Chapter 17: The Apprentice of Magic

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In the thick bush, the young mercenary soldiers calmly faced their first hunt in life. The angry beast roared and repeatedly crashed into the small human in front of it, trying to tear him apart with its fangs and knock him out! The bushes are the home of the black-backed boar, whose powerful strength plows deep furrows through the bushes and weeds. Facing the frantic attack of the black-backed boar, Arthur had a calm and calm demeanor that a teenager of his age should not have. He always managed to dodge the attack at the last moment. Although the process seemed extremely dangerous, every evasion was precisely calculated, and he refused to waste even a fraction of his strength. As Arthur dodged, his sharp hunting knife repeatedly slashed the black-backed boar. Although the wounds inflicted were not deep, after avoiding dozens of attacks, the black-backed boar was covered with dozens of bleeding wounds and its black mane was as bloodstained as ever. Tony and Angus, who were watching from a distance on the trees, were dumbfounded by this scene! Doesn't this kid know how to be afraid? This is obviously just practicing with this monster! You know that even a level-two mercenary can't cope with a crazed blackback warthog, and some level-one mercenaries who are hunting for the first time are even scared to pee their pants. They didn't know that in the eyes of Arthur, who had been used to seeing even more vicious orc warriors in the orc camp, this hairy blackback hog was no more vicious than the wolf in the camp. After another empty attack, the black-backed boar did not rush forward again. Its body was slightly shaking, and its continuous loss of blood had begun to make it weak. But its blood-red eyes still stared at Arthur, still full of brutality, madness, and anger! This is the precursor to a full-blown outbreak of black-backed warthogs, who will go down fighting rather than turn and run for their lives! Arthur gripped the hunting knife in his hand again, and bent slightly down, his eyes still fixed on the blackbacked boar. Now he was really serious! Blackbacked wild boar and Arthur suddenly moved at the same time, rushing head-on towards each other. The blackbacked boar, with its four hooves, suddenly leaped up from the ground and rushed downwards towards Arthur, with tremendous force. The tremendous strength is enough to knock Arthur off his feet, and before that, a pair of fangs will easily penetrate the leather armor and open Arthur's chest. Facing the incoming blackback boar, Arthur did not show any intention of dodging and leaped into the air as well. Arthur jumped higher than the blackback boar, and with a flash of cold light from his hunting knife, he struck out like lightning. This is clearly a move to die together! The key to life and death is whether the blackbacked boar's tusks will first rip open Arthur's chest or whether Arthur's hunting knife will first pierce the boar's body? This is the "determined to die", every move is to survive death! But at the moment of collision between the man and the beast, a sudden change occurred! The black-backed boar suddenly shook its head and its pair of tusks shot out, like two flying knives, shooting up and down Arthur's chest and face. Tony and Angus on the distant trees couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. They had forgotten to remind Arthur that although the blackback hyena was only a level one monster, all monsters possessed their own magical skills! The black-backed hog is no exception. Its basic ability is to shoot a pair of tusks. Without tusks, the hog loses most of its offensive capabilities. Therefore, it will not easily give up its pair of tusks until the critical moment of survival. It seems that Arthur's teasing really made it angry, and the black-backed hog is out of control! Facing the rushing fangs, Arthur did not hide. Even if he wanted to, he could not escape from such a close distance. He just tried to slightly sideways in the air, trying to avoid the vital parts of his body, and stretched his arms forward, making the knife stab faster. A tusk instantly slashed across Arthur's cheek, leaving a bright red line of blood. The other easily pierced the leather armor on Arthur's chest, and the tremendous inertia pushed Arthur down hard. The hunting knife in Arthur's hand didn't touch the body of the black-backed leopard! As if using up its last bit of strength, the black-backed boar also fell to the ground, its huge head crashing down in front of the fallen Arthur. Before the black-backed porcupine could stand up and attack again, Arthur, who was on his back, sprang up like a spring and lunged forward. With a one-foot-long blade in his hand, he quickly stabbed the porcupine's eye socket. The black-backed porcupine shook its head frantically and let out a bellowing roar. Arthur tightly grasped the hilt of the knife and rotated the blade forcefully, crushing the entire brain of the blackbacked boar. The black-backed porcupine swayed its body to maintain balance, but after several attempts, it fell heavily to the ground and never moved again. Arthur took a few steps back and fell down on his back. A tusk was still stuck in his chest, and the blood on his left cheek was still streaming down, but Arthur had no strength left. The last blow he had just taken had used up the last bit of his fighting spirit! To know the story of a mercenary who just stepped into the threshold of a first-level warrior hunting a first-level monster alone is almost the same as an old mercenary drunk saying he once hunted a dragon! Arthur propped himself up with both hands and tried to tilt his head back, flashing a wicked grin at the huge oak tree in the distance. "This little bastard knew we were following him," Tony couldn't help but curse, and then prepared to slip down the tree trunk. "Oh, no!" Angus suddenly let out a cry of surprise. The exclamation was accompanied by a loud roar of anger. Arthur, who was closer, turned back suddenly, and his already bloodied face became even paler! A slightly smaller black-backed warthog rushed up like crazy, with short tusks and relatively smooth bristles on its back, indicating that it was a female warthog. "Damn, I ran into a pair of leopards who were in love, and they only came here to take revenge!" A strange idea suddenly popped up in Arthur's mind between life and death. Between life and death, a fire burst in his chest and abdomen, and the last potential in his body was instantly stimulated. Arthur scrambled to his feet. The violent movement pulled on the wound on his chest, and Arthur winced in pain. After running a few steps, Arthur stumbled and fell down again. He was so weak that he couldn't escape! In an instant, the black-backed boar had reached Arthur's back, and a pair of sharp tusks aimed at its back waist, delivering a final sting. Angus' hunting bow had just been pulled back, and Tony's head hit the tree trunk hard. A hundred meters away, it was too late for anything! At the moment when the blackbacked boar and Arthur collided, a huge fireball exploded between them, sending both of them flying back! Level 3 magic "Explosive Fireball!" Angus and Tony were stunned......
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