Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

"Charlie, stay by my side for a while. Don't stray too far. Tricia, I'll leave the task of protecting Silverbaz and the others to you. Charlie and I will just watch over here."

While gazing at the other side of the rain curtain and the depths of the forest, Elsa quickly assigned and arranged the tasks.

Finally, she said to Grace, "Grace, I'll leave the rear to you. Can you do it?"

"Hmph, a piece of cake."

Grace said reluctantly, looking away. She didn't even want to look at Elsa.

Elsa was not very worried about Grace. After all, she was a witch who was once as famous as Sophia. As an extraordinary wizard, Grace might not be comparable to Tricia, but she was at least at the same level as Ryan. Her combat strength was unquestionable. Ordinary gold medal adventurers were no match for her.

How could Grace be weak if she could come here from Helansis Butana through the northern province alone?

But Grace herself didn't think so, because the task Elsa gave her was the simplest and easiest. It was hard to imagine that Elsa would take care of her in such a place, so there was only one possibility - Elsa looked down on her.

The more Grace thought about it, the more she felt that this was exactly what that devilish nun would do. In the past two days, Elsa had always prepared some food for her and brought it to her personally, which always made her feel like something was not right. But now it was right. This was how Elsa should treat her.

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the rain in front of the caravan, and a red light shone in the rain.

Elsa looked up at the red ball of light. It was a magical glow, a danger signal agreed upon by the caravan. Upon seeing this, the other members of the caravan immediately became nervous. The coachmen and adventurers tightened the reins to stop the horses.

Red can easily make people nervous, especially red light in the dark.

"what happened?"

"It's the Pathfinder's signal—only one shot. Looks like they've spotted a monster!"

"There are monsters ahead! Be alert!"

"Collect the formation! Those behind, catch up quickly!!"

The caravan members and adventurers displayed their well-trained nature. They quickly gathered their formation as closely as possible to prevent the battle line from stretching too long and making it difficult to cover both ends. Before they could react further, Silbaz's low growl came from the front of the caravan:

"Everyone dismount! Prepare for battle!!"

Monsters are considered force majeure, but with an experienced adventurer like Silbaz leading the way, there is no need to worry about getting into trouble - this is generally the case, but this time it seems that something unexpected has occurred.

From afar, Elsa saw monsters running up and down in the forest, one, two... twenty... thirty - a whole group. It was really terrifying and strange to see monsters of this size appearing in the forest in groups.

Generally speaking, even monsters that live in groups should not appear in such dense numbers, because they will destroy the balance between monsters in the forest and bring danger to the territory. In order to avoid this situation, the lords of each area should regularly send strong men or troops to patrol.

But what is happening now?

Elsa looked at Tricia, and Tricia looked at Elsa - obviously, they both felt something unusual at the same time, but this could also be a coincidence, and they were just being cautious.

"It's 'Mountain Trolls'! There are... at least ten of them... No, there must be more!!"

In fact, there are more than this number, and it is difficult to see how many there are in the dark.

"Get off your horse! Get ready to fight!"

Someone shouted, and waves of dense footsteps gradually emerged from the sound of the dripping rain. Encountering such a large number of monsters at night forced everyone in the adventure group to be extremely alert.

Mountain golem is just a more general term. Many kinds of monsters can be called "mountain golems", and the monsters that appear in the forest now are a kind of monster that is a hybrid of an ape and a goblin. Some of them are two meters tall, and some are about the same size as an adult. They have long hair, fat ears and pointed noses, and wide and protruding mouths. The rest of the body is covered with brown-green hair. They have long arms and short legs, and their upper limbs are much stronger than their lower limbs. When they run, they touch the ground with all fours, making a dull sound like a rhinoceros charging.

When the adventurers saw these monsters, their expressions became serious.

Elsa and the others also dismounted. Elsa drew her weapon from her waist, and Charlie also grasped the straight sword with both hands, ready to fight the enemy.

