All sorts of miscellaneous items were hurled by the Lizardmen, striking the Flame Archangel with dull thuds.
But attacks of this caliber...
For the Flame Archangel, who was already adept at defense, they didn't even count as basic damage.
After dealing with the last Lizardman warrior in front of him, the Flame Archangel raised his head and scanned the numerous Lizardmen surrounding him.
His bright silver wings flapped!
The Flame Archangel gripped his Flame Sword and chose the direction with the densest concentration of people, preparing to charge in again.
"Plant Entanglement!"
The old Lizardman priest, located at the very back, had long been observing the Flame Archangel's movements and immediately cast his magic.
Vines rapidly shot out from the ground, quickly coiling around the Flame Archangel's feet, who was hovering not far above the ground.
The force of the vines forcibly pulled the Flame Archangel in place, and the vines continued to spread across the Flame Archangel's body at an astonishing speed.
Swish!
The Flame Archangel swung his Flame Sword, cutting off some of the vines at his feet, but in an instant, the vines regrew and continued to entangle the Flame Archangel's body.
"Now's our chance, act!" The old Lizardman priest continuously poured in magic to maintain the spell, a thin layer of sweat seeping from the gaps in the dark green scales on his forehead.
The two Lizardman warriors on the periphery exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, and were the first to rush out of the crowd, roaring as they charged towards the Flame Archangel.
The two Lizardman warriors used the vines growing on the ground as leverage, stomping hard to leap into the air, each grabbing one of the Flame Archangel's wings.
Following the actions of these two Lizardmen, more Lizardman warriors also rushed out of the crowd, engulfing the Flame Archangel in moments.
"Ooh ooh ooh ooh! We succeeded!"
"This dead guy!"
"Kill him!"
"Damn it, he killed so many of our companions."
Seeing that the Flame Archangel was finally restrained, a burst of cheers and hateful clamor erupted from the crowd.
Witnessing this scene...
The old Lizardman priest's expression relaxed, but he knew it wasn't time to relax yet: "Warriors surrounding him, just restrain his movements, absolutely do not kill him."
The old Lizardman priest took a deep breath and gave his command.
He didn't think that, given the strength this angel had displayed, the warriors could easily kill him, but he still couldn't help but remind them.
He naturally understood a bit about this type of summoned monster, as other tribes had priests skilled in this area.
When dealing with such summoned monsters, killing them was not a good option, because the caster could simply resummon them.
On the contrary, as long as the summoned monster was not dead, the caster had no way to resummon it, especially when the summoned creature was in a state of combat, the caster could not forcibly cancel the summon.
Outside the gates of the Little Fang Tribe...
The Lizardman Hunting Chief and the Ghoul Hound stood on Lyle's left and right sides, respectively, vigilantly looking into the Lizardman tribe's interior.
"That Lizardman priest has more tricks than expected." Lyle was slightly surprised to see the Flame Archangel subdued.
Purely in terms of strength, no one in the entire Little Fang Tribe should be a match for the Flame Archangel.
"At lower levels, relying on numerical superiority can still bridge the gap in strength, and even work better than expected."
A smile appeared on Lyle's face; it was indeed a good reference point.
Whoosh!
A sharp whooshing sound echoed as a dark shadow streaked towards them.
Lyle's eyes narrowed.
The Lizardman Hunting Chief immediately stepped forward to shield Lyle.
With a "bang,"
The dark shadow struck the Lizardman Hunting Chief's left arm, bursting into a cloud of blood, and his entire arm was broken off and sent flying by the impact.
Despite such an injury, even with his arm severed, the Lizardman Hunting Chief's face remained expressionless due to the influence of the charm.
Lyle looked at the dark shadow that had lost its force after breaking the arm and fallen to the ground.
It was a pebble.
"Truly impressive, to be able to strike a common pebble with such power."
Lyle looked up ahead, praising it.
Opposite them...
A Lizardman, thinner than ordinary Lizardmen, with yellowish skin covered in yellow spots, holding a slingshot, appeared in front.
"What did you do to Guli! Human!"
Su Kui Zhu Zhu's eyes were filled with solemnity and anger as he looked at the Lizardman Hunting Chief, whose arm was severed and bleeding profusely, and whose expression was vacant.
Lyle looked at Su Kui Zhu Zhu opposite him and spoke softly: "Haven't you already seen it? He's my companion now. By the way,
you struck him quite hard."
The opponent's skin characteristics, completely different from ordinary Lizardmen, let Lyle know that this Lizardman in front of him was Su Kui Zhu Zhu, the chieftain of the "Little Fang Tribe."
He still had some impression of this Lizardman.
