Chapter 110 Nether Thunderhawk

After stunning Shattered Bone Blade with Shattered Bone's Knife, One-Hammer's Affection suddenly erupted with extremely high damage, killing Shattered Bone Blade. With her output, taking down a Thief would only take a few seconds.

After Shattered Bone Blade fell, mages beside him fired spells at One-Hammer's Affection.

One-Hammer's Affection used Gale Steps and disappeared from the players' sight.

"Don't let her run, kill her!" Looking at Shattered Bone Blade's corpse on the ground, Mad Mage shouted furiously.

Holy Light Illumination spells flew into the sky, and white light poured down. One-Hammer's Affection was running away quickly, her figure flashed by, but she was still exposed under the Illumination. Spells bombarded One-Hammer's Affection, her health quickly dropping by more than half. Just when her health was about to hit rock bottom, One-Hammer's Affection used a random teleport scroll and disappeared from the spot.

In the end, One-Hammer's Affection still got away! Mad Mage couldn't help but curse. He dared not be as careless as before.

If the person who ambushed him was Crazy Thief Nie Yan, he might already be dead!

"Left side, all mages, attack!" Mad Mage's eyes swept to a few players from the Ni Ren Tribe who were charging together in the distance. Dozens of spells bombarded them, and several Ni Ren Tribe players were blasted away.

The losses on both sides were increasing, and the Ni Ren Tribe players were in a bitter battle, with the number of casualties rising steadily.

Tang Yao saw that the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for the Ni Ren Tribe. If this continued, they would soon be wiped out.

"Dao Guang, cover me, I'm going to summon the Nether Thunderhawk!" Tang Yao shouted in the team chat. Summoning the Nether Thunderhawk required a certain amount of time, and if he was disturbed during this time, the summoning would be interrupted.

Brilliant Knife Light, Shui Se Yan Tou, and the others, after hearing Tang Yao's words, immediately defended near Tang Yao. If anyone dared to approach Tang Yao, they would be killed immediately.

After Tang Yao used three consecutive spells to kill three players from the Mage Alliance, he began chanting a series of incantations.

Brilliant Knife Light, Shui Se Yan Tou, and the others guarded Tang Yao's side, not daring to stray too far, not allowing anyone to approach Tang Yao. If there were players nearby casting spells, they would either block them with their bodies or rush up to interrupt them.

Mad Mage saw Tang Yao in the distance begin to summon a flying mount. A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The good show was finally about to begin. He sent a message to one of his confidants in the team chat, preparing to deal with Yaozi's flying mount!

After receiving the message, that confidant immediately made arrangements.

After an unknown amount of time, the last syllable of the incantation was completed, and a huge Nether Thunderhawk appeared in the sight of the Mage Alliance and Holy Guardian players. This Nether Thunderhawk was huge, with a wingspan of more than five yards. Spreading its wings gave a feeling of covering the sky and the sun.

The surrounding Mage Alliance and Holy Guardian players panicked and retreated.

"It's Yaozi's flying mount!"

"It's so big!"

Tang Yao flipped onto the back of the Nether Thunderhawk. The Nether Thunderhawk flapped its wings, and a strong whirlwind was stirred up on the ground. Several Mage Alliance and Holy Guardian players were blown away, and the mages who were casting spells were swept down.

With a chirp, the Nether Thunderhawk let out a soul-stirring cry and took off from the ground.

Standing on the back of the Nether Thunderhawk, Tang Yao's magic sprayed out like a machine gun, sweeping down a group of people.

The Nether Thunderhawk circled in the sky for a moment and swooped down, killing five or six Mage Alliance people with one claw.

The Mage Alliance and Holy Guardian players were panic-stricken and retreated one after another. The Ni Ren Tribe players were greatly encouraged when they saw the Nether Thunderhawk appear.

"Boss Yaozi summoned the Nether Thunderhawk!"

"Everyone, kill all the Mage Alliance and Holy Guardian bastards!"

The Ni Ren Tribe charged frantically. The Mage Alliance and Holy Guardian players were momentarily frightened, but they were all elite-level experts and would not lose their fighting spirit because of this. If they turned around and ran away, they would only die more miserably. Instead, they went for broke, and they still confronted the Ni Ren Tribe players in an organized manner. The casualties on both sides were basically maintained at a ratio of 1:5.

The Nether Thunderhawk was simply a behemoth on the field. Countless spells bombarded the Nether Thunderhawk, but the Nether Thunderhawk's health only dropped by a small amount. The combat power of those players who dared to attack the Nether Thunderhawk was quickly disintegrated.

Tang Yao cleared out a portion of the Mage Alliance people, and he locked his target on Mad Mage, who was commanding the battle on a distant high slope. The so-called capture the thief, capture the king first. If he killed Mad Mage first, then the Mage Alliance and Holy Guardian people probably wouldn't have much fighting spirit.

Tang Yao urged the Nether Thunderhawk to swoop towards the direction where Mad Mage was.

The black bird in the sky was getting closer and closer. Mad Mage seemed to be able to see the murderous expression on Tang Yao's face. A barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He had finally come. He had been waiting for him for a long time.

The two looked at each other, and sparks flew.

Seeing that the Nether Thunderhawk was about to pounce on Mad Mage, Mad Mage used Flash, flashing out about fifty yards.

