Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 35 Thunder Wave

Brian tightened his cloak and hid on a dense tree. Through the gaps in the branches and leaves, he condescendingly looked down at the densely packed goblin army below, while carefully searching for the trace of the hobgoblin leader.

"Garoke Hum!"

At this time, a loud and clear voice giving orders came from the chaotic group of goblins.

This sound was like a sign in the thick night.

"Whoa Sahake! Whoa Sahake! Whoa Sahake!"

What followed were more goblins who seemed to be on stimulants, staring at their small red eyes and screaming crazily.

The sound was louder and louder, shaking the leaves rustling.

Under the command of the hobgoblin leader, they raised their simple and rough weapons and swarmed into the battle situation. There were even a few bear goblins sneaking around behind the rangers.

As a qualified adventurer and game player, Brian mastered goblin language as a necessary skill.

The pronunciation of goblin language can be said to be very rough and harsh, and the pitch and pitch of ordinary goblins are much higher than that of humans, so this language sounds quite ugly.

Just like when the large group of goblins shouted goblin language together in unison, it was a terrible mental torture for Brian who was hiding in the dark.

Even so, he still recognized the meaning of the two goblin dialects as 'attack' and 'kill them' respectively in this eardrum-piercing shout.

It was this sound that allowed Brian to discover the location of the hobgoblin leader hiding in the goblin swarm.

Brian, who locked onto the figure of the leader, didn't dare to waste time, and quickly shuttled and leaped among the treetops at an extremely fast speed, moving towards the leader of the hobgoblin.

At this time, in the sparse forest that was reddened by the flames, the dense rain of arrows was still howling, the sound of sharp arrows piercing the flesh mixed with the screams of goblins could be heard endlessly, and the charging little goblins seemed to be cutting wheat They all fell to the ground.

After a while, dozens of goblin corpses were left on the ground.

These little guys who had suffered a lot finally realized the mortal danger they faced in a frontal charge, so they raised their weapons and screamed to double-team the enemy's left and right sides.

Soon, a goblin bear sneaking under the shadow of the forest sneaked around behind the rangers.

Just as the goblin bear was excitedly waving the mace in his hand, ready to attack, Renate, who was waiting in full force, had obviously been waiting for a long time.

Renate, who was holding a sword in one hand, had a cold look in his eyes, and ran straight towards the goblin bear.

"Pfft!"

The moment he got close to this big guy, the sharp blade moved from bottom to top, and with lightning speed, it drew a long bloodstain on the neck of the goblin bear.

The bear groaned, dropped the weapon in his hand, clutched the bubbling wound on his neck, and fell to the ground dead.

Renate wasn't excited about killing the goblin bear. On the contrary, his expression became more serious.

Because at this time, he could clearly feel that the dense goblin troops in the forest were quickly surrounding their group.

With their little manpower alone, it is impossible to stop the goblin group.

Besides, a person's physical strength is limited after all. Even these rangers, each of whom can fight ten against one, will always be exhausted to death.

Thinking of this, Renate could only pray that Brian's plan would succeed.

At this time, Renate noticed that a ranger had put away his longbow, drew out the scimitar hanging from his waist, and fought with the two goblins who rushed forward.

Thinking of what Bryan said before he left, he quickly shouted to everyone: "Don't love to fight, retreat quickly!"

Immediately, after hearing the instructions, the rangers who relied on the big tree as a cover began to disperse and retreat towards the village at an extremely fast speed before the goblins had completed their encirclement.

Seeing the deadly sharp arrow disappear and the enemy successfully repulsed, a group of dark goblins cheered excitedly and followed like a black wave.

Although the goblins are less than one meter tall, so that they have two short legs, this does not mean that their running speed is slow.

If it is not a professional, or has professional training, an ordinary adult can't compare with a goblin in short-distance bursts.

At the same time, Brian, who was leaping through the forest, leaned against the treetops, looking at the goblin troops below and the hobgoblin leader rushing towards his position, he slowly drew out the long sword at his waist.

The hobgoblin leader who appeared in Brian's sight was surrounded by a group of goblin warriors. He was wearing a relatively complete set of light armor and a helmet with a broken horn on his head.

As the goblin troops pursued the fleeing ranger troops, the hobgoblin chief followed at his leisure.

