People are forbidden by magic, just become mercenaries

Sigurd couldn't understand what the old woman was saying, but under such circumstances, he could understand what she wanted to express without hearing it.

Sigurd took out two small test tubes from under the windbreaker, which contained a reddish-brown solution.

"Let them drink."

Lidovia hesitated for a moment, but still truthfully relayed Sigurd's words to the old woman.

Seeing Lidovia who offered her the test tube in her hand, the old woman took the test tube without any hesitation, and immediately gave the liquid medicine in it to her two children to drink.

Looking at the girls who drank the potion, their breathing became much more stable, although they were still a little sick.

The two girls quickly regained consciousness after drinking the potion, and they looked around in confusion.

After a while, the girl's eyes locked on Sigurd wearing a wizard hat.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Wizard?"

"That's understandable."

Lidovia acted as the translator. The mercenary did not deny the girl's question. After all, so-called wizards, witch doctors, onmyojis, and Aztec priests can all be called "magicians" in the final analysis.

"..."

Sigurd's ears moved, and he could hear the movement around him.

The old woman fell to her knees, as if she was still begging Sigurd for something.

"she says......"

"..."

Ignoring Lidovia behind him, the mercenary pushed open the dilapidated small wooden door, and Sigurd could sense that many people had surrounded them since they arrived.

It seems that a considerable part of the family members also have the same symptoms as the two girls just now.

"The number is four, the color is blue, the metal is tin, and the symbolic planet is Jupiter. The name of the god is el, and the name of the guardian angel is 'Randekil'. The angel who takes the position of 'mercy' comes here to protect That feeble prayer. Means the pure and divine law of the universe, answering the meager echo of the poor wretch."

Sprinkled a handful of gray powder, in this hot area, the powder that Sigurd sprinkled seemed to still have a slight chill.

And after completing this trip with respect to the mercenaries, the hopeless and oppressive feeling in the entire "small town" was instantly swept away, replaced by a gentle feeling.

Ignoring those who knelt behind him and prayed for more "miracles", Sigurd walked towards somewhere far away without a word.

"So what can I do for you?"

"You stay here in case those who sense the 'outsiders' come back."

"learn."

The maid nodded simply. She knew the purpose of this mercenary's trip very well, so she didn't say that I would go with her.

The mercenary pulled his dark blue wizard hat, and then slowly disappeared into the distance alone.

Lidovia, who watched Sigurd leave, seemed to have guessed the purpose of this mercenary's trip.

"Lord, please bless that kind mercenary."

The nun holding the Roman Orthodox cross prayed for the traveling mercenaries in this way, and the old lady imitated Lidovia and said something.

In fact, this is true of the entire "town" population.

They can't do anything, this is the only thing they can do in response to the mercenary's good deeds.

Chapter 66: The Greatest Calamity of "The Gate of the Gods Falling from the Sky"

In the empty hall echoed the violent panting sound.

The temple that was originally located in the mountain became "open air" at this time, and the supporting courtyard pillars were broken and cracked, and no one was intact.

Among them, the statues of the gods enshrined in the "temple" were almost completely destroyed. Only the statue of Agni could still be seen in its original appearance, but two of its four arms were missing.

(What the hell is this monster...)

The man hid behind the statue, because from what happened just now, it seemed that the opponent's attack would not directly break through the statue itself, and all the destroyed statues were crushed by the wreckage of the collapsed temple without exception.

Originally, today was supposed to be the day to go to the predetermined "small towns" to receive the "body", but just when they were about to leave, they were suddenly attacked.

Without any warning, a merciless explosion killed nearly 20 people.

"The Gate of the Gods Falling from the Sky", this small association with only a hundred or so members lost one-fifth of its staff in an instant.

So, they took out all kinds of "Asdora" and planned to kill the attackers.

But this is where the nightmare begins.

"Northern Bishamon is Bishamonten..."

There was a loud bang of "kong", without any warning or warning, the ground was like a flowing river, suddenly set off a "tsunami", swallowing the companion who was trying to fight back in an instant.

"save......"

With the explosion of "Boom", a magician on the other side was killed by the high-temperature fire column without warning, and was vaporized under the high temperature before he even had time to scream.

He couldn't understand what the black figure did at all. He didn't even raise his arms or chant any mantras. The broken black hair was blown back by the explosion, and he couldn't even see it in the pair of eyes that didn't have any emotion. out of excess emotion.

It feels like what he is doing, in my opinion, is watering an ant nest.

"Gandiva!"

I saw the magician's hand making a movement like pulling a bow, and then an arrow glowing with blue and white light appeared in the void.

But the target of this technique called "Gandiva" is not the black mercenary itself.

