Chapter 211: "Local" Battle (Part II)

As the strange chanting of syllables sounded, the body of the demon mistress gradually glowed with crimson flames, and a large amount of lively fire attribute energy began to gather, and a terrifying fluctuation spread, making everyone on the entire battlefield look sideways.

William smashed a few puppets and looked up, immediately recognizing them as fifth-order starters.

This spell is characterized by area damage + high temperature burn + multi-stage release, and the disadvantages are long preparation time and no distinction between friend and foe.

It wasn't suitable for the melee before, but now the werewolves who were divided and surrounded are obviously hopeless, as long as this thing is thrown on the head, it can really change the tide of the battle in one breath and drag the two sides back to the same level.

Although the demon mistress was calculated by herself, she reacted immediately, found a way to break the situation, and chose to sacrifice the werewolf who was already dying.

Whether it's to reduce casualties or to achieve victory, this must be interrupted as soon as possible.

William looked around and found the female knight who was clearing the puppet, and beckoned to her with a serious face.

"What's the matter?"

"It's important, there's no time to explain. ”

William rolled over and rode Xiaobai, then put one arm around Jessica's waist, "pulled" her out of the stirrup, moved her to the ground next to her, and then sat in the "driver's seat".

For the Dire rider, the Dire is the body, the rider is nothing more than a giveaway, and the woman only affects the speed at which Xiaobai runs.

In the female knight's confused expression, William shook the reins.

"Xiaobai, let's go!"

William was not the only one who recognized it, and Old Man Cameron, who was confronting Leonard, also recognized this group attack arcane at a glance.

He raised his hand and pointed at the Demon Mistress in the distance, and was about to use the interrupt spell when he felt the power of fate of the same origin and forcibly cut off his movements.

Leonard's face on the opposite side turned pale, the consumption of the fate sequence is calculated according to the difference between his own rank and the target, compared to interrupting the spell of the fifth-order demon motheress, the consumption of interrupting the seventh-order fate apostle is undoubtedly much larger.

"Teacher. ”

Leonard said with a pale face and a grin: "Don't care about those boring people, I am also a seventh-order apostle of destiny now, shall we have a discussion?"

When the old man Cameron heard this, he immediately touched his buttocks.

Because there was no bandage suitable for the area, he had to use a whole roll of gauze to plug the ...... After temporarily treating the wound, it still hurts hotly, even if he was forced to hide in Tibet by the people of the Nature Church, he has never suffered this kind of human tragedy.

After sneering, the old man Cameron gritted his teeth and responded:

"Leonard, although I have been injured a little more than you, I also have an Arcane Sequence fifth-order class more than you, and if you want to fight me head-on, you are still early! As long as I ...... What are you doing!"

Leonard just hooked his fingers slightly, but the old man Cameron, who was talking harshly, immediately changed his complexion, and something that had just quieted down suddenly became "excited", as if it might "take root" at any time.

Feeling the power of fate gathered around him, he instantly understood everything, and said with a pale face:

"Fate is going back? Are you going back to the state of that thing?"

"That's right!"

Leonard smiled and nodded, his middle finger hooked again, and with a shudder that had been used by old Cameron before, a turquoise vine came out, and a roll of half-red and half-white gauze hung from the tip of the vine.

“!”

Not bothering to solve his local problems, the old man Cameron roared angrily, trying to interrupt Leonard before he curled his fingers for the third time.

However, what I didn't expect was that Leonard really just curled his fingers this time, and waited until he pounced on the air before releasing the real one.

"Poof!"

Even if the old man Cameron interrupted again, a new vine still came out, swaying in the wind like a hormone-boosted aquatic weed.

Old man Cameron's face turned pale.

He originally wanted to rely on the advantage of the arcane sequence to continuously release offensive arcane arts, forcing Leonard to interrupt the spell casting to drag him down, but now he completely reversed.

I had used it once before to escape from him, but I didn't expect it to be written down by him and become a means to restrain myself.

This little bastard only needs to keep using it to return to his previous state, while he has to keep interrupting his spell casting, and bear the huge consumption of using and interrupting the seventh-order professional.

He gritted his teeth and decided to fight, and he fought head-on with others, but he died of excessive local blood loss, which is simply a shameful death that can go down in history.

Just as Old Cameron was about to fight to the death and forcibly take it out, Leonard hooked his finger again.

"Ah~~~"

Compared to the real battle next to him, the battle between the two fateful sequence bosses was extraordinarily quiet, with only the occasional popping sound and a muffled hum of various tones.

After a few times, the old man Cameron closed his eyes and was ready to give up the game to save his life.

He gave up interrupting Leonard's spell casting, and let dozens of thick and long vines erupt, and his face fiercely aimed at Leonard to unleash the fastest activated second order.

Leonard raised his finger with a grin, interrupting the spell before the ice pick could form, and a voice from afar said the name of the skill.

“!”

In the disbelief of the Demon Mistress's eyes, William rode the little whites out of her shadow, desperately withstanding the backlash of the overstepping interruption, and forcibly cut off the one that was about to start.

The casting that had been brewing for a long time was suddenly interrupted, and the demon mistress froze, and a sharp burning sensation spread in her mind, and along with the burning pain, there was also a strangely shaped long stick in William's hand.

The treacherous and cunning Demon Mistress never neglects to save her life, and the shields on her body are as many as ten layers, and there are all kinds of types from spells to physics, even a sixth-order professional may not be able to break them easily.

However, not only does William have the terrifying power bonus, but he also has the ability to absorb negative energy.

Those shields with dark power were completely shattered at the touch of a button, and after being stabbed through nine layers in succession, they could only stop on the last layer of pure natural attribute shields.

Looking at William's stick on the shield in horror, the witch and the mother asked in a trembling voice while desperately pulling away the distance:

"Another sequence of fate? Who are you?"