roar--

The clanging sound of metal friction and the shattering of rocks intertwined, playing complex scales. This was undoubtedly telling the two people who were evacuating the battlefield that Curt had already fought with the enemy who was pressing step by step. The endless roar brought the fierce scene of the battle into their minds.

Liqi pulled Oscar back to the entrance of the corridor leading to the mine and did not rush back to the inside of the mine, but lay on the edge of the cliff at the entrance and watched the battlefield below. Oscar, who had finally got a chance to breathe, had to stand beside her and watch the fun with her.

At the same time, Curt alone was like a gust of wind sweeping the battlefield, mercilessly blocking the entire battlefield. Yes, this cannot be called a battle, but Curt alone was ruthlessly unilaterally rampant in the rock spider group that clearly dominated in numbers.

The guy who was careless and unrestrained just now is even more exaggerated now, and his every move is like a carnival. The long sword that requires both hands to hold firmly is as light as a branch in his hand. The power that swept down can easily lead the approaching enemy to shatter. Not only the rock spiders who have been continuously running, but also other nearby things have been carved with profound knife marks.

In just a few rounds, the fierce enemy had already lost their troops and generals. However, their strict military force was not shaken at all, as if there was no room for "fear" to remain in their hearts. They kept moving forward stepping on the fragments of their destroyed companions.

Oscar turned his gaze down, and a brief look at least fifty of these. No matter how much they are, these rock puppets are enough to destroy ordinary villages. Who and what purpose are they deploying this number of rock puppets in these places?

When the two of them watched from the wall, Curt had destroyed more than a dozen rock spiders that kept rushing towards him. The sharp blade was raised high and then slashed from top to bottom. A spider that was slightly smaller than the guy who had just raided several people was instantly divided into two by the long sword.

"Mr. Curt, behind!"

Curt took a step forward and turned the blade over with his backhand. In less than a second, a spider suddenly jumped into the air, and his heavy body slashed through the air and hit behind Curt. He found that Curt seemed to have not noticed at all, and Oscar loudly reminded him to be careful behind him.

Bang--

With a loud bang, a giant body like a stone mill came, smashing the remaining body of a companion into pieces. If someone were there, he might have been crushed to the point of blood and blood. Unfortunately, no matter how powerful the offensive is, if it cannot hit it, it will be meaningless.

The spider was deeply trapped in the leaf-deformed soil. When Curt, who had once stood here, felt an enemy attacking behind him, he took a slight step forward in an instant, and was only a little distance away from the original place. However, by this half step, the rock spider's huge power flying pounce was completely ineffective.

Then he quietly launched a slash from the direction that had become the enemy's dead corner. With the foot he stepped forward as the axis, he quickly turned around, and the long sword drew an arc, and the follower's quick figure rushed towards the rock spider who was still struggling in the leaf-decaying soil.

The blade was swung down and it seemed like there was a force of ten thousand pounds. The hit point seemed to be hit by a giant hammer and cracked inch, and finally turned into a pile of gravel. Even the unstripped areas received the impact of the extension of force, and obvious cracks broke out, as if with a slight move, it would immediately fall apart.

The rock spider who was struggling before was trapped in the soil after receiving such a blow, and the connecting parts of the main joints of the body collapsed under the attack just now. Even if it was a puppet made of stone, most of the body was destroyed and broken, it could not move at all.

"What a joke, that's a knife?"

Oscar was speechless. For some reason, he actually had the illusion that Curt had just used the long knife in his hand as a weapon like a hammer. After rubbing his eyes, he saw the spider whose limbs were twitching slightly in the soil. Oscar felt that he thought it was an illusion, but not necessarily an illusion.

"Well, yes." Liqi answered Oscar's question casually, "The main material should be steel. I bought it in that store for about 5,000 yuan three years ago."

"Oh...so."

Liqi's answer was very serious, and Oscar could see that the long sword in Curt's hand was not a weapon with magical power. The reason why it could exert such extraordinary power should be due to the combination of Curt's own strength and skills, as well as some spells temporarily attached to it.

He shuttled through the enemy with his dexterous steps. When the seemingly ordinary long sword swung as he pleased, there would always be enemies who would become victims. Sometimes he would issue a "simple" spell assisted attack to make up for the attack gap, and then completely defeat the enemy in a flash.

Dancing like a butterfly, and thorns like a wasp.

