Green Monster Epic

Chapter 1092

The 0-level cantrip, Flash, seems to have no offensive power whatsoever, but in the hands of mages, it can often turn the ordinary into the miraculous.

The magic power required to activate the cantrip is not much, and the magical fluctuations are even more subtle. The shadowless space created in just over a dozen breaths ultimately forged a deadly trap for a demigod-level assassin.

When the pillars of light forming the hexagram rise, it also means that a tenacious and difficult-to-break arcane lock seal is completed.

Just after the arcane lock was formed, several powerful auras suddenly rose from the depths of the earth and quickly advanced towards the surface.

Boom!

Boom, boom!

The ways in which the several powerhouses emerged from the earth were different. Some made a great show, directly blowing away the soil and rocks within a dozen meters above their heads, while others, like incorporeal beings, flew directly through the earth into the sky.

At this moment, Marvin had not even had time to hide in the shadow plane before he was locked onto by a mage wearing a mask covered with mysterious patterns.

Mental Mark!!

It has almost no offensive power, but it is the most practical and powerful magic to deal with assassin professionals. It turned into rays one after another the moment the mage appeared, blocking the space around the assassin Marvin in all directions.

"Who exactly are you??"

"Is it the Assassin's Guild??"

"Or are you from some church??"

"This is the Mansa Wilderness! I am one of the five pillars of the Wilderness Alliance. Your assassination attempt on me will definitely be pursued by the entire alliance afterward!!"

Marvin, while using his movement techniques to the extreme, dodging the endless magical rays, constantly guessed the origins of the several powerful enemies in front of him, trying to create psychological pressure on the other party with words.

The three powerhouses who crawled out of the ground, just by sensing Marvin's aura, judged their approximate strength. All of them are existences above the demigod level, and there are not many forces in the wilderness that can dispatch three demigod-level powerhouses at once.

All three powerhouses wore masks, and on top of the equipment they wore, they also had a black, close-fitting jacket, making it basically difficult to reveal too much information from their appearance.

However, because of the weapons they each held and the fighting stances they displayed, they truly told Marvin that they were specifically chosen to target his profession.

A demigod-level mage, a demigod-level sword dancer, plus a demigod-level archer. The two physical attack combat classes are both known for their speed and agility, and although the demigod-level mage is relatively slower than the others, when it comes to life-saving methods, perhaps the others in the arcane lock are not as good as him alone.

As soon as the archer emerged from the earth, he pulled a magic longbow into a full moon. Only a series of crisp string sounds were heard trembling, and dozens of long arrows had gathered around Marvin.

For an assassin, being unable to hide in the shadows has already caused him to lose his greatest advantage, and now that he has entered combat, it is basically impossible to become invisible again.

This also means that Marvin can only turn back into a normal melee professional, using his own speed and a pair of sharp daggers in his hands to fight.

Faced with the sudden arrows, Marvin, dodging the mage's continuous ray attacks, had to immediately use the ability of Shadow Leap, grabbing the tail of the disappearing Flash, and appearing under the canopy of a large tree.

However, before he could catch his breath, a shadow flashed overhead, accompanied by the rustling sound of scattered branches and leaves. The sword dancer, holding two one-handed longswords, weaved a sword net above Marvin's head.

Clang, clang, clang!!

The two demigod-level existences, both known for their speed and agility, precisely exchanged sword tips for sword tips and sword blades for sword blades with the two weapons in their hands, actually reaching a temporary stalemate.

However, unfortunately, Marvin is only one person, while his opponents are three.

Just as he was fighting with the sword dancer, the attacks of the mage and the archer quickly projected towards his location. Under the siege from all sides, although Marvin persisted in resisting for a while, he once again used Shadow Leap to dodge the three's siege.

Next, Marvin no longer confronted these three powerful enemies head-on, doing his best to use his movement techniques to move around in this enclosed space that was neither too big nor too small, trying to delay more time.

Although this mountain forest is remote, it is not completely uninhabited. The magical fluctuations caused by the sudden appearance of the arcane lock are very likely to attract the attention of nearby powerhouses or high-level casters with keen magical perception.

