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Chapter 110 Timmy
Chapter 110 Timmy
"Hold on!"
Melissa's voice came through.
With the help of the other party's healing techniques, the wound slowly healed.
The torn flesh began to close up, the bleeding stopped, and the numbness and tingling in the arm caused by blood loss also subsided.
Xia Lin took a deep breath and adjusted his grip on the sword.
We can no longer let him dictate the pace of the battle.
Timmy closed in again, his two daggers crossed, this time targeting the point where the throat and collarbone met. His movements were still deadly, precise, and devoid of any fancy moves.
Xia Lin did not back down.
He raised his shield, the edge of which struck Timmy's wrist, which was holding a dagger.
Timmy's attack did indeed deflect slightly.
Just this one moment.
Xia Lin opened her mouth and said "Pfft."
A small stream of clear liquid was precisely sprayed onto Timmy's face!
Timmy reacted too quickly, instinctively turning his head the instant the liquid hit him. But the liquid covered a wide area, splashing onto his right cheek and neck.
laugh----
A wisp of white smoke rose.
Timmy's empty eyes finally changed; he felt no pain, only a fleeting moment of confusion.
The skin on his right cheek scorched at a visible speed, and a few drops of acid dripped down his chin, etching black spots on the collar of his leather armor.
His movements were a beat slow.
Enough for Xia Lin to leap in!
The sword flashed straight at his heart, and Timmy raised his dagger to block!
"Clang!"
Sparks flew.
Xia Lin's sword tip was tightly entangled by two daggers, unable to advance an inch.
Sure enough, the pain had little effect on him.
Xia Lin did not linger in the fight. He drew his sword, retreated, and at the same time reached for the short spear behind his back with his left hand.
The distance was too close; there was no need to aim. He used his waist and abdomen to throw the short spear like a heavy crossbow!
The short spear tore through the air, heading straight for Timothy's door!
Timmy didn't even try to block; his head was only tilted a few inches to the side as the short spear whistled past his ear.
They dodged it.
But at that moment—
Timmy suddenly caught sight of a trajectory that shouldn't exist.
The short spear shaft was wrapped with a nearly transparent substance that was completely invisible to the naked eye in the dim forest.
It is a kind of viscous, semi-fluid gel.
One end of the gelatinous substance was wrapped around the tip of the short spear, while the other end was connected to Xia Lin's palm.
Xia Lin's right hand suddenly pulled back!
The short spear emitted a piercing scraping sound, and under the pull of the transparent gel, it turned back in mid-air at an angle that defied the laws of physics.
It shot out from behind Timmy!
What?!
Timmy heard the sound of wind rushing behind him.
He wanted to hide.
But his body had just finished dodging the frontal thrust, and his center of gravity was still halfway through shifting.
That's too late.
He could only cross his two daggers to parry the attacks from the short spears.
"Clang—!"
The impact of the short spear was far greater than he had anticipated. He staggered forward, the force pressing him almost against his chest.
Then, the winds of war rose again.
This time, it's not a short spear.
It was a blurry figure moving so fast.
Xia Lin's figure moved like a ghost, cutting into the huge gap exposed in Timmy's body. He held his longsword horizontally in his right hand, and his whole body became a deadly cross line that was almost symmetrical to the trajectory of the short spear.
The sword tip pierced Timmy's back without any resistance.
It pierced through leather armor, through muscle, and even through the heart.
"Pfft."
Timmy's body suddenly stiffened.
He lowered his head, looking at the small section of the blood-stained sword blade protruding from his chest.
The blank look on his face was as if he had finally been awakened from a long, heavy, and inescapable nightmare by some kind of intense pain.
"----team leader----"
His lips moved, making a sound.
The two daggers slipped from his loose fingers and fell to the ground with two soft thuds.
Then he leaned forward.
"Timmy—! Timmy!!"
Anderson's voice was hoarse and broken, like that of an old man whose heart had been ripped out.
His lips moved silently a few times, finally managing to squeeze out a few broken, almost inaudible syllables: "————I'm sorry————I————".
Timmy's eyes remained open, but his pupils had dilated, staring blankly at the treetops above him.
The forest was deathly silent.
Xia Lin leaned against the tree trunk, her chest rising and falling slightly.
The wound inflicted by Timmy's dagger had already healed under Melissa's healing spell, leaving only a faint mark. He moved his shoulder to make sure he was alright before turning his gaze to the other two areas of the battlefield.
To be honest, he's actually the most relaxed one in the team right now.
The orc Garu was engaged in a fierce battle.
The beastman he faced was clearly stronger, with broad shoulders and backs that almost tore through the remaining leather armor, and bulging muscles beneath his grayish-brown fur.
The orcs' fighting style remained simple and unadorned; they didn't use techniques or engage in hit-and-run tactics, but relied purely on overwhelming force.
"roar--!
""
The beastman unleashed a barrage of attacks with both claws, each strike carrying the force to tear the air apart. Garu's giant axe clashed with those claws, the sparks almost igniting the surrounding dry leaves.
Garu swung his axe backhand, the blade slicing across the beastman's chest and abdomen. The monster dodged, its claws leaving three bloody gashes on Garu's shoulder. Both were wounded at the same time, yet they roared and charged again, like two ferocious beasts fighting for territory, neither willing to back down an inch.
"This beastman looks like it's going to be tough to deal with," Xia Lin judged.
He turned his gaze to the other side.
The situation on Kyle's side was completely different.
The beast-like creature she faced was slightly smaller, but its movements were so fast they almost left afterimages. It leaped and bounded through the forest, sometimes climbing tree trunks to pounce from above, sometimes swooping down along the ground, trying to use its speed to tear through the Dragonborn Wanderers' defenses.
But it also encountered Kyle, who was known for his speed.
Kyle's vertical pupils were as calm as two pieces of cold metal. No matter which angle the beastman attacked from, she could always dodge its attack with minimal effort at the last moment. At the same time, the rapier in her hand was like a viper's tongue, precisely leaving a bloody mark on the opponent's body.
The beastman had several blood-red wounds on his shoulders, chest, and abdomen, and his grayish-brown fur was soaked in his own blood, sticking to his skin in strands.
Gradually, its movements began to slow down, not only because of the injury, but also because high-speed combat consumes far more energy than stationary fighting.
Kyle's breathing remained steady.
She even had time to glance in the direction of the others, observing the changes on the field.
My wandering teammate is too fierce; it seems he doesn't really need my help.
But Xia Lin needs it.
It's not that I need help; to be precise, I need the entries on the beastman.
The young man named Timmy didn't drop any glowing orbs after he died. Perhaps it was because he hadn't fully transformed into a complete beastman, or perhaps it was because Xia Lin's sword pierced his heart too quickly. In any case, he didn't drop the attribute he was so eager for.
Now, Xia Lin must hurry and salvage the accounts to salvage the profit and loss.
Xia Lin's gaze swept back and forth between the two battlefields, finally landing on the beastman opposite Kyle, who was clearly showing signs of fatigue.
It's it!