Iceblade flew at high speed beside Enercillin, leaning against the barrier wall, happily watching the group of people who tried to besiege him, but were cut off from the Harvest Domain.

He didn't plan to kill too many people for the time being, after all, he had no grievances with them, as long as they didn't get close, they would naturally not die.

"What now?" the brown-haired man's expression was unsightly, and he seemed to realize that this spell system was not something they could kill.

He looked around, and suddenly, he saw two wild psionics standing outside the siege circle and in the audience. He raised an eyebrow without a trace and turned to face them.

"Isn't it okay to be a spectator in this place?" his eyes were extremely unkind, he didn't believe they were just standing there watching them fight.

"What do you have to do with us besieging that gentleman?" A female psychic with long black hair and a black veil on her face did not speak well, and she kept a respectful attitude towards provoking a psychic who could attract psionic energy, not approaching, not hostile.

This is also the attitude of another wild psyker. Unlike these criminals who have committed crimes and are pursued by the association, they are real outlaws, and their daily life is to wander in danger, and they have a keen sense of danger.

Although they are not familiar with each other, they are in the same Narto, the circle is so big, and they are people of the same level, and they have cooperated several times, so they will naturally choose to hold together at this time.

"How can you guarantee that you won't strike when we're both defeated?"

"yes, how can you guarantee it?" The group led by the brown-haired man had left Ernacillin alone, and they were busy confronting the two spectators.

Ernacillin found the scene at this time extremely strange, it was clear that they were besieging him at first, but now they suddenly clashed with the two people who were acting as spectators on the side.

"That's a little weird...... Do they ...... Is it deliberate?" Ernacillin, the original protagonist, was left aside, and he looked at the group of people carefully, and suddenly found a very peculiar phenomenon:

Whenever the brown-haired man spoke, there were always a few people in the crowd who echoed him, and in just ten minutes, they had already taken the situation on the field very off, not so much a fight as a farce.

Their actions were definitely premeditated, but who were they? The Association couldn't possibly, if the Association discovered this place, it would only send all the high-end combat forces to this place as soon as possible. Wild psionic energy is unlikely, and it is impossible for a person who licks blood at the tip of a knife to be so showy. Don't......

Ernacillin inadvertently glanced at the presenters outside the venue, only to find that they seemed to be surprised by such a scene and watched it very seriously.

It's not right.

Normally, they would have to get impatient at this point. But Ernacillin found that in addition to the flatness on their faces, there was also a faint expectation.

Expect?

Enacillicillin curled the corners of his lips, and he understood. If he guessed correctly, the few people who have been driving the rhythm on the field are the organizers of the fight to avoid the negative battle arrangements of the newcomers!

Next, it's almost time to kill people by mistake and start a scuffle, right?

Ernacillin hooked the corners of his mouth, thinking irresponsibly.

"Ahh

"Damn, are you annoyed and embarrassed by the guessing center?Heh, leave that spellcasting system alone!Deal with these people first!Otherwise, we'll all end up like the one on the ground!" This time it wasn't the brown-haired man who spoke, but a short-haired woman who had echoed him in the crowd.

Ernacillic watched all this with cold eyes, and he clearly saw that the lady was using her magic to push the man hard against the knife.

But just because he saw it, it doesn't mean that anyone else has seen it. The crowd that had previously besieged Ernacillin was provoked by these words, and immediately turned around and besieged several wild psionic envoys.

Although the two Wild Psionic Envoys did not have the weird and terrifying methods of Enaxiline, they had worked together a few times, and they were extremely strong together.

"Leah, use the group spirit. The psionic ability of the long-haired woman with the long knife made it stand in front of Liya as soon as the short-haired woman shouted that sentence, which is the basic quality of being a close combat.

"I know!" Lea, who had long black hair and wore a black veil, waved her staff, and several deep dark energy balls that seemed to be able to suck people into them appeared among the crowd, and the energy balls were rotten bones everywhere they passed. Some people just accidentally rub with the energy ball, and the parts they come into contact with will directly decay and weather. For a while, in addition to the flesh and blood left behind by the siege of Enacillin, there was a lot of brown and yellow powder on the field.

Lea is a traditional undead spellcaster, using a staff with a milky white soul crystal inlaid at the top, and you can vaguely see that the soul crystal has a few traces of blue inside. Her staff cost her nearly 50,000 gold lakes, and the soul crystal with a little blue at the top directly accounted for more than 20,000.

This is a necessary expense, as an undead spell casting system, this pure soul crystal with a hint of blue allows her to save nearly half of her spirit per spell cast, and at the same time, it can also effectively increase the strength of the spirit magic.

It can be said that she has been able to get to where she is today, and this soul crystal has a huge credit. She had fantasized about getting an all-blue soul crystal, but this kind of thing only existed in legends.

"Wood...... Throws your knife down the woman's throat! she's the one who pushed the guy in your knife!" Leah shouted to the man standing in front of her.

Holding a long gray knife with a grim face, Lux did not speak, but nodded slightly.

As a knife player, Lux has his own set of beliefs: he will never take the initiative to knife when others do not attack him. But the short-haired woman's actions made him passively break his beliefs, a feeling that he couldn't accept even more than actively breaking his beliefs.

He pointed, borrowed his strength to rush into the crowd, and with a wave of his knife-wielding hand, he left lines of blood on several people. Lux turned around, picked up the tip of the knife, and cut a person in half directly from the bottom to the top!

Not far away, Enacyrin helped his glasses, and he recognized the two men.

"Take advantage of the momentum you cut out to bring out the next move...... This person should be the 'Gray and White Knifeman' Lux, and that lady is probably the 'Necromantic Lady' Leah. "Ernacillin was a good student, and he memorized everything Lynn had said. Like the wild spirits, he can basically recognize the famous ones inside, and he knows a little bit about their behavior. Like these two, they are both powerful and well-rated figures.

"I didn't expect these two to choose to join the Demon Entourage, what a surprise. ”

It's been an hour since the battle began, and except for the first ten minutes when he was besieged, Ernacillin hasn't made a move.

It's not that he's lazy, it's that he's left to dry. I don't know why, except for the siege in the first ten minutes, the members of the organization who were mixed in the crowd seemed to have been trying to make Enacillicillin a transparent person.

That's not going to work.

Enacyrin narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully.