Henselt seemed to have just come to his senses, and shouted angrily, "Lannister!"
"You actually let these Scoia'tael escape without killing a single elf! All my guards were killed and this is the only result?!"
Lann panted and looked over coldly. Although there was not much blood on his body, he still had the aura of the great power he had just displayed.
Henselt's voice seemed to be cut off at the throat, and he took a step back involuntarily.
After hearing Henselt's accusation, Mi Wei was even more rude: "That's enough, Henselt! He fought ten elven assassins for you alone, one sword against ten swords, and he saved your life! What else do you want?"
At this moment, the other kings also slowly walked out from behind the protection of the knights.
"Twelve weapons," exclaimed Demavere, King of Aedirn. "I have never seen such swordsmen, nor such reliable allies."
Henselt groaned a few times and then fell silent.
Lann retracted his gaze, adjusted his breathing, and looked outside the fortress. He saw flames and strong winds at the edge of the forest not far away, and from time to time there were explosions of alchemical bombs and flashes of golden light.
That was the direction of the ancient Deer-Headed Spirit, and also the direction that Lei Suo and his companions were heading.
Lann turned and walked away, his sword in hand. His reddish-brown griffin cloak rustled in the evening breeze, and the knights surrounding him spontaneously made way for him.
"Where are you going, Lan?"
"Keep helping! None of these monsters will leave here alive tonight!"
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Not long after humans arrived on this continent, they discovered a magical creature in the primeval forest. Living next to it, no matter how ferocious the beasts were, they would become docile, and all the fruits on the trees would become plump.
Over time, the creatures became the center of local worship in some places, and farmers who lived near their groves would offer them sacrificial offerings, usually rabbits or birds, but human blood was also known to be offered.
This creature is called a woodland dwarf, and it also has a more well-known name - the Deer-Headed Spirit.
The category is [residual].
In many legends, the Deer-Headed Spirit is a kindly character who helps lost travelers find their way through the forest or rescues them from bandits. Unfortunately, such legends have no basis in reality. In fact, humans are just a source of energy in the eyes of the Deer-Headed Spirit, no different from other animals. The Deer-Headed Spirit will suck the vitality of nearby humans until only a shell is left.
When humans worshipped the Deer-Headed Spirit as a "god", the Deer-Headed Spirit also kept them in captivity.
However, as humans explored the forest further, their respect for the unknown diminished. They gathered wood, built stone dwellings, and spread like a plague, thus angering the forest and its inhabitants.
As a result, "God" also became the "remnant" among the monsters.
Of course, in some places far from civilization, there are still villages that maintain ancient beliefs and provide for the ancient gods of the forest day after day.
These deer-headed spirits that have survived from ancient times have accumulated extremely terrifying power, so much so that monster scholars have even created a new category for them - [Ancient Deer-Headed Spirits].
They have innate magical abilities and can heal and control crows, wolves, and even small monsters such as demons and ghouls; they can create magical totems around their territory, just like a warlock builds a wizard tower to enhance their own power; they can also leave black magic curses on humans, and be reborn from the cursed person after death.
The monster in front of everyone is an elderly ancient deer-headed spirit.
It is said that in ancient times, deer-headed demons rarely left their territory. How did the Scoia'tael do it?
They sent out half of their people, killed all the lives in the forest that might be the seeds of the ancient Deer-Headed Spirit's resurrection, destroyed all the ancient Deer-Headed Spirit's magic totems, and destroyed as much water and plants as possible in the other party's territory.
The ancient monster therefore persisted in pursuing them.
Good news: It has now been lured out of its territory by the Scoia'tael, its totem destroyed, and its power weakened to a certain extent.
The bad news: It's now angry.
Bad news two: It's not the only one that's angry.
There was a sound in the sky, and a knight wearing a unicorn emblem drew his bowstring towards the night sky. However, to his surprise, a large group of crows came towards him, like a dark cloud covering the sky!
Even a whole team of archers could only fumble in the face of this situation. The knight shot an arrow in vain, piercing the bodies of two crows. Then he was carried up by the dark cloud of crows and smashed into the mud, knocking him unconscious.
