The mage arrives

"Rush up and crush them!" In the opposite crowd, a tall, extremely conspicuous woman with a round cropped head gave the order to charge.She still had a thick black halberd wrapped around her arm, and she pointed straight towards Gordon. The cold air emanating from the tip of the halberd made everyone feel a chill in their throats.

After Zebella gave the order to attack, a group of warriors wearing keel-bone heavy armor and holding adamantine tower shields immediately formed a human wall around her, encircling and crushing towards this side.

The three moon elf archers headed by An Chu raised their hands and shot continuously. The bowstring trembled slightly, weaving nine silver threads, and straightly installed them on the human wall.Their enchanting three-shot technique, which can only be used once a day, is originally a special skill of the moon elves, and they will not use it easily. Once they make a move, they will definitely take away their lives.

But this time, facing the well-equipped Northengardians, the arrows that the moon elves were proud of were not very effective.An Chu looks very young by human standards, but in fact he is over 300 years old and is a famous archery expert in Antoria.The three enchanted arrows he shot directly penetrated the thick adamantium shield of the enemy, and shot the people behind them off their backs and died directly.But his two men were far behind.The arrows of the two people didn't even have the protection to penetrate the shield. After the arrow tip hit the smooth and hard shield surface, the magical power bestowed by the elf moon and archery god Shan Landeri attached to it exploded instantly. A dazzling silver-white light burst out.

However, although the light seemed powerful, it only caused the soldiers holding the shield to shake violently a few times, without causing any damage at all.

"Teacher, I'm sorry..." The two-month elf showed shame in front of An Chu.

"Don't be distracted, keep shooting!" An Chu said unwaveringly.Just continue to draw the bow and string.

But this powerful archery skill that can only be used once a day cannot cause damage to the enemy. How can the two young moon elves use the arrows in their hands to stop the enemy from advancing?

Gordon found out.Among the enemies surrounding us, there are not only the elite adventure team brought from Northengard to the abyss by Countess Zebella, but also a large number of phantom soldiers belonging to the five-color dragon descendants.God knows how the other party got at least the position of squadron commander in these illusions, and was able to command an army that had an overwhelming numerical advantage compared to its own side.

And the opponent not only has a large number of people, but also belongs to the elite.For example, the three moon elves in this phalanx look down on this and look down on that, and their faces are arrogant and disdain to be with humans. When their arrows face the enemy's heavy soldiers, they can't pose much threat at all.

Gordon Lace Anzu.It was for the Eternal Orb, to perfect one's true and warning eyes, and to obtain a floating city.It's not that he came to this place all the way to fight against the number of powerful and powerful enemies.So he greeted Ji'er, and prepared to run away with the eldest lady, leave this place of right and wrong, and then go looking for the missing Vinia.

However, someone was more cunning than Gordon. When the entire barracks was bombarded by the Dragon Roaring Magic Crystal Cannon just now, they had already thought of running away alone.

"Earl Freeman. Those people on the opposite side are the Northgardian adventure team you mentioned?" The witcher took advantage of the chaos and ran to Gordon.

"Yes." The mage didn't know what he meant, but replied subconsciously.At the same time, he took out two shadow walking scrolls that he had copied just now from the dimensional bag, and handed one of them to Jier.

"Geralt's pupils sparkled, revealing a golden light: "They caught Triss? "

Gordon couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm talking about Mr. White Wolf. No matter how worried you are about your little witch, you should think about how to get out of the current situation. Think about this kind of thing later. I'm also worried about Vinia, But at times like this, you can only concentrate on the battle situation."

Geralt patted Gordon on the shoulder: "Thank you for your concern, I have my own measure... I'm sorry, Earl Freeman, I'd be happy to fight alongside you, but for Triss, I have to act alone It is impossible for the enemy to bring prisoners to fight, so Triss is likely to be detained alone in the enemy camp. At this time, the enemy is aggressively attacking, and the defense must be weak. This is a good opportunity!"

"But you don't know where Triss is being held."

"It's okay, just grab someone and ask."

After speaking, Geralt took a milky white potion from his belt buckle, drank it in one gulp, and disappeared without a trace.

"Although I don't like the fickleness of this witcher, his courage to be alone and take risks for his lover is still worthy of admiration." Jier said, looking at the place where Geralt disappeared.

"Miss, are you telling me that on purpose? Don't worry, if you are in danger, I will definitely bring you back regardless of all hardships and obstacles... Speaking of which, if you do the math carefully, I have already saved you." Did you do it more than once?"

