Half-elf Notebook

Chapter 177 Do Your Best

In just a few minutes, 20 orc warriors died under his sword, and the orc squad that invaded the southern area was temporarily wiped out.

For Rick, as long as he is not at the mid-bronze level, he is not even a threat.

Rick's hearing and sense of smell gradually improved to the extreme level, and most of Lei Shi City was included in it.

Although this ability was far inferior to the battle perception in terms of precision and real-time performance, its wide coverage just met his needs at this moment.

His figure, hazy as mist and vague as a shadow, lightly crossed the border between the slums and the South District.

However, at this moment, his figure suddenly turned, like a sharp blade cutting through a fragile object, cutting a long crack in the tile-covered eaves, as if a ravine was across the roof.

Immediately afterwards, Rick's body rushed towards a certain direction at an astonishing speed like a cannonball.

On the other side of the slum, a black figure was like a humped beast, killing several blind bronze and bronze-level gang members effortlessly.

Moving slowly towards the city center.

At his speed, it would take less than a few minutes for him to reach the last line of defense temporarily formed by this human city.

But as he was running, he suddenly felt all the hair on his body explode.

It was a beast-like intuition that exploded in his mind, like countless fine needles piercing his skin and nerves at the same time.

The black wolf's pupils shrank slightly, and his intuition told him that the situation was not good.

Without hesitation, he turned around and fled towards the outside of the city at a speed several times faster than his original attack.

He didn't care at all about the surprised looks from his subordinate soldiers.

Because he knew that if he did not meet up with other generals as soon as possible, his chances of winning would be slim.

He recognized the breath that suddenly entered his perception, not because it was so profound, but because he would not forget it so quickly.

That smell, that breath of war came from the invader who sneaked into the occupied territory a few months ago.

Heilang would never have thought that the powerful human warrior would hide in such a remote small city!

The towering city wall was right in front of him. Black Wolf could even hear the surprised conversations of the orc warriors occupying the wall about his return.

But he had no time to care.

The owner of that breath is already within reach!

An extremely clear whistling sound of wind came from beside him, and then a figure erupted like falling lava from a blazing volcano, suddenly hitting the muddy ground in front of him.

The small storm formed by the battle distorted the surrounding air like a heat wave, blurring his figure.

Making it impossible to distinguish clearly with the naked eye.

As the center of the storm, several lights of different magics were shining on Rick's body, interweaving with each other and quickly penetrating into his body.

Sixth-level elemental magic "Shelter from the Storm"

Sixth-level enhanced magic "Dragon Power"

Sixth-level strengthening magic "Advanced Physical Strengthening Technique"

Level 5 auxiliary magic: "Strong Sedation"

Level 6 Magic "Advanced Rage"

Four sixth-level magic spells made Rick's momentum even stronger.

Like an approaching mountain.

Black Wolf couldn't help but retreat half a step. The orc felt the palms of his hands holding the two swords begin to be soaked with cold sweat.

"Long time no see. The last time we met was a few months ago at the fortress..."

Rick spoke, and as he spoke he walked towards the Black Wolf. His steps were slow, yet extremely steady, not at all the frivolous way he usually showed towards his enemies.

The long sword in his hand was pulled forward slightly.

"Last time we said goodbye in a hurry, but this time it won't be like that..."

The black wolf roared angrily, and the deafening roar immediately swallowed up Rick's words.

The werewolf instantly increased its speed to the extreme, almost becoming an indistinguishable black mist, leaving trails of afterimages in the air.

The twin swords infused with the aura of war seemed to be shrouded in shadows, and the sword bodies were as black as ink.

Strike first!

Black Wolf understood that only by relying on his best speed and inflicting harm on the opponent first would he have a chance of winning!

……

"Well…"

A brown-haired man was lying on the ground, groaning in pain. People like him groaning and crying out in pain almost filled the entire second floor of the store.

Under him was a piece of relatively clean cloth that had been laid out in advance, and his body was covered with two pieces of rough, warm linen.

To facilitate treatment, the shirt has been taken off, revealing the injured body.

The wound was mainly on the chest, a huge opening of nearly 20 centimeters, and the flowing blood soaked the bandage and the applied herbs.

If his comrades had not rescued him from the battlefield in time and the military doctor under the city wall had not urgently sutured his wounds, he probably would not have been able to make it to this temporary settlement for the wounded.

However, even so, this does not mean that he can escape death.

Although the orc's axe did not directly split his internal organs or smash his sternum, the contusions, heavy bleeding, and slight oozing of blood in the lungs were aggravating his injuries.

The wound gushed new blood with every breath he took.

Herbs and cloth strips alone are not enough.

Without careful care and regular changes of dressings, within two days, what awaits a man is not wound healing, but festering and infection.

It is a painful death.

He was a little dazed, and at this moment, he saw a pair of brown deer boots and a pair of slender legs surrounded by a white long skirt walking towards him.

His eyes slowly moved up along the white skirt, and then he saw a pleasing face and hair that was whiter than her clothes.

"Is such a young child going to help too?"

The soldier who made eye contact with the other party couldn't help but have such a thought in his mind, and immediately prepared to tell the girl that his wound had just been treated and did not need to be bandaged again.

He couldn't help but cough violently, causing his body to tremble and the cloth on the wound to become even more scarlet - he had been lying on the ground unconscious for too long.

The small amount of blood clots in his lungs had already made it difficult for him to breathe, and the sudden thought and action gave him an experience he had never had in his thirty years of life... he choked on his own saliva.

"Don't worry, calm down, I know what I'm doing."

Ina used a soothing spell to stabilize the other person's condition and spoke calmly.