Fierce battle

The same went for the frost crocodile's blood. After Daenie consumed it, the girl's body emitted a cold aura and she became stronger than before.

"Drunken Cloud!" It was Mina's spell. Although it sounded domineering, it didn't have much of an effect on the green cuckoos that were close to mid-rank major monsters. At most, it would slow them down a little and reduce their flying speed.

But that was enough!

Several spells were cast one after another towards the green cuckoos. Apart from the one that was killed by him, the remaining four suffered from different spells.

Among them, Joaquin and Angelina's fireballs were the most powerful. Not only did the two fireballs deal considerable damage to the green cuckoos that were hit, but the flames and high temperature released after the explosion also affected the surrounding cuckoos.

"Cuckoo, cuckoo!" The two green cuckoos at the center of the explosion screeched and flapped their wings, trying to fly into the sky. Their wings were still burning, but they still had the ability to fly.

They couldn't help but marvel at the strong physique and self-healing ability of major monsters.

The other green cuckoo that was targeted by Billie's vine spear had a third of its throat pierced by the sharp tip of the spear. Then, it was engulfed by two firestorms from different directions, and finally, it was hit by Daenie's water droplets.

Due to the physical damage and the overlapping attacks of the ice and fire elements, the cuckoo immediately fell from the sky, its wings slanted to the side. It was already heavily injured.

Bob and Chris surrounded the green cuckoos that were wrapped in Mina's Drunken Cloud. They were only low-rank Knechts, so if they weren't careful, they would be scratched by the green cuckoos' sharp claws and steel beaks. So, although they had the advantage in numbers, it was the most difficult for them to fight.

After taking care of himself, Locke turned around and ran towards Angelina to help.

He stretched out his five fingers, some long and some short. Of course, he helped Angelina first.

The two green cuckoos that were covered in flames struggled to fly into the sky. As long as they were high enough, they only needed to stretch their beaks and countless green cuckoos would rush over to help them.

Joaquin and Angelina also guessed the intentions of the two green cuckoos. All sorts of spells were cast from their hands: fire arrows, icicles, and air bombs were aimed at the green cuckoos in the air.

Not only were they the strongest magicians in the team, but they were also famous for their talents in the Princeton Royal Academy's Magic Faculty.

Joaquin was better off as most of her spells were fire spells, but Angelina was more experienced. She seemed to have dabbled in fire, ice, and air spells.

Of course, spells that were cast quickly weren't powerful. The two green cuckoos had already been hit several times, but the damage wasn't as high as the first two fireballs.

At this moment, the two cuckoos were about seven or eight metres high in the sky, which was Locke's maximum jump height.

He channeled the impetus in his body and channeled most of it to his legs. Then, he used his run-up speed to leap into the air. In an instant, he was already close to the one Angelina was attacking.

The green cuckoos hurriedly adjusted their direction and channeled most of it to their legs. Locke then used his running speed to leap into the air. In an instant, he was already close to the cuckoos that Angelina was attacking.

The green cuckoos hastily adjusted their direction, but their attack didn't miss. However, the sword that was originally aimed at the bird's head was now aimed at its wings.

"Pfft!" The sword pierced through the top of the cuckoos' right wing and reappeared below. When Locke nimbly landed on the ground, the cuckoos also fell diagonally to the ground.

Locke didn't forget about the other cuckoos either. Just as he was about to leap into the air again to finish off the other one, something unexpected happened.

The cuckoos that Joaquin was attacking seemed to have seen its companions die one after another. Perhaps it felt that there was no hope of escape, but after circling in the air, it turned around and rushed towards Joaquin.

The speed of flying upwards and falling downwards couldn't be compared in the same breath. This cuckoos seemed to be determined to die. No matter what spells Joaquin cast, it endured everything and headed straight for Joaquin.

Joaquin kept chanting incantations, maintaining her usual calmness and determination.

The distance between Joaquin and the monster was getting closer and closer. The monster was about to pounce on Joaquin's face.

A wall of fire suddenly appeared. The level of the spell, Firewall, wasn't much lower than Fireball. Not only did it deal decent damage, but it was also used to protect the caster and block certain attacks.

The Firewall was a meter thick and five meters tall. The moment the cuckoos entered it, no sound could be heard.

Although Joaquin looked calm, she was actually relieved. If she'd been any slower in casting the Firewall, she would've been in danger. The cuckoos' steel beak and sharp claws could pierce through steel.

However, before Joaquin could catch her breath, a black shadow appeared from the Firewall. The cuckoos weren't dead yet!

"Swoosh!" A black shadow flashed out, revealing the Green Cuckoo's charred body. Its originally beautiful green feathers had been completely charred, and its wings had also become incomplete. There was even a hint of the smell of roasted wings.

Its steel beak was covered in black, and its eyes seemed to have been burnt blind. Even so, this huge cuckoos with a wingspan of one meter was still heading straight for Joaquin.

Due to the suddenness of the attack, Joaquin had just heaved a sigh of relief when danger struck again. She had no way of retaliating.

She still had two emergency magic scrolls and a few magic tools in her spatial ring, but she didn't have the time to take them out and use them.

She could only take it head-on. In a split second, Joaquin made a decision.

This cuckoos was obviously severely injured, and most of its strength was gone. The damage it could cause was most of the impact from its charge. Joaquin's magic robe was extraordinary, and it could help her withstand some of the damage.

So, even if she took it head-on, she would at most be severely injured, but it wouldn't kill her.

Using all her strength, Joaquin tilted her body slightly, planning to use her shoulder as a replacement for the injured area. This rational woman had already made the wisest decision.

She squinted her eyes, not daring to look in the direction of the cuckoos. She was a woman, after all. No matter how careless she was, she was still afraid of blood and pain.

The cuckoos flew very fast, but someone was even faster.

A tall figure passed through Joaquin's body with a strong gust of wind, but the impact didn't arrive.

When she turned around, she found that the burnt cuckoos was already dead.

Locke held his sword in his right hand and caressed his chest armor with his left. A trace of blood slid down the tip of his sword. On the ground, the burnt head of a green cuckoo rolled down. Its red, blind eyes seemed to be expressing its desire for life.