After countless PKs, they were still unable to destroy the veteran criminal gang, the Wolf Orc Legion was very satisfied with this small-scale town's group fighting. Although the big guy had sent out the attack order, they didn't shout out "Charge!" and immediately dive in stupidly. They controlled the wolves, aimed at the defense line of the caravan, took out an arrow and shot at Gerrard.
As a veteran criminal gang, the Wolf Orc Legion was not only good at riding horses and shooting arrows, but their fighting experience was also exceptionally rich. Their grasp of fighting distance was incredibly accurate. They basically didn't step into the old Suo Si's arranged trap area. These archers could not attack the caravan from a distant place, so they immediately launched a large-scale attack.
Dozens of arrows formed into a rain of arrows, which looked really scary. However, Gerrard didn't give them a face, except for using his left hand to cover his eyes, and he didn't even bother fighting back.
The archery skill of the Orcs was pretty accurate. More than half of several dozen arrows hit the target. In a blink of an eye, Gerrard had become their large-scale target. Everyone in the caravan was all anxious that their hearts almost jumped to their necks.
But all they heard was the bang bang bang sound, which was like the sound of wood and rock colliding, constantly transmitting. Each and every one of the sharp arrows had struck its target. But there was no torn flesh or bleeding to be seen. On the contrary, all the arrows continually fell to the ground after hitting Gerrard. They didn't have the slightest effect on him.
No, they completely didn't have any effects on him. Gerrard immediately pouted, and shouted: "A little bit itchy..."
A little bit itchy, it was only this much.
Everyone was left being speechless, Sui Xiong vaguely felt some Orcs were flying down on his head with a pair of black water wings, he also saw "The Wolf Orc Legion morale" system.
Of course, it was just a delusion.
Shooting arrows was useless. The "Bloody Hand" Ruhr slightly furrowed his brows, but he was not concerned. With his seasoned fighting experience, he didn't meet an armored opponent who was not scared of arrows only once. He definitely had a solution!
"Warlock, burning curse!" He used Orc's language to give the command.
Therefore, the three, who didn't join the first group's attack, immediately rode the wolves and slowly approached. When they arrived at the distance not far away, they simultaneously raised their right arms.
They were all holding one-foot long magic wands, which were made from the beast bones and were engraved with dark power runes. On the top of each magic wand, there was a small strange red gem.
These magic wands were a little odd. All people in the caravan couldn't recognize them. But when the red dark power fluctuating around the magic wand, the young shaman Palin finally recognized it.
"Watch out, big brother White! It is the Range Extended magic wand!"
This world's magic was not like the one from the world where Sui Xiong came from. On the outside, it looked really mysterious, while on the inside, it was really powerful. It would be impossible on Earth. The biggest problem of the black art was the shooting range. Because it required the Shaman's mental power to appoint the target, the majority of the magic shooting range was about twenty to thirty meters. As long as they didn't need to appoint the target, they just needed to determine the direction of the magic then the shooting range would be much wider.
Twenty to thirty meters was of course not far enough. In a real fight, the caster usually relied on the protection from the soldiers. Once they lost their protection, those advanced casters would easily become a target for the mid-level archers, turning into a human target.
... Obviously, if the caster lost his protection but didn't back off, directly faced the archers who were attacking them, this type of intelligent and immature race had soon researched a magic that was made possible through the process of getting themselves killed.
To improve the shooting range's problem, the "Range Extended Spell" technique was born. In order to increase the shooting range for the magic twice and triple, the Range Extended magic wand was logically born as well.
The price of for the only effect of the magic wand, which allowed the caster to cast other spells besides the "Range Extended Spell" was costly. Although the price for the only effect was cruel, it brought dream treasures to the casters. Together with solidifying the "Shaman Armor" magic the "Armor Robe", solidifying "Flawless Transportation" magic "Salvage talisman" were the Three Military Strategy Treasures, which were the standard suit that every caster wanted to have.
Palin's ideal was a respectable great adventurer. Therefore, as a caster, he surely wanted to go into a real fight. He was also longing for the Three Military Strategy Treasures. Although the specific shape of those three Orcs's Range Extended spells and his black art items were poles apart, when they casted the spells, they definitely were not able to immediately hide the effect, which would be discovered by him right away.
But, his reaction was a little slow.
After hearing his reminder, Gerrard was frightened inside and hurriedly put his guard up. At this moment, three Orcs had finished the spells. Three dark red lights simultaneously fired towards Gerrard.
The speeds of the three light streaks were not fast. With Gerrard's reaction speed, he absolutely could avoid it. But there were numerous innocent merchants behind him, if he dodged, those normal merchants would for sure die if they were hit by the magic. He immediately gave up the most amicable option to opt for the one of using the giant tree to block the three magics.
But those three Orcs were extremely sly. Even though Gerrard's movement was very quick, the size of the giant tree was extremely humongous; he could only block two magics. There was still a dark red light shooting on his upper body.
These red lights at the first glance didn't look special, but their power were extremely ferocious. Gerrard used the giant tree, whose leaves and branches were luxuriant, as a stick to block the two red lights. After being hit by those two red lights, the leaves on the tree immediately dried up and turned yellow. There were even two small flames being ignited in the center of the area that being hit by the red lights.
