Sonia hesitantly raised her wand, wanting to cast a spell to help Galadia fight before leaving. Griffith suddenly grabbed her and carried her on his shoulders, running away like the wind.
Once you decide to retreat and distance yourself, you will naturally want to withdraw without any delay.
They had just ran a few steps when the strange crack in Besarius's chest released invisible waves. The fiery red crystals swayed left and right in the gap, making people feel as uneasy as the gaze of an abyss beast staring at reality.
As he was running, Griffith was suddenly locked in an unfounded fear, as if he had fallen into a bottomless lake of ice and was surrounded by panic and uneasiness. In a very short period of time, he completely lost his mind, and he and Rana fled in their respective directions in a chaotic manner.
Not only them, several girls also screamed and became a mess. The huge Besarius seized the opportunity and rushed over.
This is mass fear! In panic, Griffith mobilized his blood energy, and as a barrier breaker, his magic resistance quickly suppressed the panic. Lana also broke free, picked up Fiona and quickly caught up with Griffith.
A faint green light flashed across Galadia's body, who was also in panic during the fear spell. Her extraordinary ability "Wind Walk" had been activated, which dispelled the fear effect while greatly increasing her speed and dodge probability.
She faced the approaching extraordinary elves, her light armor, pendants, wrist guards and belt blooming with auras layer by layer. The howling wind enveloped her and she suddenly disappeared.
The next moment she appeared in mid-air beside Besarius, as fast as if she had traveled through space to reach here.
The red crystals on Besarius and the cracks in the breastplate immediately captured her displacement, and threw the war blade towards the elf at an incredible speed and angle. The terrifying sharp blade rotated rapidly, slashing towards Galadia with a roar that broke through the air.
Galadia is diagonally above Besarius. She just turned slightly sideways, and the war blade brushed against her cheek. Her flying black hair was torn into pieces, and the light armor on her left shoulder was crushed by the wind and shattered into a ball of emerald green powder.
At the same time, the feather arrow in her hand was wrapped in crystal light, and a swirling air mass swirled and gathered in front of the arrow. Galadia's long hair was flying in the wind, and her elegant figure was surrounded by dazzling light and momentum. She opened her strong bow towards the fallen elf, and as the bowstring was released, the silver arrow flew out from the string, and with the blessing of the wind and starlight, it hit Besarius' breastplate.
"boom!"
This full-force shot from close range hit the breastplate. The extraordinary elf who was hit in the chest flew backwards like a battering ram, plowing deep ravines in the ground.
Groups of magma squeezed out from the black armor, splattering everywhere like the blood of a dying monster. Once the gravel on the ground comes into contact with the magma, it will be melted and burned immediately.
As soon as Galadia landed on the ground, a terrible wound opened on her left shoulder, and blood flowed out from there, staining her armor red in the blink of an eye.
She knelt on one knee, quickly took a package from her waist with her right hand, tore off a bandage and pressed it on her shoulder to stop the bleeding. Her thin eyebrows were trembling due to the severe pain.
The extraordinary elf who fell into the rubble suddenly heard the sound of metal cracking. The black armor peeled off in large chunks like the molting of an insect, revealing a strong and toned body like a bronze sculpture. The red crystal was actually embedded in Besarius's chest, integrating with his flesh and blood. Black magic patterns extended outward from the crystal like living tentacles, winding around his body and outlining terrifying evil patterns.
Besarius's body was unscathed!
"Huh~" Besarius, who had lost his heavy armor, showed a relaxed smile and slowly stood up as if he had just finished warming up. "Very good, woman, you successfully caught my attention."
As he spoke, he threw up the dice with his left hand: "Only when I lose the restraints of the armor will I show my true strength, hiss, 3, 2, 2, almost."
Galadia immediately shot an arrow.
Silver arrows and Besarius erupted at the same time. The extraordinary elf who had just lost his armor became extremely agile, making soft movements in the air that were extremely disproportionate to his huge body. His burly body twisted like a snake, barely able to dodge the arrow and appeared in Galadia. In front of her, she waved her hand and knocked the bow and arrow away from her hand.
The elf girl immediately turned into a phantom, and before the long bow landed, she appeared beside Besarius holding two silver knives.
The silver knife cut open Besarius's broad back, but the sharp blade could only break through the bronze-like solid skin and was unable to penetrate deep. The extraordinary elf turned around quickly and grabbed the blade that was slashing towards his throat.
Galadia flipped her wrist, and the silver knife swiped downwards avoiding the big hand like flowing water, leaving a gaping hole in Besalius's knee. Her dexterous and slender legs spun like dance steps, and while retreating, she waved her swords, leaving wounds on the wrists, arms and chest of Besarius like a whirlwind.
"Such power is not enough!" Besarius rushed forward. His palm was even bigger than the girl's head. The combination of strange strength and frightening agility allowed him to keep up with the pace of the elf.
The flying Galadia's toes were a little bit on the ground, her hands were intertwined, and the two silver long knives were twisted into a wavy double-edged sword. She stopped abruptly from her dizzying dance steps and stood still less than two meters away from the fallen supernatural elf. She held the war blade in front of her right chest, as graceful and graceful as a birch tree.
