vncnus Chapter 392 Invasion
Chapter 392 Invasion
Chapter 392 Invasion
"arrive."
Gillian hid behind a tree and whispered to Tuscarola.
Tuscarola didn't speak, but just stared at Gillian's furtive appearance.
Well, it is somewhat comical.
She gazed ahead and saw several stone houses faintly visible at the edge of the forest.
The people of the basin prefer to use wooden houses, but the exception here is that the people in the "warehouse" are very careful, fearing that someone will come to rob them.
However, since three mercenary teams are stationed here, even bandits wouldn't dare to easily attack this place.
Tuscarola was not a bandit, and he was far more formidable than one.
Without hesitation, she swaggered forward.
"Boss! Where are you going?" Gillian asked.
"Is that even a question?" She turned and gave Gillian a look.
"Boss?"
Hmm—she didn't understand.
Tuscarola shook her head; indeed, not everyone could have the same rapport with her.
All she could say was, "Go save my fellow countrymen."
"But boss, what's your plan?"
"Release your compatriots," Tuscarola said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"What if we encounter an enemy?"
Tuscalola replied, "Kill him."
Explaining is so tiring, Tuscarola doesn't want to deal with Gillian anymore.
She faced forward and continued walking.
The road in the basin was very difficult to walk on, with ups and downs, and Tuscarola felt some pain in his legs.
The chirping of cicadas mingled with the rustling of leaves, filling Tuscarola's ears with a murky sound.
Tuscarola just wanted to get this over with quickly, then find a quiet place and lie down comfortably for a few hours.
She quickened her pace.
When they arrived at the front of the village, Tuscarola discovered that there was a stone wall surrounding the village.
Tuscarola believed that if the bandits tried to plunder this place, they would surely fail.
She suddenly remembered that back in White Mirror Square, she had cut through the wall to take Lolotti to the shore of the ditch, and that wall was much larger than this one.
But back then it had to be done secretly, but there's no need for that now.
Tuscarola walked directly to the main entrance and then went straight inside.
The mercenaries guarding the gate were all stunned, and it took them a long time to react.
One of the mercenaries drew his sword and stood in front of Tuscarola.
Tuscarola is not afraid to kill, but he does not have a penchant for killing.
At least, these people don't pose a threat to her right now.
At this moment, the mercenary in front of him seemed to notice Tuscarola's eyes:
"A green-eyed person? Damn it, how did that green-eyed person sneak out?"
After sneaking out, Tuscarola thought for a while before realizing—they thought I was one of their slaves?
The mercenary said to the others, "Take her back and ask her which boss's slave she is."
As soon as he finished speaking, several mercenaries surrounded him.
Tuscarola remained completely calm; she said in a cold voice:
"Don't come near me!"
The mercenaries were clearly surprised: "Huh? She can speak the Royal Language?"
Tuscarola continued, "I am not your slave. Here's my advice: whatever I do, you must not interfere."
Upon hearing this, the mercenary in front of Tuscarola burst into laughter.
"Don't interfere? A green-eyed person, a lowly slave, dares to speak to us like that? Even our employer has to call us 'Master,' do you think we'll listen to you?"
This is the nature of the Kingdom people: blindly arrogant, complacent with even the smallest achievements.
Therefore, Tuscarola hates the Kingdom people.
She had already given these people advice, and she particularly hated saying the same thing a second time.
Tuscarola stopped talking and took a step to the side, intending to go around the mercenary in front of him.
As a result, a mercenary on the left stepped forward and tried to grab Tuscarola with his calloused hands.
Tuscarola no longer hesitated.
A basic magic circle was constructed by Tuscarola, and the Radiant Realm unfolded to Tuscarola's side.
Although the magic circle was rudimentary, Tuscarola used it with far from rudimentary skill.
To accurately control the unfolding direction and size of the rosy clouds, extremely high micro-management skills are required.
If you're not careful, you could easily injure yourself by creating a magic circle around yourself.
This is a maneuver that Tuscarola wouldn't have dared to attempt in the past.
But her skill level has already improved, not to mention the aid of Lolotti's mind magic.
Tuscarola can now guarantee that the magic circle she has constructed will have minimal error compared to her expectations.
Even if you construct a hundred magic circles in a row, you are not guaranteed to make a mistake even once.
Purple crystals bloomed.
The rosy clouds appeared and then disappeared.
Boom!
An arm fell to the ground.
A few seconds later, the man screamed.
"Ah!"
Tuscarola gave the other person a cold look, then continued walking.
