DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 6: Bandit Attack
It was a bandit!
Suddenly, dozens of strong men jumped out from the bushes.
Most of their clothes were dirty and tattered, but their expressions were extremely fierce.
Leaders are tall and proportionate. His face was gloomy, and his narrowed eyes were filled with coldness and cruelty.
"Damn it, do you know who we are?"
Benson stepped forward and shouted, "You dare to rob the Lucca Chamber of Commerce?"
Whooshing sound!
An arrow shot a hat in Benson's head.
If Benson hadn't shrunk his neck so quickly, this arrow would have been nailed to his head.
Benson looked terrified. He quickly got onto the carriage and did not dare to go out again.
Next was the battle between the guards and the bandits.
The two groups of people were fighting in close quarters.
The bandits are definitely stronger.
However, the Caravan guards of Lucca have received professional training and are well equipped. They could barely fight the bandits with a draw.
This stalemate continued until the bandit leader joined the battle.
Once the bandit leader joined the battle, the fragile balance was immediately broken.
"The strong knight!"
Someone shouted loudly.
Knights in this world were not just titles, but jobs similar to magicians. They also had powerful skills, but they were not as rare and powerful as magicians.
The tall bandit wearing leather armor took out a large knight long sword from his waist.
He slashed, and a white light flashed on the pitch-black blade.
One of the guards raised the long sword in his hand, wanting to fight him.
However, both the man and his sword were split in two by the bandit leader's sword.
"Haha..."
The bandits cheered.
A cruel smile appeared on the leader's face.
It was as easy as cutting vegetables with a long sword that had a white light. No one could withstand his light attack.
"Aura fighter! Only knights above level 3 could have a combat aura!"
Someone screamed in despair.
The leader's face was covered in blood. His face was filled with ferocity and killing intent.
The guards were quickly defeated. More and more people are falling.
The bandits did not stop killing. They want to kill everyone in the caravan!
The whole scene went awry. People in the caravan ran in all directions. However, the bandits chased after them and killed them viciously.
Benson rolled down from the carriage trembling, his body trembling as if he was standing in the snow in loose clothing.
"It's over! It's all over now!"
Benson's expression was ugly.
The loss of goods in the caravan was the second. The most important thing is that his life will soon be lost.
"Young master! Young master!"
Martin, who was hiding under the carriage, called out in a low voice. He was anxious and afraid, looking for Joelson.
As the leader was having fun, a bright red line suddenly streaked across the sky.
The leader looked panicked and subconsciously raised his sword to block it.
It was a fireball!
The fireball struck the long sword and was crushed by the white light on the sword.
Before the leader could breathe a sigh of relief, another fireball came in front of him.
His battle aura had yet to recover.
Without the support of his combat aura, the longsword instantly turned into a puddle of molten iron under the high temperature of the fireball.
"Aah!"
The leader shouted in pain.
The molten iron from the long sword splashed onto his face, causing him to scream in pain from the heat.
But he finally found an opportunity. His body rolled nimbly and avoided the third fireball.
This scene happened in an instant. It changed in an instant. Everyone was shocked and stopped what they were doing.
"The witch."
A hoarse voice slowly sounded.
The leader rose up from the ground, and his entire face was burnt to rot. That's so disgusting.
"It's a shame."
Someone slowly walked out from the shadow of the carriage.
Everyone stared at him, and their eyes instantly widened.
It was a handsome young man with an indifferent expression, with an indescribable poise and elegance.
"Young master!"
"Mr Joelson!"
Young Martin and Benson shouted at the same time.
Their faces were full of excitement and excitement. The young Martin sees that his young master is fine, while Benson is happy he can stay.
"I didn't think there was a witch hiding in the little Lucca Caravan."
The leader gritted his teeth and said angrily.
Joelson looked at him indifferently and raised his right hand. A fireball the size of a fist appeared in his palm. He could feel the heat even from a distance.
The leader's face suddenly became extremely frightened.
He turned around and fled without thinking.
The face of the bandit was also full of fear.
"A mage! It's actually a mage!"
"Damn, run!"
"Aah!"
After a shrill cry, a bandit fell to the ground with a large hole in his chest. His body gave off a charred smell.
He was obviously an unlucky person who was hit by a fireball.
This further increased the fear in the hearts of the other bandits.
All the bandits ran in all directions in panic. Some even ran to the path of death.
"Wait for what else? Chase them!"
Joelson snorted coldly. Only then did the caravan guards react and immediately chased after them.
Their morale is rising.
The situation immediately turned around. The guards suppressed the bandits and fought them.
Joelson quickly chased them.
He could not let the leader, who was at least a 3rd Rank Knight, escape.
Along the way, he casually killed two more escaping bandits.
It was an incredible feeling to have the life of another person in his hands at all times.
Fireballs danced at his fingertips, and each could easily take a life.
The magic power was too strong, and ordinary people could not fight against it.
Only leader.
He had completely avoided his three fireballs. That was amazing.
In an empty place, Joelson called Du Lu and rode him.
He ordered her to fly close to the forest at a low altitude. Not long after, the figure of the leader was seen fleeing in panic.
His speed was extremely fast, jumping from the forest like a deer. It was almost impossible to see his figure clearly.
However, no matter how fast he ran with his feet, he could not compare to Du Lu's flying speed.
"Damn it, I actually met a witch and directly threw a fireball. Is that kid a monster?"
The leader cursed as he ran.
He felt that the sky above his head had suddenly darkened.
He unconsciously looked.
The leader's expression was dull, and he was dumbfounded.
A shadow covered the sky, and the leader's face was filled with malice.
"What's this?"
This was the last thought in his mind.
"Ka-cha!"
Du Lu bit off more than half of the leader's body in one bite.
After chewing twice, he seemed to feel bad taste and vomited.
The meat and blood sauce mixed with Du Lu's saliva fell next to the two lonely broken legs.
Seeing this, Joelson felt nauseous.
"Idiot, next time don't make it so disgusting."
He slapped Du Lu's head twice.
Du Lu shouted sadly and nodded his head.