Chapter 285 Encounter in the Valley

The four wild boars were all extremely tall and strong.

The wild boar in the head, with red mane all over his body, is a razor boar, followed by three ferocious wild boars that are slightly smaller.

"Stop! Stop!"

Roger, who had good eyesight, also noticed that the situation was not good, and quickly stopped his companions from approaching, so as not to disturb the four wild boars and attract attacks.

"Gods! One razor boar and three ferocious boars, this is too scary!" Thomas shrank his head and hid in the grass, muttering to himself, "I can't mess with it, I can't mess with it..."

Dick turned around to appease the frightened dogs one by one, signaling them to hide obediently and don't bark.

If the red-haired monster and its three followers are lured here, something serious will happen!

Joan also squatted into the grass, holding the magic ball of light in his left palm, and shining it on the group of hunters facing the Razorboar across the stream.

On the opposite side of the hunting team, one person seemed to sense the light and quickly turned his head to look over.

The moment the two sides looked at each other, Qiao An couldn't help being stunned.

The person on the opposite side was also stunned for a moment, and raised his hand as if to say hello, but after hesitating, he still didn't make a sound.

"Did you notice that those people on the opposite side...look a little familiar!" Thomas whispered in Joan's ear.

"They are indeed acquaintances," Joan replied with mixed feelings, "That is the hunting team of Edward Gates and Senior Martin."

"Since we all know each other, do you want to help them?" Dick asked.

Thomas showed hesitation, and replied in a low voice: "Edward... how should I put it, he is too thoughtful. We want to help him share the pressure, but he may not be grateful. No reward."

Hearing what he said, Brother Tyndale put down all the weapons he had just picked up, and it was difficult for him to decide whether to go to help.

Joan did not comment on this issue, and silently followed the situation on both sides of the stream.

The group of wild boars on the opposite side seemed to be irritated by the barking of the hounds beyond their control. Headed by the Razor Boars, they rushed down the river bank angrily, wading through the stream and approaching the opposite bank.

The stream was only two or three feet deep. Four wild boars crossed the stream.

The four Edwards on the other side didn't seem panicked.

Two professional soldiers in mail armor drove the hounds into the woods, each raised a magic crystal shotgun, and fired repeatedly while the wild boar was staggering across the river.

Both of the magic crystal muskets held by the two were enchanted weapons. The bullets they fired penetrated the protective force field of the razor boar, and clusters of scarlet blood exploded on the huge monster.

Roger couldn't help smacking his lips enviously when he saw the two gunmen firing continuously.

Joan also discovered that the magic crystal gun equipped by Edward's companion was the same style as the shotgun used by the Custis sisters. It was equipped with a magazine that could fire up to four bullets in a row.

In contrast, Roger's old-fashioned shotgun is a bit outdated. There is no external magazine, and it can only be loaded with one bullet. Compared with the new magic crystal gun, there is a big gap in shooting efficiency.

Although Edward's team had two professional gunmen with excellent marksmanship and equipped with the latest muskets, they still failed to kill the mighty Razorboar after one round of shooting.

The monster was shot eight times and was covered in blood, but its ferocity remained undiminished. It was the first to rush out of the stream and land on the bank.

At this moment, Edward seemed to have realized that the gunmen had made a serious mistake and should not waste their firepower on the roughest and thickest razor boar.

If they concentrated fire on a relatively weak ferocious wild boar, the opponent would definitely not survive eight shots before being shot dead.

It was too late to correct this mistake now, he hurriedly winked at Martin Smith beside him, and then raised his hand to hold the string of emerald necklaces hanging around his neck just in case.

As early as when the boar first started crossing the river, Martin took out a small ball of dry spider silk from the spell-casting material bag and held it tightly in his palm.

Receiving a signal from Edward at this time, he immediately made a series of spell-casting gestures, and chanted the spell in a hurry.

The bloody Razor Boar led three ferocious boars to land one after another, and rushed towards the slope where the four of them were standing.

At the critical juncture, Martin finally finished preparing to cast the spell and threw out the ball of spider silk in his hand.

"Ungwé!"

The Quenya word "Ungwé" originally meant "spider web", and could also be extended to mean "entanglement". Mages used to use this word as the activation character for the 2-ring "spider web technique".

Just as Martin Smith uttered the activation spell, a large sticky silver-gray spider web emerged out of thin air.

A rapidly spreading web, 20 feet in radius, covers the open space below the hillside.

The Razor Boar and the three ferocious boars behind them just ran with their heads buried in it. They didn't even have to guard against the terrain changes in front of them. They all staggered into the area covered by spider webs, and were immediately entangled by dense sticky spider silk, making it difficult for them to walk for a while.

The two gunmen had already changed the magazines at this time, and their minds became sober. Taking advantage of the wild boar being trapped by the spider web, they fired continuously, and the dense bullets shot at the ferocious wild boar through the night, with blood and wailing one after another.

Razorboar was not listed as the primary sniper target by the gunmen this time. Howling and struggling desperately, he tore off the spider thread that bound him with brute strength, and strode out of the trap.

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"Edward and the others are in trouble!"

In the grass, Thomas frowned when he saw the razor boar break through the spider web.

"In their team, there are either gunners or mages. This kind of professional combination is very efficient in hunting ordinary wild boars, and they can often kill their prey before they approach. However, when encountering powerful monsters like the razor boar, they will expose their deadly weaknesses." Board—lack of a heavily armored warrior like Dick who can hold the Razorboar head-on, once he gets close, he will be finished!"

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and save people!"

Dick was the first to jump up, and rushed out of the grass with his huge ax in hand. Joan, Roger and Thomas also hurried to catch up.

On the opposite slope, Martin saw that the "spider web technique" could not trap the monster, and immediately changed his face, and retreated subconsciously.

Edward noticed that Martin had the idea of ​​running away, and gave him a cold sideways glance.

Martin's face flushed immediately, and he stopped in embarrassment.

"Don't worry, Mr. Smith, I'll take care of that razor boar."

Edward clutched the emerald pendant on his chest, and chanted the Elvish incantation to activate this powerful magic tool.

"Yal!"

The emerald pendant shone brightly in response, and the surrounding magic net twisted sharply, automatically forming a temporary teleportation array connected to the "Earth Elemental Plane".

In the area covered by the teleportation array, mud surged up and sand and stones flew up.

A total of no less than 3 tons of sand, driven by magic power, automatically gathered to form a rough colossus!

This clay colossus, as high as sixteen feet from head to toe, is like a solid bunker, displayed in front of the razor boar!

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