Creator's Steam Fairy

Chapter 51 Fighting the Fire

One-handed swordplay, two-handed swordplay, half-handed swordplay.

After checking the bombs and ammunition, Luria practiced her sword skills in the garden after a long absence.

Naturally, she didn't think about improving her skills within a few days, but warming up can always be done - with her rather deceptive appearance, it is not impossible to deceive the enemy to get close.

The proof of the glory bestowed by God with its own illusion effect - the song of Roland is unparalleled in sharpness, sneak attack plus her reasonable swordsmanship, within three meters, come and slash one by one.

Come two... It's better not to get violent easily.

Sometimes patience is the key to success.

Frightened, Abigail held up a long wooden stick to imitate a bayonet, and was about to cry as she watched the cold, shattering blade slashing before her eyes from time to time.

She is a support staff, can someone else be the training partner?

Miss, you dance sword very beautifully, but can you stop spinning around?Although the swirling skirt is very elegant, but I'm really afraid that the sword will be thrown in my face by you!

The posture of huddling into a small ball and getting close to it and then raising the sword from the bottom up is also very cute, but can you not come at me?If you get scratched, you will definitely not be able to marry, woo woo woo!

Seeing the 'bayonet' getting shorter and shorter in her hand, the maid could only hold back her tears and comfort herself... At least I don't have to chop wood today.

Luo Liya wiped away the sweat that didn't exist with a handkerchief, finished today's practice with a perfect sword flower, and let the poor maid slip away tremblingly with her thighs between her legs.

Her flirtatiousness... Her next assault swordsmanship has successfully knocked down Alice who is 1.6 meters high. If she meets a taller person, it must have a miraculous effect.

Carrying binoculars and patrolling around, of course nothing was found.

She began to think about getting some traps out again, stuffing a bomb in the skirt and throwing it into the wild... Unfortunately, the iron shell bomb can only be detonated with a delay of 1 minute at most-it is meaningless, if something is opened and then it is touched Just a bomb that will go off when it arrives.

Those who make weapons are too lacking in the joyful trap spirit.

She only learned some superficial knowledge of herbal medicine in the church, and knew nothing about poison.It is not difficult for her to dig a trap and cover the bottom with sharp wooden thorns - but this is a terrain full of rocks, it is too difficult to camouflage the trap.

She regretted that she didn't dig more traps on the plateau... just cover it with a piece of cloth or those long skirts bought by Jabia, and then spread a layer of soil, it is almost impossible to defend against.

Killing an enemy with a trap is an unparalleled sense of accomplishment-it's more enjoyable than bringing down ten enemies head-on.

Loria pouted, what a pity.

……

For lunch, sautéed sage sausage with onions and cinnamon buns, Abigail added some dried basil leaves for garnish to give it a little more green.

After ten days in the wilderness, they missed fresh vegetables and fruit with plenty of water - although there are super durable vegetables and fruits such as onions, limes and summer radishes in the cellar.

But eating too much will always make you tired.

After the meal, the three people who rarely got together lit the fireplace and planned to enjoy some warm lemon tea. It was still cold today, but there were some signs of warming up. Luria, who was shouting for more honey, was suddenly stunned.

"Alice! Here, very close, alone."

She stood up suddenly from her chair and pointed due west, almost bumping into Abigail who was pouring tea.

not long ago.

The captain of the scouting cavalry swallowed the last bit of ration dampened by the continuous rain with a small amount of water with a strange smell in the water bag, and the slightly sour musty smell immediately filled all his senses.

It's asking for trouble.

Up to now, he guessed that the three women were probably swallowed up by disasters—he had found some traces of people passing by in the saddle of the mountain area recently, and marked the way to follow them, but they were on a four-meter-high road. All clues are lost before the vertical cliff.

He has expanded the search area several times in the vicinity to no avail, presumably they have already died in the mouth of disaster.

If it hadn't been for a few rains, he would have even drank all the water.Even so, the rations were exhausted, the small bottle of kerosene had bottomed out, his physical strength was severely lacking, and the blanket was scratched and torn by raised stones.

There was no need, and no energy left to explore further, he had to turn back while his strength was still there, and a day later, he would meet his soldiers who had resupplied.

