With Wren's order, the wide square has changed dramatically!

The yin wind blows, the ice is cold, the demons roar, the ups and downs, the black fog disperses, obscuring the sky, and countless dark night monsters, large and small, appear in the world with the king's command!

Rancid and stout zombies, delicate and small evil angels, charming and terrifying snake women, glittering necromancers, and a huge number of skeletons...................

In an instant, a huge army of the undead emerged from the stone slabs of the square, filling the entire square, sandwiching three men and women in the middle, their eyes flashing with murderous cruelty and the low roar of necromantic creatures coming out of their mouths. The thick dead qi of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info emanated from the dense undead, converging to form a sky-high might, surging and stirring in the sky like waves of the angry sea, and impacting the three Trinas whose faces changed drastically one wave after another.

Wren, just one sentence, the whole battle situation was reversed immediately!

"You like to bully more with less, and I like it too." Looking at the three people with pale and solemn faces, Ren smiled with full malice: "Now, let's have a good fight." ”

"It turns out that you are a Dharma Saint, a first-level Dharma Saint like me." Looking at the many dead things close at hand, and feeling the amazing magic emanating from Wren's body, Trina finally understood the silver-haired man's hole cards, and her cold words added a trace of regret and regret: "Necromancer Law Saint, you are so deeply hidden." ”

No wonder Trina is remorseful, because of the previous contempt of the three of them, they gave Wren half an hour to summon necromantic creatures! How many monsters a Necromancer can summon in half an hour, just look at what is in front of you and know enough. This is the square of the Holy Heaven Academy, a huge square that claims to be able to accommodate 30,000 people, but now it is crowded with undead monsters..............

No wonder necromancers will be boycotted and hunted down by the countries of the mainland, they are really terrifying! Necromancer, the existence of a battle that can leapfrog the level, the three of them are "lucky" to witness it with their own eyes.

"Great Prophet! It's a necromancer! Mitte, who was in a panic, suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted loudly towards the sky: "Wren is a Necromancy Saint, please abide by the rules of the continent and kill this demon!" ”

The Great Prophet did not appear, only the calm voice of the old man sounded from the sky, and his words were puzzled with a hint of doubt: "It's true that Wren is a necromancer, but does this have anything to do with a special challenge?" ”

Wren smiled and looked at the clown in the audience, but Mitte was already blushing and was about to open his mouth to ask for help from the strong, but he had already elbowed Trina heavily in the chest: "Fool! Stop embarrassing adults! Don't you know? These two people were originally in a gang, and he already knew about Rennes! The Great Prophet ignored any continental decrees, and as long as Wren did not violate the rules of the Special Challenge, he would do nothing. ”

Speaking of this, Trina raised her face and asked, "Am I right?" The Great Prophet of Righteousness and Justice? The word "justice" was deliberately bitten tightly by Trina, and her green eyes were full of resentment. It is extremely shocking news that the great prophet of the human soul is actually on the side of the necromancer to cover up his favoritism.

"Young man, don't be so cynical, even if you don't say it, I know very well that the word justice is not for me." The voice of the Great Prophet sounded faintly: "If I am truly impartial, I should kill your master before I kill Wren." ”

Pretty shot back, Trina was speechless, she knew very well the good things she had done. If the Great Prophet had been impartial, he should have killed Samuel first.

"Are you done?" Wren looked at the three people with different expressions in the audience, raised his hand high, and waved down violently: "Kill!" ”

The words were bloody, and the coldness decided the tragic fate of the three. Whether it was for himself or for the sake of favoring his Great Prophet, Wren had to kill these three people, and he must not have any mercy in his heart!

Many monsters stared at men and women, each of them had long been impatient in their hearts, and when they heard the order, they immediately let out an excited roar, jumping towards the delicious flesh and blood, and the small space that only allowed three people was immediately filled with layers of monsters. In the blink of an eye, a mountain of flesh several people tall was stacked where the three of them stood.

The necromantic creatures roared and excited, rushing towards the Roshan one after another, one after another, layer upon layer, and the accumulated Roshan gradually rose and widened. There was only the roar of monsters in the entire square, and the three of them were silent, and they seemed to have died, but Wren knew in his heart that the other party's counterattack was about to break out.

Sure enough, the Roshan where the dead were gathered changed, and the three colors of light came out, illuminating the dim square and shocking the monsters that pounced. As time passed, the heterochromatic light rapidly intensified, revealing from all over Roshan. With a loud roar, the three strong men broke through the heavy pressure, and the blades in their hands were amazingly powerful, bringing a bloody rain to the sky, and falling on the cleared clearing.

Trampling on the flesh and blood of the corpses, Trina and the three unceremoniously began to slaughter, and a large number of necromantic creatures were scattered and turned into thick blood and mud under the trampling of their companions. The monster roared excitedly, the human shouted in anger, and the two voices intertwined to form the main melody of this bloody battle.

The heavy hammer is domineering, every swing brings up a large rain of flesh and blood, the thin sword is sharp, every time it flickers, a dead person falls, and the black big bow is like a black-clothed god of death at this moment, quickly harvesting a large number of monsters.

Trina is dressed in a short black dress, her green hair is coiled up, and her ice blue energy flashes all around her body, blocking the sneak attack of dark arrows to ensure that her posture is clean, and her smooth and slender legs are still not stained with a trace of filth, which is even brighter and dazzling in this world formed by stench and plasma.

She held a bow in her left hand, wore a special black glove in her right hand, and her fingertips rested lightly on the string, and every time the bowstring fluttered, seven or eight ice blue light arrows shot out in four directions, accurately hitting the head and chest of the undead, turning them into calm ice sculptures.

It's clear that Trina's magic belongs to a derivative of the water ----- ice. There are very few water mages left, let alone ice mages that only appear in rumors. Although the number of these two types of mages is also scarce, there is an essential difference. There are not many water magicians, because its attack is not as good as fire, its defense is not as good as that of earth, and its healing is not as good as light. The rarity of ice mages is due to its harsh conditions. The power of ice-based magic is much more powerful than that of water-based magic, but like space-time magic, it has extremely strict requirements for cultivators, and it is not as casual as other types of magic.

Trina, she is a first-level law saint, an extremely rare ice law saint. The powerful combat strength of the tenth-level Martial Saint combined with the freezing sluggishness unique to ice-based spells created the strength and beauty of this demon archer, making her combat posture particularly shining.

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