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This is the first time Griffith has faced an Extraordinary enemy who is good at summoning. The exact nature of these hopping black rabbits is unknown, but they may contain dangerous corrosion and contamination. There are so many of them that they almost protect the puppet master from all sides. It is not easy to get close to the puppet master himself.
However, the upcoming battle isn't limited to a one-on-one duel between Griffith and the Fallen Elf.
His teammates were nearby. Although everyone was lost in the darkness during the fall and the terrain was very complicated, once the battle started, the huge movement, surging psychic ripples and light would definitely attract teammates. Galadia should be the one who came the fastest.
The same is true for the other party. The battle between the two sides will evolve into a team battle as time goes on.
Griffith was indifferent to the puppet master's words, covering himself with a streamer shield and rushing straight towards her.
He ran over the black rabbits, and the ice shield shattered in an instant. The flying ice shattered the monsters, but more black rabbits jumped up to cover him, making gnawing sounds.
The person submerged by the black rabbit melted like a candle.
"Puppet!?" Sif suddenly realized something was wrong. A more powerful aura was rushing towards her from the darkness.
Griffith's true body appeared from a hiding place in another direction, and with the help of the dark blood cloak, he came closer to a position less than twenty yards away from Sif. The place is already full of corrupted abyss monsters, like sentinels, completing the vigilance from all angles. It was difficult for him to continue to move forward unnoticed. With a weak hold of his raised right hand, the extremely cold ice energy immediately condensed into a sharp spear in his hand and was thrown forward with lightning speed.
This time the projection was even blessed by the aura of a huge mountain monster, as if the aura that swallowed up the heaven and earth was vented out.
"Ah - I'm done!" The fallen elf was pierced by the blow before he could even dodge, letting out a desperate groan. However, before the moan could end, the exact same voice sounded from the darkness:
"I lied to you."
The densely packed black rabbits had no intention of stopping, and turned around and rushed toward the exposed Griffith.
As expected of a puppet master, what was exposed was not his true form... Griffith turned into a ball of bats and flew upwards without hesitation, passing through the darkness and falling among the rocks in the distance, putting some distance between himself and the dangerous summons.
The illusion of Sif, who was pierced by the ice spear, also disintegrated on the spot like a wax statue. The body in the darkness hid its figure and said with some curiosity:
"Hoho, it turns out he has the same extraordinary ability as me! Instead of hiding it, how about we stand up and confront him head-on?"
Both sides cloak themselves in darkness.
Those rustling black rabbits are still crawling around. As soon as they find a suspicious hiding place, they swarm over and corrode it into a wriggling mass of black paint.
Griffith's perception is average, only at the level of a mortal. But he still had to set up defenses to find out where Sif was hiding. The other party must be doing similar things. Teammates from both sides will arrive soon. If they are teammates, they must first grasp the enemy's position to avoid an ambush; if they are enemies, they must distance themselves early to avoid being flanked.
Griffith mobilized his mental power to re-concentrate the runes to replenish the previous consumption. At the same time, he took out an exquisite mithril pendant from his collar.
This is a gift from the elf lady, which can provide blessings to protect the mind and can be used to release divination when necessary.
He prayed to the goddess of silver moon and starlight. Although he is not a believer of this god, the goddess seems to be quite friendly for Galadia's sake, and she can trouble her if anything happens.
“The everlasting light that bestows kindness and shelter,
"Guardian of nature and balance,
"The guide on the endless journey,
"Please show me the traces of enemies with malicious intentions."
Griffith does not know how to divination. The working principle of the Mithril Pendant is to recite the true name of the goddess and ask her for hints. It is closer to prayer than divination. As soon as he finished his chanting, the mithril pendant emitted a reassuring soft wave, guiding his attention to an ordinary rock.
Praise the goddess! Griffith was overjoyed. He immediately left his hiding place and took a detour under the cover of the ice shield.
Soon, panicked spiritual energy fluctuations appeared behind the rock. The hidden fallen elves discovered the incoming humans through their summoned eyes and were hurriedly launching defenses.
As a puppet master, her shield is definitely not as good as that of a spellcaster, and her physical strength is not comparable to that of a spellbreaker or a demon hunter. Her black rabbit is indeed very threatening, but once it gets close, she will have a narrow escape.
A ball of dark red magic light burst out. A giant rhinoceros over three meters tall suddenly jumped out of the air. Its hooves are like wall pillars, its horns are like battering rams, and its eyes are red.
Driven by chaos and madness, it rumbled loudly on the ground, as frightening as a beating on the heart. The rhinoceros roared and crashed head-on into Griffith amid rolling rocks and debris.
