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Chapter 878 Little Gretel is good, passed
Gretel sat unsteadily on the deer's back.With a bitter face, he took things out of his pocket one by one:
"[Barrier of Time and Space] The pendant given by your Excellency... put it on. Elemental endurance is useless when it is useless, and it is very useful when it is useful..."

"[Song of Deep Blue] The bracelet given by your Excellency... put it on. Tsk, it's so big and heavy, I can hardly lift my arms... But the [Water Wall Art] is really useful..."

"[Philosopher's Rose] The tie clip you gave me... put it on. If you don't have a tie, don't worry, just clip it anywhere. It is a sharp weapon to resist mental shock!"

"Do you want to release the skeleton sent by Your Excellency the Immortal? It's better to let it out, Ao Nijin is also very good at fighting, if it doesn't work, you can block it..."

Really, this is already the rear area, why are there still enemies invading, and ask him to go to support it!What are the front fleet and blockades doing...

He can't fight...

Although, Gretel also knew that as an eighth-level mage, he should already be one of the strongest fighting forces in the nearby area.

Even if Cerilla doesn't turn into a dragon to join the battle, it shouldn't be a problem for him, Bernard, and Apa to cooperate with each other and defeat a team of five at the same level.If you are facing a relatively low-level and large number of opponents, you can even open a big fireball and bombard indiscriminately...

Of course, the premise of all this is to ensure that you survive.And survived—

After two months of training by old Morgan, as well as the special training of the battle mage sent by the parliament.After suffering countless beatings, Gretel deeply understood one thing:
For a person like him, even if he started practicing overnight, he would not be able to develop his combat intuition.That's not a matter of a day or two, it takes a long time, in the wild, in the city, on the battlefield, risking your life to hone.

Some people were ground out, and some people died directly.

In the end, the advice given by old Morgan and the battle mage was to follow the mage's usual path steadily.Hang a full shield, then hang seven or eight trigger spells, hide when you encounter danger, and hide behind the fighters before attacking.

Don't show off your abilities, don't show off your skills, that kind of swipe teleportation, rush to the center of the enemy to open the ice ring, and then swipe a teleport back after it's done, it's really not suitable for you...

So Gretel decided to listen to advice and eat enough.After wearing all the magic props that can be worn, he began to brush up defensive spells layer by layer.

Slap the shield on yourself, slap the shield on Bernard, slap the shield on Appa, and slap two shields on Cerilla.Opinion gold?

It’s fine for Opinion, the shields he knows are either useless for Opinion, or they are a bit counterproductive.

Stone skin, increase resistance, ray deflection, reverse arrow, repel shield, radiance shield, high mage armor...

Well, after training during this period of time, there are only various shield techniques, and I have practiced too much. Shields at level 3 and below can basically be cast instantly, and level 3 defensive spells, the casting time does not exceed three seconds.

Anyway, he has strong mental strength and enough wallets - roughly equivalent to enough materials, so it's no problem to get a few more shields.Well, the sense of security +1, +1, +1, +1... With so many shields spawned, it should be able to withstand the first wave, right?
"The target is on guard."

In the jungle above the mountain road, the three actors of the Radiant Holy See crouched behind the big tree, staring at the approaching figure without blinking.The bishop no longer turned the rosary, but lowered his eyes slightly, as if locking the four directions with his spiritual power;

The archer has already unloaded the stick-like thing, installed the bowstring, and put on the arrow.At this moment, I am listening to the movement below, but I dare not look directly with my eyes;

Only the soldier bowed slightly, took off the epee and held it in his hand, gritted his teeth.After nearly an hour of searching, they finally confirmed that something happened to the two teammates——

Fragments of clothing, blood, traces of explosive battles.Although I don't know why they left and why they broke out suddenly, it is obvious that these two combat powers are no longer needed, and the enemy may also be alarmed...

"I knew thieves were unreliable... thieves were unreliable, and neither was that deadly guy. In short, only people from the Holy See are reliable..."

The soldier muttered softly.The archer tightly pursed his lips, restraining himself not to make a sound.The bishop remained silent, checked the blessing spells on everyone for the last time, and said in a low voice:
"Wait for the mage to pass the turning point below, and do it immediately."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

A gentle response.The forest was immediately quiet, only the soft sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and even the sound of breathing was suppressed to a minimum.Everyone moved their eyes away, and glanced at the team below from the corner of their eyes:
The barbarian warrior is full of steel armor, looking left and right with a bone stick in his hand, striding across the curve;

The mage was riding on the back of a giant deer, his shoulders were tensed, and he was holding a small root of unknown origin in his hand;
The elf beauty rode a snow-white unicorn, walking lightly behind the mage, looking around.The longbow on his back was like a decoration, and he didn't mean to take it off at all.

Three steps, two steps, one step...

"[Law · Deterrence]!"

The bishop suddenly opened his eyes and pointed down.A formless divine spell shot out from his hand, heading straight for Gretel on the back of the deer.Before confirming the effect, the second magic spell followed:
"[God's Punishment]!"

Gretel on the back of the deer suddenly raised his head.The two shields shattered at the same time, the [Endless Ink Pen] lit up, and the tie clip given by the [Philosopher's Rose] stuck to the skin of the chest, and it instantly became hot... There are enemies!

It's a mental attack!
"Responsive? Isn't it slow?"