A giant tree couldn't have even handled that magic, so how would a human face?
Ruhr beamed a faint smile. He could vaguely see the messy scene in which that kind and pure young giant was burned to coal or his body had vaporized into blood stream in a blink.
That scene was his most favorite. He wouldn't be sick of it even after watching it for hundreds of times.
But this time it had let him down. The powerful burning curse shot right at Gerrard. There was only a blue smoke coming out. A big block of cuticles on his left arm was burned down. There were not much fighting victories in this.
"That magic is really cruel! Both the insides and outsides have a seriously high temperature. Once being hit, the one with not enough magical resistance power will surely die... They are indeed professional bandits. Their strike is such a killer move!" Sui Xiong was slightly startled, as he didn't think the bandits, who could only break into a house for robbery at the border area, would have such a powerful scheme. "However, don't worry; there is an abundant amount of dark power stored inside your body. This kind of magic can be completely neutralized by your dark power. You will just get a little scratch on the outside. With your physics, you can immediately recover."
After hearing Sui Xiong's words, Gerrard looked back at his arm, which was almost burned and turned into a giant torch, he was completely panic-stricken. He knew his Highness Oscar had made him an incredibly powerful body. But he didn't think it would be this formidable.
Being able to strongly resist swords and blades are alright, but it can even resist such a powerful magic like this?! Even from the beast aspect, my body can also be considered to be an outstanding talent! Or...I can even spar with a giant dragon!
Having such a wonderful true god's protection, I am truly really lucky!
With such a wild card in hand, his confidence was naturally up by one hundred percent. Gerrard didn't say anything, just roared out loud, lifted up the burning giant tree and charged towards the Orc bandits.
His speed was faster than a good horse's. In a blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of the Orc Warlock, throwing down the giant tree.
A tree stick smashed down. The Orc Warlock radiated a white halo, which was the protection force that could be compared to the net armor "Shaman Armor". Under a severe strike from Gerrard, that magic couldn't display its effect anymore. In a flash, that Orc Warlock couldn't take it anymore. A bang sound resonated loudly. Both the Orc Warlock and his wolf were completely crushed, and turned into a moisturizing grass fertilizer.
Ruhr was somehow scared to the point that his eyeballs almost popped out. But his body reacted much faster than his brain. He immediately turned the wolf around and ran away into the distant direction. When they saw their leader running away, the members of the Wolf Orc Legion immediately growled, urged their wolves, and scattered in all directions, which made Gerrard confused as he didn't know which of the fleeing Orc's, was to be his target.
He was an experienced person yet not that cunning type of person. That year, when he was still in the adventure group, he only knew how to listen to the captain and only take orders. Afterward, when the former captain fled to the White Leaf Village, he just wholeheartedly did his duty, completely didn't know anything about scrambling for power and profit. The reason the old priest had a "cunning" impression was basically because he had a habit of teaching his disciples about respecting the villagers, which completely went against the old man's thought.
Under the situation where the enemies were scattering everywhere, Gerrard looked at them as if he was looking at a flock of rabbits which were running in all directions to escape a hunting dog. He couldn't help but be stunned for a while without reacting timely.
"Hunt down the shaman!" Sui Xiong hastily gave out an order. From his point of view, the most dangerous ones from the orc bandits were those three casters. As long as he could take them away, their chance to threaten others would reduce a lot.
Gerrard followed the order right away. He stomped on the ground, rushed out like a wind. He quickly caught up with the Orc Warlock, who was riding the wolf to run away. He then picked up the giant tree, which had turned into a torch. But then he strongly threw it down.
Thud Thud!
There was just a pile of messy fertilize left on the ground.
At this moment, the third Orc Warlock took the chance to cast a spell. People could only see a group of green air covering him. He rode that four-legged wolf and ran away quickly like flying. That fast speed even made Gerrard stunned. He tried to chase after him. But he soon discovered the distance between them was getting wider and wider. He couldn't help but dispiritedly give up.
"Highness, I am extremely sorry for not completing this mission... Please punish me!"
"Alright…alright, killing two out of three is not bad either." Sui Xiong didn't bother, "in this 'high mountain and long river' world, you will meet them again anyway. They can temporarily escape, but they cannot escape forever, evil has its retribution."
"Before that, you should have dinner first."
Gerrard sighed. His incompetence made him distressed. He threw the giant tree, which had turned into a torch, to the ground, stomped on it crazily, headed back to the caravan station with a gloomy face and low head.
Everyone in the caravan definitely inquired when they saw their hero coming back gloomily like this. When they knew that he couldn't completely destroy the three Orc warlocks, they couldn't help but be regretful.
The Wolf Orc Legion was prominent. Almost everyone who had met them would think of how to escape. But the true powerhouse was reversed, they would think of how to destroy them.
This difference was like day and night. It was like a brass newbie witnessing a professional player playing. Except for sighing and sighing, a thousand words could be condensed into one sentence.
Great God, please accept my knee!