Fear does not help in the face of enemies. -Z.C.
Things went beyond everyone's expectations. A creature with antelope horns on its head and the size of a bison appeared in front of everyone.
Dog head, antelope horn, leopard body, ponytail…!!! Brand didn't dare to hesitate. Although he wasn't sure if this was the demonic antelope he had seen in the illustrated guide, it was definitely not an ordinary beast. In a split second, the mage threw away the short spear and quickly performed the Electric Shock that he was best at.
If it was a monster, it would be somewhat afraid of the electric energy formed by pure energy. However, just as the mage locked onto his target and was about to cast the spell that he had already guided, he saw an afterimage appear in front of him...
What a fast speed. Brand couldn't be bothered to follow the flow of the spell. The only reaction he could do at that moment was to release the magic energy in front of him.
His vision turned black. Although the power of the electric shock was unleashed in front of him without reservation, the monster's leopard claws were like sharp hooks that tore open the thin fabric on Brand's chest. Fortunately, the monster seemed to be afraid of the electric shock. It only waved its front claws twice and moved away from the two of them.
Fresh blood seeped out of his chest and dyed Brand's upper body red. In just a breath's time, George, who was scared out of his wits, swung his two blades and pounced at the monster. Little George raised his round shield to protect his head and chest, raised his hand axe high, and rushed at the same target as his father.
The other party merely leaped backward once more, and the distance between them increased by a small margin. Although Brand was injured, his vision was not damaged. Even with the sharp eyes of a mage, he was still unable to see the monster's moving figure. It seemed that…it was very likely that it was a demonic antelope. After all, George was not an ordinary farmer. As a lieutenant, his hand-to-hand combat skills were highly praised by his peers. It was easy for him to deal with seven or eight fully armed soldiers alone. Xiao Qiao was taught by her father and was not an ordinary village boy. The combined strength of the two of them actually could not even touch the demon bell's hair! Brand felt a little guilty…
George didn't dare to move. He stabbed the two mountain-cleaving knives into the place where Magic Bell was standing. He pulled out a broad-edged broken sword from his waist and pointed the tip of the sword at the neck of his target. His eyes didn't shrink back as he held his opponent. Little George raised his round shield and took a few steps back, using his back to support the tottering mage. In this situation, he did not dare to let his guard down. Whether it was fear or madness, it would be useless. It would only allow the other party to easily kill him.
The mage's injury was not as serious as he had imagined, but his frustration had prevailed. It was just a magic antelope, but it managed to avoid the electric shock while scratching him. This injury was a little annoying!
However, George didn't think so. Although he didn't know what this monster was, he could feel that his opponent's strength was beyond his. However, the warrior's bloody military experience told him that he couldn't show weakness or retreat. Otherwise, he would be killed like an eagle biting a hare.
"Sir! "Hurry…hurry up and leave. My son will carry you back." George made up his mind. If someone had to die, then Sir and his son must escape safely!
Brand glared at the demonic antelope that had hurt him, showing no intention of leaving. George, on the other hand, seemed hesitant after hearing his father's words. Brand could feel his back trembling slightly. George saw that the two of them did not move at all, so he gritted his teeth and stabbed his sword at the demonic antelope. The demonic antelope only lowered its head slightly, trying to finish off the other party with its long horn. It had no interest in dodging.
Unable to leave his father behind, Little George shouted and followed his father towards the enemy. The round shield in his left hand was stuck to his body. Brand finally managed to catch his breath. He didn't have to rely on George's back to stand firm. The scratch just now didn't cause the mage to bleed too much. It was just that the wounds caused by his claws were long and numerous, so it looked very scary.
The mage held his breath and quickly completed the summoning of the spirit. The Celestial Hound jumped out of the void just like the last time he encountered the night attack. The last time he encountered the Shadow Hunter, the Celestial Hound was severely injured before it could even see the enemy clearly. After returning, Brand, who had learned from the painful experience, seriously consulted a senior who specialized in summoning more than ten years older than him. He was told that summoned creatures also had souls, although this soul was incomplete. The more familiar one was with the summoned creature, the more powerful the servant summoned by the spell would be. The incomplete soul of the summoned creature would be strengthened in all aspects with the caster's magic power.