"These 'mountain goblins' have thick skin and immense strength. While they're not high-level monsters, they're not easy to deal with either."

Tricia said, taking off the short bow from her waist - she suddenly drew the bow, and a cold arrow flew out directly, passing through a distance of dozens of meters. Elsa saw a monster just leaping up, and the next moment a cloud of blood mist exploded from its head, and it hit the tree and fell down, without any movement.

Charlie was stunned.

"I never thought the sage could use a bow and arrow so well..."

Charlie truly admired Tricia—who in the Empire didn't grow up listening to the stories and legends of sages?

"No, I only know how to draw a bow," Tricia just smiled, shaking the arrow in her hand, and explained to Charlie, "But adding magic is different. The use of power is always the same, just a little trick."

"I see," Elsa nodded thoughtfully, serious, "I want to learn this."

At this time, Silvers and the adventurers also began to act.

"Put up the barricades quickly! Don't let these guys rush over!"

Although they are called chevaux de frise, they are not the thick and sturdy cross-shaped wooden stakes placed outside the town gate of Weilin Town. Instead, they are long iron tubes fixed together with rivets. One end of the tube is sharpened. When arranging them, only two people are needed to cooperate and place them crosswise in groups of two. It is easy to combine them into a simple iron chevaux de frise, with the sharp end pointing in the direction of the monster's attack. Precisely because it is not a completely integrated structure, it can be placed steadily on uneven ground.

For adventurers, this thing is more useful than those heavy wooden blocks. It is easier to carry and easier to deploy, and it is also more effective against monsters.

The adventurers were scrambling to set up barricades, and the magicians of the caravan had already begun chanting spells, and circles of dim light illuminated the rain curtain.

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299. How did it die? [Chapter 3]

"Archer!"

Silbaz shouted, but no one said anything more at this time, no one made a fuss, and even though they were nervous, no one shouted loudly. Silbaz's orders were everything to them. Everyone stared nervously at the dark forest. Archers and magicians were ready for the first wave of interceptions, while other adventurers quickly set up simple traps. In addition to the chevaux de frise, there were also large nets with sharp metal barbs. The adventurers spread the large nets directly in front of them, and at the same time, adventurers who could manipulate soil quickly dug a narrow pit on both sides.

With a loud bang, several magicians sent lighting magic into the sky above the forest. The people in the caravan turned their backs to the direct angle of the magic, and were able to see the ugly monsters in the forest clearly, but those monsters were dazzled in an instant.

"put!!"

Silbaz's loud shout opened the bloody curtain - archers quickly aimed at the joints and eyes of the monsters and shot arrows. Most of them did not cause effective damage, but the next wave of arrows flew out again immediately. At the same time, the mages also released their charged spells. In an instant, a large amount of magical power swept across the rain curtain. Even if the monsters were not knocked down, such an attack was enough to slow them down.

The adventurers who had previously set the traps also returned to the formation, each holding up their shields and spears, ready for battle.

The first monster that rushed out of the forest was already covered with a net with barbed wire. The barbs scratched its body, leaving bloody marks. But the more it struggled and ran, the more barbs pierced its body. The giant net wrapped it up as if it had life. Before it could break free from the net, it crashed into the barricades.

Blood exploded, and a row of spikes pierced directly through its chest. It roared in pain, and was greeted by the stabbing of several spears.

Such scenes occurred in front and behind the caravan, and several of Ebusen's guards also came out to fight with the adventurers.

But these mountain goblins were indeed astonishingly numerous, with enormous strength and tough physique. The iron hook nets that were spread were quickly torn apart one by one, and the chevaux de frise could only serve as a buffer and it was difficult to kill the mountain goblins directly. As more and more mountain goblins fell into the trench, they quickly climbed up again and roared.

All of this is just to stop their offensive and prevent them from relying on their huge bodies to break through the defense line. In short, the goal has been achieved, and the next step is hand-to-hand combat.

"Everyone, protect your horses and get on with it!"

