"How far is it?" The Saint Archer Elf looked up and looked into the distance. His eyes contained an unusually powerful spiritual wave and a faint green light. It was obvious that it was the elves' eye-aiding spell.

As the most famous holy archer among the elves, he naturally has very good eyesight. He also has a lot of auxiliary vision and other spells in his hands.

He could see the situation within several thousand meters ahead, which was blurred to nearly ten thousand meters. At present, he could only see that the front was very dark, and the distorted space-time turbulence began to spread.

"There should be another 200,000 kilometers." Green Dragon's voice was still full of laziness and he said calmly.

"Oh." The Holy Archer Elf nodded.

"Wait a minute, I feel something is wrong. The hair on my stomach is standing up." The dwarf king frowned and said in shock.

"What's going on?" Green Dragon was curious.

He knew that anyone with two major talents among the dwarves was a king of dwarves. This mainly meant that they were elites. The one in front of him was also one of the eighteen kings of dwarves.

The King of the Dwarves opened his eyes wide and picked up the armor from his belly in surprise. He saw that the round belly was all made up of standing black down, and there was no smooth belly at all.

The human mage couldn't help but feel his scalp numb when he saw the thick fur. There must be too much hair, and it all stood up like a hair ball.

The hair of mages is mainly concentrated on the head and lower part, and other places are still very clean. Therefore, it is very uncomfortable to see dense fluff all at once, similar to trypophobia.

The green dragon didn't care and continued to ask: "How is it? Did you find anything?"

The King of Dwarves suddenly became solemn. He said cautiously: "I think we are in trouble. I am the King of Dwarves. I have the gift of perception. Wait, I will tell you."

Halfway through, the dwarf king thought of this and told the green dragon, the elves and the two eighth-level mages behind him. If the seventh-level mages knew this bad news, they might be hit.

"Say." The Elf Saint's attitude was still gentle, but full of a hint of impatience. This time he used spiritual transmission.

"I feel a crisis, which may cause big trouble for us, similar to a narrow escape from death." The King of the Dwarves did not yell as harshly as before. Instead, he finished slowly and carefully.

The green dragon was very curious: "What is your induction probability?"

"Generally, dangerous missions will occur four times out of ten times, and the number of crises is 80%. However, this time we brought five eighth-level mages together, and something like this happened. I don't think it is a good sign." The king of dwarves concluded.

Things to worry about.

Naturally, they didn't intend to be dead soldiers when they came here. They also felt that the safety level of this mission was relatively high and they would not encounter a lot of crises.

Otherwise, this matter will naturally be left to the human race. What will this group of aliens do? It is not easy for them to reach the eighth level, how can they die in vain?

"Go back." After the green dragon finished analyzing, he nodded without thinking.

After hearing this, the two mages frowned slightly and said hesitantly: "This... is not good. After all, this mission has already been completed."

"Shit, I'm not here to die. I'm just helping out on a mission." When the King of Dwarves heard what he said, his original expression completely disappeared and he opened his mouth to curse.

When he said these words, there was already a hint of fear. His talent had already proven that he was in danger this time, so why not run away? Don't think of him as a fool.

The green dragon said: "Well, let's go back."

He thought very simply. It would be better to go back for this kind of thing, or explain it to them at worst.

After hearing what he said, the King of Dwarves smiled and said, "That's what you said. You are worthy of being my brother. Others may not believe how accurate my talent is."

"Come on, no one has as much hair as you, so of course they don't know that they can have such a talent." The Elf Holy Archer heard their words and said lightly.

Like the humans, he felt that it was better to continue executing. Perhaps it was the pride of the elves that made him feel that shrinking would cause him to lose face. He was originally a gentleman, so he naturally cared about face.

Boom boom!!

"You're a mere indigenous reptile, let us trap you." The words suddenly turned into thunder, ringing throughout the air. I heard eighteen streaks of golden lightning falling in front of me.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, they transformed into tall men, wearing heavy armor. Each man had a handsome appearance, with upturned blond hair and light blue eyes.

