072 Clark's Death
"I used the wrong analogy before." Enid suddenly lowered her head and showed a little embarrassed look. "Do you remember I compared you to a barrel of explosives?"
Daren nodded: "You said at the time that I was easily blown up by other magicians or monsters who knew magic."
"I knew too little at that time." The little girl lowered her head in embarrassment and said ashamed, "Actually, there is still a lot of knowledge to learn now, but at least I have understood that it is not appropriate to compare you to an explosive barrel! The crystal ball in your belly should be more like a double-edged sword!"
"For weak enemies, 'magic deprivation' will prevent the enemy from using many magic attacks on you, because once the magic approaches you will be taken away from the natural elements... But if the enemy is strong enough, the crystal ball is still a hidden danger, and the opponent can still use the natural elements you gather to target you! These two possibilities should coexist."
"So it was the crystal ball that saved me today?" Daren was obviously not interested in the complex theory, and just stroked his stomach in surprise.
"No, Daren, don't think so..." Enid bit his lower lip, "I don't want you to be lucky because of this. We don't know what level of power the original owner of the crystal ball is, nor how high the critical line for the crystal ball to be able to carry out 'magic deprivation' is... If you regard the crystal ball as an amulet, it may make you look down on danger, and even touch the danger that you shouldn't have to touch! Once the crystal ball fails at that time, that is the real danger..."
"Uh, I won't be that way." Deren shook his head and laughed, "I'm not stupid, how could I underestimate danger just because of something uncertain."
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The second wave of tide arrived in the early morning.
It was still dark at this time.
People had just rested in the middle of the night and had to gather again under the torch lighting. In order to prevent the Bobo Fishman, loose formations were arranged on both sides of the Krum defense line.
But one thing is that the river water is dark at night! It is difficult for people to see the conditions at the bottom of the water, or monsters. The light of the torch is not only difficult to illuminate the bottom of the river, but also leaves a reflection on the river surface. No matter which bank of people on either side of the river, they can only see the shimmering waves. It is the torch of their companions on the other side.
The already ink-black river water looks deeper against the backdrop of the ignition light.
Fortunately, the intermediate priest Clark stood up - a large amount of white mist was sprinkled from his scepter again.
This time, the white mist not only enveloped every human present, making everyone feel energetic, sleepy and full of fighting spirit, but also part of it floated towards the Red Agate River, flowing directly above the river, like a starry river replicated completely with the Red Agate River as a mold, winding towards the deep night in the distance.
The white starry river completely illuminated the river water, allowing people to clearly see the beautiful red pebbles at the bottom of the river, and everything was revealed.
Like during the day, the tide appears with a rumbling sound.
Groups of shrimp and fish man appeared together!
People have to thank Antonio, it is definitely an extremely correct idea to disperse the station... This has minimized the threat of Bobo Fishman.
Even if someone is hit and knocked down by a "explosive water ball", it will not affect many people, and the subsequent scenes will fall into chaos. People can launch a counterattack from all directions. The explosion water ball itself is difficult to kill - if it is also considered magic, it is probably the lowest level of magic!
With the three light archers deliberately targeted, this time the Bobo Fishman did not turn too many waves, and died one by one.
On the contrary, there are shells and pliers that can bounce and run around, causing more trouble than Bobo Fishman!
People who have had a combat experience have become more skilled... The battle seems to return to the rhythm of the day, the familiar rhythm, and even the weak members of the Krum Village Self-Defense Corps seem to have gradually found a way. At first, a few people gathered in an orderly manner to harvest the monsters climbing ashore.
Delen also gained a memory this time. Since he didn't want to experience the water elemental illusion that was strong to the "suffocation level", he no longer resisted the explosive water ball of Bobo Fishman! He carried the shield and sword around, looking for trouble with the Crack Shrimp Man, but the effect was not bad.
Led by the six adventurers of light, the people of the three villages have withstood waves and are patiently waiting for this tide of ebb.
The battle has continued from darkness to a ray of dawn on the horizon.
Near the village wall, many non-combat villagers have begun to throw away their torches. Taking advantage of the morning sun, they have accelerated the salvage of monster corpses and thrown them all into the woods in the distance!
I don't know if it's an illusion.
Daren felt that the speed of monsters emerging seemed to have begun to slow down. Although he spent most of his time fighting and trying to use the battle to divert attention, he still found that he was no longer like killing one before, and he could find the next one immediately...
[Is this river tide that started in the middle of the night finally over?] The brunette boy inserted his sword hard on the ground beside him, wiped his sweat, and turned his head full of expectations to look into the river.
When he saw this, he was shocked!
Where are there fewer monsters?
There are so many people who don’t know about the total number, but they all flow into the middle of the river! There are more rivers, and there are naturally fewer on the shores.
It turned out that at some point, the intermediate priest, Lord Clark, who was standing on the largest reef at the last, had fallen into a pool of blood... There was a hole the size of a fist in his chest! His white robe had been dyed red, and his scepter was thrown away. The palms of his hands were desperately releasing white light, tremblingly covering both sides of his huge wound.
His blood flowed down the stone into the river...
For some reason, the monsters in the water rushed towards Clark's position at this moment, as if the injured priest had become their only target at the moment. Although the monsters were quickly killed by the other five adventurers in the process, they were still desperate.
The crazy behavior quickly made several shrimp men break through the blockade of the five adventurers and jump onto the reef where Clark is located.
Clark was frightened and wanted to hold up the white light shield again, but his dying and weak body could no longer support this move... His head was quickly cut off his neck. His body covered by white robe rolled into the river like an ordinary person's corpse.
The starry river above the Red Onyx River disappeared at some point... It was just that the sun had begun to rise, so it was not eye-catching.
The white mist that enveloped people also disappeared, and many people also noticed the movements in the river and saw the scene of adventurer Clark's death - I don't know which of the two reasons, but soon, the power of people waving their weapons seemed to weaken, their hearts sank, and a feeling called retreat began to grow.
"Be careful! The thing that attacked Clark just now was still in the water! And the monsters have become more tidy, so they are probably a mutant demon species!"
The screams of intermediate archer Eddie suddenly resounded throughout the audience.
On the distant shore, Delan realized it.
No wonder Lord Clark, who had been at the end, suddenly fell to the ground seriously injured. It was obvious that the monsters in the water had not yet broken through the defense line of the other five people... It turned out that they were sneak attacked by an unknown powerful monster!
At this moment, a small wave suddenly exploded on the river surface not far from Eddie.
Time seems to have slowed down.
Before the irregular water droplets stirred by the waves could shrink into a spherical shape, a faint transparent and slender shadow suddenly rushed out from the center of the waves, which was only faster than the arrows of the three archers.
"Be careful with Eddie!"
Gavin, an intermediate warrior who had already become alert, roared and rushed over.
Chapter completed!