Chapter 138 (1/2)

Translator: Sigma  Editor: Sigma

The heavily-armored guy did not move very fast, but his momentum was extremely fierce. Each step was accompanied by violent crashing. The sound echoed in a cave that was not spacious; it got louder and louder, and gradually resembled thunder.

“Now I know why the previous adventurers were completely extinguished.” Divor swallowed his saliva and clenched his battle axe with both hands, taking a deep breath and posing in a fighting position.

Laver, out in the front, had disappeared. Apparently, he had exerted the sneaking skills that he was proud of, and hid in the ubiquitous shadow of this underground cave. When it was appropriate, he jumped out and gave the enemy a fatal blow from behind.

“I am on guard!” Reid said loudly, prepared to shoot an arrow. He looked around vigilantly to guard against any possible sneak attacks.

In the face of a team of neatly equipped adventurers, it was almost impossible for their enemy to defeat or even kill them by fighting. For them, the most dangerous thing was not the enemy’s possible attack.

Like the previous group of adventurers, what was a danger to them was not the charge of this heavy armored monster, but the joint attack of fire elements, monsters, and casters. If they had not been beaten and frustrated, considering their usual configuration, the outcome was unpredictable!

So although Divor and Morton were to face the seemingly fierce and powerful monster, a task that seemed very dangerous and very important, in fact, the most important task in the team was not on them, but on Reid.

He was to be vigilant against the enemy’s sneak attacks; he had to protect his boss, Palin, and prevent the frail young mage from being hurt; he also had to be ready to use the scroll to take everyone to escape. It was indeed a great responsibility for him!

But they all ignored one thing.

Palin, who was protected by them, was young; but he was definitely not weak!

Looking at the heavily armored guy rushing over, Palin took his time in taking the spellcasting material out of the space bag. He quickly drew a circle in the air with his wand. The power of the wand was used instead of the magic casting. Then he read the spell.

A dark yellow light flew out of his hand, hitting the ground in front of the enemy. It instantly spread out and turned into a layer of oil that was visible under low light.

“Greasy Magic!”

This spell could create an area covered with oil. If the enemy was not strong enough and did not have the appropriate spell aids, then they would become clumsy. They could stagger and stumble, and would even continuously fall on the ground.

The enemy wearing heavy armor was obviously not agile. He stepped on the oil layer and fell heavily on the ground and broke his head open, immediately accompanied by a bang.

“Nicely done!” Divor yelled happily.

Greasy Magic was not an advanced spell, and even a novice wizard could cast it. But to use it in a timely and accurate manner in battle was not something a novice mage could do.

Because he had been under their protection before, Palin never had the opportunity to show his strength. He was also very young, making the adventurers mistakenly think him weak; just a rich rookie.

However, his performance demonstrated that he definitely did not act like a rookie. It seems that the dwarf boy who was not yet an adult was a good spellcaster. This was really good news!

The adventurers were animated, and Morton also completed his spells.

He shouted in the name of the God of Glory and lifted the warhammer. The sacred emblem on the warhammer shined with a dazzling light, and a huge holy emblem emerged in the air immediately, enveloping a large area around it.

The light of the emblem had come and gone quickly, but everyone could feel that a force was pouring into their bodies, making them stronger and more determined and full of confidence in victory.

This was the power of the magic of war. The key to the God of Glory being able to become the main god of the human divine system lied in his important holy mission, and the special spells that accompanied the mission.

The range of this magic was extremely large. It not only enveloped all the companions, but it also enveloped enemies that were hidden in the surroundings.

But for the enemy, the effect of this magic was not inspiration and reinforcement, but weakening and suppression.

A noise came from the shadows in the distance. Reid looked to that side and noticed that there was a figure, shaking slightly.

The next moment, with a flash of coldness, Laver—who had long been quietly sneaking behind the enemy—lifted the dagger and stabbed his back!

This act really showed what it meant to be stable, accurate and cruel. He stabbed the knife straight into the enemy’s body, as well as stirring the knife. If the enemy had a mortal body, this act would be absolutely fatal. Even an emergency rescue might not be timely enough to salvage it.

However, as he stabbed it, Laver changed his face, and he immediately let go of the dagger. He quickly retreated, shocked as a rabbit.

At the same time, he shouted, “Litch!”

His voice was very loud, and his voice echoed in the cave, shaking everyone’s ears with a buzzing sound. But everyone’s faces changed before they had time to complain.