Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 171 170. Magic

On the mount, Gregor Clegane's eyes changed from violent to shocked.

magic? !

This person can do magic? !

The cold white light and the inexplicable impact are definitely supernatural powers.

But Gregor no longer had the energy to worry about anything super or supernatural.

He relied on his thick armor and tight muscles to prevent himself from being involved in the rolling of the war horse.

At this time, this little giant who was at least 2.6 meters tall in armor dropped his lance and took off his long sword from the whining horse.

It was a large sword that was as wide as an adult's palm. It was steel that ordinary people might not be able to hold with both hands, but in Gregor's case it was a one-handed weapon. He was also equipped with a large oak-iron shield.

About twenty soldiers wearing iron-clad armor rushed out of the woods.

Ten of them were on horseback, and the rest seemed to have deliberately used foot combat to deal with Gregor, who had lost his horse.

These people also saw the cold white aura in Lan En's hand, but the hot atmosphere on the battlefield and the desire for reward and merit could overwhelm the fear of the unknown.

These warriors do not have a lot of knowledge and wisdom. They do not understand what kind of damage a person can cause after possessing top warrior skills and then mastering magic.

There is only one thought in their simple and uneducated minds - He is a human being!

You can be hacked to death, and you will be stunned if you hit your head. That's enough to know.

Ed staggered to Lan En's side at this time, shouting at the five own soldiers who had drawn their swords.

"Go and entangle the cavalry! They can't leave as long as the shooter is here! Fight right here!"

Five riders had to entangle ten riders, and there was no way there would be enough energy left for Lan En and Ed.

Now the two of them have to deal with more than ten opponents, including [Magic Mountain] and the marksman.

Ed cut his mouth just now, and now he can smell the rust in his mouth when he breathes.

The palm holding the hilt of the sword is constantly opening and closing, symbolizing his nervous mood.

He once led many helpers to attack several Kingsguards guarding the Tower of Bliss during the War of the Reaver.

But in the end, almost all of them were killed by Sir Arthur Dayne, the famous [Sword of Dawn] in the mainland.

If it weren't for the sneak attack by his men that worked, Ed wouldn't even have a chance to stand here today.

The power of Arthur Dayne was still fresh in his memory, but precisely because such a powerful [Dawn Sword] was also killed in a sneak attack during the siege, he became more aware of how terrifying it was to defeat more with less.

When fighting against a large army, you can use tactics and strategies to achieve victory with less.

But in the battle of a small group of troops, the only thing that can be relied upon for survival is personal quality and equipment.

"We have to kill that [Sweettongue], Lan."

Panting, Ed stared at the charging enemy while discussing in a low voice.

"I won't ask you about your magic, that's not important. The most important thing now is do you have a plan?"

"Plan?" The demon hunter with a calm expression asked strangely, and then lowered his body as if preparing to take off.

Ed stared at this scene blankly.

"The plan is to kill directly!"

"Hey!" There was a sound, and the strong leather soles made a harsh sound as they rubbed against the ground.

The core knowledge of [Bear School Swordsmanship] makes Lan En's activation speed as fast as a ghost!

Gregor, who was the closest and most threatening, witnessed Lan En's footsteps with his own eyes. At this time, he only felt his scalp numb.

This is a feeling that is extremely unfamiliar to him. In the past, this feeling was inflicted on his enemies.

Subconsciously, Gregor held the large oak shield in front of him.

There was a "bang" sound, and my arm, which was as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, suddenly felt heavy.

A fine long sword directly hit the iron-clad oak shield!

Normally, Gregor would be able to parry an enemy's attack, even if it was a joint attack from several enemies, just using the strength of his arms to hold up a shield would be enough.

but now

"Woo!"

A far greater force than expected was suddenly exerted on his body. Gregor's back molars clenched violently, and the supporting leg behind him even bent involuntarily!

This is simply unimaginable for the strongest man in the Seven Kingdoms.

"But." Under the barrel helmet, Gregor gritted his teeth and showed a slight sneer.

"It's about the same as me!"

This was a confrontation of pure strength. Although Gregor was surprised, as a well-trained knight, he reacted quickly.

He didn't use the blade of that frighteningly large sword to cut Lan En. Instead, he turned the sword and prepared to hit Lan En's head with the weighted ball on the hilt!

The blade is too long, making it easy to block. Normally, he could use his own strength to withstand the enemy's block and drive the sword blade into the opponent's flesh.

But when facing a strength player of the same level, Gregor chose to use a sword-hilt weighted ball that was more flexible and difficult to defend at close range.

Even if you have the same power as me, I am still the strongest!

He was born to kill, born to love killing. He could even press his brother's face into a brazier without feeling anything, and kill his father and sister.

Crush the baby's head with your hands, and then insult the baby's mother while your hands are still stained with plasma.

When it comes to killing, no one is more experienced than him!

But just as Gregor was applauding his response, he saw Lan En's calm cat eyes.

In a fierce confrontation, the opponent's look can be literally translated as——

'That's it? ’

Gregor Clegane's martial arts skills are all about overwhelming people. His rough skills made Lan En understand him completely the first time he came into contact with him.

"The force movement analysis is completed, please cast the spell according to the image instructions."

Mentos thoughtfully marked it with an arrow.

Lan En instantly ducked under the opponent's astonished eyes and avoided the attack. At the same time, his left hand was close to the opponent's sword-wielding wrist.

"[Alder]."

There was a "bang", and Gregor's huge body seemed to be violently pulled by someone's hand. He was just waving the hilt of the sword, but under the sudden increase of force, it turned into a slash that was even more ferocious than usual. !

The steel sword was long and wide. With this swing, the two soldiers roaring and charging towards Ed were chopped to death on the spot!

One was cut off at the waist, and the other had the blade stuck on his spine, and the greasy internal organs were flowing out from the large gap in his waist.

"Fuck you!"

Gregor didn't pity his soldiers, he was only angry that he was being played.

Being played by those wizards' weak little tricks!

Ignoring the soldiers' wails of pain, Gregor pulled out his sword amidst the friction of bone and steel.

Then he turned around and slashed at Lan En.

But maybe because he has been crisscrossing the battlefield with a pair of super-heavy armor for so long, he seems to have never realized how dangerous it is to expose his back to an opponent with the same strength as himself!

Lan En's armor-plated boots directly kicked the back of Gregor's knees, and the little black iron giant's body suddenly tilted.

What hit his tilted head was Lan En's clenched fist.

If it hit him, Lann's strength combined with Gregor's weight would probably turn the head inside the helmet into paste from the concussion.

But at this moment, a sharp arrow streaked across the night sky and shot towards Lan En's unprotected neck!

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