However, to the mage's surprise, in the past, a single high-temperature fireball would slow down the enemy's charge, or even make them flee in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, this time it actually stimulated the ferocity of the enemy, and rushed over even faster.

Fortunately, he was also a mage who had experienced battle, and there was no panic in his heart, and he pinched the magic with his left hand and recited this incantation in his mouth.

Mage specialization, multi-cast.

The spell in his hand and the spell in his mouth are not one spell, but two different spells.

Just as these hounds were about to rush over first, the mage waved his left hand, and a stinky cloud magic flew out first, enveloping a huge area with a diameter of five meters in front of him, and all the hounds that entered it were smoked by the pungent smell contained in the clouds, and immediately let out a wail, their bodies twitched, white liquid flowed from the corners of their mouths, and their bodies were so soft that they were in the mist, and they were obviously unconscious.

And the men who were also wielding metal sticks, consciously holding their breath, rushed into the clouds.

The incantation in the mage's mouth had been recited, and one after another cyan blades condensed, directly rushing these men into the clouds and mist, and the men in no direction, but broke their hand tendons and hamstrings, so that they also softened to the ground in the mist, let out a miserable scream, and could no longer hold their breath, once they breathed, they inhaled the smell of the stinky cloud art around them, and they could no longer rush out of this cloud mist, and like those hounds, they also passed out.

"Go, kill them, you must not let them leave this cloud, otherwise, even if I am fine, you will definitely not be able to stand it, do you want to be besieged by hundreds of hounds?" said the mage to the people who followed behind him, trying to pick up the bargain.

These people, basically except for five or six people who followed behind the mage and wanted to serve as mage servants, the rest of them all saw that there was a bargain and wanted to come over to get light, but at this time, they glanced at each other, and in order not to offend the mage, they all drew their weapons, gritted their teeth, closed their breath, and rushed into the clouds of stinky clouds, slitting the throats of those fainting hounds and men with metal sticks one after another.

When the hounds and men all died, their bodies suddenly turned into a cloud of black ash and burst out, and the black ash rippled outwards and slowly dissipated into the air.

"Haha..." The mage looked at these men and hounds who had turned into black ashes and dissipated, and said triumphantly: "Look, it is really some low-level illusions, and they actually collapse immediately after the death of the creation, this is the most low-level illusion." After the mage finished speaking, his eyes stared at Ji Feng viciously.

Ji Feng didn't care, these men and hounds were originally the material information that initially infected the world, and their role was just cannon fodder.

In order to let these mages and the professionals and warriors behind him play a more role, Ji Feng waved his hand again, and in the houses on both sides of the street behind him, men walked out again.

This time, the man was tall and muscular, with a hideous complexion, like a barbarian, and his upper body was painted with dense black-red runes, and he held a dagger half a meter long in his hand.

Seeing these barbarian men who were generally two meters tall, the corners of the mage's mouth twitched, and the personnel behind him were even more unbearable.

These barbarian men, covered with magic runes, rushed towards the mage with a wave of Ji Feng's hand, and killed the mage and them.

Because this mage itself has energy to protect itself, although there is a trace of panic in his eyes, he is not completely panicked, but still has time to quickly cast a defensive mage.

As for the rest of the people behind the mage, those who were strong warriors and some low-level professionals who wanted to take advantage, they fled backwards in a hurry.

However, the entire Crazy Cone Dungeon is controlled by Ji Feng, he doesn't want these people to escape, no matter where these people flee, they can find them, and there is no need to find them, a method to quietly confuse spiritual power can make these low-level professionals and ordinary warriors involuntarily run over from a distance.

Of course, when they found out that they couldn't escape no matter what, they burst out with all their ferocity, and they had to bite people when they died.

The outbreak of these low-level professionals, as well as the sneak attack of the mage's shadow arrows, caused the barbarians who swarmed this time to be completely wiped out and completely killed.

Ji Feng didn't care, he waved his hand again, and this time more than a dozen pirates walked out of the house, holding bottles in his left hand and fire guns in his right hand, walking and shaking, and his mouth was constantly spewing out stench, with the smell of inferior wine.

Behind them was a group of low-level Warcraft Fanged Dogs, full of sharp teeth protruding from their mouths, and there were traces of flesh and blood on their teeth.

These low-level demonic beast fanged dogs, as they walked, their expressions were lazy, but their eyes were full of fierce light.

"Damn, it's endless. The mage snorted impatiently, and clusters of flames flew up from his body, circling and spinning around his head, condensing into six fireballs that flew and chased each other around his head, illuminating the surroundings and attracting the attention of all the personnel, whether it was these fierce-looking islands summoned by Ji Feng, or these low-level demonic beast fanged dogs.

Even the low-level professionals and ordinary fierce warriors behind the mages were attracted by the angry mages.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a scream broke the silence, and a low-level professional who had been standing in the safety of the mage's back had a large hole in his chest, and a strong arm was thrust out from the man's back.

The low-level professional who let out a scream was so weak that he couldn't save it.

When the corpse of this low-level professional fell to the ground, the face of the big man who sneaked up on this person could be regarded as truly being seen clearly.

This is a one-eyed dragon man, and the arm of his left hand, from the root of the arm, has completely disappeared.

The man, who had lost his left arm, wore a tattered gown, a round merchant's hat on his head, and a small axe pinned to his waist, which he could chop and throw.

On top of the back waist, there is also a thick belt buckle, on which are inserted ten throwing knives from the field.

"Damn, you actually killed my brother. With an angry roar, another big man said with great grief and indignation, and was about to pounce over.

However, his movements were fast, and the big man of the one-eyed dragon moved faster, and directly pulled out the small battle axe on his waist and threw it out.

Snort...

The whirling axe directly cut the artery of the man who wanted to avenge his brother, cutting off half of his neck.

An axe flew out and killed a man, and the one-eyed man, still not satisfied, touched the palm of his hand to the ten daggers on his waist.

These daggers are blue and faint all over, and they have been smeared with the venom of the seven-step snake in advance, and they have seen blood seal their throats.

Ten daggers, with a stream of cold light, flew towards the fierce ordinary people behind the mage with the swing of the one-eyed man's arm.

(End of chapter)