The raging fire burned fiercely. The pale green gas released a large amount of pungent odor when burning. The huge heat from the large - area burning flames made the mist released by Horn become thinner!
Previously, Horn's fireballs and large fireballs had already made the mist a bit lighter. Now, once the flames of this monster appeared, the mist created by a mere second - ring spell could no longer hold up and dissipated.
This mist could no longer serve as Horn's barrier!
The great fire that was enough to disperse the mist didn't cause the beetle any harm. Instead, it made the beetle even more irritable!
The old man sat on the beetle's back, watching the battle with great interest, observing Horn's desperate struggle.
He never launched a direct attack on Horn. For him, this was just a trivial form of entertainment before enjoying the great harvest brought by Annie!
That's right. For the old man, Horn was just a prop for entertainment!
Horn wasn't even worth the old man's serious effort. He had many ways to kill Horn instantly, but he just wanted to watch Horn suffer in pain!
Pain was the best gift for the great insect god!
The giant beetle stared hatefully at the stupid human who had injured it and roared as it charged towards Horn. Horn endured the sharp pain and launched a large fireball at the beetle.
The beetle stretched out its front claws to block it. The flames exploded on the beetle's front claws, spreading everywhere. But the giant beetle only paused in place for a moment and then continued to run towards Horn!
Horn took out his last staff and began to chant, but he put it down dejectedly as soon as he opened his mouth.
His magic power was almost exhausted!
Horn had never cast third - ring magic so many times in all his battles. Now he didn't have the ability to cast a spell to stop this monster.
The short twenty - meter distance was just a few steps for the giant beetle. In the blink of an eye, the beetle was in front of Horn. Its huge, sharp and stinky mouthparts aimed at Horn's head and were about to bite down!
Horn was in critical danger!
Just at this extremely critical moment, when the beetle's huge mouthparts drooled as they aimed at Horn's head,
An oddly - shaped dark - white greatsword suddenly flew down from the sky with a whistling gale and plunged straight into the beetle's head!
The hard head that even Horn's fireballs couldn't break through was directly pierced through by this greatsword!
The sword passed through the beetle's head and deeply penetrated the ground. The huge force pressed the beetle's head close to the ground. Amid the tremors of the earth, the powerful battle qi attached to the sword stirred up billows of dust!
After the dust settled, Horn's shocked face and the old man who had been shaken off his position on the beetle's back were revealed.
The power of a single sword was so terrifying!
The beetle with the greatsword stuck in its head struggled futilely to pull the sword out of its head. Its eight sharp claws waved randomly, scratching deep grooves on the ground in front of Horn!
This kind of struggle was very weak for the beetle, but it was a disaster for Horn. His already seriously - injured body was hit by the blindly - waving claws and he was sent flying directly.
After falling to the ground, Horn suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood. If he could still struggle desperately before, now he was completely at the end of his tether.
Horn, seriously injured on the ground, lay on his back and looked up at the still - beautiful starry sky at the moment.
He adjusted his line of sight downward and saw a tall man in black scale armor standing on a huge tree that several people could hug. There was still a half - eaten red fruit in his hand!
Horn would never forget this man's face. He was the dragon slayer, Ilya!
Beside Ilya, a red - haired little girl with delicate features was also sitting on the tree trunk. She held the fruit with both hands. Her little face was covered with light - red fruit juice and her two little legs, like white radishes, swayed cheerfully. She looked very relaxed and at ease.
On the beetle's back, the old man, who had been shaken off his position, had his calm demeanor collapse the moment he saw Ilya. He shrieked angrily:
"Ilya! You're the dragon slayer Ilya! Why are you here! What could possibly attract you to this back - water place!"
The old man, who had lost his composure, had a very shrill voice, like the sound of a knife scraping on an iron plate. It gave Horn goosebumps all over!
Ilya threw the gnawed fruit core down. Whether it was on purpose or not, the fruit core hit the old man right on the head. The old man was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned completely black!
Ilya didn't care whether the old man was happy or not. He wiped the fruit juice on his hand on the tree trunk, scratched his ear and said to the old man under the tree in a flippant tone:
"If an old coot like you can come, why can't I? And who said this place is a back - water? If I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have caught you, a big fish. Your head, the insect wizard Alenk, is worth... Well, let me calculate, 180,000 gold coins!"
Little Alia, who was gnawing on the fruit beside him, rolled her eyes and said, "You big idiot, Ilya. It's 230,000 gold coins including the 50,000 - gold bounty from the Church of the God of Wealth!"
"Hahaha." Ilya laughed heartily without any embarrassment, "Well, Alenk, your head is worth 230,000 gold coins. I'm really making a fortune today!"
There were bounties on the old man from different churches. The bounties for wizards were different from those for magical beasts. One didn't have to bring the head to claim the bounty. As long as one could prove that they had killed the wizard, they could get the reward.
So for a wizard of Alenk's level, killing one meant getting bounties from multiple churches!
The Church of Ceylon didn't rank wizards because it was really hard to do so. Every wizard was a potential bomb and might cause a big event at an inconvenient time for anyone.
So even a first - ring wizard might cause a shocking event. It's just that high - level wizards were more likely to do so.
Hearing Ilya's words, the old man knew that this matter couldn't end well. He made a strange movement. After a shrill whistle,
Countless huge insects either drilled out of the soil or crawled out of thin air. Each of them had a powerful aura. There were even three giant beetles that had put Horn in trouble!
But at this moment, the magical beasts above level four weren't just the giant beetles! The most powerful one among them was a huge centipede almost as wide as the giant beetle!
As for its length, Horn couldn't estimate it at a glance!
This centipede had dark - purple scale armor. Above the scale armor on the centipede's head, there was a row of hideous human faces with different expressions!
This was a level - six magical beast, the ghost - faced centipede!
"Ilya, don't think I'm afraid of you just because you've killed a dragon. You're just a sixth - rank warrior. I'm at least a fifth - rank wizard, and my ghost - faced centipede is also a level - six magical beast. Don't push me too far. Otherwise, we'll fight to the death!"
The old man,
No!
It was the insect wizard Alenk who roared at Ilya bravely on the surface but timidly at heart.