On the rocks in the distance, Archmage Philbi, who was watching from a distance with magic, smiled and nodded.

Whether it's relying on magic equipment, or whether someone else didn't activate the offensive spell and was only busy controlling it, if you can react after the opponent's first attack, you can barely pass...

Well, next, it depends on his fighting qualities.

As soon as Gretel slapped Silvermoon Deer, he was about to activate the teleportation technique.However, the speed of this escape is a little slower than the enemy's attack.The sharp, white light as thick as the rim of a bowl, hit it right in the air!

The ray deflects and shatters!

The repelling shield is broken!

The glorious shield is broken!

The high mage's armor is shattered!

The level 6 divine punishment technique was used in the hands of a senior bishop of the Glorious Vatican. It was simple and simple without any fancy tricks.It looks like just a white light, however, four consecutive layers of third-level and fourth-level magic shields are pierced through like paper!

However, these shields are not all... [Endless Ink Pen] lights up slightly, [Mage Armor] bounces and shatters; [Force Field Shield] triggers; [Water Wall] triggers...

A protective artifact from the hands of a legendary mage is indeed extraordinary.As a fourth-level spell, [Force Field Shield] withstood God's Punishment for a breath, and then penetrated silently; [Water Wall] had already filled its position, and withstood another two breaths.

And during these three breaths, a sound of strings, accompanied by the shadow of an arrow that seemed to surpass the sound, came straight to Gretel:

"Zheng!"

The archer's first long arrow leaves the string.The soldier held the epee tightly, stepped on the ground, and rushed forward bravely.

However, it was too late.The time of three breaths is enough for Cirella to react, and she jumped up furiously:
"Roar--"

A gigantic, adult dragon shining with silver light appeared on the mountain path, with a mouthful of dragon's breath on its head.

The arrow pushed forward, pushed forward, and then, it was wrapped in layers by layers of extremely cold dragon's breath, covered with layers of frost.When it hit Yinlong, it had become a long stick.

The silver dragon scale sags slightly downwards, and bounces up.Siri didn't move, she wasn't hurt.

The soldier stopped urgently, it was too late.There was a clatter under his feet, and a thick layer of frost was covered.He stamped his feet hard, broke away from the ice, turned around and fled:
Hell, Silver Dragon!
Where did the silver dragon come from!

This battle is over!

"It's pretty good. It's also a victory to be able to support the little silver dragon." In the distance, Archmage Philbi smiled and nodded:
"Little Gretel, I'll see you next, don't capsize in the stinky ditch~~~"

Gretel: "..."

Gretel didn't say a word, jumped off the Silvermoon Deer, and filled himself with defensive spells.Then, he squatted on the spot and shrunk himself into a ball:
Cerilla, just fight, don't step on me!
Fortunately, under the rage of Yinlong, he was still a little rational.Cerilla flapped her wings, rose slightly, and hung at a low altitude of about five meters.The slender dragon's neck turned left and right, following the direction where the unpleasant smell was most concentrated, and another mouthful of dragon's breath.

The bishop was livid.I don't know if it's cold, angry, or caused by fear:
He himself is only level 12, the fighter at the front is level 13, and the archer is level 12—and the silver dragon in front of him, judging by his size, is already an adult dragon, definitely level 15 and up!

Why does such a dragon appear here?
Whoever is in charge of inquiring about information and who is in charge of summarizing information should be cut to death!We should mourn for eternity in the Holy Flame of the Lord, until the end of the world!

The white light around his body was extinguished, and the sacred shield was broken layer by layer in the extremely cold dragon's breath.The bishop gritted his teeth, grabbed the rosary on his wrist, and pulled it vigorously:
The thread running through the rosary suddenly shattered.These rosary beads did not fall to the ground one after another, but floated up, forming three rings around him.The rays of light intertwined between the rosary beads, forming a mysterious magical array, which unexpectedly blocked the dragon's breath out:

"Come back! Go!"

He shouted loudly.This rosary was passed to him by his teacher, a 15th-level cardinal, and he has prayed and blessed it for many years.In a short time, it is not a problem to block the attack of the silver dragon——

The warriors and archers turned and fled.Three steps, two steps, one step, and it was about to crash into the range of the magic circle.There was a clacking sound behind him, and there was a sound of broken branches and wood, and the silver dragon's huge front claws had already grabbed it:
"when!"

The soldier had no choice but to turn around, swing his sword, and take a hard hit.Under the huge shock force, he vomited blood on the spot and fell backwards.Seven or eight rosary beads were pressed by his body, leaving the range of the formation obliquely.

Seeing that the magic circle began to dim and shake, the bishop narrowed his eyes, took out a crown from his bosom, and put it on his head viciously.The thorns under the crown pierced his skin on the spot, leaving behind a rush of blood, and a white flame ignited on the top of the crown——

"Cerilla! Raise! Magic attack!"

There was a loud shout on the mountain road.The silver dragon flapped its wings, rose again, and left the top of the treetops.At the same time, a vine drilled out of the ground, swaying and climbing, and got under the bishop's skirt along the trouser legs.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The white flame suddenly went out, and the bishop bowed into a shrimp, with his hands between his legs, his eyes protruding desperately.And Gretel knelt on the ground on one knee, pressing the ground with one hand, and between the fingers of the other hand, two test tubes were already clamped:

"[Flame Explosion]!"

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