Brand, who had always had the habit of keeping his head down, had also taken the time to read up on the Celestial Hound while studying the Book of Psionic Ability. It turned out that this strange creature did not belong to the Celestial Realm. It was only because its body had a celestial aura that it was called the Celestial Hound. The otherworldly servant summoned by the spirit was not the main body, but a soul projection separated from the main body. It was a half-material and half-energy state formed by the caster's magic power. If this summoned body was injured, it would also affect the main body to a certain extent.
It was indeed effective! The mage was surprised to find that the otherworldly servant who had been summoned this time: The Celestial Hound was much stronger than the last time. It seemed to be filled with intelligence?! Brand didn't have the time to feel the changes in detail. He locked his gaze on the demonic antelope again, and the Celestial Hound that was connected to its master pounced forward. It was actually faster than George and his son to engage the demonic antelope!
The most powerful attack of the Celestial Hound was biting. The Devil Antelope, which had been waiting with its head lowered, did not dare to expose its neck to the menacing canine teeth. At this moment, the three sides had already formed an encirclement! Caught off guard, the demonic antelope quickly raised its head and swung its claws in an attempt to tear the George father and son apart. Its raised head just happened to miss the trajectory of the Celestial Hound's attack.
Little George was not frightened by the sharp claws. He quickly pushed his shield against the demonic antelope's claws before his father could attack.
Bang! With a muffled sound, the round shield in Little George's left hand was smashed into pieces by the demonic antelope's claw, and his body flew back a few steps. George, who had no time to look after his son, took this opportunity to lower his waist and slash the beast claw that had just shattered the shield. George remembered the commandment of quick strike and retreat, and at the same time, he took two steps back, just in time to avoid another sharp claw that was swinging at him.
Little George, who was afraid that his father would be distracted, shouted,"I'm fine!!”，Then, he hugged his injured left arm and rolled further away from the ground.
The Celestial Hound, on the other hand, forcefully shifted its body in the middle of its leap and rammed into the Demonic Antelope's waist. Although its big mouth missed its target due to the other party's timely discovery, its front claws still managed to land on the Demonic Antelope's soft abdomen, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood...
Brand, who had finally won the game, endured the pain in his chest and the after-effects of the unstable magic power caused by the random release of electric shock. He wanted to release another offensive spell, but his fingers seemed to have stiffened. It was unknown whether it was because of the nervousness and excitement at the moment of life and death or the physical discomfort caused by the forced release of the spell just now.
For some reason, the anxious mage suddenly thought of Inner Sense! That's right! He felt it with his heart…
Brand, who had no other choice, took advantage of the brief confrontation between George and the Celestial Hound to activate his senses at a speed that was almost unimaginable. His five senses quickly sealed themselves, and the pain in his chest completely disappeared. He could clearly feel the demonic antelope, George, the Celestial Hound…Little George, who was injured and rolled to the side, and Marcus, who was on the right side of the demonic antelope…
Forcefully calming himself down, the mage activated the most powerful ** spell he could use so far-Power: Pillars of Fire was an intermediate product between magic and magic-like skills. Mages who had been immersed in magic research for a long time had discovered a way to activate the spellcaster's natural magic ability. It could use a mental incantation without chanting in a short period of time, and with simple gestures, guide the spellcaster's magic energy to resonate with the magic talent, and guide a powerful magic effect. This was the special spell known as Power.
Not all mages could master the use of power, and Brand had only learned the Pillar of Fire, which was the only spell that an Intermediate Mage could come into contact with. Under the effect of Mind Sense, Brand was able to cast this powerful special spell much easier than usual.
Locking on to a target through mental perception was as reliable as locking on to a target with one's eyes. This was because the demonic antelope, which was roaring wildly with its left claw and abdomen, was making a sound like a bull, but its sound was much more powerful and rough. Without waiting for the demonic antelope to make a move, the pillar of fire shot out from the ground where it was standing, and a purple red flame that was as tall as three to four people shot into the sky. The demonic antelope was burned by the flame, and its flames were instantly extinguished. It opened its mouth, and it pretended to move. Then, it quickly turned around and fled, and the speed of its movement made the people surrounding it stare at it with wide eyes.
Sensing that the demonic antelope had already fled, Brand could no longer hold on any longer. His body fell limply to the ground with a relieved smile on his face.
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