This is what Brian wants, because goblins are a weak race with a bad temper and no discipline at all.

Even under the management of this hobgoblin leader known for his strict military discipline, they still couldn't completely change their nature.

This is why ordinary goblins can only be used as the lowest-level servants, coolies, and cannon fodder on the battlefield in the hobgoblin army.

It is said that the main reason for this is that the traditional militarized education of hobgoblins has little effect because of the unique social outlook of ordinary goblins.

Therefore, when the ranger troops in the village first launched an attack on the goblins, these extremely egoistic and irritable little goblins would become chaotic and disorderly due to various reasons.

And Brian intends to take advantage of the chaos of the goblin group to keep the hobgoblin leader in this forest forever.

Without the leader of the goblin group, these chattering little guys naturally do not pose any threat.

Soon, Brian, who was hiding in the treetops and waiting patiently, finally saw the hobgoblin leader approaching his attack range, so he jumped up suddenly, clenched the sharp sword in his hand, and jumped down.

Accompanied by the dense bushes above the head of the hobgoblin leader, swaying into a terrifying black shadow in the night, Brian's vigorous figure is like a big black bird descending from the sky.

A black shadow enveloped the hobgoblin leader without warning, and he subconsciously looked up when he felt something was wrong.

"Clap!"

Immediately afterwards, Brian landed instantly under the shocked gaze of the hobgoblin leader.

Bryan stabilized his body, and calmly whispered the spell that was about to be completed while the other party hadn't recovered.

As a battle mage, the "Combat Spellcasting" specialty can be said to be one of his core specialties, so when Brian jumped down from the tree, he was already preparing spells.

Besides, these are all one-ring spells.

For Brian, the incantations and gestures of these simple spells only take a second or two.

Moreover, the casting speed of magic is not only related to intelligence. Due to complicated gestures and obscure spells, the level of agility attribute also has a great influence.

This is like a person who can swing more than a dozen knives in one second, his spell-casting gestures are naturally faster than those who can only swing a few knives.

This is also the reason why Brian chose to practice swordsmanship in the first place, because practicing the gorgeous swordsmanship of elves is also subtly training his casting speed.

——"One-ring spell: thunder wave!"

In an instant, a deafening thunder exploded in the woods. The cloak that Brian put on his body moved automatically without any wind. At the center of himself, a nearly invisible thunderous air wave enveloped the rotating rotten leaves on the ground, suddenly with the force of thunder. The momentum swept outward.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The moment the air wave swept over all the goblins around Brian one after another, these little guys felt as if they had been hit hard, as if they had been hit in the chest by a giant hammer.

The goblin's frail body was like flying leaves, all swept away by the powerful force of thunder, and fell to the ground hard, bleeding from the mouth and nose, and lifeless.

In his previous life, Bryan was a wizard who majored in evocation and conjuration, so he was very handy in casting evocation spells.

Among the first-level spells, "Burning Hand" and "Thunder Wave" are the only two relatively good small-area evocation spells.

Now, with the blessing of his battle mage characteristic "spell sharpening", facing groups of goblins, the damage of spells can be instantly killed.

With the deafening bang of "Thunder Wave", it instantly frightened all the goblins around them, as if their bodies were suddenly frozen.

Even Renate and the others not far away couldn't help but look sideways and were shocked after hearing this sound.

In the bombardment of the spell, apart from the dozens of little goblins who were directly killed, the leader of the hobgoblin who was under the care of Brian was also miserable.

Although the opponent relied on his own strength and did not die on the spot, his body rose into the air and hit the tree trunk like a sharp arrow, rubbing against the armor on his body to make a scalp-numbing piercing sound. It slid to the ground like a broken doll.

Brian, who had been prepared for a long time, raised his sword and charged without hesitation.

Before the leader of the hobgoblin could stabilize his body, he relied on the explosive power of the forward charge and the strength of his body, and directly slammed the opponent's body against the thick tree trunk behind him again.

The hobgoblin leader spat out a mouthful of blood, trying to struggle to his feet.

Of course, Brian wouldn't give him this chance. He endured the stench from the opponent's body, and without changing his expression, he grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and thrust forward fiercely.

The sharp blade easily pierced the hobgoblin leader's armor, pierced deeply into his heart, and nailed him to the tree trunk on the spot.

