The footsteps were once again driven to the right by the huge force coming from the front. Legend of Flames staggered back two steps. He waved his right hand and raised the dagger before the body that was stuck in the snow was about to fall.
In the air directly in front of him, the sound of metal collision then appeared among the battle fires all over the sky, and then disappeared with the figure of the shield warrior being chopped away by a sword in the vast battlefield shouts of death, holding the shield.
Then he climbed up from the snowdrift with difficulty and shouted to the surroundings at the top of his lungs: "Don't even retreat! Hit me!"
In the roaring response of his teammates, he struggled to get up from the snowdrift and looked at the black-clothed figures floating in the air on the opposite side and smiled bitterly, just because this order not to retreat was not because he knew the rear.
It was because there was a temporary camp, but because... they really couldn't outrun this group of people who were using magic to fool around.
"Even a warrior can use levitation... Are all the people in your magic empire magic swordsmen?"
Taking a deep breath, Legend of Lieyan hid his body behind the shield, and while slowly approaching the front of the battlefield again, he constantly and rapidly assessed the situation on the battlefield: "Without the snow,
Without restrictions, the terrain will only be greatly disadvantageous to us, and both movement speed and tactical actions will be seriously affected..."
"Everyone listen to the order! Position yourself at point E!" He then shouted: "Watch the wave first! Lead them all over!"
"yes!"
The sound of swords clashing began to change slightly with the appearance of this command, and as the figures belonging to the players retreated, they began to gather towards the center of the battlefield. Several players who also held shields then moved forward side by side,
The first to block the outermost part of the formation. The restorationists who had been chasing after them were the first to collide with these shields, and then gradually discovered the other party's intention. They retracted their charging movements floating above the snow, and turned around.
And the black shadows of magicians who were constantly casting spells in the back were revealed: "Such a tight formation..."
“Bake them together!”
In the scene of crackling sounds rising rapidly, a fireball mixed with violent energy first rose from the rear of the Restorationist formation. The extremely unstable flame energy then cut through the sky and headed towards the phalanx that the Legend of Flames had just assembled.
He blasted over: "...Magician prepares!"
"Frost Protection!"
White frost appeared on the surface of his shield with the roar of Legend of Flames, and then a brilliant white light was drawn in the air as he suddenly jumped up, and the ice shield with a cold breath followed along.
The trajectory of the Legend of Flames collided with the fireball falling from the sky. The impact of the shield's counterattack finally had an effect under the influence of the frost, blasting the unstable bursting fireball into a sky-filled sky.
The legend of Lieyan, who struggled to maintain his shape in the air, then gathered behind the shield again and let the waves of the explosion send him back: "...Hahahaha! Well done, Xiaoyu, your magic finally caught up.
Last time!”
"Captain! They still haven't come!"
"You haven't come here yet? This is because we have seen through and don't want to run away... focus on defense!"
"A new magic bombing is coming! Raise your shield! Raise your shield!"
Boom boom boom——
In the afterimages of scattered black shadows flashing ahead, fireballs followed their respective trajectories and crashed down in the direction of the phalanx. Among the players holding iron shields, the petite girl who had just been praised
The mage then gritted his teeth and raised his staff vigorously. A stream of cold air then started from the center of the square array and blew into the sky along a diagonal direction. The breath with the power of frost followed.
The fireballs were blown out of the direction and landed crookedly on all sides of the snow.
"Well done little guy!"
The explosion mixed with high temperature turned the nearby snow into a sky full of snow, which was splashed around in the form of fireworks. The ground exposed by the bombing then appeared in front of Lie Yan Legend, and at the same time, he was delighted.
The expression reflected on the extremely friendly ground: "Just right! We have a place where we can move..."
"careful!"
Amidst the sound of swords clashing all around again, a player suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted: "It's a snowstorm!"
"……whispering sound!"
