Gradually, the kobolds began to hesitate, and the Dogman Shaman was very anxious when it saw this. It waved its magic staff and shouted, "Charge! Charge! Hurry up and charge!"
"Take down those humans! Our kobold Holy Land must not be discovered by them!" ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveI~Fire
Now is the mont! Estelle noticed that due to the Dogman Shaman's nonsensical commands, the formation of the kobolds protecting it had beco disorganized. The Half-Elf imdiately drew one of the few remaining feathered arrows from the quiver and aid it at the Dogman Shaman: "Laine, cover ."
"Alright!" Laine instantly ran his hand over the warhamr, and the golden lightning replaced the previous flas. The constantly flickering lightning forced the kobolds to instinctively close their eyes. The kobolds are a kind of species that dislike bright light; when they see it, they instinctively avoid it.
But this doesn't an they are afraid of light; they just don't like it.
"No retreat! No retreat!" the Dogman Shaman shrieked. It imdiately signaled the strong kobolds guarding it to supervise the battle: "No retreating! Anyone who retreats will be killed!"
Just as it said half of that, an arriving feathered arrow struck the Dogman Shaman's throat. The Dogman Shaman opened its mouth wide and staggered back a few steps before it perished.
"The leader is dead!"
"The leader was killed by the Sharp Ears!"
Almost imdiately, the previously swarming kobold army disbanded on its own. Without command, these ignorant and evil creatures completely lost their organization. They left a ground full of corpses and disappeared into the depths of the mine.
"Finally over." Laine lowered the warhamr, looked at the devastated mine, and breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought we would have to kill all the kobolds."
Laine, being a Legendary Middle-tier and also a Genetic Primarch, was an unbeatable presence against these kobolds. His body's strength was sufficient to ensure that he wouldn't be hard by the kobolds' inferior weaponry. The powerful Holy Grail Engraving and Extraordinary Physique ensured that he would barely tire from such low-intensity battles, so as long as he took advantage of this favorable terrain, he couldn't lose.
But this battle was aningless and a waste of ti.
"Laine... Mr. Weasley's hurt badly; he's poisoned." Estelle panted heavily. Unlike Alfred, who remained energetic, the Half-Elf was never known for physical endurance.
"How bad?" Laine imdiately turned back to check Weasley's injuries. He found that the board mber from the comrce association was indeed seriously injured, with many wounds, and under the circumstances of poisoning, the board mber's breath was already weak.
Alfred chanted a Holy Light Skill to temporarily stabilize his injuries, but Holy Light Skill, this Divine Art, is always just a temporary redy; it can stop bleeding but cannot heal wounds. Alfred, the paladin, imdiately said: "Mr. Weasley must receive treatnt imdiately, or his leg might have to be amputated."
"No, I don't want amputation!" Weasley howled in anguish. The middle-aged man didn't want to lose his leg: "Please, gentlen, get out of here; I will repay you. I beg you!"
The Paladin and Half-Elf both didn't want to leave soone to die, and Laine also felt the necessity to save this board mber of the Luigi Comrce Association, so he said: "How about this, Alfred, Estelle, you both escort Mr. Weasley back to the surface first."
"What about you?"
"I will finish exploring this mine, then return to the surface."
"Be careful yourself." Given the life-and-death situation, neither Alfred nor Estelle had objections. After experiencing a bloody battle, the chances of Laine encountering strong enemies again were greatly reduced, and they also had confidence in Laine's strength.
The Paladin and the Half-Elf left with the severely wounded Weasley.
Laine continued to advance. He had actually already guessed what the so-called kobold Holy Land was about.
Following the direction from which the kobolds appeared, he advanced for more than ten minutes. During this ti, he heard more whispers.
"All things originate from and are destroyed by ."
"The war of heaven was the beginning of everything."
"The so-called resistance is futile. The predators of Subspace will one day return, and victory is but an illusion of survival for the species."
As Laine followed the source of the voices and carved through a thick stone wall with the Goddess of Revenge, a tall, golden silhouette was already standing inside, waiting.
"Your speed is much faster than I expected, Laine."
"Your arrival is also faster than I imagined, Father."
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