From Debbie's ultimate move, the Big Top, to her victory in the competition in such a dazzling way, it only took a few seconds. But these few seconds were enough to leave everyone stunned. They had never known that the giant swordsman had such a move, the "Big Top", which was both offensive and defensive and extremely lethal. They all said that they had broadened their horizons today...
Stephen's tense mood relaxed. At this moment, he was truly proud of Debbie. This young girl seemed to have a real talent for fighting.
He saw that Debbie was still maintaining the posture of holding the sword and leaning forward. He knew that she must have exerted a great deal of strength to stop the attack of the huge sword just now, so he immediately prepared to walk up to the girl and support her.
But at this moment, another person had already passed by first - Bentum in red armor!
His face was as cold as ice. As he walked over, he drew the long sword at his waist.
Effia and the others were still in a state of waiting for no reason, none of them realizing what Bentam was going to do, but Stephen saw the murderous intent in Bentam's eyes.
So Stephen swung his magic wand sharply, which he had already held in his hand.
A searing wave of pale air burst forth from one end of the magic wand, ripping it apart and cutting a long, narrow groove through the grass on the ground in front of Bentam.
Basic Attack Curse [Wind Blade]
Stephen helped Efia fix the "Wind Blade" magic matrix on the long sword, and he himself had naturally mastered this spell.
Seeing the gullies that appeared on the ground in front of him, Bentam paused with a murderous look and looked at Stephen with a cold gaze.
Stephen had already quickly reached Debbie's side. With a wave of his hand, several magic scrolls were thrown out. None of them were activated. Stephen threw them at Bentam, but they didn't fall to the ground. Instead, they magically floated in the air - Stephen's wand was controlling these scrolls from a distance, making them float around Bentam.
Basic Life-oriented Curse [Breeze]
Hey, what are you doing? If you lose, you lose. Are you still going to be unreasonable? Stephen said with a hint of playfulness in his voice.
Bentam glanced at the magic scroll floating around his body and gave a cold laugh, "Magic scroll?" I heard that you defeated Kerry, the city Lord's bodyguard, with the magic scroll. What? Do you think this move works for me too?
"Bang!"
Hardly had he finished speaking when the magic scroll floating on one side of his face was activated. Fierce flames burst out from the scroll, with flames flying everywhere, like a huge wave sweeping towards Bentam.
Bentem was clearly not the useless Kary. The moment the scroll was activated, he had already felt the energy inside being stirred. On one side of his body, he deftly performed a backflip and evaded the flames.
But a few hairs on one side of his head were scorched by flames, giving off a foul burnt smell.
This completely ignited the anger in Bentham's heart.
"You're looking for death!"
He let out a loud cry, raised the long sword in his hand high, and was ready to launch a fierce attack on Stephen.
Then, with a "tear", a lightning magic scroll was activated above Bentam's body.
It was as if a huge thunderbolt suddenly rang out in the clear sky!
And beneath the huge thunder, Bentum was holding his long sword high...
That long sword is definitely the most competent lightning rod at this time.
Then, streaks of lightning, like estrus insects and beasts, shot down from Bentam's long sword at such a fast speed that Nate didn't react at all. In the next moment, Bentam's still flowing long hair burst into flames, and his face turned a little charred.
Seeing this scene, Stephen immediately laughed. Pretending to be cool was struck by lightning...
However, Bentham was a fourth-order swordsman with a strong body. Although Stephen's magic scrolls were all fourfold scrolls that he had modified, this damage still couldn't cause him a fatal injury. Instead, it made his heart even angrier. He grinned coldly: "Alright, it seems that you don't complain at all that you've messed up that good-guy Kerry. But I'm not Kerry. I'd rather see how many magic scrolls you have left to use!"
"A lot."
Stephen said in a sly tone. Then he pulled open the hem of the magic robe: on the inside of the robe, Stephen had sewn many small pockets. Inside those pockets were magic scrolls one by one. Roughly speaking, there were at least dozens...
Bentam: "..."
"Enough!" Efia finally came to her senses. She quickly rushed between Stephen and Bentm, gave Bentm a cold look, and said, "What do you think this is!" ?"
Bentemu's face still showed an expression of anger and indignation, but he didn't dare to bump into Efia. He knew that although Efia was just a girl of fifteen or sixteen, she was a genius swordsman, already a fifth-level swordsman. Even among the three of them, he couldn't be Efia's match, let alone this was the City Lord's Mansion.
But he was still not willing to give up in his heart. He coldly looked at Stephen Debbie and his younger brother Burton, who was sitting on the ground, crying in terror and seemingly having no strength to stand up, gritting his teeth tightly.
"Bentham, if you dare to run wild here, I guarantee you won't see the sun tomorrow." Balman had somehow reached Bentam's side. Two long and thin daggers appeared in his hand. One was placed around Bentam's neck, and the other was pointed at Bentam's thigh artery - Balman was a pair of swordsmen known for his agility.
Bentemu finally calmed down from his rage. He awkwardly pulled his long sword back to his waist, raised his hands, and gave a dry laugh, saying, "How dare I act rashly in the City Lord's Mansion? I was wrong."
Balman slowly retracted his daggers, inserted them into his waist, and then looked at Stephen, his eyes filled with admiration.
Not only Balman, but also Efia, Asol, Damon and the other swordsman all looked at Stephen with a hint of surprise. Previously, Debbie's use of an unimaginable move to kill Burton had already amazed them, and Stephen, the second-level magician, had also left them in awe. Now that they thought about it, it was not at all wrong for Carrie to be crippled by Stephen. If it were them, Even Stephen, who is facing the scroll Stream, probably won't be able to escape unscathed.
When Stephen saw that the danger had been eliminated, he waved his wand lightly. The several scrolls that had been floating in the air flew back into the inner pocket of his magic robe one after another. This scene shocked everyone again. They had surely never seen that magician use the magic of "Breeze" so skillfully...
Stephen looked at Debbie beside him: "Are you okay?"
I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. Debbie stuck the huge sword in the ground, held it with both hands, and looked into Stephen's eyes with the same surprise. She thought that her hammerhead used to hide behind her whenever something happened, but now he seemed different...
Sure, it has become better.
Debbie gave Stephen a sweet smile.
Stephen smiled and looked at Effia again, "Debbie should be able to join your adventure now, right?"
Yes, of course she can. Efia smiled and nodded. "I've never seen a giant swordsman like her before. It's my honor to have her join my adventure team."
Debbie immediately waved her little arm excitedly.
So, our adventure team consists of eight people. Little brother, let me introduce them to you. Balman went on to say.
There's no need to say anything about Asol and Damon.
Gutham, a fourth-order long swordsman, walked up to his younger brother with a dejected and vicious look on his face. He roughly pulled up the big, silly man who was still touching his tears and looked at Stephen with an indescribable coldness in his eyes.
As for the other swordsman present, his name is Bill, and he is a fourth-order long swordsman.
Because this is a private adventure, the recruitment of partners is all voluntary. Therefore, only the orcs Asol and Balman are the guards of the city Lord, while the others are all mercenaries.
The swordsman who had been wounded by Burton earlier was supported away by the servants.
Stephen counted the heads. Efia, Asol, Balman, Bentham, Bill, plus himself and Debbie, there were only seven people in total. So he asked curiously, "What about one more?"
That companion is a magician. Efia smiled and said, "But he seems to be a bit busy recently, so he didn't come today. However, he is the most talented young magician in our city of Stan. He is the son of the president of the Magician's Guild, Obert."