"You scoundrel..." Ji'er gave Gordon a blank look, "I'm just expressing my feelings, what does it have to do with you? Besides, in this situation, the enemy is about to kill you, so you still have the heart to make fun of me? "

Gordon shook the magic scroll in his hand: "With it, we are already safe."

The shadow walk technique can allow the caster to escape through the shadow plane. In this situation, it is definitely the best escape plan, and the enemy has almost no way to intercept it.Moreover, although Ji'er's arcane attainments are not enough to cast six-ring spells, but with the blessing of props, there is no pressure to use the scroll.

At this time, Zebella, holding a black halberd, was standing behind the formation, commanding the army to encircle and suppress the enemy.She was expressionless, making it impossible to see through her emotions, as if the battle and death in front of her had nothing to do with her.

Suddenly, the countess raised her brows and slammed the halberd in her hand towards the ground. Immediately, a ring grid spread out, causing the surrounding air to continuously resound with the noise of "sizzling".

A water-blue figure just happened to penetrate the grid, and it appeared.

"Hey, it's a bit powerful!" Jin Yue appeared, looking in surprise at the Northengard female warrior who was less than two meters away from her.She originally thought that she could get close to the opponent's body silently, and she would not be discovered until she pierced the sharp rapier into the gap in the enemy's thick armor.

Zebella snorted coldly: "You're not bad either. Few people can get within ten meters of me without being discovered. Even the wanderer in my team can't do it."

After finishing speaking, Zebella swung out her halberd, and a ferocious roaring electric dragon rolled towards Jin Yue immediately.The latter was not to be outdone, and danced with the long sword in his hand, pulling out a curtain of energy like a waterfall, attacking the current.

Seeing the flickering light and the intersecting swords and halberds, Lothair, who was watching the battle in a dark corner in the distance, was also a little eager to try.He took out his dagger and stepped forward to step out of the invisible force field created by Olaverne: "That female swordsman is not weak, I have to help a group of female countess. If she behaves well, maybe she will kill Triss Give it to me to play with."

"Don't go, wild elf." The master of the dead soul watched the battle with cold eyes and said sinisterly, "Zebella has a bad temper. This extremely belligerent woman doesn't want someone to intervene when she is having a good fight. If If you lost your life because of this, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Hmph, that old guy with a strange yin and yang, a necromancer who is destined to rot in the tomb, dare to point fingers at me?" Lothair was displeased, "May Zesil kill you with poison!"

However, although he was dissatisfied, the wild elf wanderer still didn't dare not listen to persuasion and rashly intervene in Zebella's battle.He yawned, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Hey, look what I found? Among the enemies surrounded, there are actually two beautiful moon elf girls? No, I can't just stay here and do nothing. Just have some fun! Dealing with these neurotic hallucinations every day is driving me crazy."

Seeing the wandering wild elf whose figure quickly sneaked into the darkness, Olafone shook his head and said inwardly, "I think you're already crazy."

Unlike Lothair, who has a slightly mad personality, Oraferne, as a mage, is mature and prudent, and pays attention to safety in everything.Of course, the Master of Wraiths can also go wild if he comes across something that interests him—like a creature that, when killed, transforms into a powerful ghostly minion.

The city of Se Anzu was very boring to him.Because the war in the city is completely false, and both sides are just illusions—although these illusions are enough to hurt people, but no real life means no real death, and he can't gain anything from the war. Revenant.

At this moment, the master of dead souls noticed that there were relatively obvious arcane energy fluctuations emanating from the enemy's formation.He thought that there were powerful mages in the opponent's formation, and he was about to remind himself to be careful of high-level attack spells.Who would have thought that after careful observation, there was a man and a woman—a middle-aged male mage who was short, fat and ugly, and even less likable than him, and a beautiful female knight, who were using a magic scroll.

"Shadow Walking? Are they going to run?"

Olaverne's heart moved, and he realized that some of the enemies facing him might be real humans, not just illusions.A group of Northengardians on their own side joined the camp of the five-color dragonborn and participated in the war.On the opposite side, there might be other adventurers from the city of symmetry who joined the camp of the metal dragonborn.

Because if it was an illusion, the person on the opposite side would definitely fight to the death in the city with the sworn enemy like in history, instead of thinking of escaping.

"Interesting, it's time for me to move my body and let the children come out to let the children out." The pale-faced Olaverne gave a low laugh, chanted a spell, and summoned a gray eyeball. (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!

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