When he was about to call for help, his steel mask was suddenly lifted up by several claws.
Crows are extremely intelligent, even as smart as uneducated children. Not to mention that they are controlled by even more ancient and intelligent creatures, so they are not helpless against the enemy hiding in the tin can.
The knight let out a horrifying scream, and then his mouth was blocked again. He whimpered for a few breaths and then stopped struggling.
The crows flapped their wings and left the knight's body, and another group of ghouls and wild wolves pounced on him to tear up the rare human flesh. They refused to give in to each other, staring at each other with eager eyes, and actually started to bite each other in the middle of the battlefield.
“Woo-boom——”
It was as if a thousand-year-old tree was collapsing and falling to the ground. The source of the sound was the ancient deer-headed spirit. With the body of a monster, he made the sound of a natural disaster.
In this dull and loud sound, the beasts and monsters that were baring their fangs at each other suddenly stopped fighting as if they had heard the horn of soldiers, turned around and immediately returned to the battlefield, rushing towards humans.
On the front line battlefield where they were fighting hand-to-hand with these monsters, the people of Cintra were lagging far behind, forming a sharp contrast with these panicked soldiers.
They worked in groups of three or five, using bows and arrows to deal with the monsters rushing towards them from a distance, or they cooperated tacitly to slaughter wild wolves, and there was not even much blood on their bodies.
"How long do you think it will take them to react and form a formation to kill that ancient deer-headed spirit?"
Hearing Kolgrim's question, Letho thought for a while: "It won't take too long. These monsters just caught the army off guard. There will be a lot of casualties, but it will definitely not collapse. I am more worried that this ancient deer-headed spirit will escape halfway through the fight."
Milva frowned when she heard this: "This is the prey that the Earl specifically requested, it can't run away!"
The female archer grabbed the mahogany bow that was as long as her, and her body, which had been strengthened by the [Follower] system, burst out with astonishing strength.
The "clacking" sound of the bowstring was clearly heard by the demon hunters. Although they were not able to pull the bowstring to its full extent like Lann, the sound was already terrifying enough.
"Is this still human strength? This arm must be filled with cow tendons, right?" Kolgrim muttered.
Milva used almost all of her body to exert strength. In order to draw the bow more conveniently, she only had an arm guard wrapped around her left arm, and a leather ring on her right thumb, leaving both arms exposed, with the slender and strong lines clearly visible, like a female leopard.
Her figure was unusually agile among female warriors, but she didn't look like a body that could pull a bow of this poundage.
"Forget about Lan En, but why are even his attendants so abnormal?"
The bow does not recognize whether its owner is normal or not. As long as the power is sufficient, it will shoot the arrow.
The distance of a hundred steps passed in a flash. The special arrow shaft bore huge kinetic energy and swam forward in the air like a barracuda, but then it seemed to hit a rock wall and shattered completely.
The ancient deer-headed spirit lowered its head in a very anthropomorphic manner, dug out the half-buried steel arrowhead from its chest and threw it aside, and the wound on its wooden body healed in an instant.
"What's going on? Another immortal? Why do I keep running into such opponents recently?" Milva frowned, drew her bow and put another arrow on it. "I wonder if I can shoot it in the head. It looks like it's made of bones..."
Reso reached out and touched Milva's bow handle, and shook his head at her in the face of the female archer's puzzled look.
"The ancient Deer-Headed Spirit cannot be harmed by steel. Only our special [Residue Oil] or the silver sword can effectively attack it, or you can use the magic-blocking gold arrowheads."
Milva showed a ridiculous expression: "How can I have such a precious thing?"
Upon hearing this, Letho handed over a bottle of sword oil and asked Milva to apply it on the arrowhead. "I know Lann has special magic-blocking gold arrows. With your archery skills, you deserve them. You can ask Lann for them and show your corresponding strength. With his personality, he will definitely not be stingy in giving them to you, and he may even praise you. Don't underestimate yourself."
Milva was stunned: "Really? The Earl... won't reject me?"
Lei Suo showed a strange expression: "I mean the magic-blocking golden arrowhead..."
