That bard is such a charmer!

Chapter 12 Kill that kobold

Upon seeing this, the kobold sorcerer realized that he had been tricked by the cunning humans.

But why is that?

Why is it that this guy always manages to turn the tables on him?

Damn!

Well, what's done is done, there's nothing more to say.

Let's risk our lives!

"Gurgle, gurgle!"

The warlock roared and fired a fire arrow at Richard.

As a level 0 spell (or rather, a trick), this move was not very powerful, but it was extremely fast, almost instantaneous. The orange-red flames, like shooting stars, streaked through the darkness in the blink of an eye and arrived in front of Richard.

However, Richard was prepared for this, and with the help of his Beast Intuition, he simply took two steps to the side and back, easily dodging the attack without even getting a hair burned.

However, this played right into the warlock's hands.

From the beginning, the sorcerer's goal was to force Richard to retreat and create distance between them.

Only after reaching this distance did he dare to chant incantations, manipulate the materials, and cast his second spell.

"Gah! (Try out how powerful the spider web is!)"

With his roar, a thick white net, covering an area of ​​six or seven meters, appeared out of thin air and came down on Richard's head.

Richard immediately recognized it as the second-tier spell Web Spell!

Once trapped, it's difficult to break free in a short time.

Richard tried to dodge, but the area affected by the web was too large. Even with the help of his intuition and his mental preparation, he was still trapped with one of his left legs covered, and his body was pinned to the ground.

The kobold warlock laughed heartily, believing Richard was completely finished, and raised his hand to finish the fight with a single fire arrow.

However, he soon discovered that he couldn't raise his hand at all.

His laughter not only didn't stop, but became even more manic. In the end, he laughed until his stomach hurt, and he fell to the ground, arching his back like a shrimp and rolling around wildly.

His face twitched in panic.

What happened?

Oh no! That human is also a spellcaster! I've been hit by his spell!

It turns out that while the warlock was preparing his spell, Richard wasn't idle either. He secretly chanted a spell and cast a maniacal laugh spell on the kobold warlock!

Trying to control me?

Then I have to control you too!

And so, at this very moment, Richard and the sorcerer were each struck by a spell and rendered unable to move.

However, Richard quickly came up with a way to get out of trouble.

Indeed, the spider web had stuck to his left leg, sticky and difficult to break free from.

But he was still wearing pants!

If you just remove the trouser leg that's stuck, the person will be out, right?

Sorry, Pants Bro, for the sake of victory, I have no choice but to cut ties with you!

Richard gripped the sword in his backhand, pulled hard, and instantly gained his freedom at the cost of having his lower legs stripped bare!

On the other side, the warlock had just recovered from the spell of laughter and was shocked to see that Richard had escaped so easily.

He wanted to launch an attack immediately, but his mouth was still twitching, so he couldn't chant the incantation.

Richard, however, had already bypassed the web and strode up to the sorcerer, raising his one-handed sword and swinging it forcefully...

when!

...Then, it struck a semi-transparent shell, failing to cause any effective damage.

Is this... a shield spell?

Wait a minute, this spell wasn't on the panel I checked before.

Richard was also taken aback for a moment before noticing that the kobold warlock had a bracelet made of teeth from different animals on his right wrist, which was glowing slightly.

Yes, this warlock himself can't cast shields, but he has equipment!

Damn it, our intelligence gathering is still not comprehensive enough!

Richard reacted quickly, immediately withdrawing his strength and changing his slash into a thrust, aiming for the sorcerer's chest.

However, that momentary mistake gave the warlock a chance to catch his breath.

He rolled to the side in a panic, dodging Richard's blade. His palms turned red, and he was about to unleash the fire arrow again!

At such close range, even Richard, with his beastly instincts, could no longer dodge perfectly!

At that moment, he had no time to sheathe his sword and defend himself.

In the nick of time, he simply lowered himself and rammed his shoulder into the sorcerer.

Take this Kun Fist - Iron Mountain Lean!

"Gah!"

Caught off guard, even with a shield, the warlock was still knocked off balance by the purest kinetic energy impact.

To make matters worse, there was a flight of stairs behind him—after all, this was an underground city built by the dwarves based on the mines, and the houses and squares were all designed to be staggered, with varying elevations every few steps.

So naturally, the warlock lost his footing and fell down the steps.

As it tumbled and rolled, it thumped down like a ball until it finally crashed into the wall of the next level.

In this series of collisions, the shield that had been protecting him completely dissipated, and the tooth bracelet on his wrist snapped into several pieces with a loud crack!

Richard observed these details and, without hesitation, launched into a verbal attack, shouting, "You pathetic lizard-headed creature, your death is nigh!"

Then he jumped down the steps, twisted his waist in mid-air to gather strength, and unleashed the combat technique, Wild Dance Slash, once again!

As the sorcerer recovered from the collision at the bottom of the steps, he saw Richard descend from the sky.

He realized something was terribly wrong, and with a fierce determination, he raised his bleeding arm, intending to deliver a fiery arrow to Richard and take him down with him.

Unexpectedly, a barrage of malicious psychological attacks arrived silently, causing him a headache and preventing him from performing the magic trick that was supposed to be almost instantaneous.

He tried again immediately, but he was destined not to have a second chance.

Because death has come!

Richard's Wild Slash was fully charged. The blade, accompanied by a whistling wind, slashed diagonally into the sorcerer's neck. Then, as easily as cutting tofu, it cleaved through the flesh and severed the bones, splitting the small body in two with dripping blood!

"Gah... Ah!"

With a final cry of pain, the kobold warlock, his face filled with terror and disbelief, breathed his last.

Mission accomplished...

Richard looked at the string of words appearing on his retina and let out a long sigh.

But he immediately took that breath back.

Because the battle had been so loud and dragged on for so long, the kobolds that had been scattered around were all drawn over.

They were now standing on the steps where Richard had been standing, each holding a weapon, anxiously gazing at the battlefield.

Richard, on the other hand, was exhausted and dizzy from the continuous casting and unleashing of spells and combat techniques. If these kobolds who were observing chose to charge down...

Richard's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, then he raised his head, grinned at the dog-headed men, revealing eight large white teeth.

Then, maintaining that confident smile, he calmly crouched down and, with a single stroke of his sword, severed the sorcerer's head.

Finally, he raised the blood-dripping head, waved it at the dog-headed men on the steps, and shouted:

"Do you want to be like him?"

"Caw caw caw!"

Richard didn't cast a spell; he simply asked a question. But the power of that question was comparable to being verbally abused. In the next second, the kobolds' morale plummeted, and they scattered and fled in panic.

In the blink of an eye, Richard was the only one left on the battlefield.

call……

Luckily, they were timid enough.

Richard was finally relieved. He threw away the sorcerer's head and retreated into the deeper darkness.

It's time to take a look at the harvest...