After all, compared to the chieftains of the other Lizardman tribes, Su Kui Zhu Zhu's slingshot weapon was quite conspicuous.
If he remembered correctly...
This individual was the only Lizardman chieftain among the tribal chieftains who had not been resurrected by the Bone King.
Because his corpse had been too severely damaged by the magic of the Floor Guardian Cocytus, the lowest-grade resurrection items were unable to revive him.
The Bone King had no intention of using better resurrection items on this group of Lizardmen, so he simply didn't revive him.
Su Kui Zhu Zhu involuntarily tightened his grip on his slingshot weapon, making a "creaking" sound, and took a deep breath.
"I am the chieftain here. I apologize for our actions, human."
"The members of the Hunter Class should all have died by your hand. You appear to have sustained no injuries, and there are also the tribesmen who just died.
"The deaths of these people should be enough to quell your anger. I apologize to you once again, human powerhouse."
Su Kui Zhu Zhu tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, lowered his head slightly, and spoke loudly.
To yield to an enemy was a warrior's disgrace!
But he was now the chieftain of the tribe, and this human, according to the analysis of the priest elder, should be a powerhouse capable of using third-tier magic.
Compared to warriors, magic casters always used some unpredictable methods, especially the Guli currently controlled by the opponent; such an eerie method made one's blood run cold.
Continuing the fight, even if they ultimately achieved victory, could result in a large number of casualties.
"I know you're stalling for time now, but it's alright."
Lyle spoke as he picked up the Lizardman Hunting Chief's severed arm, pressed it against his wound, then pulled out an alchemical potion made from common Ogre blood and poured it over him.
Su Kui Zhu Zhu's pupils dilated. Under his shocked gaze, the Lizardman Hunting Chief's arm wound visibly grew flesh, reconnecting with the severed arm.
In the blink of an eye, it had recovered as good as new.
"In dangerous hunting activities, the prey and the hunter can switch roles at any moment. You thought you were targeting me, but how could you know that I was also targeting you?"
Lyle smiled slightly, turning his head to look at Su Kui Zhu Zhu opposite him: "Don't look at me summoning an angel; I'm not a good person."
Thump—thump—
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While the two were talking,
The old Lizardman priest arrived with a group of Lizardman warriors, looking at Su Kui Zhu Zhu's expression: "Are we still fighting?"
"Human!"
"Your summoned angel has already been controlled by us. Now your strongest method cannot be used."
"Get out of our tribe obediently!"
The old Lizardman priest's aged voice rang out, and he waved his magic staff, casting a spell on Su Kui Zhu Zhu.
Lesser Agility Boost!
"Attack."
Su Kui Zhu Zhu felt his body lighten, and with killing intent in his eyes, he spoke loudly.
"Precise Shot!"
The slingshot in his hand was sharply pulled back, and a pebble shot out abruptly.
As Su Kui Zhu Zhu made his move, dozens of Lizardman warriors roared and charged towards Lyle one by one.
Bang! "Roar!" The Ghoul Hound roared, its bony chains twitching, colliding with the incoming pebble with a crisp sound.
"I really should learn some large-area attack magic."
Lyle looked at the large group of charging Lizardmen, raising an eyebrow: "Also, who told you I can only summon one angel?"
White light flashed!
A brand new Flame Archangel appeared, and its divine aura caused the bodies of the many charging Lizardman warriors to stiffen.
"Go!" Lyle waved.
Boom!
The Flame Archangel instantly charged into the crowd, swinging his Flame Sword, and a circle of Lizardman warriors were directly cut in half.
Blood gushed, and the scent of blood filled the air!
"How is this possible!" The old Lizardman priest couldn't help but take a step back, an incredulous expression on his face.
"Bastard!!"
Su Kui Zhu Zhu's eyes were bloodshot. He pushed off the ground, quickly moving from his spot, while tightening his grip on the slingshot. His other hand continuously pulled and shot, moving so fast it became a blur.
"Meteor Shot"!
"Silent Shot"!
One pebble after another, like bullets, shot from various directions as Su Kui Zhu Zhu ran and moved.
"Guerrilla and Ranger classes?" Lyle glanced at the information flashing on his attribute panel.
This "Ranger" class was his first time seeing it.
He controlled the Lizardman Hunting Chief to spread his arms, using his broad body to shield him.
Since he was going to pretend to be a magic caster, he naturally had to commit to the disguise!
Killing this group of Lizardmen was not his primary goal. What he wanted was some of the magical knowledge, skills, and classes passed down by these Lizardmen.
Furthermore...
Lyle also didn't mind leaving a false information gap for the Bone King and his group, who would arrive in the future.