Griffith hurriedly grabbed an ice gun and threw it at it. The head of the gun penetrated the tough hard armor and shattered into pieces, but it did not hinder the movement of the giant beast in the slightest.
He had no choice but to give up his plan to outflank the puppet master and dodge among the rocks. The beast's speed was extremely fast and its momentum was astonishing. Wherever it went, rocks scattered everywhere and the ground cracked, as if even the cave would collapse under its ravages.
Seeing that he couldn't get rid of the beast, Griffith turned around and grabbed another ice gun and threw it. The blow nailed its knee, causing it to tremble.
After discovering that the attack was effective, Griffith immediately threw the third spear. This throw was aimed at the face of the giant beast, but it bounced off the solid arc of the skull.
After three throws, the rhinoceros was already in front of him. Griffith hurriedly rolled towards the ground, drew his sword and pulled the trigger on the passing rhinoceros.
"Bang!"
This shot was fired at an extremely close range, almost touching the side of the rhino's face. Lead bullets sprayed from the flames and smoke and shattered into the rhino's skull, sending shards of bone flying into his face. Part of the broken lead bullet penetrated into the rhino's skull and twisted into a ball in the brain and blood vessels.
The huge rhinoceros passed by, ran forward a few steps, let out a cry and fell down.
Griffith glanced at the flintlock gun in his hand in amazement. The lethality of this close-range blow was already comparable to that of his own full-throw gun, and there was no delay in the starting movement and no physical exertion.
The disadvantage is that reloading is too slow. Griffith looked at the giant beast twitching on the ground, holding a gun in his right hand and taking out the ammunition from his waist with his left hand.
The ammunition Roland gave him was divided into two types, one was a fast-loading fixed-load bullet that combined paper-packed gunpowder and lead bullets, and the other was a special gunpowder used to fire gold bullets.
Griffith stood upright on the spot, while vigilantly examining the movements around him, biting the seal of the gunpowder bag, pouring a small amount of gunpowder into the gunpowder, taking out an adamantine bullet and stuffing it into the barrel of the gun.
Holding the gun in his hand, he condensed a short frozen spear in his left hand and stabbed it into the rhino's broken skull and stirred it twice. Seeing the giant beast twitching twice and losing its vitality, Griffith couldn't help but smile.
Phew, reloading is really slow. If an enemy had attacked me just now, they would have definitely caught me off guard.
His smile hadn't disappeared from the corner of his mouth, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a human figure that seemed to be transparent from top to bottom. The transparent humanoid body flashed past his field of vision at an extremely fast speed, and suddenly a figure appeared from behind him. Before Griffith could react, there was a loud bang in his ears.
The ice shield was shattered, followed by a heavy blow on the waist, a kick in the knee that made him fall to the ground, and a shining hammer hit the back of his head.
"Bang!" The blow broke his helmet, hitting him so hard that he almost fell to the ground.
The enemy's reinforcements are coming. Judging from the attack method, they are the Assassin Path Extraordinary Pisathius.
However, he is an assassin after all, and every attack must penetrate the fine armor to cause substantial damage. Moreover, his strongest first attack after emerging from hiding was blocked by an unexpected ice shield.
A bone-gnawing chill swept over him, and the assassin who launched the attack was suddenly frozen in place. A small brown medicine bottle was thrown towards him, shattering into a cloud of smoke that restricted his movements.
Griffith arrived at the most threatening first round of combos and immediately adopted control and delay countermeasures. But instead of taking advantage of the situation to fight back, he ran away at full speed in one direction.
The puppet master's group of black rabbits had already swarmed up, and before they could get past the Elf Assassin, a crystal green light surrounded him.
Pisacius just raised his hand, and the frozen and brown mire that imprisoned him melted like ice and snow under the flames. He got out of the predicament in the blink of an eye and rushed towards Griffith.
This is a countermeasure against movement control, and Canaan’s Extraordinary Ones are indeed extraordinary! Griffith knew that spells and potions were not irresistible, but this was the first time he encountered such a sophisticated enemy.
Pisacius was extremely agile and agile, and he caught up in a blink of an eye, forming a pincer attack with the black rabbit behind him. Just as he was about to stab with his sword, Griffith suddenly broke into a ball of flying bats and fled in all directions. Pisacius looked around blankly, but could not find any trace of the enemy for a while.
"Is this a vampire's sealed artifact? The equipment is very comprehensive. But how long will it last?" The fallen elf sheathed her sword and bent her body slightly, ready to attack like a crouching leopard. "Sif, disperse your rabbits. "
He has already reunited with his fellow puppeteer. As long as he waits for a moment, the hordes of black rabbits will find traces of the human warriors.