Shaking his head and ignoring the female archer who was lost in thought, Lei Suo turned back to call the demon hunters of the Snake Clan: "The monsters brought out by the ancient deer-headed spirit have been almost cleared out by the army. Let's go!"
"Okay!"＊3.
猎魔人们抽出早就已经抹上剑油和毒药的银剑，游蛇一般在科德温士兵的缝隙之中穿梭，无声无息地接近着古代鹿首魔。只是士兵们不敢接近直立起来身高超过四米的古代鹿首精，仅仅远远地用弓箭不痛不痒地试探，猎魔人们很快就不得不暴露在敌人的眼前。
没等蛇派众人想要运用战术接近敌人，却见到眼前绿光一闪，古代鹿首精的身影突然消失得无影无踪，只留下几根盘结的树根留在原地。
“不好！”
熟知魔物习性的猎魔人们一时之间警铃大作，毫不犹豫地同时抬手给自己加上一层【昆恩法印】，随后疯狂地催动自己的猎魔人感官，寻找着空气中的蛛丝马迹。
突然，寇格林姆感觉自己的心脏都漏掉了一拍。
“散开！”
寇格林姆疯狂地高喊，随后毫不犹豫地撞开身边碍事的一名士兵，不要命地朝着自己前方扑去。
没等那名科德温士兵把“该死的猎魔人”骂出口，下一秒他躺着的地上就传来一阵令人心悸的震动。比人还粗的树根在魔法的催动之下以几万倍于自然界的生长速度破土而出，轻而易举地把科德温的士兵好似泥人一般钻成了葫芦。
人群中，巨大的古代鹿首精在一阵幽绿的光芒之中显现出身形，仰天长啸。
“呜轰——”
人类士兵见状大惊，他们或许有勇气面对数量多于自身的敌人，但是当体型数倍于自己的怪物立于身前之时，没什么见识的他们却立刻被骇破了胆子。
成建制的队伍马上溃不成型，血葫芦一样的战友尸体更在刺激他们的神经。只有几个不要命的战士挥舞刀剑稀稀拉拉地砍在古代鹿首精的身上，却只能够在那老树一般的身体上面制造出几道划痕，转瞬之间消失不见。
随后就见到古代鹿首精一声山石崩塌般地猛一跺脚，数不清的虬结树根再次从地上暴射而出，将它周围的十几名士兵全部化为了给植物的养分。
没有被树根攻击到的士兵见此顿时一哄而散。
古代鹿首精不再管这些小小的人，转身对向刚刚逃脱的寇格林姆。
然而怪物却没有注意到，在四散奔逃的人类士兵中，一个壮硕的身影以一种不讲道理的速度在人群中穿梭。
“刷”地一下，雷索刚刚到手的蛇派剧毒银剑狠狠刺透古代鹿首精的后腰，那手感好像砍在了一块刚刚开始解冻的冻肉上面。
虽然艰难，但还是砍进去了！宛若烙铁灼烧的青烟从古代鹿首精的伤口处快速地飘了出来，这是【残物油】在发挥作用。
紧接着，那身体从被割开的地方又开始发黑发烂，好似沼泽中的朽木一般开始微微地枯萎。
是毒，来自宗师级别银剑【蛇派剧毒银剑】的超级附魔效果，哪怕是如古代鹿首精这样的怪物都不能够幸免。
一击如此，对于雷索来说足够功成身退，他猛地一脚踹在古代鹿首精的身上，利用反作用力以一种和他体型完全不符的灵巧在空中避开巨大的敌人挥过来的手掌，几个起落就跳到了十米开外。
落地之后，他还顺手扔掉一个拉环。那是【阻魔金炸弹】的拉环。
“轰”的一声，绿色的金属粉末顿时将古代鹿首精包围，将它体表泛起的同样绿色的魔法能量顿时压了下去。
只是小队作战久了的雷索没有考虑到自己现在身处的环境，他是跑了，更多科德温士兵却开始面临古代鹿首精无差别的怒火宣泄。没有了魔法能力的古代鹿首精依旧有着堪比小巨人的体型和钢铁不可伤的身体，在人群中依旧能够掀起腥风血雨。
当然雷索或许也不会太在意就是了。
“用火！这怪物不怕铁，用火！”
奥克斯在人群中大喊道，既是给这些士兵一个保护自己的提示，也是希望他们能够多帮上自己一点忙。在人群之中，猎魔人也被限制了【伊格尼法印】和【阿尔德法印】这些范围法印的使用。
听到蛇派猎魔人的提示，立刻就有反应快的士兵高举火把想要冲上来。然而伴随着一声令人心烦意乱的叽嘎喊叫，好似杀不尽的乌鸦又从天上出现，不要命地朝着这名士兵扑过来，顿时就将士兵扑倒在地，火把顿时脱手。
“嗖——”
却有一支箭矢再次划过战场，抓住机会精准地让箭头从火把之中穿出，涂抹了浓稠剑油的箭头被瞬间点燃，在半空之中划过一道红色的弧线轨迹，狠狠钉在了古代鹿首精的脖子右侧。
英姿飒爽的女射手见一击奏效，一边移动着自己的位置一边又从背囊里面掏出箭矢。
寇格林姆的眼前顿时一亮，朝着米尔瓦大声喊叫着吸引着她的注意力，也沿着人群快速奔跑，随后左手掐印，朝天打出一记【伊格尼法印】。
米尔瓦顿时就明白了蛇派猎魔人的意思。虽然没有经过事先排练，但是已经有了几次战斗作为磨合的两人也展现出了惊人的默契。
黑夜之中很快又亮起了第二簇锥形的火焰，好似有人放了一个大烟花。而一支又一支的利箭不断划破火焰冲出，让古代鹿首精的身体将这个黑夜点亮。
古代鹿首精的身体非常配合地不断发出“咚”、“咚”的声音，每吃下一记箭矢就后退一步。
十箭之后，米尔瓦甩了甩因为高速拉开强弓而有些发酸的手指。而反观古代鹿首精，此刻已经有小半的身体都点起火苗，火苗之间连点成线，很快就要变成火焰。
“呜轰——”
