Chapter 11 Chasing the Murderer on the Island (II)
The four of them were all scared out of their wits, but now the arrow was on the string and had to be shot, so they had to rush forward. They absolutely could not let that thing climb up. Even a coward like Roger hid behind the other three rushed forward. He opened his Guardian Eyes, covered himself with a shield of light, and swung his sword to chop at the giant arm.
"Ahhh!" The Yellow Springs Monster had just stretched out one hand and half of its head when it was attacked by several people. It became furious at the pain, and it roared, opening its mouth and spitting out a large ball of fire. Elfa was the first to be hit and immediately turned into a fire man. Fortunately, the holy warrior was full of fighting spirit. He roared, and the milky white sacred fighting spirit suddenly burst out and dispersed the flames.
Taking advantage of this gap, Randy's long sword with yellow fighting spirit drew a flash of lightning, reached into the mouth of the Yellow Springs Monster, and cut off a small piece of its tongue. Next came Roger's two-handed heavy sword, carrying the azure fighting spirit and slashed fiercely on its arm. The Yellow Springs Monster howled, and its head shrank back, leaving only one hand still waving wildly.
"Hold on a little longer, the formation seems to be weakening!" Roger said in surprise as he looked at the formation that seemed to be flickering unstably.
Suddenly, the Yellow Springs Monster stretched out its other hand, supported the ground with both hands, and suddenly half of its body stretched out. If his head hadn't reached the top of the cave, his entire body would have fallen out. As its body was revealed, a small group of demon children with flames burning all over their bodies emerged from the formation, rushing towards them with strange chirping sounds.
The four of them were almost frightened silly and quickly raised their weapons to fight the enemy. Elfa launched a charge, his body bathed in milky white fighting spirit, galloping among the demon children like a white warhorse, knocking these weak monsters to pieces one by one. Opened a path for Roger and Randy.
Matar took off the spear on her back and said in a deep voice, "Hold on, buy me some time!"
After saying that, she made a javelin throwing posture, but did not throw it out immediately. Instead, she began to concentrate all her fighting spirit on the wrist of the spear. The unique fighting method of the Orcs is to concentrate the fighting spirit on a certain point of the body and then deliver a fatal blow through that point. But this method requires a long time of accumulation of energy.
Although they were afraid, they also knew how to trust their teammates.