Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 181: Spare Me!

Chapter 181: Spare Me!

Controlling the galloping warhorse, maintaining the consumption of battle energy, calculating the time left for "Water Walking."

It's enough!

Hawk stared fiercely at the giant swamp crocodile running ahead, his eyes filled with excitement and joy, and encouraged the surrounding knights:

"Haha, it seems we're lucky today. We go out to deliver supplies and run into a mutated magical creature."

"Even though it's a murloc, you've all seen it, this murloc can control other murlocs!"

"That's worth a lot!"

Hearing this, the other knights became excited as well, gripping their weapons tightly.

Seeing the distance between both sides closing, Bobo, no longer caring about the murlocs he had spent great effort taming, urged his brothers to run faster while muttering:

"Damn it, it's like seeing a ghost! How did these knights spot me?"

"Old Six, run faster! If you don't pick up the pace, we'll both be dead!"

What Bobo didn't know was that the experienced and battle-hardened Hawk had noticed something unusual about these murlocs from the very beginning.

The reason he had charged out was to find out what was causing this situation.

If things turned unfavorable, he would simply retreat.

If he found the reason, he could deal with it accordingly.

The moment Hawk discovered Bobo, greed arose in his heart.

Both personally and professionally, eliminating this odd murloc and the swamp crocodile became his top priority.

So he unhesitatingly used a treasured three-ring spell scroll of "Water Walking," circling around.

He used the mist to conceal his tracks, delivering a vicious backstab to Bobo from behind!

Upon hearing Bobo speak the common language, Hawk was certain that this was definitely a mutated magical creature.

Hawk recalled the last time he sold a mutated half-elf to the Pfizer Merchant Guild, earning him 5000 gold coins, and his heart burned with excitement.

Boom!

A heavy thud echoed.

The galloping swamp lizard let out a miserable cry. Bobo instinctively looked back and saw a dark red short spear embedded in Old Six's back.

Blood was continuously flowing from the blood grooves carved into the short spear.

Bobo's heart tightened as he saw Old Six's speed gradually slow down. He raised his steel trident high and let out a sharp cry.

An invisible wave landed on Old Six.

His already massive body suddenly swelled even larger, and his running speed picked up again!

This sight brought joy to Hawk, who had just finished throwing the short spear.

"A half-elf with no apparent bloodline, only compatible with power, sold for 5000 gold coins."

"This mutated murloc that can cast spells must be worth even more!"

The chase continued as both sides gradually moved away from the battlefield and plunged into the depths of the Misty Swamp.

Bobo nervously glanced at the fast-approaching cavalry behind him, his heart pounding wildly. He gritted his teeth and suddenly puffed up his large mouth, letting out a roar: