark spell.

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It's over, it's over, it's over now.
To be continued...