Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 740: Memila’s daily battle
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In the courtyard, the three-headed low-level attendant-level gray dwarf surrounds Memira in the shape of a character, holding short swords. They clearly occupy the advantage in number, but they are shivering all the time, and bright red blood is flowing on the ground. , There are them, and there are Memila.
"Clang! Boom!" The sound of metal collisions often sounded.
"Pay attention to the hem, don't let the enemy find a gap."
"Raise your feet! Lift your feet! Didn't you find that the number of demihuman attacks is not on your thighs, but on your calves and feet."
"Flashing right! What did you do!"
"Don't worry about the wound on your left shoulder anymore. If you don't solve the battle quickly, your lungs will be pierced!"
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This is the scene when Locke is training Memira to fight.
Locke, who has always pursued actual combat, also focuses on actual combat in teaching his apprentices.
One small battle for three days and one big battle for five days. There were a lot of demi slaves purchased in the Roxula field. He didn't want these low-level demihumans to waste their food, so he gave Memira Created such a life and death fight.
In battle, Locke will never take action unless Memira is fatal.
In only two months, Memira’s bones were broken, and the lungs and chest cavity were pierced how many times. If it weren’t for a ready-made second-level magician living in the house, and Rockwind’s gentle grudge for her The support was restored, and Memira had already fallen in battle.
The heavy full-body steel armor on his body was almost scrapped, and there were obvious scars everywhere, including stabbing marks, chopping marks, and more tearing marks.
Although demihumans also use weapons, their most powerful means are actually their claws.
A low-level servant-level demihuman who can tear steel plates with full power.
Memila wants to defend against this level of attack, her armor alone is not enough, she must also be assisted with eagle fighting spirit.
A blood stain appeared on Memira's pretty face. This was the scar left by the gray dwarf on his left with his paw just now.
The blood with a strong fishy smell slipped from Qiao's face, and finally fell to the corners of Memira's mouth, and a faint sour tingling appeared in Memira's sensory system.
This is a dark attribute attack method that some low-level servant-level gray dwarves understand. They can attach a certain elemental concentration of dark energy to their claws, causing damage to the opponent, but also slightly paralyzing the enemy.
"No, it must be done quickly!" Under the armor, Memira's eyes gradually became serious.
If she drags on like this, even if she can kill the three powerful enemies in front of her, she will fall into a coma or even dying due to the multiple heavy injuries on her body and the corrosive effects of dark energy.
This is not the ending that her master, Locke, who has been monitoring the battle next to him, wants to see.
Memira didn't want to disappoint her master.
I gripped the long sword in his hand tighter and tighter, and a wisp of eagle's anger was transferred to the left arm by Memela, not only to relieve the pain in the shoulder, but also to increase his strength. Memira is left-handed.
The long sword in his hand has become worn out after countless battles, and many small cracks have even been produced on the sword, but it is undeniable that this long sword is still sharp and still has the ability to cut the enemy’s neck. ability.
"Drink!" Under the armor, Memira screamed, and while mobilizing the eagle's grudge, she rushed to the gray dwarf on her right with lightning speed.
The most basic and most notable feature of wind attribute vindictiveness is speed.
It seems that Memira has realized a hint of the profound meaning of wind-based knight fighting.
The gray dwarf on the right is the most injured of the three gray dwarves surrounding her. Almost the entire right arm was taken off by Mamila. Now he just slumped his left arm and took With a rusty dagger, he tried to resist Memira's offensive in fear.
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After half an hour, the battle finally ended.
The last and strongest gray dwarf's carotid artery was cut off, and before she could examine her own results, Memila fainted on the ground.
At the moment before the coma, Memela felt a faint melancholy, disappointed the master again.
Looking at the tragic ending of the battle in the courtyard, Locke sighed, jumped to the center of the battlefield, first picked up Mamilla, and sent it to the stone chair aside, a blue potion rippling with rich vitality and vitality After feeding, the wounds on Memira's body slowly recovered under the action of the medicine.
Close to Memira’s chest, the gentle wind attributed vindictive energy was transported by Locke through Memira’s heart vein. The same is the wind attribute energy. The strength of the vindictive energy of Locke’s knights is stronger than that of Memela. Dozens of grades.
Locke's vindictive energy is transported into Memila's body and flows throughout her meridians. It not only speeds up the absorption of medicines by Memila's body, but also takes the opportunity to broaden Memira's meridians, which benefits her endlessly.
Don't look at Locke's very cold-blooded fighting against the low-level demihumans every day, but in fact he still cares about his big apprentice.
Memila, in a comatose state, feels her body is gradually becoming warmer. She has just passed through the hellish battle, and now she seems to be in heaven again. Under the influence of her body's instinct, she can't help but let out a scream. .
The girl’s Jiao Chuan made Locke's face blush. This guy is sixty years old this year, and he still hasn’t changed his nature. Fortunately, he hasn’t been shameless enough to attack his apprentice, but In the dead of night, Locke couldn't help but miss the women who stayed in the three western islands.
Memira's body is undergoing benign restoration. After resting her on a stone bench, Locke began to clean up the mess in the courtyard.
Asha is not a hobbyist, but she is also a female magician. She can't tolerate the smell of blood in her residence all year round, let alone sometimes see some biological internal organs and organs left in the garden.
After being reprimanded a few times, Locke took over as the house cleaner.
Memila was too tired after the battle, and she was also responsible for the breakfast, lunch and dinner of the three people, so Locke couldn't trouble anyone with the cleaning.
A dignified second-level knight who has to sweep the floor, if it is passed back to the Prince's Mansion of the three western islands, the gang will have to be surprised.
"Huh? This guy is not dead yet?!" Locke looked at the low-level gray dwarf lying on the ground, whose carotid arteries had been cut off by Memela, surprised.
Half of the dense plasma on the ground was contributed by this gray dwarf. This is not dead. I am afraid that it cannot be attributed to the rough skin and thick flesh of the gray dwarf.
"It also seems to be the little guy who understands dark energy. Don't hesitate to save it, because the house just lacks a sweeper." Looking at the gray dwarf slave who only breathed, Locke murmured .