The others were also stunned. As he brushed past the mercenary in front of him, he muttered:
"A magician?"
At this moment, three more mercenaries drew their swords and stabbed at Tuscarola.
Sigh. Some people really don't listen to advice.
They drew their swords at Tuscalola, indicating that they intended to kill him.
Then Tuscalola had nothing to hesitate about.
A magic circle is successfully constructed, and then it is destroyed.
However, the second and the third.
In less than two seconds, Tuscarola had already constructed three shimmering realms.
At the same time, it precisely sliced open the heads of the three people.
Because Tuscarola moved so fast, they even took a few steps before gradually losing their bearings and collapsing to their deaths.
Tuscarola ignored him and continued on his way.
At that moment, Tuscarola noticed the mercenary ahead, his eyes filled with fear.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could a magician cast a spell so quickly! Who are you?"
I am Tuscarola, but she didn't say anything.
Well, I don't need to explain to anyone.
Tuscarola continued onward, and soon she saw several of her compatriots working.
They also discovered Tuscalola, and they were surprised that Tuscalola had no iron in his hands.
Tuscalola didn't waste any time; he immediately cut the iron for several people and then said:
"Follow me."
The group was taken aback for a moment, but they immediately followed behind Tuscarola.
Tuscarola asked one of them, "Where are the others?"
"In the warehouse—working."
"lead the way."
The man nodded and led Tuscarola forward.
At this moment, several armed soldiers surrounded them:
"What are you doing!"
Judging from appearances, this is from another group of mercenaries?
Tuscarola tried to persuade them again, but they still chose to attack, so Tuscarola had no choice but to kill them.
Tuscalola told his compatriots to pick up their weapons.
Her idea was to have them use weapons to cut the slaves' chains.
Although using the Radiant Realm is more convenient, it consumes magic power.
It's unclear what battles we'll have to go through, so we can't waste our magic too easily; we need to conserve it.
When they arrived at the warehouse, Tuscarola indeed saw a large number of his compatriots.
The huge house was filled with all sorts of goods.
There were barrels of wine, sacks of grain, fabrics, luxury goods, and so on. Her compatriots carried heavy loads, moving around the warehouse and transporting the goods to their designated locations.
Several men dressed as mercenaries, holding leather whips, were ready to lash out at any lazy slave.
They should be the third group of mercenaries.
A mercenary sat at the deepest part of the warehouse, quietly watching everything that was happening inside.
Tuscarola also sensed that the warrior seemed to be no ordinary person!
However, Tuscarola was not afraid of him, but she still did not provoke him.
As long as this person doesn't bother her, she doesn't plan to do anything to these people.
Tuscalola said to the men behind him, "Go and cut the iron from the hands of the other slaves."
"Us?" These people were clearly somewhat insecure.
"Don't worry, I will protect you," Tuscarola said. There weren't many enemies here, and protecting a few of his comrades would be a piece of cake for Tuscarola.
Ultimately, these people chose to act according to Tuscalola's instructions.
Their actions were ultimately too conspicuous and quickly drew the attention of the mercenaries.
Seeing that they were about to stab their own people with their swords, Tuscarola immediately constructed a magic circle.
In the blink of an eye, Tuscarola killed the man.
I still need to explain, Tuscarola thought, finding it troublesome. "As long as you don't make any rash moves, I won't kill you."
Seemingly recognizing Tuscarola's power, these people did not heed his words.
They stood frozen in terror, not daring to brandish their weapons even when they had drawn them.
Their gazes were fixed on the mercenary deep inside.
Tuscalola also looked over.
This person's originally lazy gaze became alert and focused after witnessing Tuscarola's power.
Finally, he slowly got up and walked towards Tuscalola.
In his hand, he was also holding a slender steel knife.
"A magician?" he muttered to himself. "A green-eyed person? What an interesting combination—girl, you seem to speak the Kingdom Language?"
Tuscarola did not answer, but simply observed the man's every move.
"What do you want to do?"
That's a question worth answering: "I'm taking these people away."
Tuscarola spoke sincerely; she genuinely hoped the person in front of her could understand her, which would simplify things.
She has always preferred simplicity.
The man smiled and said, "That's impossible. It's my job to guard them. If you take them away, no one will hire me and my mercenary group."
"But I have to take them with me," Tuscarola said resolutely.
"Then there's nothing more to say," the man sighed and shook his head.
Tuscarola nodded in agreement.
A moment later!