However, what answered him was not the confirmation from his companions, but the dense and shattering sound of hail falling to the ground. A blizzard blew up in the dark cave, and in the blink of an eye the eyes turned into a silver-white world.
"Oh my little cuties!" Sif screamed. The scattered black rabbits crackled and exploded as the raging hail and strong wind swept by. Even if their shattered remains want to be reunited, they will be immediately shattered by the non-stop blizzard.
Griffith reassembled his form.
In front of him, Sonia emerged from the ice and wind. She put on a light blue robe, and the ice blue orb was spinning around her. She didn't even need to chant the spell, the bone-eroding cold wind and ice shield were already working faithfully.
Calm down Sonia, you can do it! The blonde girl raised her red-grained oak wand and shook it gently, causing flying snowflakes and whistling ice to dance wildly in the darkness.
The figure of an elf is outlined in the fine snow flakes and on the snow. He was holding a sharp knife and a short hammer and was about to get behind Sonia. But he was exposed just as he approached the edge of the blizzard.
Although his breath and voice were concealed, and he was extremely careful in his movements, his figure was invisible in the snow.
"Mr. Purifier, your traces have been exposed," Sonia pointed her wand directly at the fallen elf. "It is impossible for you to defeat me within a blizzard with a radius of 20 meters."
The sneaky figure of the fallen elf suffocated, and he slowly straightened up, gradually revealing his true form. Like Sif, the fair and smooth skin of the Canaan elf has turned into a slightly dark bronze color, and his eyes are filled with unstoppable desire and madness:
"You make two mistakes, dear lady,
“First of all, please do not tarnish my loyalty with the evil name of Purifier, I am Pisathius, the sharp blade of the Lord of Dreams;
"Secondly, your naivety has wasted the best opportunity to attack. Becoming my sacrifice is your only destination."
Pithacius advanced. His steps were neither urgent nor slow, but it felt like the space was stretching and twisting around him, unable to lock his position. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Sonia, and appeared behind her in a flash, stabbing with a light green blade.
The dagger wrapped in green light failed to pierce the girl's throat and stopped a few inches away. Pisacius felt a sense of discomfort all over his body, and he couldn't make any progress.
His feet had been frozen by the ice, and the freezing air bit into his fallen skin like a snake out of fire, causing necrosis that was as fast as burning.
Sonia's whole body was surrounded by ice, and just being close to her had already caused Pissasius to suffer severe injuries.
"Is it a frost spell? It's a bit tricky." Pisacius raised his left hand and threw a hammer away.
"Bang!"
The oak wand in Sonya's hand was hit and flew away. Even the fine tree grain of the wand has traces of cracks, and even if it is repaired again, it will be difficult to achieve its previous state.
"Miss Wizard, the victory or defeat is decided," Pisacius smiled. "You have lost your wand and it is no longer possible to stop my blade."
Sonia took a few steps back, rubbed her wrists and looked at the fallen elf who was emerging from the ice, shaking her head slightly.
"Mr. Pisacius, there are two things that require your attention.
“First of all, I am Sonia de La Mole, the eldest daughter of Count La Mole, a mysterious, elegant and inviolable magician;
"Secondly, I didn't lose my wand~"
The girl reached into the side pocket of her hunting trousers and pulled it gently, and a long belt floated and unfolded in front of her like a snake.
The belt is divided with silver locks, and layers of crystal potions, glittering dust crystals, and six wands of different styles are stored...
Sonia's fingers danced on her belt, and the wand lit up different lights one after another, illuminating the horrified face of Pithacius in front of her in colorful colors.
A wand wrapped in lightning flew into her hand.
"Crack--Crack!" The thunderbolt hit his head, causing Pisacius to scream in agony. He hurriedly ran away, only to see thunderbolts and arcs of electricity rolling up and down around Sonya's wand. Every time they rolled, Pisacius's eyelids trembled with fear.
"Please be prepared, Mr. Elf, I am going to use lightning strikes to restrain your stealth and pace," Sonia waved her new wand, "The power of the lightning strike wand made of peach wood is difficult to control, and I am not very good at this type of spell. . However, the range attack spell does not pay attention to these."
"Expand pre-made spell 1, gather energy, release, lightning!"
The dark cave was instantly split open by lightning that had never been seen before. Countless insects and snakes screamed out of their hiding places and fled into the deeper darkness.
Pisacius only saw a whip-like arc of electricity sweeping towards him, and the whole world was illuminated.
"Wow--!"