Silverbaz yelled.

The monsters will not attack the goods. Instead, the horses are more dangerous at this time. In order to prevent the horses from being frightened and running around, they have all been cast with spells, standing quietly in place, without any reaction to the battle.

Spears and shields formed the first line of defense. Under the cover of mages and archers, the adventurers bravely counterattacked the wounded monsters.

Silbaz quickly jumped from one carriage to another. He observed the battle situation calmly and alertly, making timely adjustments, or bravely jumped into the monsters to fight and relieve the pressure on the front line.

I wonder how Miss Fasha is doing... Although these monsters are as strong as bulls, those people are all silver medals, so they shouldn't be able to break through, right?

Even with this in mind, Silvers subconsciously moved closer to Aisha.

Because he still had some concerns.

After all, Aisha was at the rear of the caravan. If that place was breached, the horses pulling the goods and the merchant Ebusen would be in danger.

He ran quickly to the rear of the caravan. Fortunately, the thing he was worried about did not happen - the monsters did not break through the defense line. However, he saw that "Fasha" seemed a little overwhelmed. After all, they were few in number. Fasha rushed into the monsters alone, and with a straight sword, she held back the monsters' attacks. She took on the responsibility of being the vanguard.

The archer whom he called an "amateur" was standing on the roof of the carriage to provide support. Silbaz found that every arrow she shot was extremely accurate, either piercing the monster's eyes or hitting vulnerable parts such as the throat and ears. Although the arrows could not kill those tenacious mountain monsters, they greatly relieved the pressure of the attack.

Grace at the back was sitting on the back of the gray deer, casting one spell after another. She seemed to know many kinds of magic, especially fire magic, which was particularly amazing. While it was incredibly powerful, her control was also very strong. Several people cooperated with each other to defend.

Occasionally, "Fasha" would miss one or two mountain monsters, and Xia Li would go straight up and kill it - her swordsmanship was smooth and clean, and it was obvious that she was an experienced swordsman.

As for the other two people, Silbaz didn't see them for a moment, but he thought they should be nearby.

After confirming the situation in the rear, Silbaz felt relieved but also a little surprised - in fact, in his opinion, the strength of these people should be ranked among the best even among the silver medal adventurers.

"As expected of a guy introduced by the Chamber of Commerce, he's really something."

At this moment, there was a clang. The sharp metallic sound was not obvious in the rain, but Silbaz still heard it.

He saw "Fasha" raise her sword to block the monster's claws, but as the monster roared angrily and swung its sharp claws, the straight sword broke in the middle - the monster's sharp claws went straight to "Fasha's" shoulder.

Silbaz's eyes widened. The weapon broke - this was an unexpected accident that he thought was impossible.

After all, as a silver medal adventurer, his weapons must be finely forged and of high quality. How could they break so easily? It is said that weapons are the second life of adventurers. No one would be willing to fail in battle because of damage to their weapons, right?

But it is obvious that "Fasha" is now facing such a dilemma - without weapons, even a silver medal adventurer would be in great danger in this situation, as the giant claws are already close to her.

"careful!"

He shouted anxiously, but the next moment, he saw an incredible scene - the monster that was waving its claws the previous second suddenly stiffened the next second, and when he looked again, its head had been separated.

As the monster's body fell, "Fasha" turned around and glanced over here vaguely, then took out a straight sword and joined the battle again.

And Silbaz was completely stunned - what just happened?

What happened to that monster? How did it die?

Before Silbaz could see anything clearly, the monster's head was chopped off.

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300. Coming against the wind

Silbaz rubbed his eyes - just at that moment, he had a very strange illusion.

It was as if his time was suddenly cut off from a certain moment. "Fasha"'s sword broke under the giant claws of the goblin, and the goblin's head was inexplicably cut off. In between, a brief blank appeared strangely, as if a piece of memory disappeared out of thin air.

The strong sense of dislocation that could not be ignored made him stunned for a moment. He stared fixedly, but no longer found any sense of incongruity.