It's just that the powerful aura they carry is much stronger than before, and it's clear at first glance that they are the enhanced version.

The green dragon saw it and became surprised: "These guys seem to be about the same strength as us. How could it be possible for the King of Dwarves to have an instinctive crisis in his body? It may be that they have some tricks up their sleeves, but their presence here also means that the other party knows about it."

What we mean is that it will be difficult to arrange whether we fight or not, forget it, let’s go back.”

After a little analysis, Green Dragon still planned to go back.

He looked at the dwarf king and the elves and asked, "Go back?"

"Definitely go back." The dwarf king was full of fighting spirit and felt that he had found several opponents. However, the instinctive sense of crisis in his body showed him that this matter was not that simple.

The Elf Saint Archer saw that they also believed in the King of Dwarves a little bit, but seeing that the opponent was now about the same strength as them, he felt that he could still deal with it: "With such a small number of people, I should be able to defeat him with my trump card."

"Stop talking, they are coming up." The two human mages heard their conversation and noticed that the other party attacked them when they came up, so they interrupted hurriedly.

The mental communication between mages is very fast, and one thought can often speak tens of millions of words. Now it can be seen that the other party has already planned to attack, so he attacks violently as soon as he appears.

As the current leader, Green Dragon directly said: "Withdraw!"

Just kidding, the numbers were reduced to just enough to resist, and they rushed straight over. There was obviously a conspiracy, no, it was a conspiracy.

Hua Hua...

The two men in heavy armor turned into a stream of light and chased directly to the green dragon. One of them showed arrogance and deep self-confidence on his face. There was no doubt that he could defeat him.

He waved his fist, and the space around him suddenly became distorted.

"break!"

Alien clan members purely use their powerful bodies to fight. Once the mage is caught up, failure to use defensive measures in time means death. Fortunately, the dragon clan's bodies are also very strong, and they can directly block it with their bodies.

"Senluo Wanjie!" The green dragon flapped its wings and turned around. Its entire body transformed into a huge green dragon, with countless lush branches and vines wrapped around it like giant hands.

"It's just a small trick, but you still want to catch me." The two men in heavy armor were comparable to the strength of the early eighth level. They saw the dense vines rushing towards them. They almost broke large branches with one punch. However, they were entangled and even

He also dragged in all the three heavily armored men around him.

"This guy is more troublesome than we thought. Let's take action together."

"We'd better stop playing around and complete the mission the Lord has given us as quickly as possible."

"That's right."

Several Yaxing tribe warriors also knew that it was better to get together quickly and use the crystal trapping formation to subdue the opponent. Otherwise, they would probably be delayed by the opponent and the opponent would run away. They would have to bear the wrath of their master.

They had this idea, and the green dragon on the other side also became mysterious and confused. Is the opponent not as strong as expected? Could it be that the King of Dwarves sensed something wrong? It doesn't seem like it. The confidence in the opponent's eyes has not diminished. It is very possible.

He must have a strong trump card.

"rise!"

While the green dragon was still concentrating on fighting the opponent, he only saw all the Yaxing warriors. A ball of golden light came out of their bodies, and their eyes were burning like flames.

They shouted together, holding a piece of yellow crystal in both hands and rushing together. This sight immediately attracted the green dragon, the king of elves and dwarves, and the mages scattered around.

When the mages saw this, they all had bad looks in their eyes, especially the King of the Dwarfs who had changed the most. He cursed directly: "His grandma, this is the rhythm of the ultimate move. I said my perception

It's hard to go wrong and now you're in trouble."

"Quickly take action to subdue them." Seeing the current situation, the green dragon's entire body turned into a wooden snake again, coiled up and rushed forward.

Unfortunately, it is a step slower in terms of time and speed!

