sjar Chapter 440: Found the reason why the sword blade is so wide
Chapter 440: Found the reason why the sword blade is so wide
The little orc beside him had already recognized the figure and jumped high with excitement.
The beautiful wizard in the druid station is the focus of attention of both men and women.
Especially a few naughty little orcs, who loved to tell her some ghost legends underground in the northwest wilderness, which scared the underage moon elf out of her wits.
After all, Frey Starsong had really been to the underground ruins in the wasteland, and followed Ivan and the others to fight a battle with the fallen orcs.
However, most of the newcomers in the druid station knew nothing about this beautiful wizard who looked like an elven princess, especially her original identity as an undead.
Not to mention knowing something about the power of this spellcaster who practices both arcane and divine magic.
According to Frey's new teacher, a certain disrespectful old skeleton, this girl is the most gifted spellcaster among the moon elves.
She had reached the level of a high-level mage before being forced into undeadness;
After the Elf Courtyard suffered a sinking, Frey began to learn natural magic. In less than a month, she had reached the intermediate level of priest rank.
Especially after Ivan operated on Frey's body and helped her reincarnate as an elf, Frey Star Song's divine power improved by leaps and bounds as if she had been given a cheat.
In the months that Avan left the Gray Forest, the druid station suffered intensive attacks from the fallen elves.
Perhaps continuous battles were more conducive to growth, the average rank of the entire station was raised by one level, and Frey even raised her own priest rank to a high level.
This was all thanks to the divine consciousness left in her body by Ivan, which originated from the orc god Gruumsh, and the seed of divine power planted long ago by an old guy who liked to put his hands in his pockets.
Of course, apart from the old skeleton and Ivan, no one knew that Frey had divine power in her body.
Including Frey Starsong herself.
Frey Starsong is now more proficient in spellcasting. The increase in her priest level has indirectly stimulated her understanding of the arcane.
At this rate, it would only be a matter of time before he entered the legendary realm.
Frey stood next to an oak tree. Unlike other spellcasters, she did not hold a staff, but wore a pair of white gloves made of moon silk on her hands.
This was one of the few gifts given to her by the old skeleton Rillifane - a pair of small items that could exempt her from the need for spellcasting materials.
After a quick spell, Frey Starsong stretched out her hands forward and pointed behind Ariella.
A heart-pounding pressure enveloped the pursuer.
The centurion who was rushing in the front found that the mount under his crotch began to lose balance before he could even shout a warning.
Then, under his horrified gaze, he and his horse floated up into the sky like balloons in the hands of the dwarf clowns in the royal capital.
Not only him, but all the cavalrymen behind him who rushed into the spell range were not spared.
[Gravity Reversal], a seventh-level spell born in the Fourth Age.
Some mages who like to delve into the mysteries of space, as well as druids who specialize in spellcasting, can try to master this spell after they reach a high level.
"Quick! Lin Liya's bombardment team is already ready on the city wall!
We have to retreat to the safe zone!"
Frey's sweet voice woke up several patrol members who were still looking up at the sky. The little orcs and moon elves quickly rushed behind the moon elf wizard.
Captain Ariella ran forward a few steps and then slowly stopped.
She turned around and looked at the human cavalry gradually floating higher into the sky, and then glanced at Frey Starsong, whose hands had begun to tremble.
"I'm sorry, Fleur...
I can't leave Tyrion there alone..."
Ariella's look made Frey anxious.
She saw only determination in the eyes of this moon elf - just like Leia, the bootlicker who ran to find Teacher Lati when the Elf Courtyard was tragically destroyed.
Before Frey could say anything, Ariella quickly dived into the dense forest nearby and disappeared without a trace.
"Hey! Wait!"
Fulei's voice was still a step late.
She stamped her feet in annoyance and quickened her movements.
After finally stabilizing the spell model, Frey ran towards the base.
She had to tell Lin Liya the news about Ariella as soon as possible.
As a participant in the production of the first batch of mortars, she knew very well how powerful those mortars were.
Under the bombardment, it is unlikely that anything in the gray haze forest on the south side will survive.
……
The sound of swords colliding continued to ring out in the woods.
The speed of Tirian's two swords was getting faster and faster, almost catching up with the speed of Kong Er's swordsman, leaving a series of afterimages in the air.
But the opponent's speed is not slow at all.
Tirian even felt that the human knight hidden under the ferocious armor deliberately slowed down his speed to fight with him.
Every time the swords collided, Tirian felt a surge of discomfort inside his body.
If he hadn't asked Ivan to reforge two long swords plated with a layer of fine gold for him before leaving, Tyrian would probably have been beheaded by now because the weapon was broken.
What was even more uncomfortable was that there was a strange force in the aura that came with the opponent's swing that was tearing everything apart.
Although the cutting sword light that he had just realized could offset the invasion of these forces, Tirian was very clear that he had very little strength left to mobilize the sword light.
After receiving dozens of attacks, he would have to rely on his weapon to withstand the attacks from his opponent.
"You're pretty good, elf."
The tall human knight suddenly stopped.
He took two steps back, stuck his broad-bladed greatsword on the ground, and looked at the panting Tyrian leisurely.
"This is the first time I've seen an ordinary warrior who is not even at the legendary level master the combat skills of other professions like me."
Leon grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, but strangely, the palms of both hands were facing upwards at the same time.
This gesture made Tirian feel uneasy.
Just as the elf warrior was staring at his opponent with extreme vigilance, the human knight spoke again.
"Besides, your fighting spirit is much stronger than those rubbish knights under my command—
Now, since you are good at dual wielding swords, let me use the same moves to send you to see Corellon..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lyon suddenly separated his hands.
The broad sword blade seemed to be activated by some mechanism and split straight into two halves from the middle, becoming two two-handed giant swords of the same length.
So this is why the sword is so ridiculously wide... This thought flashed through Tyrian's mind.