Eastern mythology system

Chapter 347
"Group Blessing!"

"Natural power!"

"Agility!"

"Steel skin!"

"..."

Since the night of the war against the wind wolves, Elf Archer Daniel once again experienced the feeling of being surrounded by a lot of buffs.But this time, there were four companions including Franco who felt the same way as him.

Although the power of Long Aotian's auxiliary magic can be seen from the domineering arrow shot by Daniel that day, only by experiencing it personally can Franco truly appreciate the addition and improvement of these magics that don't use money.

Strength, speed, agility... Franco has never felt so powerful for a moment like now.Not to mention the mere high-level silver fighters on the opposite side, even in the face of the top powerhouses of the fourth realm, he dared to take the initiative to attack.

Not to mention, that silver high-ranking fighter has shrunk severely.

"Wow!"

There was a commotion all around, and the mouths of the mercenaries who were watching the scene were wide open, and their jaws almost hit the ground.

Have they ever seen such a spectacular magic "show" before?
Just kidding, scenes like this that bless soldiers with various auxiliary magic in large quantities usually only happen in the army.But the young man who looked like he was only about 20 years old waved his hand lightly, but he took care of all the work of a magic army by himself.

Not only the people in his own team, but even their enemies are all taken care of.

"slow!"

"weak!"

"collapse!"

"..."

After being hit by so many negative spells all of a sudden, the melon-eaters onlookers felt bad for the seven silver fighters.

What's even more frightening is that the young man just raised his hand, and all kinds of magic poured out like a tide.From the beginning to the end, no one heard him chanting half a spell.

The burly man who acted viciously and acted evilly was already livid at this time, regretting endlessly.Originally, the total number of opponents was no more than six people, and the soldier called regiment leader was no more than a middle-level silver fighter. With the strength of his subordinates, he could surely defeat them.

But how can I expect that there is a monster hidden in this small mercenary group!
Regardless of what the two sides in the battle and the crowd of onlookers think, the situation is already imminent, and it has to be done.In other words, the spirit fox mercenary group, whose strength, confidence and morale were extremely high, was high-spirited, and took the initiative to attack instead of customers, and could not allow the seven silver fighters to have other choices.

The seven silver fighters desperately used their battle energy, trying to get rid of the negative magic on their bodies.

After all, silver fighters are quite powerful professionals. Even without the help of their own magicians to exorcise demons, they can still dispel the negative magic on their bodies with their silver fighting spirit.

Although there are many types of negative magic in this time, they are all low-level magic of the first or second level, and it is not difficult to dispel them.

But this is just their wishful thinking.

In fact, they already felt that the magic released by the young man on the opposite side seemed to have added ingredients, and the effect was significantly increased by a large amount.But what I didn't expect was that its uniqueness was not only in its effect, but also in its inability to dispel.

how can that be!

After all, they were all silver fighters, and the leader among them began to attack the gold fighters.Possessed by mere low-level magic, but you can't get rid of it?

Don't even talk about dispelling, the magic effects of these negative magics fell on them, and all of them took effect 100%.As a silver fighter, the natural magic resistance didn't work at all, and he took over the negative magic just like ordinary people.

how can that be! ?
They sighed again in their hearts.

You must know that the same magic falls on people of different strengths, and the effects are completely different.An ordinary person who suffers from "slowness" may have to drop to half the normal speed.If the golden fighter hits "slowness", the drop in speed is almost negligible, and it will be dispelled by the powerful golden fighting energy soon.

No matter how they exclaimed and wailed, the spirit fox mercenary group had already killed them like chicken blood.Franco at the front raised his sharp sword, and slashed down on the head of the tall and thin high-ranking silver fighter.

This trick is extremely simple, without fancy.But the victory is that it is powerful and heavy, and it is as fast as lightning.The tall and thin man had no other choice but to raise his knife to resist.

bang~
Amidst the bangs of sword clashes, the high-ranking silver fighter unexpectedly and unsurprisingly let go of his sword, and his entire body was blown backwards.

Under normal circumstances, a tall and thin man with a higher rank would naturally be willing to confront his opponent head-on.But now, with the help of the buff magic, the enemy's strength is climbing up the steps, but he is dragged down the stairs by the negative magic like maggots attached to the bones.Under the circumstances of one drop and one rise, even if you try your best, you can't beat the opponent.

If it wasn't for his rich combat experience and high-level silver fighter skills, he took the initiative to retreat in time, the attack just now would not have been as simple as just letting go of the sword.

Although he escaped, but lost his weapon, it was even more difficult for the tall and thin man, who had compromised his strength, to shake Franco's advantage.Under the attack of the latter's sword after sword, he was stunned and embarrassed, and he had no strength to fight back.

Obviously, his defeat is only a matter of time.

The dilemma of the tall and thin man is not a single special case.The situation of his companions was also not much better.

Ram's shield is powerful and irresistible; York's figure is erratic and elusive; Daniel's long arrows are continuous, making it difficult to parry; Katie's magic is sharp and fast, making it impossible to avoid.

There are also two battle pets, the Highland Raging Bear and the White Tiger, who are unreasonably rushing back and forth on the battlefield. Even the Silver Warriors dare not directly attack them.

The five members of the Linghu mercenary regiment plus two big pets are exactly the same number as the silver fighters on the opposite side.

Long Aotian followed behind like a leisurely stroll, except for brushing a few "evil auras" on the enemy at the beginning, he never shot at them again.

But in the eyes of several silver fighters, this young man with a gentle and sunny face is the most terrifying and desperate existence.

While gaining magic and negative magic, the balance of victory and defeat has been tilted sharply.They worked desperately, and finally left some scars on their opponents.A "group healing technique" fell down, and the enemy was alive and well, intact.

Come on, the tall and thin man was slashed hard on the thigh, but it only scratched the skin of the regiment leader's arm, is it necessary to apply a "group healing technique"?And no one else was hurt, so what the hell are they "healing"?

Are you running out of magic power or something?The magical power of a magician is very precious, you know that?Waste is shameful, you know?
The opponent has such a super dad behind him to support him, and everyone has become an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, with no worries at all. How can this battle be fought?
The tall and thin man dodged Franco's sharp sword in embarrassment, but was suddenly kicked on the heart by him, and the whole person fell to the ground, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, unable to recover for a long time.

Forget it, this kind of fight with no hope at all, let's love someone, anyway, I don't want to fight any more.

He gave up his resistance, lay on the ground and turned his head to look around, only to find that six companions had already laid down earlier than him.

The high-ranking silver fighter secretly cursed in his heart: These bastards...

(End of this chapter)