Heimarian Odyssey - Chapter 740

[Chapter 740 Memila’s Daily Battle]

In the courtyard, three low-ranking servant-level gray dwarves surrounded Memila in a square shape. They held daggers, and they clearly had the advantage in numbers, but they kept trembling. Bright red blood was flowing on the ground. Yes, and Memila’s too.

“Clang! Boom!” The sound of metal colliding and clanging rang out from time to time.

“Pay attention to the hem, don’t be found by the enemy.”

“Raise your feet! Lift your feet! Didn’t you realize that the demihuman’s attack path is not on your thighs, but on your calves and feet.”

“Flick to the right! What did you do!”

“Forget about the wound on your left shoulder, if you don’t resolve the battle quickly, your lung lobe will be pierced!”

“…”

This is the scene when Locke is training Memila to fight.

Locke, who has always pursued actual combat, also focuses on actual combat when teaching his apprentices.

There was a small battle in three days, and a big battle in five days. There were a lot of demihuman slaves purchased in Locke Shura’s field. He didn’t want these low-level demihumans to waste his food, so he created such a life-and-death battle for Memila. fight.

In the battle, Locke would never make a move unless there was a fatal situation in Memila.

In just two months, Memila’s bones have been broken many times, and her lungs and chest have been pierced many times. If it wasn’t for a ready-made second-level magician living at home, and Locke’s gentle fighting spirit to support her recovery Then, Memila had already fallen in the battle.

The heavy full-body steel armor on his body was almost scrapped, and there were obvious scars everywhere, including piercing marks, chopping marks, and more tearing scars.

Although demihumans also use weapons, their most powerful means are actually their claws.

A demihuman at the level of a low-level attendant can tear steel plates when he bursts out with full strength.

If Memila wants to defend against this level of attack, her armor alone is not enough, she must also be assisted by the fighting spirit of the eagle.

A bloodstain appeared on Memila’s pretty face, which was the scar that the gray dwarf on his left left with his claws just now.

The blood with a strong fishy smell slid down from the pretty face, and finally slid down the corner of Memila’s mouth, a faint tingling appeared in Memila’s sensory system.

This is the dark attribute attack method comprehended by some low-level servant-level gray dwarves. They can attach dark energy with a certain concentration of elements to their claws, causing damage to the opponent and at the same time slightly paralyzing the enemy.

“No, it must be resolved quickly!” Under the armor, Memila’s eyes gradually became serious.

If it continues like this, even if she can kill the three powerful enemies in front of her, she will fall into a coma or even a dying state due to the multiple severe injuries on her body and the dark energy corrosion effect.

This is not the ending that her master, Locke, who has been supervising the battle, would like to see.

Memila didn’t want to disappoint her master.

Gripping the long sword in her hand tighter and tighter, Memila transferred a ray of eagle fighting spirit to her left arm, not only to relieve the pain in her shoulder, but also to increase her own strength.

Memila is left-handed.

Although the long sword wielded in his hand has become worn out after countless battles, and many small cracks have even appeared on the sword, it is undeniable that this long sword is still sharp and still has the ability to cut the enemy’s neck.

“Drink!” Under the armor, Memila yelled coquettishly, mobilizing the fighting spirit of the eagle, and at the same time rushed towards the gray dwarf on her right with lightning speed.

The most basic and most notable characteristic of wind attribute grudge is speed.

It seems that Memila has already grasped the mysteries of fighting with wind-attributed knights.

The gray dwarf on the right was the most seriously injured among the three gray dwarves surrounding her, almost the entire right arm was taken off by Memila, and now only the left arm is drooping, holding a rusty handle. With a dagger full of stains, he tried his best to resist Memila’s offensive in fear.

…

After half an hour, the battle finally ended.

Severing the last and strongest carotid artery of the gray dwarf, Memila passed out on the ground before she had time to review her victory.

[Recommended, changing the source app to chase books is really easy to use, download www.huanyuanapp.com here, everyone can try it soon.

】

At the moment before she fell into a coma, Memila felt a little melancholy, and she let the master down again.

Looking at the tragic ending of the battle in the courtyard, Locke sighed, jumped to the center of the battlefield, first picked up Memila, sent it to the stone chair beside him, and fed it with a blue potion full of vitality and vitality. , the wounds on Memila’s body are slowly recovering under the action of the potion.

Close to Memila’s chest, the gentle wind-attribute fighting energy was transported in by Locke through Memila’s heart veins. It is also wind-attribute energy, and the intensity of the fighting energy of the Locke knights is dozens of times stronger than that of Memila. grades.

Locke’s combat energy is transported into Memila’s body and flows throughout her meridians, which can not only speed up Memila’s body’s absorption of medicine, but also take the opportunity to widen Memila’s meridians, benefiting her endlessly.

Don’t look at Locke’s very cold-blooded fighting of Memila and low-level demihumans every day, in fact, he still cares about his big apprentice.

Memila, who was in a coma, felt her body gradually becoming warmer. She had just passed through the hellish battle, and now she seemed to have come to heaven again.

The coquettish panting from a young girl made Locke blush. This guy is sixty years old this year, and he still hasn’t changed his sleazy nature. Fortunately, he hasn’t been shameless enough to attack his apprentice, but in the dead of night , Locke couldn’t help but miss the women he stayed on the three western islands.

Memila’s body is undergoing benign restoration. After resting her on the stone chair, Locke began to clean up the mess in the courtyard.

Ashaer has no cleanliness, but she is also a female magician, and she cannot tolerate the bloody smell in her residence all the year round, let alone seeing some biological internal organs and organs left in the garden.

After being reprimanded several times, Locke took on the role of house cleaner.

Memila was too exhausted after the battle, and she was also in charge of breakfast, lunch and dinner for the three of them, so Locke couldn’t bother others about cleaning.

A dignified second-level knight even wants to sweep the floor. If it is reported back to the Prince’s Mansion on the three western islands, those servants will also be surprised.

“Huh? This guy isn’t dead yet?!” Locke looked at the low-level gray dwarf who was lying on the ground with the carotid artery severed by Memila.

Half of the rich plasma on the ground was contributed by this gray dwarf. It is not dead, and I am afraid it can no longer be attributed to the gray dwarf’s rough skin and thick flesh.

“It seems to be the little guy who comprehends dark energy, anyway, let’s save its life, the house also happens to lack a sweeper.” Looking at the gray dwarf slave who was only breathing, Locke murmured.

[End of this Chapter]