火焰的灼烧终于让一直带着深沉、压抑气质的古代鹿首精彻底破防，它仰天长啸，顿时召唤过来乌云一般的乌鸦。这些大鸟不要命一般用羽毛、翅膀、乃至整个身体为古代鹿首精扑灭身上的火种，很快就把米尔瓦和猎魔人配合之下点起的火焰扑灭。
女射手见状恨咬后齿，甩了甩手指正要再次开弓，却猛然感觉到一声腥风铺面。
转头看去，居然是十几头森林狼成群朝着自己扑了过来。
为了有效地狙击古代鹿首精，米尔瓦寻求开阔的视野不知不觉已经脱离了队伍走到前方。豪斯和其他队友见状就想上前为米尔瓦解围，但是要么因为距离太远来不及，要么就被突然出现的其他野兽碍住了手脚。
关键时刻，一股黑色的旋风刮过了战场。
它宛若战车一般从这群森林狼中间碾了过去，琥珀色的兽瞳中闪烁着兴奋的亮光。
那不是黑色的旋风，那就是黑风。
没有兰恩带领，它居然也自己跟着辛特拉小队跑了出来，一路自由冲撞踩踏杀了不少的野兽和小型魔物，上头到不行了。
但是马儿还是有着不低的智商的，眼前更多的野兽在古代鹿首精的命令下围了过来，它一口咬住米尔瓦背后的箭壶，好像叼小鸡一样把女射手叼了起来，撒腿就跑。
那群野兽和怪物还真就让它肆无忌惮地跑走了，没有一个追得上。
“伯爵大人的坐骑……”米尔瓦口中出神地喃喃，“在保护我……”
女射手心思乱了一个呼吸，但是很快就反应了过来。她悬在半空之中的身体灵巧地翻身抱住了黑风的脖子，兴奋地大喊：
“黑风，你跑得稳一点，让我坐你背上再射几箭！以你的速度绝对没有其他怪物可以追上，很快就能把它……啊啊啊啊！！”
却听到米尔瓦话还没说完突然爆发出一阵尖叫。原来是黑风在惊人的高速中突然一个急转弯横向漂移，将米尔瓦直接甩了出去。
女射手的飞出去的方向正是辛特拉的骑兵队，很快就被战友们七手八脚地接住了。
黑风不屑地打了个响鼻，突然感觉到一阵熟悉的感觉涌上心头。
心中有所明悟，猎魔马猛地朝着古代鹿首精开始冲锋。而随着它的速度越来越快，一股无形的魔法波动突然从它的身上扩散开来。
紧接着“嗡”得一声，明亮的翡翠色光芒在黑风的背上闪动，在一个呼吸之内凝聚成了一名骑士的形状。随着表面的星星光点散去，兰恩的身影在战场上出现。
【传送】
寇格林姆难以置信地瞪大了眼睛，再一次受到了狮鹫震撼：“这又是什么新花样？”
当然嘴上在吐槽，眼见法印最为强劲的狮鹫猎魔人到场，寇格林姆和所有的蛇派猎魔人都知道战斗决胜局已至，都纷纷朝着古代鹿首精围了上去。
此时正好古代鹿首精身边的人类士兵也都已经跑得差不多了，再次留出一片空地。
兰恩拍了拍黑风的脖子，这二者的关系早已不是简单的“默契”可以概括，瞬间黑风就明白了主人的心思。
又是一个高速超级急转漂移，兰恩好似一颗炮弹被战马朝着古代鹿首精甩了出去！
The ancient deer-headed spirit was not angry but happy. This was simply a perfect target! There was still some magic-blocking gold powder on its body, so it couldn't use magic. However, that palm as big as a carriage was definitely not something that an ordinary person could handle!
However, Lann did not give the ancient deer-headed spirit a chance to collide. Just when the palm that was almost the same size as his body was about to cover him, the world in his eyes suddenly slowed down.
It's not the exaggerated stillness of time like in Mirror Master, but it's as slow as if someone sped it up by 0.1 times.
The Cintra cavalry, startled by Lan's reckless behavior, screamed, their tongues twitching in the air; the Black Wind that was moving away was confident and unrestrained, its mane fluttering softly in the strong wind; the giant hand of the ancient deer-headed spirit was approaching him inch by inch, and Lan could even see the magic-blocking gold powder falling from it.
Lann's movements were also slowed down. He had no way to swing his sword or use seals. He just remained in the posture of being thrown out.
