amaotonovel Chapter 163 If You Can’t Win, You Have to Run
Chapter 163 If You Can’t Win, You Have to Run
"Then why are you still fighting... run away!"
Ivan slammed the table and stood up, startling everyone who were frowning and thinking hard.
Kayla Lovita, who had just arrived, rolled her eyes at this human who was afraid of fighting to express her disdain.
"Human boy, the half-dragons move very fast. Even if we evacuate, I'm afraid we will be blocked.
Simply put, we can’t outrun…”
I have to say, what Bol said made Ivan's head swell.
He didn't really want to run away.
As a soul from another world, he could indeed say goodbye to all of this and move on to his next adventure;
But in the past few months, I have spent so much time in the garrison and the forest that sometimes when I see the wall, I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity;
Besides, there are two half-elves, one big and one small, tiny Senna who loves to grow raspberries, the undead girl who has finally recovered into an elf, Hega, the frost giant who is big but likes to show her legs, and some white-robed skeletons and other cats and dogs.
Even if I wanted to run away with them, I guess they wouldn't be happy about it...
"Let's take it easy... Last time, the other side only used a few hundred people to kill more than 10,000 dwarves and elves. Is that right?"
"Well... although there were only a few thousand dwarves left when they finally migrated south, I'm afraid that's actually the case..."
"And finally used legendary magic to blast the remaining half-dragons to death?"
"……Right……"
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Oathbreaker Paladin Kayla Lovita stared at the meteor hammer on her waist, wondering what this human was waiting for.
However, Ivan did not intend to explain the hammer problem. He continued in that unremarkable tone:
"Hurry up and ask for help from above, and send over a hundred or eighty people who can cast legendary spells!
As a pastor, you are prone to the mistake of escapism..."
A certain middle-aged priest was so angry that blood vessels bulged all over his forehead.
"Do you think there are legends everywhere?
There are only three legendary druids in the entire plane! Three!
And these three are not in the main material plane now!"
As Bol was talking, he became a little impatient. He slammed the table and stood up, his momentum was much higher than that of Ivan.
"Huh?! We still want to travel abroad at this time?"
After secretly glancing at the reckless man's big feet, Alvin calmed down a little.
"So, does any of you happen to have a few friends at the Legendary level?
No melee fighters, no physics fighters either..."
Seeing that no one spoke for a long time, Alvin leaned his elbows on the long table in a depressed manner, rubbing his cheeks vigorously with both hands.
After a long silence, the human began to ask for the information he wanted to know.
"Boss Bol, you have previously cleared out the half-dragons in the Haze Forest...
What's so special about those monsters that they can fight against one hundred at a time?"
"What's unusual is that..."
Paul was about to answer, but suddenly seemed to remember something.
He looked at Ivan with a strange expression and said a little angrily.
"Didn't you kill a half-dragon yourself at the foot of the Spine of the World?"
"Huh? What? Are you sure you're not dreaming?"
"Oh, yes! I remember the scene at that time. His Excellency Ivan's clothes were shredded..."
Dagna outside the door made a timely finishing move.
"Nonsense! You're lying! I didn't do that!"
Seeing Xiling's chin trembling obviously, Alvin promptly denied the triple link.
Not intending to continue chatting with this human boy, Bol summarized the information about the enemies he had encountered.
"Half-dragons are creatures from another world. They are physically strong, but their magical abilities are even more terrifying. Almost all of them are good at casting spells.
Different from the spell types on the main material plane, they all use negative energy types.
Not only weapons and spells, but also the body will be covered with a thin layer of negative energy shield.
These energies can eliminate matter and are difficult to defend against;
And their shields are very powerful and can withstand almost all attacks.
We often need to subject their surface shields to a great impact from spells in a short period of time in order to break their defenses."
"A huge magical impact?
What about weapons? What kind of weapons can break through that shield?"
"Forget about ordinary weapons. Those negative energy shields seem to be able to devour steel. The big gap on Hejia's axe is enough to prove it - oh, you were pretending to sleep at that time -"
Ivan's forehead was full of black lines, and he couldn't help but start to doubt whether he really had symptoms of sleepwalking.
The female knight who had just joined didn't quite understand how terrifying the half-dragons they described as gods of war were.
Although he escaped from the astral world and gave up most of his divine powers;
However, in the past few years, my avatar has been training hard and improving, and is almost reaching the legendary level...
Even if she couldn't fight against those gods from other worlds, Lovita believed that she could still bully their subjects.
Just as this hiding god was about to speak to boost morale, the thin moon elf next to him spoke again.
"There were several powerful legendary warriors who fell under the siege of half-dragons..."
Upon hearing this, Lavita sat back obediently and concentrated on picking her fingers.
"...There is an archer in the Elven Courtyard who once killed several half-dragons with a magic-breaking arrow coated with mithril."
During the war, Philohill's shop helped soldiers on the front line enchant their weapons.
But the owners of these weapons rarely return to the Elven Court alive.
So when the archer pushed open the door of the enchanting shop and hurriedly bought the last mithril arrow, Philohil's expression was full of surprise.
I chatted with her for a few minutes before leaving and was very impressed by this young elf woman.
Unfortunately, after this archer returned to the battlefield, he never appeared again.
"Demon-breaking arrows... can they be made with rare steel?"
"Rare steel has very strong hardness, but it also has good magic conductivity. I'm afraid it can't be used as a magic-breaking arrow."
The frost giant Soi carried back several hundred pounds of rare steel. I'm afraid everyone except Bol knew it clearly.
"What about the fine gold?"
Philohill's spinning quill suddenly stopped.
"Of course, refined gold is fine, but this metal is really... too rare..."
Ivan turned to look at Frey who had just woken up.
The beautiful girl, whose face finally regained color, noticed Ivan's gaze. She looked at Lian, then looked outside the door, but she just didn't look at Ivan.
"..."
Following Ivan's silence, the hall fell into dead silence again.
A middle-aged bald man saw this atmosphere and thought that he was in trouble. He guessed that even Alvin, who was always assisted by God, could not think of any way to stop this attack.
Unlike the previous attacks by the Fallen, most of the Fallen Elves and Fallen Orcs were just civilians with slightly increased strength, so he could kill one or two hundred by just turning into a dragon;
But less than a thousand half-dragons were able to sweep across the entire frozen plain. These enemies were no match for that group of insane Fallen.
Otherwise, we should evacuate to the southern area first.
At least in this way, there will be more people to carry out blocking operations while waiting for reinforcements to arrive.
Boll, who was thinking about the evacuation route, accidentally saw Ivten stand up and run out of the Oak Hall.
The middle-aged bald man secretly clicked his tongue, this wasn't the way to run away...
Are you not going to use the supplies in the base? Are you not going to notify the members outside?
Running away makes it seem like we are going to break up...
Just as Paul was about to speak again and make an evacuation plan, Ivan's unconventional but very reassuring voice came from outside the door.
"We can win! Wait for me! Prepare to organize the fighting forces and gather north!"