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The broken bridge burned alone on the black water, like a dying old man.
Xiao Fen saw from behind the crack in the door that the people in the Hand of Despair quickly moved back. From a distance, they looked like a swarm of ants. The giant pressed his finger down, and they immediately scattered in panic. There were still ants on the mage's head.
A beautiful head stretched out, belonging to Miss Griffin who was lying on his back. One of the two people was indifferent, and the other watched the scene happening below carefully.
The Thorn Knight of the Hand of Despair retreated a distance and stopped under the command of the prophet holding the crystal ball. They waited for a while to determine whether Xiao Fen could attack that place, and then several mages came from a group of people.
It flew up, and several black spots floated in the air. At the same time, under the leadership of three rangers, three teams of about fifteen people spread out in three directions and approached the broken wooden bridge from the ground.
Of course Xiao Fen would not be polite to these people. When he saw the mage approaching from mid-air, he stretched out his hand and pointed at one of them.
The unlucky guy screamed and fell from the air. The others didn't know what happened for a moment, and hurriedly flew away from him in fright, looking cautious for fear of being implicated: with the weak power of the spell caster
Physically speaking, the result of falling from the sky nearly a hundred feet above the ground is probably that it will be directly thrown into reserve food - of course, if someone is willing to eat it.
Xiao Fen's face was expressionless. With just a slight movement of his fingertips, another poor guy fell down. He took out a long scroll box from the dimensional bag and handed it to Miss Griffin behind him.
"The second one," Miss Elf counted one by one: "What is this?" She suddenly saw what her captain handed over - a belt full of rolled-up parchment scrolls, one after another, roughly
Counting at least more than four dozen - the runes on those scrolls were much more complex than the first-level spell scrolls she had used, and some of them had never been seen before. There were textures of several colors on them to represent these.
It's an arcane scroll from that school.
"I remember that you can cast second-level arcane spells?" Xiao Fen changed his fingers a little, and a mage screamed and fell down——
"The third one," Griffin nodded: "Yeah."
"These are second-level arcane scrolls. There are sixty in total. One-third of them are made by me. You can use them."
"So much?" Griffin commented in surprise: "Captain, you must be very rich, right?"
She took the scroll and opened it one by one. Then she opened her backpack and put them in one by one. They looked very precious. This is inevitable - not everyone can have adventures like shining gold coins, and they can use money as money.
. She only selected a few of the precious arcane scrolls that might be used and put them into the scroll box on her belt. Xiao Fen had no intention of stopping this move. To be honest, there were a few in the team who didn't want to use it.
Guys who treat money as money have given him enough headaches.
After finishing all this, Griffin was about to say something. But she saw the mage raised his hand to signal her to be quiet. She lowered her head and looked down, and found that her captain was looking down coldly. Over there, Xiao Fen
I noticed a detail. Several mages of the Hand of Despair who had fallen from the air actually got up from the ground one after another. Although they seemed to be seriously injured, they did not turn into meat patties as expected.
These were warriors blessed by magic, not spellcasters. Xiao Fen immediately understood that he had been fooled. He couldn't help but raise his head and glance at the prophet commander, his brows furrowed deeply.
"Tsk. That guy is very powerful -" Griffin immediately figured this out.
Xiao Fen was noncommittal. He looked down again and saw that the three teams below had already approached the water pool. One person from each of the three teams came out and immediately squatted down and started knocking. The next moment, three brand new wooden bridges appeared out of thin air.
Set it up and extend it bit by bit from the other end. "There are still so many war craftsmen." Xiao Fen suddenly discovered that these desperate hands were not only elite, but also well prepared, at least much better than himself.
He pondered for a moment. He pulled out a scroll and lit the runes on the parchment with his left hand one by one. With his right hand, he pressed the sign of royal power and moved forward slightly. The head of the black crystal staff burst out with a dazzling light in an instant, and the flames swirled.
Spreading out from the crystal, an incandescent flame drew a straight, dazzling line in mid-air——
Thousands of feet of distance passed by in an instant, and the fireball hit one of the Hands of Despair team; a ball of fire rose up in the darkness, and the strong air flow pushed several Thorn Knights of the Hand of Despair aside, and the firelight reflected those
The figures struggling in the flames, and the screams suddenly echoed throughout this ancient city sleeping under the dust.