The same scene as the previous weather once again filled the world as the magicians in black cast spells in the distance. The power of ice once again surrounded the battlefield, preventing players from doing so.
They wanted to spread the formation. They spat bitterly to one side, and the Legend of Flame who was holding the front together with the surrounding shield bearers then shrank the formation back, and a bright ice-colored ring suddenly appeared.
They were surrounded by the entire phalanx together with the sky full of wind and snow: "It's a garland of frost!"
"They actually launched a combo... Do you still remember how to jump?"
"Of course you remember! Just call me captain!"
"Okay then...get ready!"
In the scene where the ice-colored rings continued to shrink towards the center, bursts of ice energy spurted out from the area where the ice rings passed. Legend of Flame, who was concentrating on calculating the speed and rhythm, then raised his shield.
Before the ice ring is about to pass by the snow at your feet, move forward with all your strength: "Jump!"
Boom!
In the gap formed by the two spurts of ice energy, the group of players surrounding the city jumped neatly from the air, and rolled into the ice magic that had just fallen. Legend of Flame then stood up first and rushed in.
The man in black at the back raised his shield high before passing the sword to his head: "Be careful..."
Several screams accompanied by rising white light appeared around the circle of spreading players, interrupting the reminder that Legend of Flame had just shouted. He gritted his teeth and raised his shield and then gave up the idea of continuing to command.
He retreated again toward the center of the wreath he had just passed: "Is there anyone alive?"
"……I!"
"……I am still here!"
"Stop talking, labor and management are distracted!"
"Such a sparse response..."
Waving his shield and sword, he exchanged a few moves with the man in black in front of him again. Legend of Flame, whose body movements were greatly restricted, still gave up the idea of competing with the opponent in front of him. Then, after a moment of thinking, he took the lead and shot behind him.
Waving his hands: "Forget it, just dig as many holes as you can... Get ready to drop bombs!"
"What it is?"
A strange and clear voice then sounded in his ears, and at the same time there was a figure of a player falling from the sky. Two earth walls then rose next to the battlefield where the Legend of Flames was, pulling down several players who were about to be unable to support themselves.
The player blocked the inside of the incomplete formation: "Do you still have such a big killer?"
"……It's you?"
After glaring hard, Legend of Fire then laughed and said, "You're actually here too?"
boom!
What answered him was not Duan Qing's voice, but a dull sound of falling to the ground. The stone hammer emitting a faint earthy yellow light then hit the ground hard, once again shaking the snow in front of him and the soil below.
He stood up and said, "I should be the one to ask you this question... Why are you here?"
"Do you still need to ask? Because we are now from a duchy."
After vigorously pushing away the opponent in front of him, Legend of Flames shouted and replied: "How can we not do things for the people of the principality? We mercenaries are paid..."
"...I'm asking why you came here."
Looking at the enemies who were knocked to the ground by his hammer, Duan Qing asked in a low voice: "Have you learned any news?"
"information?"
What answered him was the loud laughter that was still coming out from Legend of Flame: "Do you want me to admit that we are here to save you? No thank you, no thank you. We were also the ones who were chased all the way. In the end, we really couldn't run away from them.
…”
"There are a bunch of civilians behind me, and they will be discovered soon!"
Putting away the stone hammer in his hand, Duan Qing swayed the sword light and the shadow of the black dagger into the space in front of him: "If one of them dies, I will come back to you to settle the score!"
"...Ahahaha, is this an escort mission?" Lieyan Legend, who was blocking the attack of another man in black, then stretched his head and looked at the direction Duan Qing was coming from: "Don't worry, we will help you continue to escort.
As long as we still have people alive..."
"No need, you mercenaries just need to avoid causing trouble."
The one who answered him was not Duan Qing in front of him, but Yunmeng who came after him and raised his hands: "The rest...just depends on my performance, uncle!"
"My dear mother..."
Looking at the large mass of soil mixed with snow that was suddenly lifted into the air, Legend of Lieyan slowly opened his mouth: "What kind of magic is this?"
