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Chapter 880 Little Gretel, what spoils do you want?

"Sister!"

Gretel was surprised and delighted.With a cry and a long breath, the whole person collapsed:
Thank goodness, the senior sister is here!Sirira will not be hurt!

He let out this breath, hanging limply on the silver dragon's claws, his whole body went limp.Archmage Philby stepped into the void, nodded slightly and smiled:

"Good job, little Gretel.—Cerilla, how are you? Are you hurt?"

As he spoke, he lowered his hands, one piece, one handshake.Thousands of thunderbolts burst out from the fingertips, condensed into silk, and rolled down.

Gretel looked along her fingertips, and saw silver lightning bolts condensed into two light cocoons.A light cocoon lay flat on the ground without any movement, as if the person inside had passed out;
Another light cocoon stood upright, a little bumpy, constantly changing shape.Gretel guessed that it was probably the caster who still wanted to struggle?
Why bother?
Why bother?
The senior sister is here, you can't move...

Gretel shook his head.As the wind howled above, Cerilla flapped his wings twice, slowly lowered him to the ground, and restored his human form:

"I'm fine..."

The silver dragon girl pouted, a little angry, with an unconvinced look on her face.Archmage Philby smiled and patted her:

"Okay, okay. Our little princess did a good job - she didn't kill the guy in the end, and she didn't kill Gretel first, didn't she? If you were alone, you would have killed them already, right?"

"That's right!"

The silver dragon girl held her head high all of a sudden.Archmage Philby smiled and said:
"So Cerilla is good at fighting, but she doesn't have enough experience and hasn't seen enough big moves. Next time I see you, I'll know how to deal with it, right?"

"Uh-huh!"

Celia nodded vigorously.Archmage Philby glanced at Gretel who hesitated to speak, and said slowly:

"The luminous arrow just now was a 12th-level glorious bishop who condensed his life's strength and sacrificed a body, soul and will of the same level. With the help of magic tools, they communicated with their core beliefs and urged a degraded version of the gods. technique."

"That……"

Gretel blurted out, said two words, and stopped them immediately.After thinking about it, thousands of words were condensed into one sentence:

"Level 13? Level 14?"

"It can be level 14." Archmage Philbi felt the jumping light arrow in his hand, even though it was covered by a thunder and lightning cage, it was still rushing left and right, struggling constantly:

"You're sure you won't be able to catch it, Serila, remember not to catch it with your wings next time."

"Oh……"

Celia nodded a little dejectedly.The archmage looked at the two little guys, and then at the barbarian lying on the back of the silver moon deer, trembling every step, and finally crawled back to the original place, with a smile in his eyes:

"Okay, it's a really good fight this time. Come on, little Gretel, Cerilla, and you guys, what do you want for spoils?"

"what?"

Gretel froze for a moment.What?Divide the spoils?Senior sister, you beat everyone to death, and even the few of us were saved by you, and you gave us the spoils?

Sister, you are so kind to us!
Archmage Philby pursed her lips and chuckled.She raised her hand slightly, "plop", "plop", and two corpses fell on the ground.At the same time, the nearby light cocoon spread out, turning into thousands of lightning lights and sinking into her palm.

There were only a few thick lightning chains left, locked on the soldier, and juxtaposed with the other two corpses:
"Come, come, pick any one of these three corpses—"

"Why are there two more?!"

Gretel's voice almost cracked.Just kidding, the three of them, they were already fighting, and there was a lot of danger.If there are two more, if the senior sister doesn't come, wouldn't he die here? !

"Because there are originally five." Archmage Philbi smiled playfully as he watched the younger brother about to jump.
"You don't think that they came to you because of a loophole in their defense? Originally, the council just used you as a trap, killed a few, and gave them a warning. Then, your side will be clean .”

She raised her head slightly, and sneered across the coast:
"From this point of view, even if you didn't do anything today, you should get a share. Come, pick one, drag it back and dissect it? Or sell it to Black Crow Swamp for some other resources?"

Gretel shuddered and shook his head desperately.To be honest, if it was Black Crow Swamp, where there were rows of corpses that had been frozen hard for many years, he would still be willing to drag them back to the Mage Tower as a reserve for the general teacher.

However, those few people just came to kill him, especially the soldier was still alive a few minutes ago, let him drag him back to cut...

I still don't want it anymore, this style of "beating people to death, then dragging them back to be dissected immediately" reminded him of a certain notorious army, and he really couldn't do it.

The archmage sighed regretfully.Really, little Gretel, there are always some inexplicable moral insistence, inexplicable soft-heartedness, and he is not even willing to drag the corpse back and sell it to Black Crow Swamp.