The man suddenly transformed into a white blur and rushed towards Tuscarola!
Wow, that's fast! It seems even faster than braiding a brown braid!
With his physical abilities, Tuscarola is absolutely no match for this person.
However, the other party has to be able to get close to her first.
A magic circle materialized in her palm, creating a shimmering barrier in the man's path.
If this person continues forward, he will surely be shredded by the rosy clouds.
But his sudden stop was just like the brown braid he had back then.
Indeed, once a samurai has cultivated to a certain level, he or she will have the ability to foresee danger!
Tuscarola's abilities failed, but her strategy succeeded; she interrupted the man's actions.
Unlike himself two years ago, the current Tuscarola is not only capable of passive defense.
Her magic circle construction speed was more than enough for her to launch a counterattack immediately.
Two more magic circles were constructed.
The rosy clouds greedily tore the world apart.
This kind of attack cannot be blocked; it can only be avoided.
However, the man reacted quickly and jumped to avoid the attack.
Tuscarola also sensed a hint of frustration at being unable to exert his strength in his expression.
Tuscarola has been feeling very frustrated lately, and seeing others feel even more frustrated makes her feel a little happier.
That's not right—a heartless girl once said that happiness shouldn't be built on the suffering of others.
Although Tuscarola was determined to forget the girl, she felt that this statement was true.
Tuscarola took a deep breath and calmed herself down.
Just then, Tuscarola saw the man suddenly make a strange gesture with his hand—
That seems to be a hand seal.
This is the secret technique, which Aaron taught him. Just as magic requires the correct spell to be cast, the secret technique requires hand seals.
So, this person is about to unleash a secret technique?
Tuscalola immediately took the matter seriously and launched an attack.
The rosy light precisely sliced through the man's body.
However, not a single drop of blood spurted out.
Immediately afterwards, the man's body gradually disappeared and disintegrated.
And three figures that looked exactly like him appeared nearby, even the knives they held seemed to be the same.
A clone? Or an illusion?
Tuscarola couldn't distinguish them and immediately launched an attack.
Another body was cut open in the rosy sky, but immediately another body appeared nearby.
She frowned, realizing that this profound technique was not easy to deal with!
Unfortunately, he has already launched an attack on Tuscalola.
She suddenly felt a little flustered.
Fortunately, she immediately realized that she needed to stay calm.
Tuscarola immediately used mind magic to forcibly adjust her emotions.
The effect is obvious.
She immediately began to observe carefully with a cold gaze.
In other words, attacking only one body is meaningless.
So, what if you attack three bodies at the same time?
But Tuscalola has two hands—
However, it is not only hands that can construct magic circles.
Constructing a magic circle with your hands is actually just a form of psychological suggestion to reduce the probability of mistakes.
But Tuscarola, with her mind magic, might not lack that probability?
Tuscarola lowered his hands and focused his mind.
Three magic circles were simultaneously constructed in front of Tuscarola.
Then, they cut open the three bodies at the same time.
In two instants, it crumbled and vanished.
The remaining one had his left arm cut off.
"what!"
The man screamed in agony, his eyes filled with nothing but terror.
He realized that he was no match for Tuscarola.
Perhaps driven by his survival instinct, he lunged to the side and used his strength to grab a green-eyed man by the neck:
"Don't come any closer, or I'll kill him!"
However, Tuscarola just looked at him coldly.
The man seemed to understand Tuscarola's gaze: "You don't care about him?"
"I don't know him."
"Weren't you going to save them?"
"Isn't that what I'm doing?" Tuscalola tilted his head. "But it's not like I absolutely have to save someone."
The man's eyes were filled with despair.
A magic circle was constructed in front of Tuscarola.
Xia Jing precisely severed the man's head.
Gudong~
It rolled onto the ground.
The remaining mercenaries dared not resist; some dropped their weapons, while others fled in terror.
Tuscarola didn't give chase; she was there to save people, not to kill them.
It seemed that all that was left was to clean up the mess. When Gillian looked at Tuscarola and realized that he had actually rescued all the green-eyed people, her eyes were full of disbelief.
"Boss, you're really—efficient?"
Tuscarola asked, "And then? What do we do?"
“We should settle these people down. By the way, boss,” Gillian suddenly narrowed her eyes, “Are there any mercenaries left in the village?”
"Yes," Tuscarola replied, "but they probably won't dare to rebel against me anymore."
"If that's the case,"
Gillian's lips curled up, revealing a cunning glint in her eyes.
"Why not just occupy it directly and make it our base?"