"Are you, are you sure this thing is a lizard?!" Regnar asked stammering, looking at the behemoth not far away.
Although there is basically no concept of time in the cave, judging from the number of meals, they have probably been walking in the cave for more than a day. Now Deville finally led everyone to the lair of the Crystal-backed Snow Lizard.
The adventures of the past few days made Regnar sigh at the greatness and magic of the world. He originally thought that a cave only meant a small cave, which could provide shelter from wind and rain, and have space for one or a small group of monsters to rest.
But this adventure opened his eyes. He didn't expect that a cave would have such a complex structure, and beasts and monsters were everywhere in it. It can be said that this cave has almost formed an ecological environment that is no less than a forest. . And now, they finally saw the top predator in the cave's food chain, the target of their trip - the crystal-backed snow lizard.
But when he saw the true face of this lizard, Regnar couldn't help but take a breath of air.
Is this a lizard? ! Is this a lizard? ! Have you ever seen a lizard just over one meter tall and more than ten meters long lying there? Have you ever seen a lizard that exudes dragon-like pressure? Have you ever seen a lizard whose breath is covered with crystal ice? Never seen it? We met today! And, let me tell you something even more exciting, that is, we have to kill such a lizard now hahahahahahahahahahahaha!
Deville, if you are smart, just say so. If you want to die, you can just touch Annie's butt. Why do you have to go so far to trouble such a big lizard
Do you want to exercise before you die? Also, even if you had to run this far just to exercise before you die, why did you drag us with you? I, Regnar, am passionate, full of sunshine and full of hope for this world. I don’t want to turn into a piece of lizard dung and mingle with you tonight.
Deville didn't know that Regnar was already spitting in his heart. He just nodded lightly: "Yes, that's it."
"Stop pretending to be calm, your voice is trembling! Are you afraid of this thing too?" Regna almost jumped up.
"Uh... To be honest, I'm a little scared to actually face this kind of thing, but naturally I won't be unprepared." Deville said while taking out two dark purple spell scrolls from his space pocket.
"This is this?" Annelotte asked with some caution. She had already smelled danger from the obscure magic fluctuations in the spell scroll.
"Seventh-level spell, the spell scroll of the Finger of Death." Deville assumed the least threatening posture. He also noticed Annelotte's uneasiness, so he tried his best to show that he had no ill intentions.
Annelotte nodded lightly and remained silent again. Although Finger of Death is only a seventh-level spell, it can be said to be the most lethal spell on a single target except for some legendary spells.
Deville was only a twelfth-level mage. He had no ability to make the Finger of Death spell scrolls, so he must have spent a lot of money to buy these two scrolls inside the Eye of Mystery. From this point of view, Deville is bound to win this Warcraft crystal core.
"Such a scroll probably costs several thousand gold coins. Is it worth it for a Warcraft crystal core?" Regnar asked. He also roughly knew how valuable a seventh-level magic scroll would be from Verles' notes, but he didn't Thinking that Deville was so generous, he took out two at once.
"Of course, the crystal core of the crystal-backed snow lizard has always been a priceless thing. There is no comparison between the two Finger of Death scrolls. Besides, if I can really make a breakthrough through this, in the future, the Finger of Death You can make the scroll yourself, so you can have as much as you want?" Deville replied, he was right, the value of a powerful mage is always immeasurable.
"Cook, please, please. You are all the elites of the family. If you can succeed this time, I hereby guarantee that the family will give you generous rewards. Even if one of you unfortunately dies in battle, the Deville family will take good care of you." Your family until the next generation reaches adulthood." Deville said seriously.
"Master, what are you talking about? We were all criminals and slaves in the Western Continent. If it weren't for the master, how could we be where we are today? The family gave us decent clothes, delicious food, dignity, and achievements. Everything a person deserves, now is the time for us to repay the family." Cook smiled easily, as if what he was about to face was not the behemoth but a gecko.
"It turns out that they were once slaves." Regnar's heart moved. These followers must have been sent here as slaves when they were teenagers. Later, Deville's father discovered the potential of fighting spirit and bought them with money.
Similar encounters made Regnar's opinion of these followers improve a lot. Before, he only thought that these guys were bastards who obeyed Deville's orders. But I didn't expect that there were many twists and turns hidden in it. It was only then that Regner discovered that many times people could only see each other's surface. They always evaluated others subjectively and one-sidedly, but thought they knew that person deeply. But actually, how much do you know about him
Deville was not too pretentious. He nodded seriously and announced the battle plan to everyone.
This is a very simple and crude battle plan. Cook and other four warriors entangle the crystal-backed snow lizard, and then Deville looks for an opportunity to release two fingers of death to deal a fatal blow to it.
