Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Chapter 165 Scarlet Smile

Artborg's eyes flashed, and a powerful aura exploded with him as the center, shaking all the way to the border of the offshore continent.

This was 80% of his pressure, enough to help others escape from Zandra's control.

"What just happened?"

"Tentacle, the tentacle is moving! It's going to attack us!"

"Oh no!" Amid the commotion, an old scholar suddenly grabbed his hair and shouted angrily, "Look what it did?!"

In horror, people followed his gaze, squinting their eyes to observe carefully, then gasping for air, their faces filled with disbelief.

I saw a gray object floating between several dark tentacles on the surging sea.

There was a circle of debris floating next to the thing, which soon disappeared as the waves dispersed.

"Could it be... that's an underwater passage?"

"I must have seen it wrong, right? Haha."

"The underwater passage is destroyed. How can we get to the East Continent?"

"That's not the point! The point is how we fight this monster!"

"As a warrior of the Kingdom of Renekton, how can we retreat? There are rolling stones over there, crush them!"

Hearing the passionate roar, the temporary commander of the sea tribe, Karankara, finally came to his senses and said to Artbolg: "Zandra is out of control now. He has no ability to think independently and only physiological instincts."

"How to do it." Artborg lowered his eyes slightly, and an extremely oppressive power emanated from his body.

His palm stroked the blade, and the icy blue light condensed into ice flakes, making the originally smooth edge even sharper.

"Zandra's strongest desire is food. It intends to swallow the entire island into its stomach." Karankara came to this conclusion after observation. "If we have something to feed it, it should be able to delay it for a while."

"Does it like to eat magic?"

"What?" Karankara frowned slightly, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, and leaned towards Mattiri.

As soon as Marty opened his mouth, his entire vision was instantly covered by ice blue, and at the same time, all the chaotic sounds disappeared, replaced by a harsh buzzing sound. Then a strong cold air blew on his skin, making him wonder if he had teleported to the Frost Tundra plane.

He blinked, and his vision gradually returned to normal.

Right in front of him, Artborg lowered his arms, and tiny ice crystals fluttered down and landed on his eyelashes, making his eyes look even colder.

"You can actually enchant attacks?!" The physical fitness of the sea people such as Kalankara was extremely excellent. They clearly saw the whole process of Atborg releasing the magical sword energy and then being sucked into Zandra's mouthparts.

He put away his shock, paused and said, "Zandra does like to absorb magic, but due to its huge size, it needs an equal amount of magic to satisfy it."

Behind him, the morale of the expeditionary force increased greatly and they swung their weapons even harder.

"It works! You are worthy of being Lord Marquis MacIntosh!"

"Zandra likes to eat magic?! Is it a magical beast?"

"Commander-in-chief, please give the order!"

Barritt pondered for a moment and said, "I'm afraid that the total magic power of our magicians is only enough for Zandra's meal. If the magic power is not enough, the defensive barrier cannot be maintained. Commander, should we change our strategy?"

"Barrit, let me be clear." Artbolg rolled his eyes, his gaze calm and deep, "Delaying time is our mission."

Barritt quickly stood at attention, his hands pressed tightly to his sides, "You're right!"

If you don't have enough magic power, you can replenish it. If you don't have enough potions, you can make more. But time is related to life, so you can't give up at all!

He waved his hand and issued orders to the legion: "Teams 1 and 2 of the magician team are ready to release advanced attack magic, and teams 3 and 4 of the magician team are ready to maintain the defense barrier. Teams 1, 2 and 3 of the knight team are ready to release the enchanted sword energy, and team 4 of the knight team continues to clear obstacles!"

"Yes!"

"Roger that!"

Arthas was a knight in the team, so naturally he raised his sword and concentrated highly, enchanting the sword energy just like his father Artbolg had just done.

He did not give up his good partner, the lance, but the expedition was long, so he temporarily used the sword with a wider range of applications.

That's it.

Boom boom——!

Zandra moved. The huge round mouth slowly opened and closed, and the edges were densely covered with conical teeth, like eerie bone spurs, which made people shudder. The radial folds in it were clearly visible, stretching and contracting with the opening and closing movements.

Several pitch-black tentacles danced in the air with such force that they stirred the sea into a chaotic abyss.

"Attack!" Barritt gave an order, and countless gorgeous missile air waves flew towards Zandra, most of which were swallowed by the huge mouthparts.

Kalankara raised his spear high, and his voice was extremely penetrating, "Warriors of the Sea Tribe! Let's go too!"

"Wait a minute!" Barrett raised his hand and stopped him in time.

Martyr quickly translated, "We have to attack alternately and not overlap, otherwise the magic power will be wasted."

Karankala was still young and lacked practical experience. "Ah... you're right." He put down his hand in annoyance and shook his head at the tribesmen.

And they need to take advantage of this precious time to treat the wounded and reduce casualties.

"My child, it's all my fault. I didn't protect you well..."

"This is a healing potion. It will help heal wounds."

Seeing the sea mother crying while holding her child in a daze without any response, the magician in white uniform suddenly realized that the other party did not understand the Lorpe language.

So he took the potion again, gestured with his hands and said: "If it is an external injury, apply it directly. If it is an internal injury, take it orally. Uh... do you understand?"

The mother of the sea tribe quickly took the potion and nodded heavily, "Thank you! Thank you!"

When Mo Xie saw this scene, a corner of his heart was touched and he became more determined in his thoughts.

He seemed to pass by casually and injected a trace of magic power into the child's body, so that he could maintain a glimmer of life before the potion took effect.

Zandra is not a monster.

Perhaps its body structure is closer to that of humans than that of Warcraft.

The reason why it absorbs magic power is that the power is suppressed in the seal and the magic spring is half full.

Survival is an instinct, and strength is the capital for survival.

It needs to fill in the rest.

Moshe stared at Zandra's slowly swaying tentacles and thought with absolute certainty.

Magic is like a piece of cake, it tastes sweet and delicious at first.

He walked forward slowly, and every step he took had a striking mark of magic power.

Imagine that you come to a famous restaurant for dinner and the waiter brings you a cake with a smile.

When you think the cake in front of you is just a dessert, but the waiter keeps bringing you cakes, trying to tell you that this store only sells cakes and you are in the wrong place.

What would you think?

Mo Xie lowered his eyes and clenched his left hand lightly. A complex magic array was superimposed on all the magic power marks along the way.

The time intervals between Zandra's movements will only become shorter and shorter, and his attacks will become more fierce each time.

It’s officially about to begin.

His eyes darkened and he used the wind to speed up and ran towards his destination.

Boom boom——!

Zandra resumed its action, but it became even more violent. Its black tentacles intertwined and twisted, slamming heavily on the shore of the island, directly breaking off a piece of land.

That amount of magic could only keep it stagnant for two minutes? Seeing Zandra swallowing the fragments of land whole, Arthurs was shocked and wanted to do something urgently.

Suddenly, the power of the God of Creation in him responded to the impending crisis.

Oh no! Zandra is about to attack with his tentacles!

What is the tentacle's target?!

He turned around suddenly and saw a familiar figure.

At the same time, a huge object stabbed down from above his head without any warning, faster than a strong wind, mixed with magic and unknown power.

"Moshe!" Arthurs opened his eyes wide and flew towards Moshe. Golden wheels appeared behind him, overlapping and emitting dazzling golden light.

No! Get out of the way!

However, he was still a step too late.

Pfft——!

The sound of flesh being pierced exploded in my ears.

Da da……

Something was falling on the ground drop by drop like rain, without any regularity, and then quickly merged into one piece.