My Magic Age

The night wind blew by, gently pushing aside the gauze-like clouds, revealing the dark blue sky inside. The sky was already dotted with stars like broken diamonds. In this sultry night, countless dots appeared around the camp. Make a bonfire. It was so quiet in the surrounding areas that one couldn't even hear the sound of insects. The moist wind carried a faint smell of corpses. You didn't need to guess to know that those zombies were dormant in the night not far away, looking for some opportunity. Devour this group of fresh flesh and blood.

We had anticipated from the beginning that the swamp zombies might attack our camp at night, so after Kuz promised two shepherd's purse dumplings as a midnight snack, the gray dwarves jumped into the trench three meters wide and two meters deep to continue. When digging the soil, they were like a group of strong groundhogs, throwing the remaining soil to this side of the camp. The remaining soil left behind by digging the trench actually built a two-meter-high earth wall at the edge of the trench. The trench that has become deep and wide enough is filled with iron rods more than one meter long. These iron rods were secretly brought by the orc supervisors from the quarry. They knew they would follow us and drown. When we berthed, we had already prepared these tools, these sharp iron forged from fine steel. Solder is not a rare thing in the quarry. In the long process of contact with swamp zombies, the orcs of each tribe have found some ways to deal with the zombies. For example, the orcs in the quarry are better at it. Positional warfare, digging trenches, and setting traps are all very useful against ordinary zombies.

Kurtz told me that it was only through chatting with the leader of the orc supervisors that he realized that what the orcs in the quarry really feared and feared were not the waves of ordinary zombies, nor the infinitely powerful corpse king with steel and iron bones. , but those death scythes wandering around in the dark night.

After waiting quietly for most of the night, there was no movement in the entire camp. Even the shadows of the death scythes that could lurk in the dark night did not appear. This kind of waiting was extremely long.

Kurtz and I climbed behind the earth wall and looked out. On the grass outside the trench, a bonfire scroll was placed every ten meters away. Under the night wind, the magic fire was blown bright and dark. After waiting for long enough, the tense spirit began to relax slowly. Sister Guoguo and her team of storm chasers have not come back so late. I don’t know what they met outside, but I guess there is something. Viru and Jambach are here, and they can deal with all kinds of critical situations.

I was placing the silver-plated shotgun on the earthen wall, stretched out my hand to rub my sore and stiff shoulders, and suddenly felt that there was another inexplicable fluctuation in the magic power all over my body. It felt like it was in the air. The magic elements slowly became very viscous, and those magic elements floating in the air were gradually pulled out of the air like threads, and flowed to a certain point in the night.

After the last experience, the pain from that huge bone sickle penetrated my body, causing my body to react quickly at this moment. My whole body became stiff due to tension, and the muscles all over my body were tense. , cold sweat broke out on my forehead all of a sudden, Kurtz was beside me, he felt my presence, and cast a searching look at me.

I looked at him in fear, and he immediately understood that I sensed danger. My eyes looked in a certain direction in the night. Kurtz grabbed the alloy bow with his hand, and took out the quiver of arrows very discreetly with his other hand. An arrow wrapped with a frost scroll pointed there in the distance.

It was a very strange change. The black night was suddenly opened by a pale bone sickle, and a white-bone ghost wrapped in a black and gray tattered cloak came out of it. The crystal-clear white-bone skull There were two balls of blue soul fire in the eye sockets, and it was a little lost at this moment. The skull under its conical hat seemed to be attracted by something, and it quickly looked towards me.

At this moment, I figured out why these death scythes were so elusive, making me trace their whereabouts, because it had broken through the shackles of space and could perform skills like "teleportation" at short distances. It is said that the death scythe is the nemesis of magicians. Its body is naturally a magic pattern array that absorbs magic power. It can automatically absorb magical elements around the body. I also discovered this death scythe because I keenly noticed the unusual magic fluctuations at that point in the night. Just when it waved the giant bone sickle in its right hand and prepared to pounce on me, it was already too late.

The frost arrows that Kurz had already prepared shot out of the string, and then three more wind wolf fang arrows were transformed into his hands like magic. After only a slight pause, the three wolf fang arrows were shot out in succession. I also raised the silver-plated shotgun and triggered the triggering device. The copper pea followed the three wind fang arrows and shot towards the death scythe.