However, perhaps it is also because of this that he always gets more preference and care.After all, whoever deals with him doesn't have to worry about being sold one day:

"Okay, then—do you want this sword? For Bernard? He is just right for such a heavy weapon..."

The soldier's epee floated up inexplicably, moving towards them at a constant speed and slowly.Seeing the lightning flashing on the epee, Gretel could confirm two points without using his brain:
1. The iron content in this epee sword, or the iron group metal content, is not low;
2. The senior sister absolutely mastered the magnetic levitation technology!absolute!
The epee floated closer and fell to the ground without a sound, without any surprise.Gretel looked at Bernard. Bernard squatted down and held the hilt of the sword, lifted the weight of the epee again, and bowed respectfully:
"Thank you, Your Excellency the Archmage. But this weapon is not for me—"

He straightened his waist and held the bone stick on his back with his backhand:

"For me, it's better to stick with big bones."

Archmage Philby hummed, indicating that he knew, and did not persuade him any further.She grabbed it casually, and the light cocoon cracked a crack in the distance, and a longbow flew out from a distance:
"Where is Cerilla? Do you want this bow?"

"...I don't like it very much."

Celia glanced away and looked away.Archmage Philby glanced at the longbow behind her. Although it was just for show, it was hollowed out and inlaid with gems, and there was no shortage of decorations.

Well, the bows and arrows that the Dragon Clan likes really don't look like this...

She didn't think it was disobedient, and with a flick of her hand, all the corpses and weapons on the ground were taken back to the space equipment and disappeared.Grabbing again, the light cocoon in the distance, and the soldier lying on the ground, were pulled to the side together:

"You can't deal with the rest. I'll take it back, and together with several other schools, we will strip out their valuables, calculate the price, and give you a share later. Little Gretel, don't worry!"

"No rush, definitely no rush!"

Grete's head was like pounding garlic.Don't talk about splitting him up later, even if they don't, it's only natural.The senior sister has worked so hard to follow him for so long, and helped deal with the biggest danger, shouldn't she take all the spoils away?

He doesn't care, and Celia doesn't care.The silver dragon girl stared at the depths of the forest, clenched her fists angrily.Obviously, I'm still thinking about how to fight the battle just now more simply and neatly, with a greater chance of winning...

Archmage Philby saw their reactions, smiled slightly, stepped in the air, and flew upwards.He rose to the top of the tree, suddenly lowered his head, and raised his voice:

"Little Gretel, be careful in the future. You remember to change your appearance, and ask Cerilla to change her appearance too - can Bernard and the White Hart be smaller? In short, when running outside, don't be caught what!"

"it is good……"

Gretel agreed with a bitter face.Terrible, the magic of disguise, although it is only a first-level magic of the illusion department, is easy to learn but difficult to master.He has already memorized the spell model, but he wants to use it on himself——

He hasn't used it much!
Let him put on makeup for himself, and the appearance he made is terrifying.Body shape, appearance, all changed with spells?Gretel tried it once, and the effect was very good, it was like walking into a distorting mirror...

And Apa, how to make Apa smaller?For such a big deer, its features are too obvious. It would be great if it could be turned into a normal-sized horse... But, he has never practiced the animal reduction technique!

He has always been afraid of [magnification], [shrinking] and other spells!How does the mass increase in the process of giant enlargement?Fill it with what?Have the organs and blood vessels also enlarged?

Where does the reduced mass go in reduction surgery?Internal organs, bones, are they compressed tightly, or are part of them hidden?

Let him imagine out of thin air, he has no clue; let him dissect, he dare not—dissect the subject under the influence of the spell, that is to be dissected alive!
He can't do it!
Archmage Philbi threw the problem to his younger brother and walked away.Return to Nevis, divide the loot according to the inherent procedures, and take out the magic equipment.The body, the soul, the anatomy that should be dissected, the confinement that should be imprisoned——

Then, the archmage directly broke into the battlefield with some of the bishop's body and relics, especially the parts that could prove his personal identity.Thousands of thunder lights around me opened and closed like flowers, directly tearing open the light curtain of the sacred magic circle:

"McCollane!"

Her clear voice echoed across the battlefield.The explosion below was like thunder, and the arrows were like rain, and they couldn't suppress the voice of Archmage Philby alone:
"I'll return the killer's body to you! If you set a trap a little bit, you'll just rush in with your heads down. The council thanks you for your contribution!"

With a wave of his hand, a shriveled head, wrapped in half a broken cassock, fell lightly.It fell into the Kingdom Army camp and exploded on the spot.The ground was full of mines, and screams exploded on the knights by the camp:
"Remember next time, see you on the battlefield if you want to fight, don't think about assassination every day!"

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