Only this time, with the addition of Regnar and Annelotte, he modified some of the content. Mainly for Annelotte, Deville gave her a scroll of the Finger of Death, because the seventh-level spell was beyond Deville's ability. Even using the scroll was accompanied by great risks. If once Losing control of magic power causes an energy explosion, which can range from serious injuries to the body, to severe levels being reduced due to backlash from magic power, or even sudden death as a result.
It's so dangerous to use it once, let alone use it a second time when the magic power is overdrawn? So he decided to trust Annelotte and handed another spell scroll to the girl. Although Annelotte was one level lower than him, he believed that controlling a seventh-level spell scroll was nothing to Annelotte.
Annelotte had no objections to this arrangement. She took the scroll and said coldly, "I understand."
Regnar on the side knew nothing about magic, so naturally he didn't know the possible risks involved. Otherwise, he would still find a way to persuade Annelotte, even though he knew it was impossible to persuade her.
"Okay, let's go, I think that beast can't wait any longer." Deville began to give everyone the magical status.
He was right. The crystal-backed snow lizard had already discovered their group, but it didn't roar and charge directly like the snow troll. Instead, it looked at them with the eyes of a hunter looking at its prey. Warcraft that have reached the level of the Crystal-backed Snow Lizard already have considerable intelligence, and this is where they are most dangerous.
Under Deville's order, Cook and several other followers rushed forward without hesitation. They held shields in their left hands and one-handed axes in their right hands. They aroused their fighting spirit to its peak state at the beginning of the battle.
Because they know how abnormal the physique of this huge monster is, there is no chance of winning at all costs. The only chance is to rely on the powerful spells of Deville and Annelotte to kill it sharply.
Therefore, this battle is destined not to be very long. Either all the power is unleashed to kill the big lizard in an instant, or all the fighting energy is exhausted in a short time but fails, and the end result is to become a pair of excrement of the crystal-backed snow lizard.
Deville and Annelotte also followed closely, but Regner was the only one who was timid at this moment.
You must know that this thing is much bigger than the Snow Troll. It is inevitable for him to tremble in his calves when facing such a huge creature. But when he saw Annelotte rushing forward, he felt a surge of blood in his heart. He gritted his teeth and joined the battle with his long sword. He did not dare to use the flaming blade because the attack range of that weapon was too close.
"Underneath, his back is a natural defensive carapace. Only the belly and throat are relatively vulnerable! Find an opportunity to let it stand up! This way my attack can be most effective!" Deville shouted while taking advantage of the opportunity to cast a spell.
"You said it lightly, how can you let him get up? I lift him up?" Regnar yelled, but he was distracted by what he was talking about. The crystal-backed snow lizard's slender tail hit Regner hard like a whip. Na's back whipped him into the corner.
Regnar spat out a mouthful of blood as soon as he landed on the ground. He did not have the strong physique and defense-oriented equipment of other followers. After this blow, he felt like a giant hammer the size of a washbasin hit his back. on, knocking all the air out of his lungs. Fortunately, this was just a casual blow from the lizard and it did not use too much force, so Regnar's internal organs were only slightly damaged and no bones were broken.
But even so, Regnar could not recover for a long time. When he woke up, he found that the long sword in his hand had been mutilated and turned into a serrated sword.
"What a piece of shit! It's made of fine iron! That dwarf Mueller is also a profiteer!" Regnar yelled and threw the long sword in his hand to the ground. In fact, this is not to blame for the poor quality of Mueller's things. His attacks all hit the crystal-backed snow lizard's hardest back. It would be strange if he didn't cut any gaps.
Regnar looked around, only to find that there was a human skeleton not far away from him. There was a shining sword beside him. He must be an adventurer who died here. Regnar was not afraid of this dead man, so he ran over and picked up the sword.
It was a gorgeous one-handed long sword, about four centimeters wide and about one meter long. In addition to a blood groove for bleeding, the sword also has some fancy patterns, which seem to be for aesthetic purposes. The head of the sword hilt was inlaid with a large but dull stone. It was unknown what material it was made of. Regnar held this weapon and found that it was surprisingly easy to hold and the weight was quite appropriate.
"Master!" Cook, as the strongest among the followers, naturally takes on the important task of leading the charge. Now he has been seriously injured by the frost breath of the crystal-backed snow lizard. His face and hair are covered with crystal ice flowers, and he looks like a Snowmen are generally funny.
But Regnar couldn't laugh, because this human shield saw that he could no longer hold up, so he threw away his shield and pushed up the crystal-backed snow lizard with all his strength, exposing his weakness. But in this way, without the protection of the shield, Cook naturally became the focus of the crystal-backed snow lizard. The whip-like tail kept beating on him, but Cook gritted his teeth and did not move at all, but if he left If you look closely, you can see that bright red blood foam has overflowed from the corner of his mouth.