Although there aren't that many mages below, it's still enough to just fire at him.
Moreover, although the standards of these people are the 'perfectly bald' type that others look down upon, they are still considered qualified.
At least aiming is still okay.
However, 'Xueyun Peak' still felt a little relaxed... These people were strong enough, but their equipment couldn't keep up.
Although he would definitely not be able to handle it as time went on, if he was just making trouble, it would still be enough.
‘Xueyunfeng’ tried hard to dodge...but unfortunately, it was all in vain.
But compared to the heavy feeling in the past, where he could hardly control his arms and legs, 'Xueyunfeng' could still notice the difference... At least he could deflect it a little, making the opponent's spells useless.
Aim for his vitals.
In fact, he is still fine in reality.
It's still very flexible when moving.
However, due to some accidents, there were some problems with his mental power... It was like there were many small burrs growing on the edge of his soul.
It does not affect his normal life, but he cannot do some work related to the virtual world.
And in the interstellar society, how can there be a commander who cannot even access the online world?
If he just makes a mistake, he will be demoted at most.
The army is not stupid. How can it give up so easily after spending so much money on cultivating a good seedling?
But...but it was also because of this injury that he was able to retire with his original rank.
Ha~ Everything seems to be destined.
It just so happened that he made the mistake after he was injured... Therefore, it was simply judged to be an accident caused by mania caused by unstable mental power.
Although everyone knows he did it on purpose.
It was only because he knew that his body might suffer huge damage that he dared to make this mistake.
So, what's the mistake?
What he killed was never a human being.
Even now, 'Xueyunfeng' has never regretted it.
But of course he was still very excited about the hope of recovering health... although, it was impossible for him to return to the path of his true dream.
He has long been just a bystander.
'Xueyunfeng', who fell into the crowd, patted his cloak, which was poorly enchanted but had very strong protective power. He raised the ghost bone whistle in his hand and blew it hard... Hey~ But no matter where he is,
He never flinched on any battlefield.
"Damn! Ghost, add mental protection!
Add to the knights first!" Someone was commanding loudly.
However, no one listened to him at all. The priests all set BUFF on themselves first.
Therefore, the screams that followed the appearance of the huge gray-white ghost in the bone whistle sent at least two-thirds of the people into a state of panic.
"Xueyunfeng" was attacked by a knight who was lucky enough to encounter a normal priest. He took a look at it and determined that their priest shield had changed from physical protection to mental protection.
He really wanted to laugh.
Although this is indeed the best way to deal with ghosts... but do these priests look down on him too much?
Ha~ Although ghosts never distinguish between friends and foes, a person holding a ghost bone whistle can avoid being attacked by a ghost summoned by himself within the first minute... This is popular news.
The undead who cause trouble basically use this minute to trick people.
This means that even if he, 'Xueyun Peak', has alchemy bombs or crossbows in his hands, he can't aim at them, right?
Calculating the elapsed time in his mind, in the last 10 seconds before the ghost turned around and rushed towards him, 'Xueyun Peak' quickly threw out a huge fox.
Then they flew forward at the same time.
Before he was killed by the alchemy bomb flying from behind, 'Xueyunfeng' still had enough time to choose to withdraw his psychic claws and take aim at a well-aimed fox friend.
He knew that these people must be planning to blow him and the ghost to death, hey~
And the area he was in was indeed a little two or three meters away from the group of priests.
These people didn't believe that he had the ability to break through the knight's protection in such a short period of time, find the right direction, and then rush forward some distance to target the priests.
He really couldn't do it.
But this doesn't mean that he really can't do anything... He knows that he doesn't have that ability, will he, Old Snow Dog, bite the bullet and do it on his own?
He had never done this before, but he would never risk his friends.
'Xueyunfeng', who was sure that he had killed at least three priests, welcomed his death with great satisfaction.
"How long will it take for the old dog to be resurrected this time?" 'Demon Sword' observed the rope bridge that he had built before turning to ask 'Perfect Bald'.
"I remember that he has the BUFF that reduces the resurrection time given by the battlefield command achievement three times?" The 'Perfect Baldhead' thought for a while, "This is the third time today, it should be 20 minutes later."
"Then when are you going to go down?" 'Demon Sword' put away his tools and pulled the auxiliary steel cable... Normally, walking on this bridge does not require this metal wire that can be pulled from both sides.
After all, the distance is not that long.
As for him and the 'Perfect Bald Head', walking on those three main lines will definitely be like walking on flat ground.
