What started the battle was a crossbow bolt that shot through the air.
A bit of crystal light passed through the snow and wind, and shot directly from behind the alchemist boy, shining in everyone's eyes, "Be careful, explosive crossbow bolts!" I don't know who suddenly shouted. Silver Stone reacted fastest and turned around.
, raised his hand and especially liked the city. An invisible ripple spread out from his hand and enveloped the crossbow arrow.
But the flying arrow moved in mid-air, as if it suddenly came to life, like a swimming fish intertwined with a spell. Yinshi was startled - a powerful energy magician - he quickly retracted his hand and patched it up for himself
A deflection force field.
At the same moment, the priest in the team also chanted and opened a semicircular shield. After the flying arrow missed the spell, it hit the edge of the shield and immediately flashed a dazzling fire. In the light of the explosion, Silver
Shi only saw the huge shield cracked inch by inch, and the shock wave swept down, bringing up a strong wind and broken snow, hitting his face.
He was saved from being knocked to the ground only because of the protection of the deflection technique, but the fire elementalist on the other side was not so lucky. The opponent closest to the center of the explosion was blown away directly, and luckily he landed in a snowdrift.
, so he didn’t suffer too much injury.
But the next moment, Yinshi still heard the other party's scream, so shrill that it was almost inhuman -
He thought there was another ambush over there, and when he was distracted and looked back, he found that the other person's face and body were actually stained with grass green. It turned out that the snow under the snow was not a snowdrift at all, but Mr. Huiyan pulled it out of boredom.
It was just a ball of feces, covered with a thin layer of snowflakes because it had been snowing for a while.
The unlucky fire elementalist didn't know whether he had good luck or bad luck, but he plunged into it. The latter was angry and anxious, waving his hands and screaming loudly, but finally let the slow Hui Ling bear Qiu
The beast noticed that there was a stranger behind him.
It flicked its tail hard and flew the man away, and the latter's screams suddenly stopped.
Mr. Huiyan shook his head with satisfaction, thinking that the world was finally clean.
When Yinshi saw this, he secretly cursed an idiot. He had already seen the dots of white light floating in the snow. It was obvious that the other party was completely dead, and there was no need to think about rescue issues. The sound of bloody wings was coming from the communication channel.
Questioning: "Why didn't you stop the crossbow just now?"
"The opponent is a powerful magician."
"And a crossbow shooter."
The snowy wind stirred up by the explosion has not subsided. Everyone in Ragnarok cannot see each other. The sharp wind almost drowns out all sounds. Dark Fairy Tale can only give orders loudly through the communication crystal: "Chen Shu, you go deal with that boxing saint."
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"Porthos, go find that magician!"
"Be careful of the other party's flexible structure. Others will approach me first!"
Everyone nodded. Chen Shu also jumped up from the ground. Baggins spared his life earlier. According to the rules among swordsmen, he could no longer attack the former. But according to the order of Dark Fairy Tale, go
There is no problem in finding that maid as a rival.
The ragnarok member who swapped places with him was the main musketeer in the team, but Porthos was neither a nightingale, an assassin, nor a shadow dancer, and of course he did not have the ability to find the opponent's magician in the vast snowy wind.
As soon as he stepped back, Silver Stone's voice immediately came from the private channel: "The magician should be on our left, centered on the platform at seven o'clock. The power spell is a mid-range spell, and the opponent cannot
Over a hundred feet."
Silverstone spoke very quickly. He seemed to have a natural acumen in the journey of the magician. After a moment of meditation, he described the location of the other magician as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
Porthos just nodded: "Copy that."
Thirty meters is not too far.
But before he could turn around, he heard a voice coming from behind: "Are you looking for me?"
Porthos turned around in shock. Although his investigative skills were average, he was not capable of letting people touch him without knowing it. After turning around, he found that there was no human figure at all, only a crooked snowman standing in the wind and snow.
middle.
It opened and closed its mouth, still talking to him: "Are you looking for me?"
"What the hell?"
Porthos knew that he had been teased, so he split the snowman with his sword and let it fall into the snow. But a moment later, the snowman was gathered up by an invisible hand and stood up again.
The other party still said the same thing: "Are you looking for me?"
Porthos was startled when he saw this scene, and suddenly realized that this was a power spell, plus a sound transmission spell - the magician must be nearby - he calmed down and walked straight through the
The snowman walked forward.
But he didn't take two steps before he stopped again.
Because Porthos saw behind the vast wind and snow in front of him, the other party's magician did not hide, but stood in black clothes and looked at him in the wind and snow. The other party wore a pointed wizard's hat and a
The windbreaker and the erected collar covered him tightly - and he tilted his head towards him and asked:
"Excuse me, are you looking for me?"
Porthos subconsciously thought it was a trap, but when he looked around, it was clear that no one was there.
Holding the sword in his hand, he just muttered: "Pretend to be a ghost," and then stabbed the magician with his sword. He imagined various possibilities in his mind, including stabbing him with his sword, and what he stabbed was just an phantom.
