Chapter 242 Self-destruction!
However, just when the Sheep Horn Priest was thinking about a lot of things, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Gervis in surprise, because Gervis was actually moving at this moment, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
"Haha! Mental attack? Sorry, I just ate a kiwi fruit like this the day before yesterday!"
Although Gervis's face was a little pale, his movements were not slow at all. He first quickly dodged the black blind man, and then used his fighting spirit to rush towards the giant wolf that was already flying in the air.
In an instant, Gervis came under the Warcraft Giant Wolf. Because there was no leverage, the Warcraft Giant Wolf, which was still in the air, had no way to stop Gervis from approaching.
"puff!"
With a barely audible sound of entering flesh, Gervis's bayonet completely sank into the neck of the Warcraft giant wolf.
After hitting the target, Gervis did not stop. With one hand, he firmly grasped the hair of the Warcraft giant wolf, and with the other hand, he quickly pulled out the dagger and stabbed it into the neck of the Warcraft giant wolf again and again.
When the giant wolf fell to the ground, four or five blood holes appeared on its neck. The bright red blood gushing out of the blood holes flowed on the ground like a faucet with the threads turned off.
"roar!"
The body of the Warcraft giant wolf began to stagger. Even though it was huge in size, it was drained of energy in an instant when faced with a bleeding weapon like the three-pointed thorn.
"Silver Horn!"
"Is this a curse? God of Behemoth, why do you let your servant suffer such a curse?!"
As the giant wolf of Warcraft fell to the ground, the Sheep Horn Priest fell heavily to the ground. However, he did not care about much at the moment. He howled and lay on the head of the giant wolf. Watching the light in the eyes of the giant wolf slowly fade away, tears welled up in the eyes of the Sheep Horn Priest.
Seeing such a scene, Gervis' heart was pounding. In the past, he subconsciously regarded the orcs as more advanced beasts. From the beginning to the end, orcs and humans were in a hostile relationship. He never thought that orcs could also be sad.
However, Gervis did not hesitate at all. The lesson of Botlen was still there, so Gervis prepared to step forward and quickly deal with the sheep-horn sacrifice. The guards were still fighting hard over there, so he needed his help.
"Despicable human! The royal court will one day destroy your city and avenge us!"
There were not only tears in the eyes of the Goat Horn Priest, but also endless resentment. After speaking to Gervis with gritted teeth, the Goat Horn Priest closed his eyes and began to chant.
Suddenly, Gervis felt his eyebrows twitching, and was terrified, and quickly ran backwards.
boom!
When Gervis ran five or six meters, a violent explosion occurred around the goat horn sacrifice. Although there were no fireworks, the violent fluctuations of spiritual power nearby were like strong winds and huge waves.
The goat-horn priest self-destructed and turned into powder, and the giant wolf beside him was also blown to pieces.
"It's so fucking hateful. This explosion cost me at least 70 or 80 gold coins!"
Looking at the giant wolf that was blown to pieces, Gervis cursed inwardly in disappointment.
This Warcraft giant wolf weighs at least a thousand pounds. If it were sold, it could be sold for hundreds of gold coins. However, most of the flesh and blood of the giant wolf's body has been blown away, leaving only the hind legs with a few intact pieces of flesh and blood, which weighs less than two or three hundred pounds at most.
You have to know that this giant wolf was obtained by Gervis at the cost of his life. If he had not happened to take the green kiwi the day before yesterday, Gervis would definitely not have been spared when the Shadow Wolf launched the mental attack just now.
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Snap!
Just as Gervis was about to turn around and leave with a look of disappointment on his face, he suddenly heard the sound of something falling at his feet. When Gervis looked in the direction of the sound, he saw an angular black gem!
"Warcraft Crystal?"
In an instant, Gervis felt his whole body shudder. He didn't dare to think too much. He squatted casually, and then quickly grasped the black monster crystal in his hand.
Then, without checking, Gervis put the Warcraft crystal into the small pocket on his waist and ran towards the guards.
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"Lose?"
In the central stands, Kevin's whole body was limp, his palms and back were soaked with sweat, and at this moment he no longer had the high spirits he had when Gervis left the field.
His plan today was not only to win the bet, but what he wanted most was Gervis' life. Originally everything went according to his wishes, especially when the sheep-headed orcs and the huge monster wolf appeared, Kevin thought he would get what he wanted.
But the moment the battle began, the balance of victory began to tilt. First, it was the mysterious weapon, and then it was Gervis' extraordinary combat power. Until this moment, Kevin couldn't believe it was true.
If he lost, he would lose the sapphire elf, which Kevin had begged to borrow from her mother. If he lost it, Kevin would not know how to go back and explain to his mother.
In addition to the royal blue elf bugs, there are 500 gold coins and slave soldiers. Losing the slave soldiers means that it will be difficult for Kevin to gain military merit in this southern expedition. After all, those 30 excellent slave soldiers can easily deal with hundreds of ordinary guards.
More importantly, Kevin was worried that this would cause him to lose the support of the eldest prince.
"Kevin, what should we do? There are only a few dozen ordinary pig-headed people left on the field!"
Just when Kevin felt that all his strength had been drained away, Boris's anxious voice came from beside him.
Boris was also panicking at this moment. He originally thought that he would win the bet, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this. Gervis actually killed the orc leader and the giant wolf without any harm. What a terrifying fighting power. You have to know that Gervis is only a bronze entry-level knight.
Winning or losing is not important to Boris. Even if he loses, he just won’t get any reward.
But now it is different. He has just agreed to take two purple elves as a bet. They were collected with great difficulty. Although a purple elf is of no use to other nobles, it is Boris' life. The most important thing is that the purple elf cannot be bought with money.
Kevin became even more annoyed by Boris's question. He couldn't help but look at the square table where the bets were placed. He had the urge to go up and collect the bets and leave, but when he saw Alice sitting next to him, he didn't have the courage.
This is Winterfell, the stronghold of the Jones family. Not to mention a peak bronze knight like him, even a peak silver knight would not be able to force his way out of Winterfell.
Just when Kevin's gaze was on the table for a second or two, Alice's cold face turned around. She must have noticed Kevin's gaze, so Alice's eyes were full of warning.
Kevin also quickly retracted his gaze, and then replied to Boris unhappily, "What should I do? I have no other choice! Didn't you say that no one below the Silver Knight can defeat the orcs launched by the two purple elves?"
Thanks to the book friend "鼠子药快面" for the reward!!!
(End of this chapter)
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