However, isn’t there a leader of the Snow Alliance?
Even if there was a green feather cloak that could help him increase his balance, Snow Old Dog would definitely fall straight down.
That guy must be someone who can even fall on the side of the road.
"Everything is fine here." 'Demon Sword' nodded, "It's perfect. Oh...ah, it can even pull the old dog over."
"How long will it take for your next resurrection?" The 'Perfect Bald Head' turned to look at him.
"Me? That's three hours." 'Demon Sword' scratched his head, "My resurrection CD has reached its limit today. Three hours means that it will automatically reset to zero at 0 o'clock."
The best time to fight the undead is from 10 p.m. to 2 a.m....a limited time where you can be resurrected by one card.
The 'Perfect Baldhead' thought for a moment, "Then you go and dig first. I'll replace you at 11:30."
By that time, if the ‘Devil Sword’ doesn’t appear, someone on the other side will definitely become suspicious.
‘Demon Sword’ nodded, touched the mining hoe in his bag, crossed the rope bridge in a few steps, and rushed into the 1 meter high and half meter wide hole on the opposite side.
The 'Perfect Bald Head' lowered his head and glanced below: "Well~ Old Snow Dog actually killed three... no, there was also a knight!
Four people!”
Although the knight was killed by his own people because he was entangled with "Xueyun Peak".
He tilted his head, took out his tablet, and calculated the opponent's resurrection time... Although it was just a show on the spot, the 'Perfect Bald Head' never discounted his work.
That's a good habit he's developed over the years.
Moreover, these little guys on the opposite side don't seem to understand how to block their own resurrection when the enemy is obviously playing a hunting game.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, the 'Perfect Bald Head' looked at the priests who came out of the resurrection point angrily... They seemed to still be blaming the knights and swordsmen for their poor protection.
The beautiful little loli happily took out a huge two-handed ax that was taller than herself, and her whole body was like a whirlwind, blowing directly from the stone pillar.
——
"Old age." 'Cunlu' called his friend.
The female priest is currently riding on her wolverine, leading the wolverine priest group to walk majestically among the crowd...surrounded by a variety of professions and unified wild boar mounts.
The outermost circle is the real Boar Knights.
The sky above their team was filled with mages wearing magic shields.
The combat members of the Proud Sky Alliance who have already swept through the wilderness twice are now tasked with blocking the resurrection point.
They won't do anything in Hill's Magic Tower...but these people can't even think of leaving.
The opponent's goal of stalling for time was indeed achieved, but it does not mean that the Aotian Alliance is facing failure.
Even they, the managers, know what's going on.
But, can ordinary members, including the outsiders, understand what kind of conspiracy is hidden here?
All they know is that enemies who dare to provoke the Proud Sky Alliance will end up hiding in the resurrection point and lingering, not daring to step out of the door.
Sometimes, for onlookers, it is the superficial results that are most memorable.
The 'Old Sanda King' looked back at her: "Hey, Duchess, we haven't seen you for a long time.
How are you recently?"
"Very good." The duchess's voice has always been pleasant...with a hint of enchantment in her charm, "It's just a pity that after this advancement, it seems that I won't be able to give birth to cubs."
"Well..." The unexpected answer made the expression of the 'Old Sanda King' go blank for a few seconds. "Perhaps it would be better to go back to Trasil?"
"I guess not." The Duchess said regretfully, "It's because of blood. The Duke's seed was directly burned by me.
What a useless guy."
"Sometimes, some words don't need to be said so clearly." The 'Old Sanda King' took a deep breath.
"But you ask..." The Duchess was interrupted by a gentle caress from the top of her head.
"Duchess, I have something to do as an old man. Can your chat be postponed?"
"Of course." The Duchess, who was almost as big as a bison, agreed sweetly.
"What's the matter?" The 'Old Sanda King' was a little confused... Wasn't 'Cunlu' always squatting in Hill's underground maze?
Although these words were a bit confident, the 'Old Sanda King' really didn't think that their enemies from the Aotian Alliance would plot against them in Hill's territory.
It's possible that these three words can cut off everything.
Although the 'Old Sanda King' hoped that her enemy would not be so troublesome, she did not think that the opponent's brains were nearly as good as the 'Demon Sword'.
"It's the young master." 'Cunlu' tapped her gently with his finger, "You don't think that boy can swallow this breath, do you?"
"I asked why he didn't come!" The 'Old Sanda King' looked around and said, "Not many people came to ask for swords.