All this happened within two seconds. The death scythe didn't even understand why it was hiding in the night. It just jumped out of the time and space door with a magic arrow of ice attribute inserted in its chest. At this time, it was covered with blood. There was a thick layer of white frost, and in an instant, three sharp bone arrows pierced the weak sternum.

The three bone arrows penetrated the chest easily, and the sharp edges of the arrows scraped against its pale white ribs. The fragile ribs covered with frost were immediately shattered by the wind wolf fang arrows. The soul fire in the Death Scythe's eyes shone brightly, and it dragged its broken body towards me like crazy. With such a wind-like speed, I couldn't react for a while and had no time to make evasive movements.

The copper pea exploded on the face of the Death Scythe, and the bursting magic flames actually made the soul fire in the Death Scythe's eye sockets flicker continuously, and its rapid momentum paused for a moment, but even so, its giant bone sickle had already cut down my head, and I could even feel the cool breeze on my head.

I recited the spell ridiculously. I have never felt that the "magic cloak" was so cumbersome and lengthy as I did now. I think I should be too late. The bone sickle has reached the top of my head, but the spell has just been recited halfway. Even with the advanced "self-healing" talent, there is no way to revive the beheaded person! I thought.

"Crack!" The sound of bones shattering sounded against my eardrums, and it was so crisp.

The black stick shadow was like a stick curtain, which actually hit the skull of the death sickle directly. Under the shadow of the stick, the broken skull looked like a blooming white lily in the air. The blue soul fire in the eye socket was smashed by the iron stick, and turned into a trace of blue stamens in the flying bone fragments, dissipating in the air.

The hard shell of an egg-sized gray ** core was actually broken into two halves under the iron stick. A walnut-sized white ** crystal flew more than ten meters away, emitting white light in the dark night, like a fluorescent stone, and fell into the grass of the camp.

Kuz's hand was just pushed on me after this moment, and it was too late to retract, pushing my small body out. In the mid-air falling to the left, the magic spell I was twisting was said to be completed. At this moment, I turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared in the night.

The "magic cloak" did not work at all.

Looking at the white broken bones scattered on the grass behind the earth wall, the white skull had been smashed into countless pieces by the iron rod of the maid Asakusa, and even the soul fire was dispersed. It was hard to imagine that the stick full of explosive breath was performed by the taciturn Asakusa.

The maid Asakusa had put away the black iron rod in her hand, and her flushed face was difficult to calm down for a while. She sat back to her original position as if nothing had happened. Seeing Kuz's dull eyes looking at her, she actually lowered her head and put the iron rod aside. She looked at Kuz with bright eyes, as if to say: Shouldn't you praise me at this time?

I emerged from the shadows of the darkness and was about to express some gratitude to Asakusa, but at this moment I felt the fluctuation of magic power further to the left. I quickly pointed in that direction, not caring what was in the darkness, and shouted directly: "Az, over there!"

The beastwoman warriors around were attracted by the sound and my shouting. At this time, Kuz shot an arrow into the darkness without hesitation. This time, because I discovered it earlier, after Kuz shot the magic arrow, a giant bone sickle just appeared in the darkness. A pale skull hidden in a black cone cap just poked its head out of the crack of time and space, and was blown into an ice sculpture by the frost magic arrow shot out of thin air.

The opening and closing of the space-time crack was just a matter of a moment. Most of the body of the Death Scythe was still in the crack. At that time, the opening of the space-time crack had already closed, leaving only a round white bone skull covered with frost and a giant bone sickle falling on the ground. The soul fire of the Death Scythe kept flickering. Geerle, who was standing by, took the magic antelope horn short spear and rushed over in two steps. He directly nailed the white bone skull rolling on the ground to the grass with the short spear. The two soul fires in the skull's eye sockets were extinguished instantly.

I didn't expect the Death Scythe to be so fragile. It was not as scary as the rumors said!

"Jia, how do you know where the Death Scythe came from?" Geerle raised his hand and pulled the short spear out of the ground. A magic core rolled out of the broken skull.

