My Magic Age

There was already a copper pea stuffed in the barrel of my gun, and a trace of magic flowed down my arm into the magic pattern array of the excitation device. The next second later, the entire excitation device lit up with a white magic light. There was no need to use it at all. He aimed too deliberately because there were too many wild wolves rushing towards him. After his index finger hooked the trigger, there was a crisp "pop" sound and a dull "clink" sound. In this night, a fiery red bullet was ejected from the muzzle of the shotgun.

It was a very wonderful feeling, like a pair of blurry hands flying out following the bullet, and my magical perception extending out following the copper pea. I could clearly feel the copper pea in the next moment. Shoot into the head of the wild wolf running ahead In the bones, the brains of the wolf head, as hard as iron, burst out with a "snap". The wild wolf didn't even whimper, and fell headlong on the grass. The whole body of the wolf rolled forward several times while rubbing the grass. Finally, exhausted, he lay on the ground with his limbs twitching. I could even feel the screams of the wolves passing by this wild wolf that fell on the ground, and their meaty claws crushing the young grass that had just sprouted on the wasteland, and the soil and grass blades were splashing everywhere.

The moment I fired, Kuz had already stood on the Yagui beast and shot three arrows, aiming at the three fastest wolves in front. He only heard a series of whimpers. When he looked over again, the three wolves had different body parts. With an arrow stuck in it, he rolled and fell to the ground. I quickly pushed open the magazine compartment, stuffed a copper pea into the compartment, compressed the compartment door, and aimed again and fired.

I didn't even have time to equip this new shotgun with a flame weapon, so I had to rush to fight. I was very scared of these wolves. I even thought about whether I would have the courage to pounce on them if they rushed close to someone who was much taller than me. In a hand-to-hand fight with wild wolves, these wild wolves might knock me to the ground and bite my neck off in the first round. But there was no time to be afraid. I just felt that the wolf fang dagger was hung on my waist. Even if I was fighting hand to hand, I didn't have to be empty-handed. I followed Kurtz and killed as many as possible before the evil wolves pounced on me.

It's just that the group of wolves was only a hundred or ten meters away from us. In just a few breaths, they had already run in front of the Aguimon. The wolf at the front bared its fangs and pounced on the Aguimon fiercely. This young Earthagui beast made a frightening low cry restlessly, and its bulky body kept retreating. Aguimon's fear and sudden retreat caught us by surprise. I almost lost my center of gravity and fell off Aguimon's back. At this time, Kuz also staggered, and the furious Kuz hit him hard. The ground kicked Aguimon in the head, trying to calm it down. However, Aguimon was filled with fear and refused to listen to Kuz's scolding no matter what.

"Jia, get ready to fight!" Kurtz subconsciously patted the short-duration ax on his waist and told me without looking back.

For the wild wolves in the wasteland, no matter how much Kurtz is, he is very fearless. For the wasteland orcs, wild wolves are usually very docile little animals, but ordinary wild wolves themselves have no value and will always compete for the wasteland. Wild sheep on the mountain or stealing sheep from the tribe would usually be shot to death with random arrows when they saw one, but they never imagined that one day, a group of ordinary wild wolves would dare to attack people. Haven't they all been hunted by wilderness hunters? Are you scared to death? What triggered the ferocity in their bones, not only disobeying the orders of the leading wind wolf, but finally overcoming fear and charging at a wasteland orc?

As two men in the team, we have the obligation to protect the other two women before we die. This belongs to the dignity of the wasteland orcs. And no matter when, you should let go of the fear in your heart. The danger coming towards you will not be reduced by half because of fear and fear. This is what Old Kuru said. At this time, all I have to do is open my eyes wide. Stare at the wolves in front of you, raise your gun and shoot.

At this most critical moment, a bright magic bullet flew past me, like an oval flying saucer. As the magic bullet flew past, I heard Qige's clear voice reciting a spell. I almost forgot that there was such an extremely powerful magician apprentice beside us, and this magic bullet was like a cannonball. The wolves that rushed over exploded in front of them, knocking out several of them. The wolf that was about to pounce on Aguimon was blown away, and a small pit of half a meter appeared on the ground in front of Aguimon. This shows that Qige's magic bullet is extremely powerful, and it is accompanied by bright flashes and explosions. The same cracking sound scared dozens of wolves behind and fled in all directions.

I couldn't help but turn my head and look over, and saw Qige majestically holding a magic sword in her hand, condensing magic bullets again, her bright eyes full of excitement. When she saw that the wolves had been frightened away by just firing a magic bullet, and she wanted to chase after the crazy Kurtz, I quickly stopped her and said, "You stay on top of Aguimon to take care of her." Katarina, give us fire support and cover when necessary, and I'll help Az!"

This sudden turn made me feel like I was wandering in front of the door of death. I was relieved and suddenly felt that my legs were soft, but I was still worried that something else would happen. You know Qige Not only does such a magician apprentice have very little combat experience, but he also doesn't have any life-saving means. Maybe there is, but I don't know. Later I found out that there were actually some. Qige always carried a few magic scrolls in her pocket. Most of these magic scrolls were shields, which were enough to ensure her safety.

"Tsk!" Qi Ge was very reluctant, but she still did what I said. She kicked Katharina beside her and said to her: "Hey, the wolves have all run away, don't hide. If I had known you were so afraid of wolves, I would not have brought you here."

