Chapter 316: Teamwork (1/2)
Chapter 316: Teamwork
Aside from fire grand magus Marceau, the group included one thief, one priest, two mages and three swordsmen. The strength of these adventurers weren’t weak. Their average age was around forty and they were all experienced fighters.
Marceau seemed to be the leader among these adventurers. Therefore, they immediately readied their weapons to attack Han Shuo as soon as her words sounded.
The two mages below were a lightning adept mage and a water archmage. They were the first to make a move. The opening salvo was several sizzling lightning and thunder balls, their electric sparks bursting out to smash into Han Shuo. The water archmage waved his magic staff around to release some sharp, cold shiny icicles that hurtled fiercely at Han Shuo from below.
The priest chanted a magic restoration spell, after which a silver halo enveloped Marceau’s body. Her mental strength had previously been overspent, but the effect of the silver halo restored it from depletion. Shimmering light circles sparkled on her old, wrinkled face.
One of the two senior swordsmen instantly stepped over to protect Marceau. Two huge iron shields were erected at the front. The shifty eyed thief slipped through the thick forest like a racoon, setting up traps and readying them.
Han Shuo was still advancing straight towards Marceau. He had already taken note of this group’s appearances and various strength thanks to the two yin demons. As he flew, he took out the bone staff, spreading out a thick mass of black fog around himself. Han Shuo vanished in the midst of the thick smoke.
The lightning balls and icicles all collided into the thick black fog. However, as Han Shuo’s body had suddenly disappeared, these attacks could no longer find their target. They turned to crash into each other instead, creating huge explosions.
When the lightning balls and icicles dissipated into nothingness, the thick black fog also gradually spread out as well. The team of adventurers led by Marceau had also finished their preparations and were staring at the center of the fog. The three swordsmen had temporarily switched to being three archers as they raised their bows, waiting only for Han Shuo to show himself.
However, there was no trace of Han Shuo in the clear blue sky when the thick black fog dissipated. He had vanished without a sound or a shadow. The adventurers who were ready to attack him head-on could only look at the sky in puzzlement.
Rumble…
Dirt mounds suddenly emerged from the ground without a warning. The adventurers had been paying attention to the sky were caught off guards by the movements underneath. Grand magus Marceau and the water archmage were the first to fly up.
The three swordsmen reacted swiftly. They grabbed the iron shields to block the earth from attacking the lightning mage and the priest. The attacks threw the swordsmen up into the air, but most of the impact was lessened by the shields. The swordsmen were meant to be meat shields in battles, so they weren’t injured much.
The thief had extraordinary sensitivities. Leaping with the tips of his feet like a monkey swinging on the trees, he used prearranged silver silk threads to swing to a towering tree and avoided all of the attacks from the mounds.
He landed on a big tree before using a dagger to cut off some rope. A tree trunk whittle sharp suddenly flew out straight towards Han Shuo, who was hiding behind a tree.
Upon seeing the thief’s action, the rest of the adventurers immediately aimed their attacks at that tree. In a blink of an eye, dozens of attacks rained down in all directions. Han Shuo, who’d originally thought that they wouldn’t be able to find him, could only awkwardly jump out from behind the tree.
As he defended against the various attacks, an ice arrow nailed his thigh, a lightning ball exploded and hit him with its flying sparks. Han Shuo’s whole body became numb, his hair that’d just grown out all stood erectly upright.
“Kill him, he’s been hit!” The thief shouted loudly.
The priest chanted a long incantation, and three dizzying beams of radiance shone upon the three swordsmen. Now that the spells of “Strengthen Armor, “God’s Blessing,” and “Brute Strength” had been cast, the light churned in gorgeous fashions in their chest as they ferociously rushed Han Shuo.
What a horrifying combination of adventurers! Han Shuo’s heart jumped with fright for a moment before he rapidly retreated into the woods. His speed was very fast as he quickly left the three reinforced swordsmen in the dust and waited for an opportunity to make a move.