Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard Chapter 28: Ancient tombs of kings (5)

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"Go to die! Go to die! Go to die!" Mark desperately picked up the warhammer and hit the gargoyle continuously, smashing half of its body into pieces and falling to the ground.

The gargoyle couldn't hold on anymore, it flapped its wings a few times and fell to the ground. Mark raised the warhammer high and smashed it down, smashing the head of the gargoyle to pieces. Mark showed no mercy. He turned the grief and anger of losing his companion into infinite power, and smashed the gargoyle into pieces.

"Punch, punch." The sound of flapping wings came again, and the other three gargoyles came to "live". They seemed to have seen the fate of their companions, and knew that their opponents possessed the power to destroy themselves, so they swiftly Moving in the stone room, he flew towards Mark from three directions.

Bury gave an order loudly: "Mark, go up and buy time. Dennis, protect..." Before he could finish his words, he saw a hot ball of fire whizzing towards the front. The gargoyle.

"Boom!" The huge cave suddenly swelled with the sound of a fireball exploding. Before the scattered fire was extinguished, more than ten purple magic missiles were like meteor showers, marking one after another in the cave and hitting them. The other two gargoyles.

"Ah..." What Bury wanted to say below was suppressed by the scene in front of him. It was his mercenary career for many years, but this was still the first time he encountered this scene. Bury's mouth grew wider and he didn't know what to say.

"This..." Daphne and Tedion, who heard the sound of the fireball exploding into the cave, witnessed this spectacular scene with their own eyes. Daphne's face was full of unbelievable expressions, while Tedyn was full of expressions. Excited, he quietly reached into his arms and stroked the magic scroll that Ryan gave him that night, with unspeakable envy in his heart.

The flames of the explosion disappeared, and the huge cave returned to its original calm, but in the hearts of Bury and others, the heart was still surging and fluctuating. A pile of blasted rocks in front of them, and two gargoyles shattered by magic lying quietly on the ground, the ruby ​​eyes that should have been shining red are dim, seeming to tell them, All these are the masterpieces of this unbelievable young magician in front of him.

Daphne’s chest kept rising and falling. She saw the gargoyle lying on the ground and thought of her lover. The grief and anger made Daphne lose her mind. She shouted, grabbed the warhammer in Mark’s hand, and directed The gargoyle rushed forward.

"Go to hell!" Daphne yelled: "Never come back!" With Daphne's figure and strength, it is indeed difficult to use a weapon like a warhammer, but Daphne is in a mood of grief and anger. Did not feel the weight of the warhammer, but raised it high and smashed it down fiercely.

Hand up, hammer down. This hapless gargoyle was suddenly smashed to both ends, but Daphne was still puzzled. She raised the hammer again and fell heavily...

Bury stopped Mark and Tedyn, and said in a low voice: "Let her vent." The two nodded silently, Mark raised the torch and walked aside, while Tedyn was watching Daphne was crazy, with a trace of sympathy in her eyes.

Bury turned and walked towards Ryan. The little magician in front of him was by no means as simple as a magic apprentice. The well-informed Bury had the heart to get closer to Ryan.

At the same time, Daphne, who had already smashed the gargoyle in front of her to pieces, picked up the warhammer and ran towards the other one, but at the moment she raised the warhammer, this one was originally lying on the ground. The gargoyle moved suddenly, with red light shining in its eyes, and pounced on Daphne, who was closest to it.

Bury only saw Ryan in front of him suddenly raised his finger, and two purple magic missiles flew out one after another. At the moment of the flashlight, Bury didn’t know what Ryan meant. He just subconsciously placed his gaze on the magic missile, watching the missile get closer and closer to him, getting closer...

When these two magic missiles were about to hit him, Bury suddenly heard Tedyn’s exclamation in his ears, and a thought came into his heart: "Could it be that Daphne she..."

"Whoo!" The purple missile flew past Bury's ear, and Bury's sight followed the missile. Daphne raised the warhammer in her hands high, and that one was supposed to be lying. The gargoyle on the ground had already rushed in front of her.

Bury raised his arm. The bow and arrow in his hand had already been wound. Many years of mercenary career made Bury no longer need to spend time aiming. He just loosened his fingers. The bowstring rang, and a sharp feather arrow shot out, following Ryan's purple magic missile and flew past.

"Push!" Ryan’s two magic missiles hit the two claws of the gargoyle, smashing them to pieces, and Bury’s feather arrows hit the throat of the gargoyle, and Then he was bombed off. Another magic missile flew up and hit one of the eyes of the gargoyle, and the shining ruby ​​was suddenly torn apart.

"Puff." The gargoyle fell to the ground again, this time it didn't move anymore.

Daphne's hand softened, and could no longer hold the warhammer held high. The heavy warhammer fell behind Daphne and made a "Bang." voice.

Bury turned his head and looked, and saw that Tedyn was holding half of the released magic scroll. It turned out that the third magic missile was released by Tedyn tore the scroll that Ryan had given him. But at this moment, Teddyne had no more care about this. He threw half of the scroll in his hand on the ground, ran to Daphne quickly, hugged Daphne who had fallen softly, and then gently put it down. On the ground.

"How are you?"

"Terdain, only a little bit..." Daphne said with some fear: "I was only a little bit close, so I went to see Angus."

"It's okay now, you're safe." With that, Tedyn kicked the gargoyle that nearly killed Daphne, who was motionless, apparently dead.

"Thank you."

"I, oh no." Teddyen took off the water sac around his waist and handed it to Daphne: "This scroll was given to me by the Magician of Lane."

"Push." ​​Daphne heard these words and squirted out a sip of water she drank: "That little magician?"

"Yes, he is so amazing, he can make magic scrolls by himself." A look of worship appeared in Tedyn's eyes: "You know, sister Daphne. As long as very powerful magicians can do this. "

Daphne was silent.