As long as they notice it, the news will most likely spread, and when the powerhouses of the wilderness gather here, then his danger may be resolved.

This is also the best way to save himself that Marvin can think of in a short time. As for the story of the demigod compatriot Allen resisting the ambushers with his own strength back then, Marvin is very self-aware and knows that he does not have such strength.

The long stalemate of you chasing me began. Although Marvin's plan was very good, how could Marvin easily avoid the candidates specially selected by his opponents to target his fighting style!

The mage, while blessing his companions with magic and casting negative effects on Marvin, also used various wind-based magic to form restrictive range magic, slowing down Marvin's speed and maneuvering space, creating opportunities for his other two companions.

From time to time, the mage would also secretly throw out a few gray-white dimensional anchor rays. These rays, which seemed to have little offensive power, always made Marvin's face solemn, doing his best to dodge, even at the cost of using Shadow Leap.

Although the number of Shadow Leaps available to a demigod-level existence has increased, it is not unlimited. With Marvin's current strength, he can only use it no more than ten times a day.

In the short three or four hours of pursuit, Marvin was forced to use Shadow Leap eight times under the tacit cooperation of the three powerhouses. As the number of available Shadow Leaps decreased, the sense of urgency in Marvin's heart became heavier and heavier.

After another five or six hours of delay, Marvin not only used up the available number of Shadow Leaps, but also used up most of the teleportation magic equipped on his own equipment and props.

Ding, ding, ding!!

The short sword accurately hit several arrows shot towards his face. At the same time, his body twisted strangely, dodging the attacks of the other heavy arrows and sword energy. Before Marvin could catch his breath, he stabbed out a pair of short blades again, just in time to block the continuous hacking and stabbing of the sword dancer's pair of longswords.

Using the force in the sword dancer's sword style, Marvin quickly drifted backward, dodging several heavy arrows that followed, but was unable to avoid the wind blades thrown by the mage in the distance.

Ding!

Clang, clang!!

Although somewhat exhausted, the short sword in Marvin's hand continued to chop and slash at the space in front of him, stabbing into the core of each wind blade, stirring his wrist to dissipate the wind blade.

Tear!

However, in focusing on one thing, he neglected another. The Sword Dancer seized the opportunity, his long sword piercing through Marvin's leather armor, creating a small hole. Fortunately, Marvin quickly retreated, simultaneously crushing a scroll with his left hand, releasing a dense cloud of black smoke that obscured the space for dozens of meters, engulfing Marvin's figure.

Whoosh!

The Wind-type demigod mage was not to be underestimated. He had anticipated Marvin's tactics. As the smoke rose, he unleashed a tornado, directly absorbing and condensing the smoke, forcing the gnome who had tried to conceal himself within it to reveal his true form.

Shu!

Shu shu!

The sounds of arrows and longswords cutting through the air reached Marvin's ears, as attacks closed in on him. Taking a deep breath, Marvin thrust out his twin daggers in quick succession, creating a dense curtain of blades in front of him.

Bee Sting Needles!

Marvin's powerful swordsmanship briefly blocked the arrows and the Sword Dancer's pursuit. However, they were not in a hurry to kill him, instead avoiding his attacks during his burst of power. Just as his swordsmanship waned, they suddenly erupted again, each unleashing their combat skills as they once more charged towards Marvin.

At the same time, the mage in the distance prepared a powerful spell - a wind tornado, growing from small to large, rapidly hurtling towards Marvin.

"Ah!!"

Marvin roared, glaring resentfully at these three enemies who had remained silent except for chanting spells from beginning to end. He poured all his energy into forcibly casting Shadow Leap once more.

Pfft!

The arrow and single-handed longsword pierced through the afterimage Marvin left behind, his figure and aura now appearing in the shadows a thousand meters away.

Crack!

A beam shot out from a torn scroll, striking Marvin directly in the chest. Although the beam itself did not cause much damage to the gnome assassin, the properties it carried made Marvin's already grave expression even more somber and unsightly.

Dimensional Anchor!

After such a long battle, this magical effect finally adhered to the demigod assassin, demonstrating that this demigod was indeed not to be underestimated. However, whether he would still be a figure in the Mānshā Wastelands in the future was now uncertain.