Eighteen rays of golden light and the broken crystals in his hand are connected to form a huge talisman array. The complexity of this talisman array has reached the level of billions or even tens of billions of talismans.

When an ordinary second-level mage sees this level of complexity, just one glance is enough to destroy the entire brain.

"Crystal Trap Killing Array!"

Eighteen warriors shouted in unison, and the entire sky became rumbling and distorted, thunder and lightning intertwined all over, and countless gray vortexes combined, directly surrounding the green dragon and the others.

After they performed this move, they all vomited out blood, looked sluggish, and suddenly lost their previous bravery.

A strong man in the lead, after seeing the situation in front of him, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said fiercely: "Haha, it is indeed the treasure of the Lord. It is so powerful. It's a pity that I only have one chance. Let's go. Now that we have come

This place must be destroying the surrounding indigenous defenses. The purple fire belongs to our Lord."

"You're right, being here now is just a waste of time."

"Walk."

Everyone else turned into streams of light and disappeared in place.

The location where they were trapped had turned into a whirlpool and a scene of raging thunder and lightning.

Trapped in the killing array.

When the King of the Dwarfs saw the situation, he immediately cursed and regretted at the same time: "Look, look, it's come true. I said my induction would not go wrong. Wait... isn't it proven now?"

The green dragon and the holy archer didn't pay attention to the dwarf king's nonsense, but looked seriously at the gray walls around them.

The green dragon asked seriously: "How about it, elf, is there any way to see through to the outside?"

The elf's eyes glowed green, and his face showed a little disappointment: "No, I can't see it. The surrounding vortex has distorted time and space."

The green dragon was slightly surprised: "Even time and space have been completely distorted?"

"yes."

After the Green Dragon passed by, he also said: "Now let's join forces and see if there is any way to destroy the surrounding environment. If this doesn't work, I'm afraid we will be in real trouble."

"kindness."

"I said Fernand, you are still happy, come and help us." The green dragon saw the dwarf king on the side and said aloud.

"I'm here." Although the King of the Dwarves felt that the Killing Array had proven that he was right, he still stayed here. It was not a good place to live.

"Let's attack forward together." the green dragon said.

"I agree."

"No problem."

The human mages, the dwarf king, and the elves all agreed in unison.

Right now, it is impossible to stay here forever. We must find a way to rush out first. Otherwise, we will definitely encounter danger to our lives.

Soon, more than a dozen strong men used energy attacks at one place. Only energy beams up to a hundred meters thick were seen, and they rushed straight towards the gray vortex wall. With a sudden sound, the wall bent slightly and then disappeared.

Green Dragon frowned when he saw the scene in front of him: "It seems to be much worse than we imagined. It's troublesome to get out now."

"Grandma, what should I do now? The King of Dwarves saw that all the strong men were attacking, but the wall was not destroyed. There was no trace of damage at all. This is not a good thing.

"There may be more troublesome things waiting for us." The Holy Archer Elf stared ahead, his expression ugly.

"What's going on?" Green Dragon asked hurriedly, vaguely knowing that there must be a big secret inside.

"Coming!"

"What's going on? Can you speak clearly about the elf?" the dwarf king muttered dissatisfied.

The green dragon narrowed his eyes, and the dark golden pupils reflected a bit of gray light. At the same time, he said: "It is indeed coming."

Hua Hua...

Two energy blades composed of gray mist rushed straight towards him.

There were more than a dozen people behind them chasing the front.

"Fight back." The green dragon said, controlling the dragon's tail to throw out energy blades one by one, and collided with them.

Boom boom boom...

The entire trapped killing formation became quite chaotic.

The biggest function of the Crystal Killing Formation is to use it to make use of the fact that there are no elements inside, and it is full of endless attacks. It can wear down the opponent's strength and ultimately kill him.

Another function is to isolate any connection with the outside world, even the connection between souls.

…………

Base camp room, a main control room.

