Chapter Seventy-Four: The Game of Life and Death

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A huge dragon appeared in the dark sky, it was more than twenty meters long, and its scale armor was black and gray, gray was the strange death qi covering its body, and black was the color of its scale armor with a rotten aura. A pair of dragon pupils burned soul fire, like two tomb lamps in the dim night sky of the extreme north, and the dragon wings fanned to set off an air current, so strong that the cold wind of the extreme north could go against the current. Sergei, the plague dragon, rushed to the battlefield at great speed, forming a magnificent wave of qi in his pass, and charging Charlotte with overwhelming momentum.

On the other side, the 5-meter-tall King of Bones also sprinted towards Charlotte at a seemingly heavy but actually swift speed. The army of necromancers in front of it crashed into the air, and the once titan branch of Mare had thick bones, the whole was the color of black iron, and a pair of souls were burning. Even if you just stand in front of it, you will be crushed by its amazing momentum.

The entry of two legends into the battlefield makes Charlotte's face change drastically, and he notices that Simon and Chris are also regrouping. At this time, the four legends will join forces and will work with more than 100 masters and countless legions to exterminate Charlotte and others.

"That's too exaggerated, isn't it!" Jacob said with a strange expression that seemed to be crying and laughing, "Actually, we are not bad, Charlotte, Etroat, Wycliffe, Norwell, aren't we also three legends and demigods......?

When he saw Charlotte's serious expression, he immediately cried and said, "Hey, don't take it seriously, I'm joking!"

Although it is true that it is not inferior in terms of high-end power, at this time, Wycliffe's divine fire is burned out, Nowell's soul fire is greatly depleted, and Charlotte's magic energy pool is also about to bottom out. As for Charlotte and Jacob's followers, they were even more unbearable, almost all of them had lost their combat effectiveness, and the three young men, Vivian, Lolita, and Leonard, were even more overdrawn by their magic energy, moaning there with their brains.

In such an extremely disadvantageous situation, if you want to fight against the four legends and more than 100 masters in the encirclement of thousands of troops, it is a miracle that can only be done by the root king. Of course, Charlotte will not be arrogant to this extent, just a series of amazing performances have made him completely the backbone of everyone, no matter how unwilling he is, he has to consider his trusted companions.

"Retreat!" he squeezed two words out between his teeth.

But how many people will be buried forever in retreating under such a disadvantage? A shadow crossed Charlotte's heart, and he felt a trace of remorse for his rash decision.

From the moment he chose to hold on, the best opportunity to retreat was lost.

Fall back!

This was also what Malthus had in mind, and after Claire retrieved Iger's scepter, the balance of victory and defeat had gradually reversed.

Although Willett has lost her combat effectiveness, the combination of Claire and the Scepter Bone Dragon is even more insignificant. Quinn is now more than twenty meters long, and his shaking head and tail are amazing, and the aging dragon breath that he spits has taken on the rules of death. It was already difficult for Malthus to deal with Quinn, and Claire, who was back in shape, made it even more difficult for him to take care of it.

After just a few rounds of offense and defense, Malthus had already judged that his chances of victory were less than 20%. Claire and Quinn won't give him another chance to cast legendary spells, and he is stronger than Claire in terms of spellcasting ability alone. After avoiding Quinn's death dragon breath once again, and using the death cloak to transform into a spirit to avoid Claire's necromancy, he took the opportunity to see the situation on the field and immediately had the idea of retreating.

Losing the effect of the vampire wilderness, the banshee Mont Lisa was firmly suppressed by Ramsay, and although his subordinates could still fight Claire's followers, no one would put the balance of victory or defeat on them.

Gloria's assessment of Malthus is that although he is equally talented, he lacks the courage and sincerity to pursue his roots.

When the situation showed a decline, Malthus immediately retreated. Such an idea cannot be said to be wrong, after all, from the overall situation, Malthus still has the absolute upper hand, as long as he can gather a large army, he can still take back the absolute initiative.

But he didn't take into account that Charlotte's side was also under tremendous pressure, and if you quantify the level of difficulty, he faced it less than half the difficulty of Charlotte. If he's willing to give it a go, his odds are higher.

But there was no if.

After this attack, Malthus immediately decided to break his arm to survive. Just as he had decisively abandoned his ally Gloria, he immediately abandoned his supporter in the Soul Seat, the Banshee Monlisa.

After dodging the attack, Malthus flew up to the iceberg break, he took out a handful of powder from the spell casting materials, and after continuously using secret methods such as spell silent hair and spell instantaneous, he blew lightly in the direction of Villeret.

The Samangi Avalanche was activated, and the Nine Rings spell, which had destroyed several blocks of Dominco, was even more powerful in the Far North. The broken glacier rumbles, starting from the fracture of the iceberg where Malthus is located, and the ice crystals of the mountain change shape under the influence of the spell, and the spell snow drives the snow of the mountain itself, rolling down the mountain with great momentum.

In this extreme environment, the energy level of the Samangi avalanche technique is even close to the boundaries of legendary spells. The avalanche is like a pure white galloping horse, the tumbling snow is like a wave, and the ice fog raised in the process of rolling down is more than ten meters high, and the aurora in the night sky makes the ice fog present a beautiful but deadly color.

Only the roar of nature can be heard in heaven and earth, and in the face of nature's wrath caused by spells, these beings with extraordinary power are as small as ants. Claire had to order Quinn to rescue Willett, who bore the brunt of the attack, while the rest of the two sides tacitly stopped and used their own means to escape the area of the avalanche.

And Malthus, who caused all this, shook off his coat and fled to the west as a spirit. Claire's emerald green pupils seemed to be burning with cold fireworks, and he snorted coldly, and he immediately pursued after Malthus, who had already suffered Malthus's loss.

Malthus's departure immediately set off a chain reaction, and it was the banshee Mon Lisa who reacted one step later than Claire. When she realized that Malthus wanted to abandon her, she was shocked and angry.

She subconsciously scolded in the direction of Malthus's escape, "Malthus, you ......"

The rest of the words could not be spoken.

She was not the opponent of the thousand-year-old legend Ramsey, and this distraction, the thousands of black feathers who had originally restricted Ramsay's time and space ability were suddenly stunned. When he reached the realm of Ramsay, his thinking ability was so fast and his combat experience was so rich. The thousandth of a second opportunity was immediately seized by Ramsey, and he immediately sensed a gap in the black feathers that could accommodate one person, and the flashing technique was immediately activated, and in an instant, it appeared ten meters away from the banshee Meng Lisa.

Meng Lisa's heart was alarmed, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw a huge black crack smashing down at her. At this distance, Meng Lisa immediately judged that she couldn't completely avoid the huge spatial crack, so she instinctively shrank her wings, and thousands of black feathers suddenly gathered, blocking in front of her before the crack could split. (https:)

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