The whole camp was like a pot of boiling water at this time. The beastwoman warriors ambushed behind the earth wall were in chaos. Under the reflection of the fire in the camp, several Death Scythes appeared and disappeared in the camp. As long as they appeared, they would definitely cut off a fresh life. The beast girls warriors who had finally built up their courage to fight, in such a chaotic situation, their mental defenses completely collapsed. People kept standing up from behind the earth wall and running around the camp like crazy, as if they thought they could avoid the death sickle's attack. However, they didn't expect that the chaotic situation would give the death sickle more opportunities. They held up the bone sickle in the chaos, chasing after the beast girls, and used their absolute speed advantage to attack and kill them again and again.

"Don't run around!" Kuz shouted to the beast girls of the tribe: "Form a defensive formation! Form a formation! Form a formation!"

Kuz was already rushing to the most chaotic place with red eyes, and the maid Asakusa followed closely behind him with a black iron stick. Kuz's feather arrow missed for the first time. The death sickle drilled into the crack of time and space before the arrow entered, and the wind wolf tooth arrow also flew into the crack of time and space and disappeared completely.

However, after Kuz's shouting, the panicked beast girl warriors finally came to their senses and hurriedly gathered together, back to back with spears in both hands. Everyone's face looked very terrified. In their panic, they saw Kuz running in the crowd, and their emotions calmed down a little.

Gerile looked at the chaotic camp with a pale face. She once told me that the reason why the Laitu tribe left their homeland and left the drowning lake was because there was no way to resist these undead killers. And now this scene is still going on. I turned around and saw the orc supervisors crawling out of the underground tunnel not far away. They were more skillful in holding an iron drill in each hand. Dozens of people surrounded them. In the circle, everyone faced outwards, nervously staring diagonally above their heads to defend against the sneak attack of the death scythe.

At this time, the campfire scrolls in the outermost circle of the camp were extinguished one by one, and the tide of corpses coming from the darkness had already revealed their vague outlines in the dim night. I finally realized that the most dangerous moment had finally arrived.

Another miserable cry was heard not far away. A female beast warrior looked desperately at the short spear that was cut off in her hand. She lowered her head and looked at a wound that was more than a foot long on her chest. There was bright red blood mixed with scattered pieces. The organs flowed on the grass, and the breath of a soul was sucked into the mouth by the death scythe.

I suddenly saw a figure moving little by little from the shadow of the slope next to it. Her body was crawling and getting closer to the death scythe that was sucking the soul of the beast girl warrior. The beast girls around were cowering in fear. , and that slender figure is dying The moment the Death Scythe opened the rift in time and space with its bone scythe, she pounced on it like a wind wolf. Just when the Death Scythe was about to get into the crack, her hand suddenly grabbed the Death Scythe's black cloak and pulled it away. A death scythe was pulled out of the crack and fell to the ground.

The soul fire in the empty eye sockets of the death scythe suddenly burned brightly, showing that it was extremely angry. The bone-white arms had broken free from the body of the beast girl. In the chaos, I saw the resolute side face of the beast girl. My son, she was the one personally selected by the old orc Gribaschin at the foot of Night Wolf Cliff. I remembered that recently she has been helping the maid Asakusa manage the orcs in the tribe. She is a very smart and talented person. A beastly girl with ability and courage.

But after all, ordinary beast girls are not as powerful as first-level monsters. Although Death Scythe is an undead monster that is good at speed, it is definitely stronger than ordinary beast girls. She shouted to all around: "Come here and kill it!"

At this time, the first person to react was Gerile. She jumped and ran like a little deer. Her nimble body had a unique rhythm. She had already held the short spear with the horns of the devil antelope in her hand while running. , and Gerile ran faster and faster. Just when her speed reached its peak, she suddenly jumped into the air, reaching a height of seven or eight meters. The moment she stopped at the highest point, she raised the short spear in her hand. Above the head, it was like a white lightning pointing downwards.

With a crisp sound of "Crack", the sharp devil antelope horns pierced the death scythe's skull, and most of the short spear was inserted into the ground. The soul fire of the struggling death scythe turned into a few strands of green hair and dissipated under the short spear. . At this time, the bone sickle in Death Scythe's hand had already hung above the head of the beast girl. If Gerile had not been rescued in time, I am afraid that the beast girl would have lost her head by now.

I held the silver-plated shotgun, and it was like putting a green orange in my mouth.

In the distant camp, Kurtz's magic arrow exploded again. The harsh sound caused by forcibly condensing frost in the air indicated that Kurtz had hit another death scythe with a frost magic arrow. I quickly He ran towards Kuz in large strides.