A dragon clan member saw the soul crystal in his hand suddenly shattered. His eyes bulged, full of shock: "How is it possible? This is Lord Green Dragon's soul crystal. It has only been more than three months, has he already fallen? No,

Be sure to tell the control camp."

At the same time, this happened to the temporary camps of human mages, elves, and dwarves.

"Damn it, Fernand is actually dead. Report it to the control camp quickly."

"Master Elf has fallen, please inform him quickly."

"The two adults, Gonen and Ferro, have died. Please inform them as soon as possible."

…

Information about one death after another was reported to the control camp. As the leader, Steele had a headache and felt dizzy. How could he be so unlucky?

According to their own calculations, they obviously will not encounter a big crisis. Even if they encounter a crisis, the current chance of annihilating their entire army in small space is as low as one percent.

"What a weird thing. Now we have to face a confrontation between the swords of all major races. What a miscalculation. Forget it, it's better to say that it was a miscalculation. It would be better to say that I didn't expect to encounter such a situation." Steele said to himself, very worried.

I plan to come forward in person and make it clear to the major races around me. No matter what, the human race also has two eighth-level mages and ten seventh-level mages. This loss is far greater than that of other races.

When he walked out of the large room and walked along the catwalk to the deck, there were already people standing there. Judging from their expressions, they all came over to question Commander Steele's original promise.

From the perspective of the aliens, the human mage must have deliberately assigned them dangerous tasks. Otherwise, how could they have died there?

Eighth-level mages are the absolute top combat power among all major races. Every time one of them dies, the strength of the entire country or race will drop by one level.

"Master, our master is dead, you must give an explanation!"

"Yes, you need to give us an explanation."

"I must give an explanation."

Seeing their expressions, Steele showed a bit of sadness: "I want to say sorry about this matter. But the human race also lost two eighth-level mages and ten seventh-level mages. Our pain is the same as yours."

It's the same, but it's not the reason why I care about it at the moment.

Because their deaths prove that the alien race has arrived in the small space and can kill the eighth-level mage. If we care about these gains and losses here, I am afraid that the small space will be occupied by them. Once occupied, this place will become their military palace.

All the foreign races occupy the area."

When his words came out, the people around him were silent for a moment, not daring to answer. Everyone knew that it was difficult to refute at the moment, because anyone with a brain knew that there must be a more powerful enemy.

Just as the surrounding area gradually became quiet, a flame ignited from a certain location on the deck, revealing a mage.

The mage took two steps forward and said in a very hoarse voice: "Master, there are eight-level alien warriors invading the space of time and space. At present, a squadron has been completely destroyed."

"What?"

"Has the other party already planned to use the eighth level? What level of different time and space are they?"

"What now?"

"I have no choice but to go up."

Steele heard this, although it was very sad, but it was good news about the current situation, which could relieve his attention.

He cleared his throat and said: "Everyone has heard the news. I think you understand that we are not focusing on this now, but also on saving the crisis facing the alien space."

…………

In the small space, eighteen heavily armored soldiers gathered together, quickly found a team of twenty people, and rushed to a base where humans were stationed in the small space.

After they went up, without saying a word, they turned into a stream of light and rushed straight into the camp.

"boom!"

A heavily armored warrior reached out and grasped the identity of a mage into a ball of blood mist. His face was ferocious, and his eyes were burning with murderous intent: "Haha, you humble natives, get out of here now."

Die."

"Ruta, how about we compare who can kill more natives now?" A warrior from the Yaxing Tribe stopped.

"No problem, I believe I can win."

“Let’s try it now and let’s see the results.”

"No problem."

The two heavily armored warriors nodded and followed a corner, slaughtering the surrounding mages crazily. The mages here were basically fifth and sixth level, and had no ability to resist against the eighth level.

Soon, there were already dead bodies here, and only the warriors of the Yaxing clan were left. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, your support is my biggest motivation
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