Although Auster could not see in all directions and hear in all directions, Sa Shu could. As long as there is a spell being cast around, it will be immediately visible on the interface. Not only the traits, effects, and skill levels are clear, but the spell casting progress and attack paths are also clear;
And with these people's half-bucket of water casting speed, Osti can dodge with his eyes closed. He is completely incomparable to the previous paladin captain, and even worse than the instructor. This also indirectly proves that Landis is indeed a guy with superior strength, but he is just unlucky to meet the protagonist.
Oster returned the favor and immediately returned all the spells he received. After a while, there was no one standing around.
"What's going on? How can he see the attack from behind?" "He has cast more than a dozen spells in a row, and he hasn't seen any scrolls. Won't the mana be exhausted?" "Don't panic. , use bombs against him!"
[Magical engineering creation detected, type: elemental explosive salt mixture. Direction: 3 o'clock to the right. ——Warning, low energy, please recharge immediately. 】
Auster took a closer look and saw that a guy was secretly rubbing flint and igniting the fuse of a huge grenade. He was shocked; this did not allow him to do what he wanted. He threw an Ice Arrow over and ignited the grenade and the guy's fuse. My hands were frozen into lumps.
Seeing the opponent falling down with Lei in his arms and screaming, Oster did not take it lightly, because Sashu detected the attack magic again, and the level was higher. It seems that this is the real backhand, and the other attacks are just covering.
Looking in the direction of the prompt, I saw Silas hiding behind the trash can, holding a scroll and reciting the spell as fast as he could.
Looking at the display of [Scroll Magic: Frostfire Arrow (Level 3)] on the U disk interface, Oster was surprised. Magic above level 3 is equivalent to a heavy individual weapon in this world. It is a typical contraband. The market price of a magic scroll is tens of gold. This guy seems to be determined to get rid of himself;
But what's the use? "You're so slow. Are you tongue-tied?"
Oster yawned and casually returned the spell that the other party had not finished reciting. Of course, he still kept his hand, and a magic arrow mixed with red and blue energy flew over and hit the trash can in front of him. First, it froze into a large piece of ice crystal together with the wall beside it, and then the fire ball exploded, blowing the entire ice block into pieces.
[Frostfire Arrow, spell level 3, copied. ——Warning: Low energy, please recharge immediately. 】
Silas was shaken far away by the impact of the explosion. His fat body rolled several times on the ground and became motionless. The remaining people finally understood the difference in strength between them and Oster, and were so frightened that they got up and turned around and ran away.
Only the guy holding the grenade was still frozen and couldn't stand up on the ground. He whispered, "Help, don't leave me..." But no one among his companions paid attention to him and ran away.
The battle ended just like that. Eight or nine people were beaten without ten people, and Oster didn't even hurt a single hair. It's just that the annoying "low energy" warning interface still pops up and has to be closed manually;
What on earth is this? To charge, you must first have a power bank data cable or the like. Where can I find these things in this hellish Middle Ages? Auster was staring at the Sashu interface and pondering, when a scream came from one side.
Turning around, he saw Silas getting up at some point and pulling away the grenade that was frozen in the hands of his younger brother. The skin and flesh on the latter's hands were all torn off, and he was rolling on the ground in pain;
Silas, whose face was covered with blood, held a grenade in one hand and a flint in the other, and rushed towards Oster, shouting, "This is a good thing bought from the rebels. I will die with you, look." How can you hide!" Oster quickly reached out to stop him and said, "Don't click!..."
Silas smiled ferociously and said, "It's too late to be afraid now!" He lit the grenade fuse, and before he could throw it out, the grenade exploded in his hand. Blood and flesh flew everywhere for a moment, and his palm was instantly blown to pieces. Half of his body was bloody and bloody, and he fell to the ground and screamed loudly.
Oster had already jumped to the side to avoid it, and before he had time to say the next words, "...because it was half burned and broken by freezing, the fuse is already very short, and it shows that the remaining detonation time is 0.5 seconds. Alas, forget it. ”
Silas knelt on the ground, held a hand with only bones left, and howled miserably. If scientific creations were not suppressed in the magical world, the power of the engineering bomb was far less than the Frostfire Arrow just now. By the standards of the earth, such a large thunder exploded, and Silas's entire upper body would have been gone. But even so, he was bombed twice in a row and was covered in blood. With such a amount of bleeding, if not treated in time, he would soon be in trouble.
Although the other party brought it upon himself, Auster did not want him to be permanently disabled or even killed.
In the past few days, Auster had seen Silas busking on the streets, and he was indeed negotiating with the officers and soldiers on behalf of the buskers. Generally speaking, this person is still a laborer and lives by selling his strength. This kind of person can generally be saved.
Seeing Oster coming over, Silas gasped and said with difficulty; "I'm inferior to others in terms of skills. Just kill me. From now on, the streets of this town will be under your control..."
But Oster just squatted down and started to cast healing spells. The injury was too severe, and even in the magical world, there were limits to the effectiveness of healing spells. To regenerate severed limbs, you need a very high level of magic. The secondary spells you have secretly learned these days have little effect. After using up all the healing spells he had learned, the opponent's hand had just returned to the point where it could be seen in appearance.
Silas was shocked and stammered, "Why did you save me?"
Auster said calmly, "Ask yourself, are all the membership fees collected really used to protect buskers? How much have you cheated on? Is this what you did when you established the guild?"
Silas was stunned. Auster looked into his eyes and continued, "Don't do this again in the future. Remember, bullying the weak is not considered a hero. You must do everything according to your own conscience."
Silas was silent for a while, then whispered, "Sorry, thank you." Then he stumbled away with the help of his men.
Auster watched the two of them leave, feeling that this guy was pretending to be perfect. I had been drafting the manuscript for a long time, and with such a chivalrous and chivalrous speech, the other party would have to shed tears of gratitude, realize that he had gone astray, and respect me from now on, right?
As a result, after two or three days, Auster was educated by reality. Some people are not worthy of mercy at all. Confucius once said, "Repay evil with kindness, how to repay kindness?"