After making the last dispensable pointing mark, the cavalry captain resting on the cliff heard the sound of sharp spikes rubbing against rocks on the road when he came.

He was stuck in this dead-end alley surrounded by cliffs on three sides.

After uttering a word of fragrance, he immediately activated the implanted magic device, took out the pickaxe from the luggage, and randomly cut a few holes in the cliff, then bit the pickaxe and used his strength to climb up, without even taking care of the luggage.

There was a disgusting stench behind him, and he was climbing halfway with one hand free, swinging his pick to smash the rock wall to create a point of strength.

The recoil from the rock wall made his mouth go numb, and the pick was about to fall off, but he finally persevered, returned it from his hand to his mouth, and was held in his hand again, repeated several times, amidst the sound of grunting, He finally climbed up the rock wall, but before he could take a breath, he struggled to get up, and rushed forward regardless of the direction.

A large 'creeping' was quickly chasing him over the rock face.

The rugged and towering mountains with almost no soil attached seriously slowed down his speed. There was no time to think too much. The captain could only choose a direction that was easy to climb over obstacles. He turned around while running and threw out the pickaxe and water bag. .

The mentally retarded Calamity fell into a little confusion, several 'crawlers' huddled together to grab the cowhide water bag, but more quickly crossed to the sides, chasing after him.

He recalled the past years when he rode around these black bugs on the flat wilderness and introduced them into the infantry ambush circle without any hassle - quite boring, these monsters would not scream in pain even if they were burned to death .

He untied the remaining rifle from his back and used it as a cane, his thoughts gradually became chaotic, and he kept running away.

Maybe half an hour, or maybe only 10 minutes later, he finally got rid of the stench and the abnormal noise coming from behind.

The over-compressed lungs were throbbing with pain, but it was quickly overshadowed by the burning pain from the several abrasions. He took a big breath, and the piercing pain from the heel woke up his oxygen-deprived brain for a few moments. point.

Was the boot broken, or the foot pierced by a sharp stone?

Before he had time to think about it, relying on the support of the twisted gun barrel, he was still moving forward—not far enough, and he still had to continue to escape.

The pain kept him sober, so long as he persisted for another distance...for another distance...

100 meters... 200 meters...

There was a sudden blow to the shin, and he staggered forward and fell.

Chapter 52 The Sun

"Come out, Loria."

Alice looked at the 'captive' who had fallen to the ground and struggled several times but couldn't get up, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. After waiting in full force for many days, is this level of pursuer waiting?She thought there must be at least three or four of them.

Just to show Xiaofenmao what is the art of sneak attack.

But in the end... this feeling is like drawing an extremely good card, and before you have time to figure out how to play it, the opponent just folds the card and admits defeat.

Hearing Alice's voice, Loria poked her head out from behind a rock.Ever since she sensed the familiar torch-like artificial resonance, she and Alice took the initiative to run out and wait for the opportunity, until they saw a tattered man shaking three steps in the binoculars, and they approached the ambush—— She hid in a hiding place and prepared magic, and Alice stepped forward to hit the sap with illusion.

"Run! A disaster is coming."

The cavalry captain struggled to sit up on his knees, and he warned loudly that it would be better to be caught than to be swallowed by disaster.

He tried to stand up, but was kicked by Alice again. The black muzzle of the rifle made him calm down, "Run! The disaster is really coming!"

"Come on, come on, what's all the fuss about."

Luria jumped onto a protruding flat rock and said to Alice: "Keep an eye on him, I'll deal with the disaster."

Last time, I was just taken aback by the ugly appearance of those monsters. Although I don't know why the ring magic item always nagged her to eliminate the disaster, but it is always right to kill it when you see it.

Didn't it say that Calamity contains trace amounts of rare metals?

As long as enough quantities are broken down, she doesn't have to think about the task of digging colorful ores.

Picking up the binoculars, Loria squinted her eyes and looked in the direction of the captives for a while, and then saw a large group of monsters swarming in this direction.

It looks like a huge black centipede, crowded together like a slender mouse.

It looks like [-] or [-] articles.

Put away the binoculars, do some estimating for a while...no problem.

Loria stood on the rock facing the wind, accumulating magic power. She opened her arms slightly and prepared two magic spells at the same time.

