Chapter 1423 (1/2)

Goutou people have never been known for being good at frontal combat, and they have never been considered good at using weapons such as knives or swords. In most cases, the image of Goutou man is associated with simple hoes, which can't even be called hoes, because they are probably just a piece of abandoned metal or hard wood tied to a wooden stick, and their function is only to assist digging rather than fighting.

Even if it's a warning to scare a child, it's usually just that the koehead will steal your toy, not hurt you. There's no way. The species of koehead seems to be born timid, cowardly and powerless. They don't even deserve the seeds of violence.

And to make such a dog head man wield weapons and attack the target like a regular assassin, conventional means will certainly not work. Russell also noticed this when more figures appeared from the dark.

”Someone cast a spell on these koeheads, confusion. No, it's more powerful and more directional than that. I can't guess what kind of magic can turn cowardly underground workers into deadly killers. ”

”Guess later. I guess you don't have a pretty dagger in your waist, do you? No matter where these things come from, they have to be removed. ” Atta held the magic sword flat and said in a deep voice.

”I have no problem with that, but please don't expect too much of my ability. Spies and killers are different. We don't deal with violent tasks directly.” Russell sighed and drew the dagger from his waist.

The swordswoman glanced back at him. Judging from his opponent's knife holding posture, the spy didn't lie. He may have some physical combat training, but he is definitely not a real soldier.

But this is the city of Dharma. Mages already have better and more lethal weapons, and Russell is undoubtedly a qualified mage. So he cut his left palm with a dagger to let the warm blood flow out and release the smell of fishy and sweet in the air.

”Those who yearn for the blood of living beings, I allow you to appear and drink my blood. But as a price, I ask you to take away the temperature of my enemies with cold temperature, and let them become one of you in fear and cold. ”

Russell's eyes twinkled with magic light, the blood from his palm strangely disappeared, and some translucent shadows spread from his side, slowly drifting away towards the nearest Kobold.

Atta's eyes can clearly see the true face of those shadows. They are ghosts, or the ghosts of ghosts. These wandering spirits have no subject. They are not the souls left behind by who died, but the by-products of death.

Maybe when they are strong enough, they will produce evil spirits like the mules in the sea, but before that, they are not threatening, so they will be used by many sensitive casters. This is true of the so-called ghosts or evil spirits in many legends. They did not once exist as a living creature. They were just the entity condensed by the negative energy or low things that escaped from the space.

”As I said, I'm an intern at the goblin Institute, so my sub department is psychics, and driving wandering souls is the most practical means.” It seems to have noticed atta's dissatisfaction, Russell explained with a shrug.

The swordswoman herself could see the so-called wandering souls. She was also affected by the cheese and was not happy with the behavior of playing with these unusual things. But at this time, she was in the same camp as Russell.

Just as cheese tolerated Weiya, atta suppressed his anger, moved forward again, and slashed at the first dog head. Poor doghead, he is suffering from invisible wandering souls. The existence of negative energy can not really hurt creatures, but can make them feel cold, tired, afraid and tired.

These feelings appeared on the koehead at the same time, which made him very uncomfortable, and the speed of detection slowed down, so that he didn't respond until flaclag approached.

”Gulu!” The blade swept the blade, leaving a deep wound on the dog's hand, forcing him to throw away his weapon.

Atta flew up, stepped on the opponent's face with one foot, and kicked him out about ten steps with the other. Judging from the twist of his nose, this foot mostly broke the nose of the Kobold.