I saw the magician pointing the arrow in the air, and then loosened the taut bowstring, as if to shoot the arrow into the sky.

With a loud bang, a blue-white light streaked across the sky.

Then, in the next instant, more than ten light arrows fell from the sky.

This technique was originally based on the weapon of "Arjuna" prince. The arrows shot are indestructible, the bow string can make a sound like thunder, and the result of a single weapon that can easily penetrate armored vehicles is …

Nothing happened.

The arrows that landed on the mercenary were like soap bubbles that had been punctured, and disappeared into the air with a soft "pop", turning into the most basic magic power and dissipating.

"Shiva's trident (trishula)!!!"

Another destructive spell based on a famous weapon from Indian mythology.

Shiva's trident (trishula) is the weapon of Shiva in Indian mythology. According to legend, its three halberd points can destroy the world, history and human spiritual world respectively. It is an extremely powerful weapon for destroying the world.

And this technique has indeed caused a destructive phenomenon that is enough to match the legend.

The whispers summoned a massive wave of destruction.

There was only a loud cracking sound coming out of the air, and the golden halberd pointed straight at the mercenary who was still standing there.

After confirming the fact that the mercenary didn't intend to move at all, the forced and helpless magician used this one-hit-kill attack.

And this kind of blow, which is powerful enough to tear and melt the hardest metal, can split mountains and rocks in an instant, and ruthlessly attacked a human being with a flesh and blood body.

It was as swift and violent as a bolt of lightning.

But it still doesn't make sense.

The destructive golden light is nothing more than the same result as the arrow. It turns into magic power and dissipates into the air without doing anything. It feels like shooting a rocket into the deep sea, which makes those Indian magicians puzzled. .

The confused magician didn't have time to react at all. The next moment after his spell was cracked, he only felt something moving under his feet, but before he could react, his field of vision had turned into a blur. dark.

(strange, monster...)

The magician hiding behind the statue looked at the giant rock snake that rose from the ground, and swallowed the magician in front of it with just one bite, rolling his solid body and rushing mercilessly, no one could stop it at all.

And right behind the mercenary, the other magician, although covered in blood, still gritted his teeth and performed his favorite spell.

"The Divine Arrow of the Beast Master (pashupata)!!!!"

The pashupata is a divine arrow made by Shiva. Although it can be launched with the help of a bow, it can also be launched with the help of ideas, eyes or words. It has the third god on the forehead of Shiva. The power to destroy everything.

It is generally used to attack clustered troops or large targets. It is said that Shiva once destroyed three demon cities in the air with one blow of this arrow.

But this time was a little different from before, the arrow made of magic power was not shot successfully at all.

"Crack!" The sound of bones and flesh being twisted violently was heard, and the mercenary didn't even look back.

The magician didn't even have time to activate the spell, as if being crushed by an invisible huge hydraulic machine, it turned into a fuzzy ball of meat.

Unable to understand what happened, the mercenary named Sigurd was standing here.

He didn't wave his wand, he didn't chant a spell, he didn't even move or glance at the enemies.

Simply standing there wiped out a hundred-member association.

This is absolute strength. Under unreasonable crushing, the dead enemy doesn't even know what type of magician the enemy who killed him is.

"!!!"

The magician who was hiding behind the statue felt that something was staring at him, and that uncomfortable feeling seemed like something had penetrated his body.

He didn't have any time or opportunity to react, and his body was instantly in a state of weightlessness.

His body was heading towards an altitude of nearly [-] meters, and the speed of ascent began to decline. In a few seconds, he would start to fall freely and fall to his death on the solid ground.

(I see......)

Before he fell to pieces, the magician finally figured out what technique was used to kill his enemy.

The entire hell-like battlefield can be roughly divided into several areas.

The areas in front of the mercenaries, without exception, were all killed by "earth"-related spells, including the crushing of mud and the crushing of giant rock snakes.

On the left front of the mercenary is a uniform death of high temperature flames, which is "fire".

On the left is the strangulation of some kind of vine-like plant. In the eyes of those Indian magicians, that seems to be the mistletoe that symbolizes death in Northern Europe, but it doesn't have any flavor of Nordic magic.

And the companion who was just crushed by invisible pressure happened to be located directly behind the mercenary.

At first glance, it seems that there is no special connection, the direction does not match the direction of the four elements, and it does not match the names of any gods or angels who protect the eight directions. At the same time, there are no "symbols" or Is the "sacred object" mentioned in any story.

The feeling of falling disappeared instantly, and the magician's consciousness was also lost simultaneously.

This is called "The Gate of the Gods from the Sky", and it is also the leading magic association in India. On this day, it ushered in its destruction.

As for the enemy, there is only one person.