Extraordinary Sailing

Chapter 52 Dying Struggle (for collection)

However, looking at the short wings of the crow hag, it doesn't look like it can generate enough lift. Ivan can only guess that this should be the effect of some kind of natural magic-like ability.

tread--

They fell on the treetops at least 30 meters away from the four of Aiwen. Even if they became monsters, the instinct of legal professionals to keep a distance was obviously still there.

The two crow hags were also deeply impressed by the crow people who had been following their sisters since the Frostleaf Forest. Although they looked like the same kind, they were actually "demons" who wanted to kill themselves all the time.

In her territory, "new grudges" and "old grudges" gather together. Of course, the crow hag will not be polite, and naturally greets them with 120,000 "enthusiasm"!

Ga! Ga!

After two strange screams came out of his mouth.

The army of crows that had been hovering over everyone's heads like a thick cloud instantly poured down like a flood, regardless of casualties, they flocked to Aiwen and the arakkoa team who were launching an assault.

With their masters present, these crows were even more fearless. Even two extra-large crows swooped down from time to time at the risk of being hit and killed, to cheer them up!

The battle has returned to a fever pitch.

At this time, Aiwen and the crowmen had completely different coping strategies. Aiwen danced the long sword in his hand into a ball of silver light to protect himself first, and then seek to kill the enemy.

Relying on their impenetrable equipment, the three crow men ignored the attacks of ordinary crows, formed a formation with muskets in their hands, shouted "Long live the queen!" and rushed towards the crow hag behind.

"It's too reckless!" Although he complained in his heart, Ivan could only follow the crow frenzy.

At this time, Aiwen realized that, unlike his own stagnation, these arakkoa seemed to have a high resistance to the demonized crow's despondent attack, and their charging movements almost did not stop at all. They really deserved to be professionals.

I thought that I found a short board this time, and I have to find a way to make up for it in the future.

Just in the middle of the charge, the crow hag, who was obviously not a vase or decoration, launched an attack under the cover of the crows.

boom--

A black clay pot was thrown over, and it exploded in an instant, and a large green fog spread rapidly.

When Ai Wen flashed back and flew back, the three Yaman ignored them and rushed in without any change in pace.

As I said before, many low-level wild wizards do not have many fighting methods, and brewing all kinds of strange poisons is a highly cost-effective reserved item. This is also one of the original intentions for the arakkoa troops to uniformly equip beak masks.

Seeing that the two sides were separated by the poisonous mist, the two crows and hags smirked and flew towards Aiwen at the same time, obviously treating him as a persimmon.

boom--

boom--

There were two gunshots in the green mist. It was obvious that the arakkoans found something wrong and wanted to provide remote support, but the effect was not good.

Under the premise that the poisonous mist blocked the sight, the crow hag in gliding was far from being easily hit by sporadic muskets, and they were easily dodged by them.

Not daring to let himself fall into siege, and no longer caring about the arakkoa team, Aiwen also jumped onto the treetops, using his agility advantage. It dodges like a flexible ape, and it is not slow at all compared to the speed of the crow hag gliding in the air.

Also instinctively avoiding the poisonous fog, the density of crows has obviously decreased a lot, and Ivan was finally able to give full play to his speed advantage.

"Two ugly monsters, come with me!"

Whoosh—

One in front and two behind, three figures jumped and flew on the treetops.

Aiwen always pays attention to maintaining a safe distance, guarding against their spiritual witchcraft. Then he took Lengzi and knocked down the last two surviving demonized crows, which made the crow hag hate him even more.

The quacking sound became more and more urgent.

He led them around in a big circle, and before they knew it, they had returned to the place where the poisonous mist had just started to be released, which was also where the arakkoa team stayed.

Ai Wen believed that since the purpose of the crow people was these crow hags, they must have their own cards in their hands. I have created opportunities for them, so it shouldn't be impossible to catch them, right?

Just thinking of this, a sense of danger suddenly struck like a needle prick.

"Be careful of the bomb!" A loud shout sounded in Ivan's ear.

Out of the corner of his eye, a flaming thing had already rushed towards the two crow hags behind him. After recognizing what it was, Aiwen cursed secretly and flew from the top of the tree to the ground.

Just hid behind a tree trunk.

Boom——! ! !

A loud thunderous noise mixed with dazzling fire resounded through the forest, and then countless fragments of branches and leaves fell down. Although he was still some distance away from Ivan, his ears were still buzzing, and his body was covered with dirt and leaves.

"Bah bah bah"

Ever since he saw an alchemy bomb that was far more powerful than ordinary black powder on the Silver Wing, he knew that there must be a miniaturized version of this thing, and he never thought that he would come across it today.

Now the two monsters should be finished, right?

Ai Wen looked out from his hiding place, only to realize that he was happy a little too early.

While aware of the danger, the two hag crows reacted without delay, and the crows who had been guarding them as wings showed their spirit of sacrifice again. Using his own body to form a barrier, he successfully blocked the most deadly shrapnel from the alchemy bomb.

The two crow hags were just blown away by the aftermath of the bomb, fell far apart and fell to the ground, shaking their heads and slowly getting up.

And the arakkoa team had already rushed towards one of the crow hags.

Without saying a word, Aiwen also rushed out, aiming at the crow hag on the other side. It didn't matter that the arakkoa team almost accidentally injured themselves just now, because the final moment of this battle has come.

The sound of "bang, bang, bang" musket fire has been heard behind him, and Aiwen, not to be outdone, accelerates and then fires first.

In order to prevent the miserable-looking hag crow from being able to resist, Ai Wen drew his gun and shot at a distance of five steps. At this distance, he was confident that it would be absolutely impossible to shoot empty.

boom--

After the gunshot, the hag crow still opened its shriveled mouth full of yellow teeth, as if mocking silently, but the lead bullets flew to nowhere.

This crow hag is obviously much stronger than the one that was killed at the beginning, and it can still mislead Aiwen's senses at this time.

"Tch, dying!"

Aiwen was as swift as a cheetah, holding a long sword in his hand and turned into a gust of wind, and rushed towards him. After two lightning-like swords slashed through the air, a fierce cold light flew past its neck accurately.

Clang——

Plop!

After dodging and taking two steps back, he shook off the dark red blood and put the sword back into its sheath.

Letting an official knight like Aiwen get close, the ending has already been doomed. The crow hag didn't even use the means to press the bottom of the box, so he was already accounted for.

Looking at the corpse of the monster lying on the ground, Aiwen felt a little itchy. It is impossible for him not to touch the corpse when he encounters a legal profession in the future, that would be too wasteful. And he remembered the description of the crow hag in Leon's notes, so it shouldn't be the type that is good at cursing.

Noticing that the battle on the other side was not over yet, Aiwen smiled and rubbed his hands together, reaching towards the body of the crow hag

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