amaotonovel Chapter 296 You Are Not the Only Ones with Reinforcements
Chapter 296 You Are Not the Only Ones with Reinforcements
The Dragon God Apostle Valam stood at the bottom of the Nield Pit, his left wing chopped off at the root.
The severe pain made him angrily punch behind him.
Under the influence of extreme emotions, even if he only exerted his physical strength, the swing was accompanied by a sonic boom.
Hejia only had time to use the axe blade to block his chest before he flew into the air and slid a long distance before landing heavily on the ground.
Broken Tooth activated his violent ability for a short time, pulled the noble knight to the side, and barely allowed the two to escape the fate of being crushed into meat patties by the female giant.
After all this, the external divine pressure that was originally suppressing him disappeared.
Several orcs quickly rushed to Hejia's front and protected this handsome giant who had worked as a migrant worker for the Wasteland Clan for a month or so.
Of course, he did not forget to drag Broken Tooth and the human knight to the back.
"Broken Tooth, can you... still move now?"
The old shaman looked at Broken Tooth's miserable appearance and asked worriedly.
Broken teeth are indeed miserable now.
Several of his ribs had been broken in the previous battle when the knight swung his sword at him, and one bone had even protruded from his body, making one's scalp tingle.
Just now, in order to avoid Hejia, the orc warrior forcibly pulled the human knight to move.
The entire right arm was twisted like a pretzel.
"Luckily I have the healing belt that Ivan left behind."
Tagon pulled out a piece of cloth that was made very haphazardly.
With a few unpleasant babbling sounds, Duan Ya's body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He clenched his right hand into a fist, then slowly opened it, repeating this several times.
He didn't stop until he was sure he had recovered his ability to fight.
Tagon looked at the human blowing bubbles on the ground, then looked reluctantly at the healing belt with little spell power left. Finally, he gritted his teeth, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to the human knight.
"Brave human, your bravery has earned the respect of the Wasteland Clan."
"Oh! Wasteland, I've heard of you - the anti-war orcs of the Northwest Wasteland...
Eh? Eh!
What spell did you cast on me?
This doesn’t feel right!”
The old shaman checked the human's injuries. This iron can, which had been hit by the giant half-dragon for a long time, was not much better off than himself.
So, Tagon reluctantly added a second shot of [Healing Moderate Injuries].
"This is natural magic... eh?
What a miraculous effect—oh oh oh—ah! Ah ah! Ah—"
The welcome sound resounded over Neild.
In the opposing knight unit, colleagues who knew the nobleman all showed a trace of pity.
"Tyr above...
Although we all hope that someone can and will punish that lecherous guy;
But...but wouldn't this be too much—"
A female priest whose face had turned red all the way to her neck spoke haltingly.
"Yes, yes, that's an orc!
Legend has it that orc women will take the initiative when they get angry...
And the power is so strong that our dear Knight Terry can't even resist now."
A male knight next to him propped himself up with his weapon to try to see what was happening on the other side.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the expression on his face seemed like he was envious of something.
"Ha! How can you be sure that it will be an orc female?"
A female priest with a delicate face cast a healing spell for the knight while looking into the distance with glowing eyes.
"Just now I heard an orc male making the same sound."
"Hiss - Tyr, please purify my eyes..."
"Male orc? So, so... so exciting?"
Percy, who was holding up his shield and preparing to organize a counterattack, happened to pass by here and didn't notice the hole on the ground and was tripped.
Although he didn't understand those strange enchanted items, he had seen the strangeness of Alvin's spells.
Liz was also wearing the same healing belt. It seemed that it was best not to use that thing unless it was absolutely necessary.
Although Liz is just a purebred warrior, the special knowledge from her family gives her the ability to activate enchanted items.
This also made the blonde girl's body covered with small parts distributed by Ivan for combat.
As a non-believer, Liz Tomba has no fear of the gods of this plane, let alone those from other worlds.
She led the spellcasting troops, carefully measured the distance, then took out a handful of enchanted stones and shouted loudly in the direction of Valam.
"Everyone! Fireballs and colorful balls, fire freely!"
Most of the Tomba soldiers had witnessed the spectacular sight of a human throwing hundreds of fireballs in one breath.
That scene would be so enviable for any normal spellcaster.
Now, our camp was able to deal the same damage with the help of enchanted items and nearly fifty spellcasters.
But even so, this overwhelming spell storm still makes the spellcasters extremely excited.
Those who play magic have a certain fear of insufficient firepower.
After a round of intensive spell firing, Liz issued an order that made the spellcasters extremely excited.
"Everyone! Cast spells!"
Without any hesitation, the spellcasting team from Tomba quickly carried out the orders of their eldest lady.
These spellcasters took out all the enchanted items on their bodies, except for the belts marked with healing spells, and fired the rest at Valam.
Two rounds of spells came one after the other, covering the half-dragon who had lost one wing.
The sounds of fireballs exploding and colorful balls hitting the ground were endless, and countless vines grew wildly, turning the place where Valaam stood into a lush green area.
Thick smoke and dust filled the sky.
But even so, the silhouette of the giant half-dragon man still did not fall down.
A roar with a hint of anger sounded from the smoke.
"Damn you primitive creatures! You've completely pissed me off!
Hiss—you are not the only ones who have reinforcements!"
As Valam finished his words, rows of lizard heads appeared on the cliff on the west side of Nield.
"Damn it! There are still half-dragon troops!
How come I didn’t notice these guys before! "
"Tyr, do we still have the strength to resist these new guys..."
Without any shouting or delay, the newly appeared half-dragons began to climb down the ladder like a tide.
Judging from their agile movements, the training level of this troop is probably not low at all.
"Ms. Liz, our spells and enchanted items have all been used up..."
An arcane spellcaster walked up to Liz and reported very unwillingly.
"Everyone... retreat, your mission has ended."
A spellcaster who has lost his spellcasting ability is of little use on the battlefield.
"But Miss, you..."
"Don't worry, we are here to protect your young lady's safety!"
Percy interrupted, there were less than two hundred warriors behind him, all melee soldiers from Radiant City and Valam.
"I'm afraid the next battle won't be easy."
Liz stared in the direction of Valam, waiting for the smoke to settle.
"It hasn't been easy since these guys showed up, has it?"
The guard of Curly City used a piece of cloth to wrap his weapon, which only had half of the hammer head left, around his wrist.