The mage pressed down the staff, and another ball of fire rose up, and the two teams of the Hand of Despair were completely wiped out. Of course, maybe professions such as warriors, black guards, barbarians and rangers can still use a wave of fireballs.
They survived the blow. But without the support of mages and war craftsmen, they could not cross the pool, and could only move towards the friendly forces on the other side in vain and with pain.
From the above, the battle situation below turned into chaos after the first wave of spell attacks. The advance team of the Hand of Despair was struggling to adjust their formation, moving closer to each other like a piece of loose sand. However, the enemy's low-level non-commissioned officers were surprisingly powerful, Xiao Fen
He really asked them to organize themselves again. He originally planned to continue the pursuit and expand the results, but he didn't expect that just between the two spells, the third bridge had been built.
Excellent commanding ability and excellent craftsman.
Three mages of the Hand of Despair rushed onto the bridge and directly raised their staffs to support a transparent spell effect. Xiao Fen immediately sprinkled a handful of spell materials and identified the spell effect of this protective spell. The system immediately sent a prompt to tell
It was a force wall technique. He cursed and raised his head, only to find that taking advantage of this opportunity, the team behind him also took action - the troops were still divided into three groups, and even added a few black spots in the sky.
Push forward together.
"Captain!" Miss Griffin also took a nervous breath. She reached for her scroll box.
But Xiao Fen calmly held her hand, and he stretched out his staff to the other side - and cast a five-fold range of fossils into mud on one side of the pool - the cold rocks there immediately collapsed in large areas
, water from elsewhere poured into the huge gap, and the entire pool suddenly made waves. The whirlpool and torrent immediately destroyed the newly erected wooden bridge.
Several mages who were on the wooden bridge fell into the water and were sucked into the whirlpool. They just whirled along the current and disappeared.
Although the war craftsmen can build a temporary bridge within a few rounds, there are gains and losses. Such bridges may not be strong. Xiao Fen will not give them or their mages a chance to strengthen these bridges.
The bridge that Hand of Despair spent seven or eight lives in exchange for was reduced to nothing. Moreover, it also killed at least one mage on the other side who could cast level five spells.
After going back and forth like this, both sides tried their hand at each other. Although Xiao Fen took a slight advantage, the other party also figured out how to attack.
The prophet gave an order, and five wooden bridges were erected over the water pool below. What followed was a race between the two sides: Xiao Fen blew up three of them with a lift of his hands, but his desperate hands saved at least two of them.
Their mages immediately set up a force wall, and our protagonist wanted to repeat the same trick, but he didn't expect that the Hands of Despair were well prepared; some of the druids among them cast an entanglement spell, which is generally used for control.
Here, aquatic vines are summoned to fix the bridge piles, allowing these temporary wooden bridges to stand firmly in the turbulent undercurrent.
Looking at the thick plant roots clinging to the wooden stakes, Xiao Fen felt a headache. Although he was indeed the number one player mage, he was not omnipotent. The mage was not holding this completely reinforced and protected
There is nothing that can be done about the comprehensive bridge, but the time it takes to do so is a bit outweighed by the gain. Maybe the people in the Hand of Despair have used this time to attack from another bridge or from the sky.
He cast a deep darkness spell that expanded the range, and thick black smoke poured out from the sign of royal power, covering the entire hut hanging on the cliff in just a moment.
"I can't see it anymore, Master Palin." Griffith subconsciously took a step back, but tripped over the witch girl who was following behind. The two of them exclaimed "Ah——" and fell together without knowing it.
There were so many things, but the room was full of chaos and noise. Xiao Fen had no time to look back. His eyes were emitting a faint light in the darkness, and he watched motionlessly the movements of desperate hands outside.
Although the mage cannot see as far as the elf lady in dim light, due to the blessing of the dark secret rules, no darkness can block his sight. Even in the deep magical darkness, he can still see clearly
The Thorn Knight who came outside was attacking up the cliff along the winding stairs.
