With just one sentence, the situation on the field immediately reached a stalemate. The opposing side did not expect that Harold and his group, who had just gone through a major battle, would choose to fight head-on against the nine of them.
"You'd better think this through! This dragon was already injured by me; you just got lucky. Now that you've just gone through a major battle, are you sure you still have the strength to deal with us?" the leader said.
"Bunir, you can't even handle a mere dragon, and you have the nerve to brag here? If you really want to make a move, you can try. Let's see if the few of us have the strength to deal with you." Harold mocked. The circle of top experts is very small, and the same is true for students with excellent grades in the academy.
"You! Hmph! I'd like to see if you, this werewolf bastard, can even leave this valley alive!" Bunir's face turned ashen. He immediately waved his hand, and the archers beside him fired first, shooting an arrow at Harold.
"Bastards? You dare call us werewolves bastards? Awooo~~~" Harold roared. In many people's eyes, werewolves are indeed a kind of diseased human, belonging to the lowly race, but that doesn't mean that werewolves don't possess great power. They themselves do not acknowledge this statement.
Harold roared and charged toward Bunir. The term "bastard" enraged him, and all Harold wanted to do was tear him apart.
Seeing Harold charging towards him recklessly, Bunir's lips curled into a slight smile. He unleashed a wind blade and swiftly charged towards Harold.
"Bang!" A huge battle axe swept across, shattering the wind blade summoned by Bunir.
Wind magic possesses unparalleled cutting power, but it is extremely unstable; spells like wind blades are very easy to break apart.
"You guys!" Seeing Houndoom follow closely behind and attack, Bunir's expression changed slightly. This was somewhat different from what he had expected. It would be one thing to provoke Harold, but for the usually composed Houndoom to also make a move could only mean that they really still had the ability to fight.
"What? Curious how we still have the energy to fight? Then try taking a punch from me!" Harold chuckled, raising his hand to deliver a punch to the other's face.
Bunir's expression changed drastically. A pale green magic shield was instantly deployed, and the flowing wind power pushed Harold away, preventing his punch from hitting.
Although mages are relatively weak in melee combat, it doesn't mean they are afraid of close combat. When close combat does occur, mages have a lot of ways to deal with it. Not to mention their magical equipment, even the most basic magic shield is not an easy thing to break.
"Kill!" However, Harold's attack was just for show. As Harold was deflected, Houndoom's battle axe followed. The two had worked together for many years and were very coordinated. However, Houndoom's attack was still unsuccessful.
"Bang!" Another greatsword came and knocked Houndoom's battle axe away. It was a warrior who had come here with Bunir, and naturally he couldn't just watch Bunir perish.
Not only that, but after they realized what was happening, the others also began to take action. Apart from the archers who were constantly attacking but were held back by Churchill, the other mages and warriors also joined the fray and fought against Harold and the others.
Two against eight, and eight equally powerful opponents at that. With their strength, Harold and Houndoom were naturally no match, and were even instantly at a disadvantage. However, the two did not give up and continued to fight with their opponents, with new wounds constantly appearing on their bodies.
"We can go now!" Churchill's voice rang in my ears. The small fox-man flicked out a grappling hook and flew off from the cliff beside the valley, truly a master of scaling walls.
Upon hearing his words, Bunir and the others' expressions changed drastically. They looked towards the direction of the cold pool, only to find that both Sarah and Catherine had vanished, along with the enormous dragon corpse.
"Block the entrance to the valley, they must still be inside!" Bunir said quickly, immediately realizing the other side's hidden methods.
The invisibility cloak is a magical item that Catherine possesses. Combined with a spatial ring that can hold everything, she can simply dissect the dragon's corpse, put it in the spatial ring, and then put on the invisibility cloak to disappear from the sight of this group of people without anyone noticing.
Bunir's approach was absolutely correct. Invisibility is not the same as teleportation. If Catherine and Sarah wanted to leave, they still had to go through the valley entrance. As long as they blocked the entrance, the other party would definitely not be able to get out.
Unfortunately, Bunir underestimated the wealth of a princess. Even though the princess had fallen on hard times, the new King of the Aeneas would not tolerate his sister being in danger.
Therefore, after Catherine and Sarah became invisible, they did not choose to leave through the valley entrance, but instead used another magical item, a magic broom, to lift the two of them into the air and fly out of the valley.
Harold and Hellogg, the only two remaining, wasted no time. Taking advantage of the moment when the other side was stunned, they ran directly in the opposite direction into the valley. After creating enough distance between themselves and Bunir and the others, they each took out a grappling hook, just like Churchill's, and swung it towards the cliff of the valley. They actually managed to escape from Bunir and the others.
Churchill, his face ashen, watched the two leave as he took to the air using a flying spell. He would never dare to face both of them at the same time by himself. Harold's combat ability was renowned in the Elf Royal Academy, and most people would not be his match in a one-on-one fight.
"Damn it!" Bunir exclaimed angrily, but there was nothing he could do. He could only return to the edge of the cold pool and collect the last bit of dragon blood, which was enough to get a little scrap.
"Pfft~~~" At the same time, Harold and Houndoom, who had leaped out of the valley, both spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, the two of them showed no trace of their previous dominance. Their bodies were covered in torn wounds inflicted by Bunir's wind blades, interspersed with burns and frostbite left by other mages.
Doing something as high-profile as 2v8 is not easy. If Catherine and Sarah had been just a little later, they might have really been done for.
In contrast, Churchill, who had been entangled with the enemy archers, fared much better. He not only rejoined the others immediately but also did not suffer any serious injuries.
"Let's go! Let's find a safe place first!" Sarah gave the two of them healing potions, then she and Catherine each supported one of them and quickly fled into the distance!
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