The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Carl was the same, not to mention Candice and Ivan. Dole felt intense energy and mental fluctuations emanating from the equipment on their bodies, boosting their strength by at least a third.

"Rich people," Dole muttered inwardly, then stopped paying attention to the three of them and focused his gaze on the mouth of the valley.

About a minute later, a group of wind lions rushed out of the valley towards the entrance. The leading wind lion was quite large, comparable to a small elephant, but its massive size did not affect its speed. It leaped through the mountains as if it were a breeze, completely disproportionate to its size. Streams of wind swirled around its body, making it look like a whirlwind. This was a wind lion, a wind lion that manipulated the wind.

This was a level three wind lion. Behind it, several level two wind lions followed closely, rushing towards the valley. Level one wind lions were further behind. Soon, a wind lion pack of about two hundred appeared in everyone's eyes.

Carle looked at the leading wind lion in front of him, tightened the broadsword in his right hand, and wore a delicate small round shield on his left arm.

The wind lion's speed was extremely fast, and it soon reached a point not far from Carle.

At this moment, Carle quickly rushed out of the valley entrance, and the fighting spirit on his body instantly rose, forming a layer of white energy, enveloping his whole body. At the same time, on the broadsword, the fighting spirit turned into a white flame, wrapping the sword body and extending beyond five meters.

The intense energy fluctuations caused the leading lion to instantly shift its gaze, turn in the sky, and pounce fiercely at Carle, its bloody mouth wide open, and streams of mysterious wind gathering in its mouth.

Carle roared angrily, "Warriors, step forward! Everyone, brace for impact!"

He took the lead and charged up.

The lion was still in mid-air, and with a spit, several cyan wind blades rained down, covering Carle's entire body.

Carle stood firm at this time, firmly on the ground. The broadsword spun around him, instantly pulling out a trail of afterimages, shattering all the wind blades. Then, he stomped his foot and collided head-on with the pouncing lion. The light flame on the powerful broadsword rose again, turning into a five-meter-high light flame sword, slashing straight down on the lion's head.

The lion was unwilling to be outdone, and the cyan airflow on its claws also rose up, swinging fiercely from left and right.

Boom.

The two instantly collided, the sword energy and light flame shattered, turning into streams of energy scattering in all directions, and the lion's cyan airflow was also shattered.

The powerful forces collided, and the man and the lion each flipped to the other side, actually resulting in a tie.

At this time, from behind the wind lion, a second-level wind lion bypassed and pounced towards the valley entrance.

"Brace for impact!"

"Warriors, prepare! Archers, hide and attack when the opportunity arises!"

From both sides of the valley, dozens of warriors rushed out and engaged in close combat.

The wind lions were too fast. After becoming magical beasts, they had wind flow enhancement on their bodies. Ordinary archers were useless at all. This was the fundamental reason why they were allowed to enter and fight. As long as the warriors entangled the magical beasts, the ordinary wind lions could be dealt with by the archers. After they finished dealing with the ordinary wind lions, they would then use armor-piercing arrows to deal with the magical beast-level wind lions, which would be much stronger.

The premise was that Carle and the other warriors could withstand the first wave of the wind lions' attack.

They withstood it.

The archers behind were overjoyed and drew their bows one after another, opening their large bows.

"Shoot."

As the wind lion pack approached, the archers drew their bows and shot forward.

Arrows rained down, shooting into the valley entrance and into the lion pack. Immediately, a group of lions fell to the ground. Then, the second wave and the third wave of arrows rained down. The valley entrance was littered with the corpses of wind lions. Some level one wind lions were slightly faster, but they could not withstand the barrage of arrows.

This was the power of a scaled archer unit.

Seeing this, Dole felt a chill. If someone used a group of archers to deal with him, what should he do?

He thought for a long time and found that there was no solution at all, unless he reached level two, unless the time, place, and people were right, plus other means, otherwise there was only one word: escape.

The number of wind lions in the pack was not large. One wave of attacks directly left hundreds of corpses behind. The wind lion pack was firmly blocked at the entrance of the valley.

In the center of the battlefield, Carle, Ryan, Cophibus, and others had already entered a white-hot battle. The second-level wind lions were extremely fast, and this was their home field. Except for a few powerful individuals who had already killed their opponents, the others were all in a bitter battle.

Especially Carle, who was fighting the Lion King. The man and the lion fought inextricably.

However, as the ordinary wind lions and level one wind lions fell one after another, the Lion King roared a few times, and the energy on its body increased again, as if turning into a whirlwind storm, crashing into Carle.

Carle's strength was also extremely strong, and his equipment was also very luxurious. Although the Lion King was particularly powerful, it could not cross Carle's defense line.

He firmly blocked the Lion King in the innermost position.

At this moment, a command came from the valley entrance, "All archers with armor-piercing arrows, support! Move forward quickly."

...

The battlefield ended in three minutes. Very quickly, the Lion King led a group of remnants, and soon retreated unwillingly into the valley.

Faced with a large caravan with more than six hundred guards, their lion pack was useless at all, just a waste of life.

Carle gasped for breath and ordered people to clean up the battlefield. The focus was on the wind lions that had entered the magical beast realm. Their magical cores must be dug out.

The corpses were quickly piled up at the entrance of the valley, then loaded onto carts. These corpses were also very important resources.

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When Carle walked out of the valley entrance, Dole saw that there were many cracks in the armor on his body, and the outer armor showed scars. The magic patterns were broken, and the magic circle was invalid. Just one battle, and this armor was almost on the verge of collapse.

Magical beasts were born stronger than humans. If it weren't for the equipment making up for this gap, it was estimated that Carle, the chief manager, would not have been able to walk out today.

Dole and the others had not taken action at all. At this time, they were standing at the entrance of the valley, paying their respects to the chief manager with their eyes.

Collecting corpses, recovering arrows, everything was completed within half an hour. Soon, the caravan disappeared along the official road at the entrance of Wind Lion Valley.

...

Large caravans have the advantage of large caravans, but of course, they also have their disadvantages.

The advantage is that there are many people and great strength. The number of organized people crushes everything under the overwhelming force.

Along the way in the mountains, Dole witnessed the power of scaled combat. That was not the same level as single combat at all.

For the next three days, the two of them worked overtime to refine armor-piercing arrows, and during the day these armor-piercing arrows would be used up. Along the way, corpses were everywhere.

Some arrows could be picked up, some could not be picked up, and when they walked out of the Cameron Mountains, the entire caravan was covered with fur.

The caravan lost about twenty-three people. They were forever left behind in the vast mountains behind them.

When they walked out of the mountains and saw the vast world outside, everyone cheered. They waved their weapons, threw away the hats on their heads, and roared excitedly on the ground.

These five days were too oppressive. Every moment they were facing all kinds of dangers, and now they were finally free.

In front of the caravan, Carle rode on a majestic horse, his face slightly haggard, but his spirit was very excited. He finally came out, and with almost no losses.

After crossing the Cameron Mountains, they entered the Pamir Wasteland.

The Pamir Wasteland belongs to the last province of the Northern Kingdom, Constantine Province, bordering the Eternal Forest and the Glory Empire.