"Fancy magic, ignore him."
As the icy voice sounded, the white figure belonging to the Snow Spirit Huanbing rushed past before the large swath of soil was about to flood the battlefield, and then waved a large snow-colored ice flower along the edge of the sky-covering shadow that was about to fall: "
This guy's magic has always been like this, it's just for good taste but not useful..."
"Say, what are you talking about!"
Pointing at the large area of people behind the figure who was quickly leaving, who were covered in mud, Yunmeng shouted angrily: "At least Grandpa, I have solved the problem of fighting in the snow! Do you have any opinions?"
"So it's tactical magic? I've seen it before."
In the scene where another fast black shadow passed by, the voice belonging to Mengzhu once again sounded beside Lieyan Legend: "Are you good at auxiliary magic? There is a flame magician in our team. If you can do it a little bit,
If we cooperate with her, the effect may be very good."
"...I am not an auxiliary magician!" Then Yunmeng became even more angry: "How dare you question my strength? Just wait for me, I want..."
"Please give me more advice."
Near the back of the temporary camp, Thousand-Zhihe Crane holding the Red Lotus Staff finally appeared behind the gradually approaching crowd. She walked up to Yuemeng who looked suffocated, and at the same time looked at the other person's increasingly embarrassed face with a slightly strange look.
:"What's wrong?"
"Ah? Ah...it's nothing."
Seemingly at a loss for the young magician who suddenly appeared in front of him, Yunmeng replied with a dry smile. Qian Zhihe, who felt even more strange, did not continue to pay attention to the other party's reaction, but turned away from him with a serious face.
With her body, the magic that rose up again appeared in the sky opposite as her attention changed. Then the wind and snow that had not stopped condensed into sharp ice-blue spears, and she raised the magic weapon.
The red-haired girl with the staff then closed her eyes and dyed the flames in the sky like paint in the other direction: "Casting spells at fixed points..."
"Wall of Fire!"
The flame magic, which was as comparable to the magic energy on the opposite side, suddenly stopped in front of the group of ice spears that were about to fly, blending the two opposing energies of red and blue together. Yumeng opened his mouth even wider and then
He let out a helpless sigh, and then used wind magic to push the wall of fire toward the north as if accepting his fate. The huge magic battle then attracted more and more people's attention, and also made Mengzhu and Duan Qing's sneak attack
It became easier, but a black energy flow suddenly rose among the group of magicians behind the Restoration camp, breaking up the magical confrontation that met in the sky: "It seems...
"
"It's not just a bunch of ants."
Putting down the hand holding the dark red staff, a man in black wearing the same black robe slowly walked out of the magic square of the restorers. The black hood covered his eyes, but he still covered his eyes.
The chin and the black mark extending to the side of the face were revealed: "I thought it was just a good show of cat catching mouse, but I didn't expect that in the end it actually led to a big fish..."
"Yes."
The golden light then passed through the center of the battlefield and accurately stopped in front of the man in black. The black-tattooed figure stopped the next casting action and then turned his head and looked at a path on the hillside in the distance.
At the location of the black spot, through a long distance, traces of golden light could still gradually emerge from the black spot. Ignoring the gazes of all the restorers, he slowly floated into the air, towards the not far away place.
It flew in the direction of Hulan Mountain.
"Come."
Savoring the only word that echoed in the cold wind, the man in black with black tattoos on his face let out an unspeakable chuckle, then suddenly waved his sleeves and flew towards the golden light.
In the direction of departure, the silent pressure gradually became smaller as the two figures left, returning the originally fierce battlefield to Duan Qing and others. However, the rest of the restorers who stayed in place were obviously
I no longer have any desire to continue to struggle.
"withdraw."
They looked at each other for a while, then each nodded, and then in the deep voice of one of the men in black, they quickly receded in the direction they came from, like a tide.
This chapter has been completed!