"Dirty beasts that dwell in the depths of darkness, I summon you, obey my orders, and destroy my enemies."

"The thief of light and shadow, the humble fraudster, use my hand to ignite a weak flame, and it will shine brightly."

Plain text spell, double magic unfolds.

She digs holes every day, and her magic skills are always improved.

In her spare time, she asked Alice about the experience of illusion. Alice mentioned that the magic power should cover the whole body evenly and delicately, and then transform into a flashing form. It must be well controlled...then turn their direction and shrink smoothly scope.

Luo Liya didn't do a single word... I couldn't average, so I had to increase my efforts; I didn't know how to be subtle, so I had to increase my efforts; control?Just increase the output; turn what?So far, it's better to increase the effort.

Naturally, she failed to learn the illusion of playing with light and shadow, but she also came up with new uses that are not old.

The eyes can already see those ugly and twisted monsters.

Maximum output, maximum range.

What about the length of the reading?I have a lot of magic power, I am super amazing!

"You... are you crazy?"

The cavalry captain, who felt that he was about to die, struggled and knelt on the ground, and he yelled at Alice.

What answered him was a hollow muzzle and a cold gaze.

Looking at corpses.

No, there won't even be corpses. Calamity will devour all living things in sight... After trying his best to escape, is he still going to die here, at the hands of these two crazy women?

He looked at the girl standing against the wind again, stretching her arms as if to embrace the sky. The wind blew her long pink hair fluttering. Her eyes looking down at the catastrophe were different from those of the silver-haired woman beside her... eyes full of spirit and pulsating. .

Long pink hair... The cavalry captain, belatedly, finally knew who he had met.

Between the monotonous mountains and the gloomy gray sky, the petite figure was full of confidence and brilliance.

Is such a person really an escaped 'experiment'?

Intense rays of light bloomed from the pink-haired girl's body. From a close distance, the light beyond everything stung his eyes, making him dizzy and temporarily blind.

"Magic Flash Sun."

Alice, who had already put on the goggles and adjusted the lenses, curled her lips, disdainful of this behavior of flashing first and then shouting.

Disasters also have vision. Although it is incredible, they seem to have a sense of smell and a certain perception of life.

Too far away doesn't work, but... it's far enough to throw Calamity into chaos.

As for the sparkling Luria's random naming of magic, she is no stranger to it... Theoretically, any beginner who has mastered the flashing form of magic can do it, but the magic power of normal people cannot support such a brutal output.

No... Thinking about it from another angle, this kind of rough spellcasting method with huge magic power may really be classified as new magic.

On the head of Calamity, which was twisted together in a mess like fish and insects entangled and biting each other, dense spikes and arrow-shaped magic were formed.

Alice guessed wildly, according to the habits of pink hair, it should be given a very exaggerated name... such as Super Shock?

Numerous sharp cones and arrows mixed with the invisible most primary magic impact smashed down from midair to the ground, and those bugs... the black disaster seemed to be squashed.

A layer has been dug out together with the rock on the surface.

"Magic Shock · Earth Sink!"

Alice: "..."

Forget it... for a child of this age... it's... normal... right.

Half a minute later, the captured cavalry captain's bloodshot, swollen and tearful eyes could vaguely see the surrounding scene.

He is not dead yet.

He blinked, wiped away the tears caused by the sting with his hands, and saw a little more clearly, the large sunken ground, and the disaster disappeared.

The pink-haired girl put her hands on her hips, angry... suddenly her face gradually paled, she covered her mouth and couldn't help retching.

Miss Loria vomited behind the stone until her face was full of tears. Those damned disasters came from the upwind vent, and now the stench was blowing all over her face standing on a high place.

If I knew it earlier, I would have hid behind the stone, at least my skirt wouldn't get that smell... vomit...

Alice shook her head silently.

She shook the muzzle of the gun to attract the attention of the captives, and asked directly: "Would you choose to be happy or happy?"

Die a good death, or please her sadistic heart on this gloomy afternoon.

The cavalry captain stared blankly at his blackened nails for a while.

It turned out that the severe pain in the heel was contaminated by the venom of Calamity.

After failing to deal with the wound and amputation in time, he was hopeless after strenuous exercise.

"If you want to ask anything, hurry up."

Chapter 53 This is an Island