After entering the attack range, these players of the Hand of Despair began to fight back; the rangers in dark cloaks lined up in a loose straight line, raised their bows and shot into the darkness above from a distance of hundreds of feet - Xiao Fen
He felt the hard-rod feather arrows flutter against the door panel, and some even brushed his hair and flew past, but they were all bounced to the side by a faint white mask.
After learning from the previous lessons, the opponent's blessing spells also followed up. Colorful energy-absorbing shields quickly flashed on the charging Thorn Knights. In this way, fireballs, lightning beams, and various storm spells were all at once
He was restrained, but this was not a problem for Xiao Fen. He stretched out his hand and pointed downwards without changing his expression: "Fossils are mud." The rocks on one cliff immediately turned into sand. The mudslide rushed down, directly tossing the rocks.
The Ranger troops of the Hand of Despair all rushed back to the foot of the mountain. After this wave of impact, less than two or three out of ten players in the Ranger troops could still stand up.
However, Xiao Fen was not happy at all. He opened the door a little further and glanced to the left. "Griffin, Miss Witch, come with me." Then the mage frowned and said quietly.
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"What's wrong, Captain?" Griffin helped the mysterious girl push away the cabinet that was pressing on her and got up from the ground with difficulty.
Xiao Fen was about to answer when suddenly there was a flash of fire in the sky to the left. Then the three of them felt a loud noise from behind them, like something exploded. A shock wave swept over them. Paper, broken wood chips, some small objects, coins
Something almost wiped Xiao Fen's face and flew out of the door. The anxious air flow surrounded everyone's face, ears and the back of the head. The three of them grabbed something around them to avoid being thrown out, but
Waves of hot air came from behind, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur.
Griffin screamed and hugged the witch girl. The latter was startled and wanted to run away at first, but after she reacted, she meekly let the elf girl hold her in her arms. Xiao Fen turned around
, I saw that the impact point of this fireball was about 20 feet north of the outside of the hut. If it had been closer, half of the house would have been blown away.
He turned his head again and immediately stretched out a finger in the direction of the attack, causing the mage hidden among the others to immediately fall from the air. But this was not a solution. A fifth-level mage who could cast three-ring arcane spells was desperate.
There were too many hands, and it was difficult to find them one by one. So Xiao Fen realized that it was time for them to change places and continue fighting.
But we have to go somewhere farther away. If we happen to be teleported to the Hand of Despair position within a thousand feet, it will be great fun. The mage raised his head and looked at the few gray rays of light hanging down from the sky, shining on this silent ancient city.
On the temple city, something suddenly occurred to me, and I felt like I had some realization in my heart.
At this time, the second fireball arrived as expected, this time more accurately, and almost destroyed half of the entire hut. The sharp current rushed in from the outside, blowing away several cabinets, tables, miscellaneous books and jars, and the
They took the bed out together, and the wind carried these things rolling down from a height of several hundred feet, crashing into the pool below, causing a splash of water...
The house creaked and tilted half way——
The elf girl was so frightened that she screamed and grabbed the door frame desperately. The cloak on her shoulders suddenly slipped down, "Ah, my cloak -" She immediately reached down and grabbed nothing, and immediately let out a cry.
Xiao Fen sighed in a lowered tone. Xiao Fen grabbed the door frame on the other side. He looked back and found that the witch girl was floating in the air. Her face was calm as if she was not surprised at all. There were about five mice next to each other.
Standing only on her shoulder, at the far edge is a widow's poisonous spider with red spots on a black background.
Seeing the mage looking over, the girl introduced: "This is Miss Mamic." She raised her right hand and pointed to the first mouse on her left shoulder.
Xiao Fen was a little dazed for a moment, and then he nodded to say hello to Miss Mamic. Then he turned his head, stretched out his left hand to Griffin on the side, and asked: "Griffin, what are you doing?"
What would happen if we could fly?"
"They will be beaten into a sieve." Griffin's face turned pale with fright. She looked at the players of Desperate Hands gathered below, and her heart was beating hard.
Xiao Fen shook his head, "No, Miss Griffin," he looked up again, his eyes sparkling: "We will fall downward at a speed of more than 150 feet per round -"
"What did you say?" The elf girl grabbed the hand he extended and was slightly stunned.
The lips under the shadow of the mage's cloak curled up slightly, revealing a smile.
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