Besarius stretched out his hand to hit the girl's head, but was suddenly swept by a strong wind, and a silver light cut open his palm from bottom to top. Before he could see the trajectory of the silver light clearly, another ray of light swept across in front of him and slit the thick throat.
Galadia held the twisted war blade in her hands, flashing light and dexterous steps, spinning and moving close to Besarius, and the rays of light, with shrill screams and silver arcs, drew out flashing trajectories. Besarius opened his hands and pounced left and right, trying to catch her.
The prey is so close that you can catch it with just a stretch of your hand, but it always passes by your fingertips.
Galadia's long hair was flying in the wind, with her twisting slender waist as the center, and her light steps caused the ribbon-like light to dance in front of Besarius.
She jumped forward and backward in the rotation, and after the brief and dazzling flying of the blade, fountain-like blood splashed out from Besarius's throat, chest, wrists, and joints, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a puddle on the ground. In the incised wound, the dark red flesh burst open, revealing the dense white bones inside.
The extraordinary elf made a loud noise and suddenly fell to his knees, frozen there as motionless as if he was petrified.
"Huh~" Galadia stood not far away with a war blade in her hand, big beads of sweat rolling down her beautiful face, soaking her clothes and long hair together with the blood. Her body seemed to be enveloped in steam, and her face was unnaturally red. She looked completely dehydrated and exhausted. Obviously, the dance-like battle just now was also a huge burden on her.
"It's not bad. Your war blade can break through my defense, while maintaining high-speed maneuvers to avoid my one-hit kill. The tactics are also very correct," Belsarius knelt down and spoke slowly, his tone calm and gentle. He commented, "But your physical strength has been exhausted, and my injury is recovering. After all, it is only Sequence 7, and the gap between the levels of Extraordinary and Extraordinary is insurmountable."
Galadia opened her mouth, wanting to reply a few words without giving up. But when the words came to his mouth, there was only a hoarse gasp, and his throat felt as hot as a soldering iron.
Besarius's split flesh emitted bursts of white smoke, and the bleeding had stopped. The serious injuries were healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and the cross-sections of the tentacle-like squirming granules at the bonded joints made people sick and horrified to see them.
Suddenly, there were rapid footsteps in the darkness.
Griffith rushed towards them. He threw a kettle towards Galadia, reached out and took out an imposing musket from his waist.
Although the damage cooldown time has not expired, the lead bullet has been loaded into the barrel. He pointed the gun directly at Besarius's forehead and pulled the trigger from a distance of less than three meters.
"Bang!"
In a burst of loud noises and fire smoke, Besarius was hit by a lead bullet on the right side of his face. Half of his cheek was blown away by the shot, tearing teeth, broken bones and rotten flesh into a horrific hole.
If the adamantine bullets worked, this shot might be able to kill him! Griffith had no time to regret, he condensed a frozen sword in his right hand and swung it towards the extraordinary elf.
"Bang!" Besarius raised his hand to avoid the sword's blow to his neck. The ice sword just split his skin and got stuck on his wrist and thick shoulder.
"No, no, no." Besarius grasped the blade of the ice sword with his right hand, grabbed it with his backhand, and threw it forward. Griffith, who had at least 21 points of strength, did not expect that his weapon would be taken away by such brute force, and he was immediately knocked to the ground by the hilt of the sword.
The blow made Griffith dizzy, and he crawled on the ground for a while before standing up and stepping back.
Galadia gave him a reproachful look and slowly drank some water. After she regained her composure, she took out the potion she was carrying to replenish her physical strength and took a few sips slowly.
"The attack just now couldn't kill him, I wasn't even able to inflict fatal injuries on him," Galadia, who had recovered a little, said softly, holding Griffith's shoulders and stood up, "I can still hold on for a while. , but it won’t last long.”
Griffith looked back at the tired girl. Her hair and clothes were soaked with sweat, and she was clenching her silver teeth as she tried to support herself, looking extremely lovable.
"You two are finished," Besarius looked at them and laughed. "You can't see the front, and the damage output can't be hit. I'll heal your injuries and take you all down."
As soon as the extraordinary elf finished speaking, he threw the three mysterious dice again and muttered: "Besarius is healthier."
This extraordinary person is using sealed objects to bless himself with a mysterious state! Griffith immediately identified the function of the dice.
In the horrified eyes of him and Galadia, the dice fell. Besarius did not reach out to pick it up, but instead charged up his legs and jumped towards the two of them. He jumped with all his strength and smashed through the rubble and mud like a meteorite. The huge explosive force was more violent than the bombing of a heavy trebuchet, and the shock wave set off knocked the two of them to the ground.
Just then, the dice fell to the ground. Griffith suddenly discovered that there were two "2"s and a "1" on the upward side.
"oops!"
Besarius' face smacked to the ground. His injuries had not yet recovered, and the tendons and joints that had just been severed suddenly broke again, causing him to fall to the ground.
Griffith immediately grabbed the bow and arrow that Galadia had dropped, pulled her and took the opportunity to escape without looking back.