"Target is dead!"

"Get 100 experience points!"

……

This moment of battle attracted the attention of many goblins.

When most of the goblins came back to their senses from the loud thunder and saw that the only enemy in front of them was Brian, they immediately screamed strangely and rushed towards him bravely.

Obviously, in the eyes of the goblins, the way to judge the strength of the enemy is not only the size, but also the number. Whenever they encounter a battle where the number crushes the enemy, they will become very "brave".

——"One-ring spell: mage armor!"

Facing at least [-] or [-] goblins rushing towards him, Brian didn't dare to push himself. He leaned against the big tree and calmly activated the spell he had prepared in advance.

"Ding ding ding..."

The first three goblins who arrived first attacked Brian, but unfortunately, no matter whether it was a sword, a wooden stick, or an arrow shot from a short bow, they were all blocked by this almost invisible energy field within half a meter.

This is the wizard's protective force field. They are mainly divided into two types: armor and deflection. Armor, like the one in front of you, can resist attacks head-on, while deflection deflects attacks and resolves them.

With Brian's current strength, the spell "Spell Armor" cast by him can only resist more than 20 physical attacks from goblins before it will be broken.

As the number of goblins increased, Brian unhurriedly pointed at the energy field that was about to shatter.

——"One-ring spell: Burning Hand!"

A fan-shaped flame suddenly spewed out from his palm, and was spun half a circle by him like a flamethrower, mercilessly covering all the goblins gathered around it, turning it into a howling sea of ​​flames.

Then there was a very disgusting smell of burning hair and barbecue.

The more than 30 goblins were all scorched on the outside and tender on the inside by the scorching flames, and they died in the blink of an eye.

Brian glanced at the frantically beating experience gauge, looked at his results, and nodded in satisfaction.

As a wizard, the last thing he was afraid of was going all at once. If these goblins really ran over one by one, he could only raise his sword and kill them one by one.

But rushing over in a swarm, only a small-scale spell like "Burning Hand" can easily solve it.

As dozens of goblins were engulfed by the scorching flames in the forest, the few goblins who had just rushed over saw Brian walking towards them step by step, they were frightened and screamed in fear: "Brian Jaeger!"

"Bouyage! Bouyage! Bouyage!"

Immediately afterwards, this unknown fear spread to all the goblins chasing Renate and the others in the forest under the goblin's rough and thin voice at an extremely fast speed.

Brian, who knew the goblin language, could naturally hear what the goblins were shouting.

'Boyeg' means 'a wizard who can cast magic', and if the goblin repeats the word three times in a row, it means 'a powerful wizard who can cast magic'.

It can be seen from this that any race, including any beast, has a fear of magic in their hearts.

This kind of fear seems to have penetrated into the depths of their blood for thousands of years, so that they should never easily provoke those who can cast spells.

The existence of wizards is simply a dimensionality reduction blow to goblins in this low-magic world.

Looking at the goblins fleeing in the forest, Brian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the powerful magic instantly suppressed all the goblins, if these goblins really launched a death charge against themselves, even if he exhausted all the magic power, he would not be able to clean them up.

Even if these goblins stood in a row with their necks stretched out, and he was asked to pick up his sword and chop them one by one, they would still be half exhausted.

Although the goblins in the woods who were on the verge of being defeated were fleeing, and Renate and the others had no intention of chasing them, it didn't mean that Brian would let them go so easily.

After all, these goblins are his mobile experience packs, and he spent so much effort tonight, volunteering to help the people in the village, just to wait for this moment.

Thinking of this, Brian jumped and jumped onto a big tree nimbly again.

He looked down at the dense crowd of goblins below, picked a direction, and jumped down.

"Blayy C! Bray C! Bray C!"

Looking at Brian falling from the sky, the frightened goblins knelt on the ground and began to beg for mercy.

How could Brian accept the surrender of these 'mobile experience packs'.

Moreover, in "Goblin Learning", the last warning is: Never accept the goblin's surrender!
——"One-ring spell: thunder wave!"

Brian snorted coldly, and a loud thunderous noise suddenly exploded.

The invisible air wave suddenly spread out, mercilessly knocking away all the screaming goblins, and fell to the ground dead.

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(End of this chapter)