"Who exactly hired you? I am willing to offer double, no, triple the price, please let me go!!"

"I possess a demigod artifact, and I am willing to give it to the three of you as a reward!! Also, this pair of quasi-demigod daggers in my hands, they possess attributes such as sharpness, armor-piercing, and wind-breaking, making them invaluable weapons."

"How about it??"

In desperation, Marvin grasped at straws, knowing full well that such opponents would not be moved by the chips he offered, but he still wanted to try.

The only response he received was a barrage of powerful arrows and spells accompanied by piercing shrieks, as well as the Sword Dancer's relentless and tenacious combat skills.

The increasingly desperate gnome assassin frantically swung the sharp blades in his hands, desperately twisting his body to dodge the enemy's attacks. Marvin had not felt so excited and nervous in many years. He even felt that his strength, which had been stagnant for years, had improved with this intense battle.

But this clearly could not save his life. The increasing number of wounds on his body, the lack of physical energy caused by excessive blood loss, all told Marvin the truth that he had reached his limit.

The magical equipment and potions that he once thought were abundant in his dimensional bag were now being depleted rapidly in Marvin's reckless spending. The remaining resources and materials, which might have been able to exchange for endless wealth in the outside world, were useless for the current battle.

Just as the gnome was completely desperate, his eyes, which had passed through the transparent barrier, spotted several black dots approaching from the distant horizon, immediately making Marvin feel as if he had seen a life-saving straw, and he cheered up again.

When the four black shadows quickly approached and turned into four clear figures, the always proud gnome demigod was overjoyed. Knowing that his voice could not be transmitted at all under the Misuo seal, he still couldn't help but shout out his loudest voice.

"Your Excellency Da Vinci, please save me!!"

"Buli Ken!! I am here!!"

Not only did Marvin not care about his gaffe at this time, but he even grinned and put on an arrogant and conceited face, uttering threatening words to the three demigods who were fighting with him.

"You are dead! How dare you assassinate the cornerstone of the wilderness!!"

"I will definitely make you die without a whole corpse!!"

Boom!!!!

Dong dong!!

The four figures who came were the other four of the five cornerstones of the wilderness except for the trapped gnome. Before they arrived, their attacks had already hit the Misuo barrier, which seemed extremely tough to Marvin.

The Saint-level Dragonblood Warlock had transformed into a terrifying turret at this time, with one huge fireball after another connecting into a necklace, constantly bombarding the surface of the Misuo.

At the same time, Buli Ken, Yalen, and Allen, the three melee combatants, threw out flying axes and other long-range attacks. After approaching their melee range, they unleashed their strongest combat skills, tacitly cooperating to attack the shield almost at the same time.

Bang!!

The Misuo, which made the demigod Marvin feel desperate, only lasted a few minutes under the joint attack of two Saints and two demigods, and then quietly shattered with a silent cry that came from the soul.

At the same time as the Misuo was broken, the gnome Marvin also exerted his strength, mobilizing all his energy, and his arms turned into an afterimage, stabbing out at least hundreds of sword energies, radiating towards the Sword Dancer in front of him, the whistling dense arrows, and the powerful Wind-type magic.

After forcing back the Sword Dancer and resisting the arrows and magic, Marvin turned around abruptly and sped towards his three melee companions Allen and the others without looking back, and a black line quickly flew to them.

Behind him, the Sword Dancer and archer's exposed eyes were stern, obviously not intending to give up their goal this time, and at the same time unleashed their powerful sword skills, heading straight for the gnome's back, which was unguarded due to his escape.

Shu! Shu shu!

The terrifying whistling sound of breaking wind was much slower than the speed of the attacking combat skills, and arrived at the gnome's back in an instant. Seeing this situation, Allen, the bear-man standing at the forefront, raised the heavy sword in his hand, and the dark golden sword gradually bloomed with a bright light.

Saint Slayer!!

The bright and pure golden light burst out as the bear-man resolutely lowered his hand. Marvin only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then his entire soul gradually became ethereal and illusory.

"What a terrifying sword skill."