Move a Monster To Another World

They soon approached the nearest jackal.

The jackal is attacking an adult man.

With a hoe in his hand, the man fought to resist the attack of the jackals, and behind him was a woman with a stick and their two children, a son and a daughter.

He is the last wall of his wife and children. He can't fall! If he falls, his wife and children will not live.

But he couldn't hold on. The strength of the Jackal was too strong. He fell down after several attacks, and his sharp claws stabbed him in the chest. The sharp pain made him more awake. He could even smell the fishy smell of the Jackal's blood.

He knows he's dying, but what about his wife and children?

Are they dying, too?

Endless panic hit my heart.

Just then, a flash of sword light flashed, and a sharp sword pierced the Jackal's neck from behind. The bleeding blade was less than an inch from the man's left eye!

The blade quickly took away, and a drop of blood fell into his left eye. The man who killed the Jackal had left.

"Don't panic, don't run around, the more you run, the more dangerous it is."

The man heard a steady voice, quickly looked up, and then saw a pale young face.

"Evil... Your Highness the fifth prince?"

The man pushed away the fallen jackal and looked at Gao Wen with a steel sword in front of him. He couldn't believe his eyes: "you... Kill, kill the Jackal?"

"Not me."

Gao Wen raised his bloodless sword and pointed to Lancelot who rushed to the second jackal: "it's him. You may not have heard his name, but I want to tell you that he is a great knight. With him, you can kill these damn jackals!"

"No, I've heard his name. All of us have heard his name!"

The man shouted excitedly, looked at the distant figure, and his eyes were full of respect: "Lancelot, the flower of knights, the first knight of the Thousand Island principality! We all say that he is just following you..."

"It's like a flower on cow dung?" Gao Wen smiles.

"No, your Highness the fifth prince, I didn't mean that. I..." the man was not good at words. He couldn't speak in a hurry. He put his hands and looked nervous.

"It doesn't matter. It's just an expedient measure. At that time, I was inferior to cow dung in your eyes. Cow dung can also enrich crops and burn after drying. What can a dandy prince who only knows eating, drinking, whoring and gambling do? Waste food?"

Gao Wen said faintly, "soon you will know that I am at least more useful than cow dung. Well, take care of your family and don't run around. You will survive, I promise!"

The man was stunned, thinking that his Highness the fifth Prince didn't seem as unbearable as the legend?

At least his courage is much stronger than himself and more like a man than himself!

Lancelot didn't go far, and Gawain quickly followed.

Lancelot is famous. He was once the best knight in the Thousand Island principality.

But over the years, he suffered with Gawain. The original knight armor, Knight gun and Knight Sword were gone, and his physical condition was not as good as before.

Fortunately, his combat experience and skills are still there. If he fights alone, ordinary jackals are not his opponent at all.

While Gawain was talking, he had killed the second jackal. When Gawain followed, he rushed to the third.

However, jackals are not fools.

These guys were very smart and quickly gathered around to solve the most difficult bone first.

Lancelot was besieged.

Seven or eight jackals attacked him, and he could only defend in a hurry.

Especially the Jackal savage, strong and strong, the human body can't fight with him, neither can Lancelot.

He retreated and could only be blocked by a shield.

If there is only a jackal savage, he can fight with experience and skills, and even kill it is not impossible.

But he has to face several other jackals, which can't be stopped at all.

"Gawain, run!"

Lancelot turned his head and shouted, but saw Gawain raise his right hand and a card in his hand shining white.

Then he heard a very special voice, dignified and full of the cold of December.

Lancelot was stunned:

He has heard this voice on Bailong island.

That's the voice of the dragon!

Arrogant and dignified.

He seemed to see a white shadow, the shadow of a young dragon level ice dragon, more than 5 meters long, passing through the sky.

Then he really felt the cold, because the card in Gawain's hand disappeared and was replaced by a cold breath, covering a tiny bundle area, right in the middle of the Jackal savage attacking himself!

"Is this... The breath of the ice dragon?"

Lancelot has seen this spell.

Her "ice dragon breath" spell is equivalent to the breath of an adult ice dragon. It is dozens of times stronger than this. It can freeze all jackals here into ice!

But even her "ice dragon spits out breath", there can be no dragon voice and dragon shadow. What's the situation?

Gawain, who is the God you believe in?

Is it some ancient dragon of gods?

In the distance, Gao Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

The card "ice dragon spits breath" has the effect of causing Level 2 damage to a random enemy and freezing it.

Randomness is a problem.

If you hit an ordinary jackal, you can kill it instantly. If you hit a jackal barbarian, you can not only hit it hard, but also freeze it.

Fortunately, the most powerful jackal savage was hit. Otherwise, the value of this card will be much lower!

Lancelot was decisive, seized the opportunity and quickly retreated.

He didn't take the opportunity to attack the jackals, because there were other jackals around, and he obviously couldn't fight.

His idea is simple:

The situation is not good. I'd better take Gawain and run as far as I can.

If you run away, you may survive;

If you don't run, you will die!

Then he saw that Gawain didn't run, but rushed here!

"Gawain, what are you doing? Run!"

Lancelot was very anxious and roared at Gawain, but he saw Gawain calm on his face.

Does he have any cards?

He seems to have three cards. Now he only uses one?

If Gawain can still send two "ice dragon breath" to freeze the two jackals, it is not impossible to kill the remaining three jackals with his own strength!

It's good to have a caster. Hope suddenly appeared in Lancelot's heart.

In fact, Gawain's hands were trembling slightly and his legs were trembling slightly.

For the first time in life, it is false to say that you are not nervous and that you are not afraid.

It's just that he has no choice.

Escape?

Really can't escape!

Can only spell!

The Jackal was obviously frightened by the "ice dragon spitting breath". After all, the caster is a rare and noble profession. With the Jackal's limited intelligence and knowledge, it is natural to think that the one who can cast the "ice dragon spitting breath" must be a mage.

Any mage who has enough time to cast spells is terrible. After all, among the "9th level arms", even the most common "master apprentice" are 2nd level arms!

In fact, the destructive power and attack power of MAGE apprentices are level 3, but casting spells takes time and requires the protection of other arms. Their self-protection ability is too poor, so they are constant to level 2.

The Jackal was stunned and quickly reacted:

The best way to deal with a mage is to fight in close combat without giving the other party a chance to cast spells.

So the next moment, all the remaining five jackals gave up Lancelot and rushed to Gawain with battle axes.

"No! You can't hurt him!"

Lancelot was furious and waved a steel sword to stop the two jackals.

But only so much. He didn't have time to stop the third one.

A full three jackals bypassed him and rushed to Gawain.

Gawain was nervous.

The Jackal who rushed to the front was less than ten steps away from him.

He stepped back a few steps, clenched the thin sword in one hand and held the card in the other hand, and meditated:

"Summon: wax oil element!"