The opponent may be hiding in other places, waiting for him to be fooled and unable to retreat, and use spells to attack him, so Porthos has some remaining strength on his hands and is always careful of possible attacks from around him.
But what the Musketeer never expected was that he still guessed wrong.
The magician looked indifferent and pulled out a thin sword from behind. He took a step forward and struck him with the sword. The two swords intersected, creating a spark in the snowy wind.
And because Porthos had some remaining strength in his hand, he suffered a big loss with the first sword - he obviously felt that the opponent's strength was far inferior to his, and as long as he struck with all his strength, the opponent would definitely be able to retreat.
But there is no regret in the world. He exchanged swords with the 'mage' and each of them took a step back. But at this moment, the other party actually made an incredible move - he raised his left hand and pushed towards him
.
What kind of swordsmanship is this? Porthos was still stunned. The different swordsmanships of several types of swordsmen flashed in his mind. As a reserve member of Ragnarok's elite group, he was fairly well-informed, but he had never seen this kind of swordsmanship.
Swordsmanship.
But before he could finish thinking about it, he suddenly felt an invisible force pushing him.
This push almost made him lose his balance. He shook a little before regaining his balance. And the "Wind Spirit Seal" behind the 'Magician' flashed, and he raised the sharp sword in his hand again, and the blade was as fast as
A flash of lightning and a sword stabbed at him.
Porthos screamed in his heart, "F*ck". The moment he saw the 'Wind Spirit Seal', he finally confirmed the other party's profession - he was really a magician, because no one except magicians could do this.
The warrior's exclusive acceleration spell.
But it's too late to think about anything now.
In a state of losing balance, Porthos could only try to block with his sword, but with this block, both swords and swords were at a disadvantage. The 'magician' looked completely unreasonable, and after a round
Attacking without giving him any chance to breathe.
The opponent struck out seven swords in a row, all of which almost broke through his defense. When the eighth sword arrived, Porthos's balance value had dropped to the bottom, and his dodge and block were almost cleared. "I can still block one sword."
!" This thought flashed through his mind.
But at this moment, the 'mage' in front shouted: "Snowman, attack!"
Porthos was horrified, and then he remembered that there was a snowman behind him who was controlled by the opponent.
He subconsciously turned around, only to see that the snowman was motionless. Even his head had been blown off by the wind and snow, leaving only a short snowdrift. Where did the snowman attack come from?
He suddenly realized something was wrong, but there was already a sharp pain in his chest.
A thin sword thrust straight out from there.
Porthos opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. The system's warning sound was as sharp as a buzzer, echoing repeatedly in his mind. The light blue light page was fading little by little, and he raised his head.
, the surrounding vision seemed to gradually darken.
He felt someone push him from behind, pushing him down into the snow, which was a bit cold and biting.
Then he heard a voice coming from behind: "Hey, can you hear it? How could the snowman move? Do you think there is something wrong with your brain? But fortunately you are stupid enough, otherwise my balance value would be cleared quickly.
It’s zero. I really have no human rights at a low level..."
When Porthos heard this, he opened his mouth and coughed up another mouthful of blood. Then his eyes darkened and he knew nothing.
He turned over the musketeer's body in the box and found that nothing had fallen out. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He straightened up, sheathed the sword and returned it to its sheath, patted the snow on his body, and then muttered: "My sword skills are not as good as mine, and my magic skills are not as good as mine."
Not as good as me, why is the person that person is looking for so unreliable..."
The wind and snow gradually became stronger.
The white snow almost obscured everyone's vision.
Silverstone also noticed something was wrong at this time. Porthos's name was dimmed from the communication channel. This was already the third manpower they had lost since the war began. Together with the seriously injured priest, this had already exceeded the number since their formation.
highest record.
He vaguely felt that Dark Fairy Tale might have made some mistakes in its judgment. This so-called 'free adventure group' did not seem to be as simple as they had imagined.
Thinking of this, he suddenly froze for a moment, vaguely remembering the female knight he had seen in the wind and snow before - he always felt that the other party seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but in a moment of urgency, no matter what,
I can't even remember who the other party is.
The complicated thoughts interfered with his spells, and the ice puppet was no match for the huge construct, and was retreating steadily.
The knight's orders came from far away in the cold wind, and the Dulun City Guards were finally ready to attack, which made him calm down a little. They had a numerical advantage no matter what. If the Dulun City Guards had their backs
If you can't win against a free adventure group, that would be too outrageous.
How come they are also members of the elite group of the Ragnarok branch.
"There is something wrong with the wind and snow," Dark Fairy's voice also came from the communication channel, "The wind and snow caused by the exploding crossbow bolt have not stopped so far. I feel that this is a magic effect."
The other party asked other people in the communication channel: "Blood Wings, can you disperse this snowstorm?"
Blood Feather Wings shook his head: "The elementalist doesn't have such a spell."
"Silverstone?"
Yinshi was speechless for a while. The water and air elemental user couldn't create such an effect, so what could he do as a magician? However, there was indeed something wrong with the wind and snow. It seemed to only linger near the platform, blocking their sight.
.
It was at this time that he suddenly let out a muffled groan.