The combat style used alternately with spells and sword skills does indeed combine the impression of independent mercenaries, which attaches importance to personal skills and masters multiple combat skills. However, Oscars feel that in Curt's free and easy action on the battlefield, there seems to be a sense of dissonance.

After staring silently for a while, he couldn't help but sigh, "Will he not be tired even with Mr. Curt?"

"Material power is sometimes poor, and human power is sometimes exhausted." This is what a predecessor who came to study in the college from a great country located in the north of the Dominion once said. According to him, this sentence is usually used to describe things that are beyond his reach for his hometown, and sometimes to describe the insignificance of personal power.

But the overly exaggerated reality that appeared before him made him smile bitterly. Curt easily fought an enemy who could fight a certain scale of regular troops with his own strength, and was still at the upper hand without any fatigue. This was simply using facts to refute the rationality of this sentence.

Compared to those enemies who came forward without fear and finally came to a death ending, Curt, a friendly army, called himself an "ordinary mercenary", felt even more indescribable terror. He never knew anyone could fight tirelessly like Curt.

These spiders only know how to attack. Their unwavering steps shake the earth as they move forward, but in the end they become scattered fragments, piled up on the ground indiscriminately. Even if the same kind beside them are completely paralyzed one by one, the remaining individuals still step over the fragments of their companions and continue to fight. However, the people who caused all this did not even show any sign of fatigue, and just let the weapons in their hands destroy all the enemies without any difference.

Suddenly, Oscar felt that he had inexplicable respect and sympathy for the rock spiders who were moving forward. When he thought of this, he shook his head suddenly and said to himself: Is it because I was confused that I couldn't even tell which side of the enemy was.

Not long after, the one-sided battle had reached the end.

After Curt once again turned the fearless spider into a stone with no sign of life with his weapon, a creepy "roar" suddenly ejaculated from the depths of the cave.

In an instant, sound waves swept across the cave.

Gah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah—

The sound of floods surged out of the cave, wrapping everything inside. Even the spiders that had been moving forward steadily before seemed to be shocked by the "roar". They were like they were frozen, and immediately stopped all movements, and no spider did anything.

Curt, who had moved to a safe position before, seemed not to be affected much, but was shocked unexpectedly when the sound suddenly came. He looked at the spiders who stopped moving in surprise. He immediately turned his gaze to the direction where the sound came, but it seemed empty in the deep darkness.

Oscar was not so calm. He screamed, his will could not control his body's movements at all. He almost subconsciously covered his ears with his hands and squatted deeply. Liqi, who was standing next to him, had no reaction. She just turned her head and looked at Oscar, and she didn't even block her ears.

After a long time, the horrifying waves subsided, but this did not mean that it was over - in just half a second, the same loud noise rushed out from the same place again.

Gah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah—

The originally relaxed Curt and Liqi couldn't help but brows around him now - the reactions of these two were quite small, and the two consecutive waves of sounds directly made Oscar's face twist. He could only grit his teeth and try to endure this roar that was enough to make people stiff.

When the roar was heard, the rock spiders who had been frozen not long ago came to life again. However, this time they did not continue their previous indomitable offensives, but instead turned one by one and began to evacuate the battlefield in an orderly manner.

They came without hesitation, and they seemed quite neat when retreating. The part that was originally landing at the end turned around and turned around and ran away. Those who were close to Curt slowly retreated in the direction of Curt. Seeing that Curt showed no sign of catching up, they immediately caught up with the steps of the large army.

Seeing the rock spiders who "losing their will to fight" retreat steadily, Curt couldn't help but pursue. He put the reflex knife into the scabbard with some boredom, then stretched and began to walk towards Liqi and Oscar.

The battle was over, leaving only the wreckage of companions abandoned by the rock spiders and the traces of battle engraved everywhere, which showed that a large-scale battle had occurred here.

"No blood and tears, fearless and courageous to tear everything up... What a good legion. It looks much better than the skeleton stylists of the Necromancers." Li Qi suddenly laughed, but this smile seemed to contain a lot of anger, "It's a pity that such a shoddy thing is so ugly."

Oscar loosened his shoulders and recovered from the hard straightness caused by the previous sound waves. Now he realized that the "roar" that almost pierced his eardrum should be a signal used by someone to direct these rock spiders. The soft sound they made before should also be part of the signal.

He didn't know whether the "ugly" Liqi said was about the image of those spiders or other aspects, but he knew that creating spells was not a simple spell. He remembered his initial guess - these "spiders" might not be "unconfirmed monsters", but artificial rock puppets.
Chapter completed!