With a bang, the Nether Thunderhawk's claw grabbed the ground, and a deep pit was grabbed out of the ground. Several Mage Alliance people around were instantly killed.

Having been dodged by Mad Mage, Tang Yao quickly controlled the Nether Thunderhawk to fly up and looked into the distance. Mad Mage was frantically fleeing towards the distant dense forest.

How could Tang Yao be willing to let Mad Mage run away so easily? He immediately manipulated the Nether Thunderhawk to chase after him.

In just a few dozen seconds, the two, one fleeing and one chasing, had already run a hundred yards. The rare magic Wind Acceleration that Mad Mage cast caused his speed to soar to the limit.

"Are you ready?" Mad Mage asked anxiously in the team chat. If another ten seconds passed and his people still hadn't reacted, he would be finished!

"Boss, we're ready!" A Mage Alliance player replied in the team chat.

"Die!" Tang Yao shouted coldly and urged the Nether Thunderhawk to suddenly accelerate. The Nether Thunderhawk swooped down, its sharp claws like steel knives. It looked like Mad Mage was about to die under the Nether Thunderhawk's claws.

The Nether Thunderhawk's claws were getting closer and closer to Mad Mage. At this critical moment, Tang Yao suddenly heard the sound of rushing wind coming from the right side. His heart skipped a beat. He saw shadows of people in the dense forest on the right. Just now, Tang Yao was single-mindedly focused on killing Mad Mage and had not expected that so many people were ambushed in the forest next to him.

These people were all Thieves, hiding in the dense forest using Stealth. They only made their move after Tang Yao entered their attack range.

These players were frantically throwing something at Tang Yao, and a cold light flashed in the air, flashing with a faint green light. Tang Yao took a closer look and was shocked. These things were throwing axes, about the size of an arm, with a long handle, made of fine iron, and extremely sharp. What was even more ruthless was that they had smeared poison on them.

Throwing axes were relatively rare props, extremely lethal. Throwing weapons were the bane of flying mounts. If the flying mount's flying altitude was more than thirty yards above the ground, there was no need to pay attention to these weapons, but now, in order to chase and kill Mad Mage, Tang Yao had lowered the Nether Thunderhawk's flying altitude to less than five yards above the ground. It was already within the attack range of the throwing axes.

If hit by so many throwing axes, the Nether Thunderhawk would definitely be seriously injured.

Injuries to flying mounts were divided into three types: minor injuries, moderate injuries, and severe injuries. Minor injuries would automatically recover within a few hours. If they suffered severe injuries, unlike ordinary players, who could just drink a bottle of blood to recover, they needed special herbs to heal, and it would take at least several days to recover. If severe injuries were not treated, they could lead to death. After a flying mount died, it generally could not be resurrected.

Tang Yao quickly directed the Nether Thunderhawk to fly sideways, performing a difficult aerial dodge.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, dozens of throwing axes flew past Tang Yao's side, and two throwing axes pierced into the Nether Thunderhawk's body. The Nether Thunderhawk screamed, and blood splattered out. One throwing axe flew past Tang Yao's cheek, causing Tang Yao to break out in a cold sweat.

How dangerous!

The Nether Thunderhawk only took two throwing axes, and it was only a minor injury, so there was no immediate danger.

The Mage Alliance and Holy Guardian people had been lying in ambush here for a long time. Tang Yao was not stupid and immediately realized that this was a trap. He no longer insisted on chasing Mad Mage and rode the Nether Thunderhawk to dodge to the side, preparing to escape. The toxins smeared on the two throwing axes were spreading rapidly, causing some impact on the Nether Thunderhawk's movement speed. Fortunately, it only decreased slightly and did not cause any substantial impact.

Mad Mage thought that this wave of throwing axes should be able to hit more than ten of them, or even more. This way, the Nether Thunderhawk would at least suffer moderate damage, and its mobility would be greatly reduced, giving them a chance to kill the Nether Thunderhawk. He didn't expect that Tang Yao would control the Nether Thunderhawk to perform a difficult dodge, avoiding many of them. So many throwing axes only hit two.

"Everyone, prepare the throwing axes, don't let him run away, be sure to bring him down!" Mad Mage shouted anxiously in the dense forest. It was not easy to have a chance to kill the Nether Thunderhawk, and he absolutely could not miss it!

The twenty-six Mage Alliance and Holy Guardian axe throwers quickly chased after the Nether Thunderhawk. Their throwing axes still needed a certain cooldown time, and they could not be used until the cooldown was over. Moreover, the number of throwing axes was limited, and they could only attack in two waves.

There was no time, the Nether Thunderhawk was about to run away! Mad Mage was extremely anxious.

Tang Yao was preparing to ride the Nether Thunderhawk to escape when he suddenly felt that the surrounding air was a little strange. The trees rustled, and strange sounds came from the distance.

"What's going on?" Mad Mage asked in the team chat in confusion.

Could it be that the Ni Ren Tribe also had reinforcements coming?

"I don't know!"

They looked towards the top of the dense forest in the distance, and a huge flying pet appeared in their sight. This flying pet had a long, snake-like body, curled up in the air, with two pairs of transparent wings on its back, like a dragonfly, constantly flapping.

"It's a Wind Serpent!" A Mage Alliance player next to him exclaimed.