At that moment, he felt that he had lost contact with the ice puppet. He quickly looked back and saw that a spark suddenly jumped out of the magic furnace - this was the phenomenon of mana backlash, and his spell was forcibly broken.
Silverstone quickly opened the pressure relief valve with his backhand to prevent the retrograde magic power from burning out the ether guide on the magic guide. At the same time, he reminded everyone: "Be careful, my ice puppet can't stop the opponent's construct. It
You may be admitted soon.”
But before he finished speaking, he felt the ground jump heavily.
The other party's target turned out to be him, Yinshi felt a chill in his heart, but how did the other party find his exact location in the vast snowy wind?
But he didn't have time to think too much. In the wind and snow ahead, a tall figure had already emerged from the fog, and a huge spear in his hand stabbed him. And the magician had no ability to dodge, and Yinshi hadn't reacted yet.
When he came over, he was shot through in both directions.
However, his teleportation robe saved his life. This valuable magic weapon on the market activated a spell at the last moment and teleported him out, landing heavily dozens of feet away.
The teleportation robe left a shadow in place, and the Orphan Twins' spears pierced the shadow.
However, Yinshi got up from the ground and couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood. He unbuttoned the magic furnace with a click and threw it into the snow. After this blow, the magic furnace
It can be considered completely scrapped.
He raised his head and saw the huge construct walking straight towards him as if his eyes could penetrate the snowy wind. He couldn't help but shout into the communication channel: "Blood Wings, help me!"
"I am here--!"
The water and air elementalist raised his right hand and was about to summon the crystal, but suddenly, he saw a flash of blue light in front of him, and an ice edge shot in this direction. He was startled, and hurriedly flashed his hand to the side.
The spell above will naturally fail.
The other party also has an elementalist.
Bloody Wings reacted, but this spell also exposed the opponent's position. He no longer cared about the silver stone and raised his hand again, but this time he was no longer preparing a second-level spell.
It's a first-level spell.
Without cover, the battle between elementalists and elementalists is actually only one kind of confrontation.
That is to compare who has stronger calculation power and faster spell casting speed.
After all, no one gives stupid time to prepare high-level spells for the opponent, so in this case, faster low-level spells are the best choice.
However, this does not mean that low-level elementalists and high-level elementalists will be brought to the same level under such circumstances, because elementalists who have mastered high-level elemental spells will also be more proficient in low-level elemental spells than low-level elementalists.
Elemental makes it more dominant.
As the main elementalist of this team, Bloody Wings could of course immediately tell through the previous spell that the opponent's elementalist was far inferior to his own level. To deal with such a newcomer, use the fastest way to deal with the opponent, and then go
Solving the trouble at Silverstone is naturally the best choice.
He is very confident in his calculation power and spell casting speed. Apart from being unable to compare with the monsters in the Guild Brigade, even among the elite group, his level in this aspect is one of the best.
But what he never expected was that he had just summoned the empty crystal, and the exact same scene appeared again. A blue light flashed in front, and another ice edge shot in this direction.
"I……"
The bloody wing swallowed the national curse back into his stomach, and then raised the elemental staff to summon a shield, which was able to block the spell. But compared with a novice, the casting speed is not comparable, how is this?
experience?
And how did the other party find his exact location in the snow and wind?
Bloody Feather Wings' mind was in chaos. Even the monsters in the brigade couldn't cast spells as fast as this. Could it be that the other party was using a cheat? But he was stunned and already learned the answer to the previous question from the communication channel.
——
Because he heard a scream coming from Silverstone.
"It's a clockwork fairy..."
Silverstone shouted in the communication channel: "The other party is using clockwork fairies to monitor us..."
The mage's voice was full of panic and disbelief: "More than one, many... They must have more than one battle craftsman..."
The latter's voice stopped abruptly after a painful groan, and the next moment, Bloody Wings saw that its ID also disappeared from the communication channel.
The elementalist couldn't help but raised his head in confusion, looking at the white wind and snow in front of him. At this moment, another blue light shot out, and the ice edge hit his shield and shattered it. But he was distracted for a moment——
The fourth fallen teammate.
Since their team was formed, although the internal harmony is not very harmonious, they have never suffered such heavy losses.
Is the other party really a free adventure group?
At this moment, outside the wind and snow, the Uncrowned Crown lying on the ground also opened his mouth. He was looking at the tall young man dressed as an elementalist standing next to him, who seemed to be doing magic in his hands.
Elemental crystals appeared one after another out of thin air.
Then the other party raised his hand and shot a stream of blue light into the wind and snow ahead.
At the same moment, a voice spoke in the latter's communication crystal, reminding them:
"Directly in front of you and to the right, about fifty feet away, is the opponent's elementalist."
"The swordsmen and musketeers are in the other direction."
"This time the spell is a little crooked, try it a few times to the left."
"Okay," a voice of clapping hands came from the crystal, and the voice said somewhat relaxedly: "The opponent's magician has been eliminated."
"Luo Yu, come closer to me. Miss Sophie has found their commander."
"Sophie?"
The Crownless Crown was slightly startled, and suddenly thought of something.