Elsa continued to fight, holding off the attacks of several monsters by herself, showing the strength of a silver medal adventurer to the fullest.

"What's going on? An illusion? Am I in a trance?"

Silbaz looked strange.

Could it be that he was too tired from traveling all night a while ago, and had been marching in the rain for the past two days - sick? Adventurers are usually in good physical condition, but years of living in the wild often leave behind the root of illness, and occasional illness is inevitable.

Silbaz subconsciously touched his forehead, but felt nothing except the coolness of the rain.

"It must be an illusion, right?"

Silbaz still gave himself a reasonable explanation - after all, the light at night was too dim, and there was a curtain of rain, so it was possible that he was seeing things wrongly from such a distance.

All in all, it is enough to know that Fasha and the others are capable of dealing with these monsters.

Silbaz took one more look, then turned around and continued to command the adventurers' battle without thinking any more.

Soon, the fierce battle in the rainy night ended without any danger. Several adventurers were slightly injured, but most people were fine. Except for one carriage wheel that was damaged by magic, all others were intact.

The corpses of monsters piled up in front of the caravan's carriages, and the stench of blood spread in the rain.

"Hurry up! Treat the injured as soon as possible, repair what needs repairing, retrieve the barricades and hook nets as soon as possible, and pick up the magic crystals nearby - everyone else, move these bodies to the sides of the road to make room for the carriage! Hurry!"

Silbaz rode his horse back and forth to direct the caravan, and the adventurers cooperated in an orderly manner. They had a clear division of labor, tacit cooperation, and took action quickly.

The wounded used potions for quick treatment, some were repairing the carriages, some were responsible for recovering traps, some were on guard, some were carrying corpses, and a few were dedicated to digging out magic crystals from the monsters' corpses one by one - there were not many valuable materials on the mountain goblins, but if there were magic crystals, it would be a considerable profit. A skilled adventurer only needed to stab the back of the mountain goblin's neck with a dagger to determine whether there was a magic crystal. It didn't take much time.

Looking at the busy adventurers, Aisha also took the initiative to join the adventurers.

"call--"

Elsa pretended to be struggling and dragged the body of a monster to a tree beside the road. She dug her fingers directly into the neck of the monster and dug out a bloody magic crystal.

Aisha observed the magic crystal in her hand.

The crystals produced from monsters are similar to the crystals that condensed from Hegelman and Luther when they obtained huge amounts of magic power by sacrificing a large number of lives. In essence, they are all solid crystals of magic elements, but their formation and existence methods are different. The magic crystals in the monsters' bodies have been purified and filtered by the monsters, and usually have certain fixed magic properties. They are also particularly pure and have good stability, making them very suitable for use as alchemical materials.

Tricia was on guard, holding a short bow, and she came to Aisha.

"Is Aisha using this to practice controlling 'Magic Dispel'?"

Tricia also looked at the magic crystal in Elsa's hand. Elsa's magic expulsion seemed to have no effect on this pure magic crystal - it seemed that it was the result of Elsa's intentional control.

"Yeah," Elsa nodded, "As long as the magic doesn't directly affect me, I seem to be able to control it easily."

Elsa stood up and saw a wizard using magic to repair the muddy road ahead.

"Speaking of which, Elsa, something seems strange," Tricia said suddenly, looking at the corpses of the monsters. "The way these monsters are moving isn't normal—typically, monsters like these don't gather together. And they look starving, and their purpose is clear. They emerged from the forest and headed straight for the carriage, as if they knew it would pass by."

Just look at the pathfinder who ran back in fear and you will know that when he gave the signal, the monsters were almost rushing towards him - there were no monsters in front of the caravan, and these mountain goblins attacked from the side.

Elsa nodded and used the rain to wash the magic crystal in her hand, making it crystal clear.

"Those monsters came against the wind—they seemed to be attracted by some smell."

Aisha stared at the translucent crystal, thought for a moment, and said.