But his thinking is normal.
The dark golden pupils were now rendered into the bright emerald color of mixed energy, as if energy would burst out in the next second. In his field of vision, a circle spread out from him to the surrounding areas. Those were all places he could reach with a thought.
【Flash】
With a buzzing sound, Lann disappeared into a light spot in midair, like a picture erased by an eraser. The giant hand of the ancient deer-headed spirit crushed the air and the light spot, but held nothing.
The monster looked down in confusion, but did not see a figure appear behind him and slap the ground, and then a purple magic circle rose around him.
[Seal of Aden]!
The body that was blackened by the poisonous silver sword and flames of the snake sect was dyed with new colors again. The ancient deer-headed spirit with purple light noticed the enemy and turned around to attack. However, this time it was the only one who was slowed down, and Lann easily jumped back and left its attack range.
With a "crack", the purple magic lightning made it stagger, and shattered the tender sprouts on its shoulders and the human skull.
Then Lann deliberately avoided the direction of the human army, raised his left hand horizontally, and made a magic seal.
[Igni Seal: Magical Explosion]!
The huge amount of flames was like a fire dragon, suddenly engulfing the wild gods in the forest. The surging heat flow was recycled, spinning in the air to form a huge fire tornado.
The snake-faction demon hunters also seized the opportunity to surround him, with their four left hands raised together.
[Alder Seal] *4!
The fire was fueled by the wind, and the fire tornado became even more ferocious.
“Woo——”
Seeing how bravely the Earl fought, the Cintra cavalry also launched a general attack. They rode forward and began to continuously shoot arrows into the fire tornado from a distance, killing beasts along the way with the trampling of their horses and their swords.
Until one moment, those fearless beasts and monsters suddenly regained their senses and fled into the depths of the forest in panic.
Lann knew that the battle was won.