Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

"Click——"

Suddenly there was the sound of gravel rolling down behind him.

Salia's whole body shivered.

"Then, what's that sound?"

The people who were talking obviously didn't notice the movement around them.

"Huh? Is there a sound?"

"Are you too sensitive?"

When Salia was told this, she also lowered her head blankly, thinking, is she really too sensitive?

Earth goddess Nina, please protect our safety...

She held the scepter and muttered in a voice that only she could hear.

The sound was like a stone sinking into the ocean, not making a single ripple in the darkness of the cave.

"Okay, walk faster, they have already reached the front, and it is very dangerous if the formation is messed up!" The female mage urged from behind, and Salia nodded in a hurry: "Oh, okay, okay .”

“Click—!”

"It's that voice again!" Salia was absolutely sure this time. The voice came from behind and was definitely not an illusion.

She stopped and turned her head to look into the abyss-like darkness. There seemed to be evil spirits about to move around, making her unable to help but tremble and tremble all over.

"what happened again?"

The female mage turned her head helplessly.

Ever since she entered the Goblin Cave, this priest has been suspicious and timid. As an adventurer, the most taboo thing is to look forward and backward. She already regrets recruiting this priest into the team.

As the two men paused, they had already opened a large distance from the warriors and archers in front.

"Yes, there is something in the dark..."

Salia said tremblingly with her lips trembling.

"How could there be something behind?" The female mage turned around impatiently and stood with Salia, looking into the deep darkness: "We have been in a straight line since we came in, and there are no forks on the road, and We have also cleared away all the goblins around the cave... Goblins!?"

The female mage's voice suddenly became high-pitched and she screamed, no longer as calm and calm as before.

In dim light.

But I saw a group of about 15 meters tall, covered in green skin, wearing only leaves, holding simple weapons in their hands, and with hideous faces walking out with a grin.

There is no doubt that this is a group of standard goblins.

Whether it's the stench on his body, his hazy eyes, his wind-catching ears, his carrot nose, or his cunning and cunning expression, all of them illustrate this point.

"Really, there really are goblins!"

The female mage picked up the staff with trembling hands, tongue-tied, and chanted a spell hesitantly:

“Sajita-yinfulamalaye-ladiwusi!”

Despite the panic.

However, the muscle memory formed by practicing in the magic academy still allowed the spell model to be generated, and with the help of the magic network, the magic runes were quickly filled.

"call--"

The fire element at the front of the staff boiled, and a circulating flame halo flashed, followed by an arrow composed of flames that flew forward, hitting a goblin instantly, and formed a burning fire all over the body to devour the goblin.

“Crack crack crack crack—!”

The sound of burning fat brought with it the stench of burnt protein.

"It's not difficult to solve..."

Easily killing a goblin undoubtedly gave the female mage a great encouragement, and a playful and proud smile appeared on her lips.

But the difficulty of goblins has never been their one-on-one ability. They are evil creatures that attack as a group. What they are best at is attacking the weak with more and bullying the weak with guns.

"Sajita...yinfulamala...ah!"

The female mage still wants to repeat her old tricks.

But the goblin in front of him suddenly accelerated, and in a flash, he rushed in front of the female mage and pinched the legs and arms of the female mage. The strength of one goblin was weak, but what about four, five, or even more?

In the female mage's helpless cry for help.

She was pushed to the ground by a group of goblins.

The life-saving staff rolled to the side. One of the slightly stronger goblins picked up the staff and broke it into two pieces in front of the female mage. He turned to face the female mage and grinned mockingly.

"No! My staff..."

At the same time, the heart of the female mage was also shattered.

As a first-level mage, the staff is a very important dependence. Without the staff, her spellcasting ability is greatly weakened, not to mention that these goblins are still tearing at her robe.

Salia certainly did not stand idly by during this process.

"Go away! Get out of her body!"

"Go away! Stop!"

She waved her slender arm with her scepter, trying to drive away the goblins around her.

But she was a traditional priest, not a group of fanatical priests in the Northern Continent who used holy hammers to knock monsters' heads like watermelons. Her resistance was not only in vain, but also made the goblins even more impatient.

In addition, the female mage was still struggling and kicking her legs. One of the goblins took out a rusty dagger and hit the female mage in the stomach.

"呲——"

The sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh and the sharp pain from the internal organs made the female mage scream.

After the blow was completed, a group of goblins took a step back as if they had discussed it, spread out, and circled around the female mage and Salia.

According to their usual hunting experience.

Injured prey will gradually become weaker, but will also become more dangerous, and may fight back at any time. These hunting skills have been deeply buried in the blood of goblins, and they will subconsciously attack even when facing humans. Be prepared.

Taking advantage of the emptiness when the goblins retreated.

Shalia hurriedly dragged the female mage's body to the rock wall.

This was the first time since she became a pastor that she had encountered such a difficult situation.

The dagger was still inserted into the female mage's abdominal cavity, and blood seeped out of the robe. The skin around the wound was cut open, and there were obvious signs of deliberate tearing.

The severe pain caused the pampered female mage to open her eyes with despair, her body convulsed slightly, and she let out incomprehensible sobs.

"How are you? Cheer up..."

Salia was so anxious that she almost shed tears.

No matter how you look at it, the female mage looks like she is about to die soon.

She held the scepter with both hands and prepared to cast magical spells on the female mage. Although this behavior was very stupid when surrounded by enemies, she was so eager to save people that she could no longer care so much.

"Merciful Mother Earth, please give me the power to heal people's pain..."

Golden light emerged in Salia's hands.

When she covered the female mage's wounds with her hands that shone with soft golden light, the bloody wounds began to heal slowly but surely.

But the surrounding goblins were slowly approaching.

They have been discovered.

The two prey in front of them were so ridiculous that they didn't even have the ability to fight back before death.

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ps: Since the male protagonist is here, he can survive.