At this time, Katharina was scared like a frightened little rabbit, hiding in the leather saddle and trembling all over. I never knew she was so timid. Katharina shrank back a little, raised her head and looked at Qi Ge with some grievance. The girl's eyes were full of guilt and self-blame. She apologized softly and said: "I'm sorry, Qi Niang, but I can't control it."

"I told you, when you come out of the dance troupe, just call me by my name or call me Miss Qi like Jia, don't call me Qi Niang, people who don't know me will think I'm old!" Qi Ge squatted down and patted Katharina's back gently to comfort her. Then he said generously: "It's okay, I forgive you. When I first met a wolf, I looked even worse than you! In fact, I was also scared to death. At that time, I wanted to throw away the magic wand and run away. You will get used to it slowly. You are too timid!"

Katrina felt a little relieved when she saw that Qige was not scolded for her cowardice. I think scolding at this time will only make things worse. Anyway, we are safe.

Kuz was furious at the provocation of these dozens of prairie wolves. In this wilderness, few ordinary wolves dared to attack the werewolves of the orc tribe. The absolute dominance of the orcs on the Pai Plateau for hundreds of years has deeply imprinted the subconscious of "you can't afford to offend the orcs" in the bones of the wild beasts in the wilderness.

I didn't expect that we, who had just entered the wilderness, would be chased by those nobles and run away in a panic. This had already made Kuz full of anger. If I hadn't stopped him five times, he would have gone alone to fight to the death with those nobles who were chasing us. Life and death are relatively indifferent to orcs. They don't think that death is nothing, but that after death, they return to the arms of the beast god. Death is not terrible, but cowardice is terrible. As a warrior, dying on the battlefield is actually a kind of honor.

Now Kuz met an ordinary wolf pack and dared to show its fangs to us. He could no longer suppress his anger and pounced on the wolf pack like a little leopard. While running, Kuz kept shooting arrows. Those feather arrows seemed to have eyes and kept hitting the fleeing wolves. The "speed stimulation" on the alloy bow only increases the shooting speed of the bow, but in Kuz's eyes, it is not the shooting speed that increases, but the coordination and tolerance of the body. Perhaps because the time interval between shooting arrows is shortened, shooting arrows while doing various actions seems more fluent and more relaxed. I saw him rolling on the grass and still shooting feather arrows, and I knew that this guy's madness relapsed.

I rarely have such a good opportunity to test the gun, holding the silver-plated shotgun and sliding down the sub-return beast.

The magic power once again passed through my arm into the magic pattern array of the silver-plated shotgun. I clearly felt that the array suddenly lit up. The moment the bullet was fired, the huge momentum hit the butt of the gun hard on my chest. Damn it, I didn't use the correct shooting posture in a hurry. This time the butt of the gun was like a hard fist hitting my right chest hard, almost knocking me out of breath, and I fell back directly. I took three or four steps back before I stopped. At this moment, I was so painful that I grinned. Not to mention that the bullets I fired had no accuracy at all, and I also injured myself.

Qi Ge squatted on the back of the Yagui beast, and laughed at my embarrassment, not like a lady at all.

Kuz chased me for hundreds of meters, and I couldn't even see his shadow in the night, so I called him back. There were several wolf corpses lying on the grass in the night, and the pungent sour and bloody smells spread far away. Soon, this place will become a gluttonous holy land for various carnivorous small animals. They will be able to smell the blood of dead wolves from a few kilometers away, and come here to eat these wolf corpses.

Originally a disaster-like crisis, it turned into a simple killing. The main reason for the collapse of the willpower of these hungry wolves was Miss Qige's magic bullet. The presence of a magician in a team, even if he is a magician apprentice, has unquestionable deterrence. The wild beasts in the wasteland have been oppressed by primary magic beasts for a long time. Even a group of ordinary wasteland wolves dare not besiege the lone magic antelope. The suppression of their own level makes them retreat. But why does the leading wind wolf continue to ignore our team, but there are still ordinary wolves in the wolf pack who dare to disobey the order of the wolf king and leave the wolf pack to hunt us?

"It's hunger! These wolves are probably very hungry. They don't care whether they can survive or not. They want to pounce on the prey and bite it." Kuz turned over some wolves that were so thin that only skin and bones were left, and said a little dully. It seems that the famine of the orcs has affected the entire wasteland. "No wonder this group of wolves dared to attack the herd of bison!"

"What's wrong with the bison? Can they be stronger than wolves?" I asked in confusion.

Kuz shook his head and said, "It's not about being strong, but the bison can run very fast. In terms of endurance, they are even stronger than wild horses. If there is no careful tactics, the wolves will die of exhaustion and can't catch up with the bison. And according to the usual performance of the wolf pack, the wolf king only formulates tactics and commands, and rarely leads the wolf pack to hunt in person, unless the wolf pack is facing a huge crisis."

Kuz squatted in front of a wolf corpse and pulled out the feather arrow with all his strength. He wiped the blood off the dry and dull wolf skin and put the feather arrow into the quiver with his backhand. Ordinary wolves are of no use at all, and even their meat has a fishy and sour smell. Although the fur is suitable for making wolf skin mattresses, there are plenty of them in the wilderness. Ordinary wolf skin mattresses are only sold for fifty copper coins in the free market in Yemen Town.

We will not delay our time for the small profit of these few silver coins. You must know that there is a group of beasts behind us that are more terrifying than wolves waiting for an opportunity to move. Once they catch up with us along our trail, it will be bad. It is at least two days away from here to our scheduled destination. Our group did not even think about covering up the twenty or so wolf corpses on the ground, and drove the Yagui beast to continue to move forward with the stars above our heads.