In battles below the [Wise] level, there are 500 [Youths] on both sides, while the [Village Chief] level [Neftis] has 70 more, and the union of the Ellune tribe is 60. Of course, a slight gap www.biquge.info not necessarily a quick victory, but a slight advantage can gradually accumulate without the intervention of other forces.

In addition, the [Neftis] side came out on foot, unlike the elves of the Elrune tribe who had to watch out for their camels being attacked. I don't have to worry about fighting, and I can attack the camel under my opponent when I fight.

Soon after the scuffle began, the elves on Neftis's side overpowered the elves of the Ellune tribe. But that's not the point, the battle of the 17 [Wise Men] in the open space in the center of the battlefield is decisive.

Charles was the most powerful on Neftis's side, and he faced the [Great Wise Man] on the other side, that is, his biological father Abel Lune, who abandoned his biological mother. Both sides are the top players in controlling the yellow sand, and the yellow sand around the two goblins is pervasive, obscuring the sight of the surrounding goblins, and the fierce collision sound is endless, but from the roars of Charles from time to time, it can be inferred that Charles should be at a disadvantage.

The remaining elves of the [Neftis] side were entrenched together under the command of Migus, and applied protective magic such as the Wall of Yellow Sand and the Air Shield to each other, but they were also maintained by the attack of the [Wise Men] under the command of Vidachar.

However, the magic of the [Wise Man] is not limited to sand guns, air blades, etc., and it is difficult to open up the situation with a single attack. Vidashar withdrew from the siege and began to chant with all his might.

"Roll over, boil, devour my enemies!!"

The yellow sand beneath the Migs and the elves flowed, pulling them down like a whirlpool.

"Atmosphere, condense, condense, send us to the sky." The most powerful [Yars Tribe] descendant on the Migs side, who is almost the same as the Charles Air Manipulator, reacted in time, and pulled out the Migs goblins who had half of their feet stuck in the quicksand with invisible hands, and raised them to a low altitude of about 2 meters.

"O atmosphere, condense, condense, condense, turn into a sturdy spear and pierce my enemies." A wise man of the Rune tribe took the opportunity to strike, and a three-meter long-green and brilliant air gun appeared behind him, and stabbed Migs in mid-air with a wave of his hand.

This blow was fast and ruthless, and it was too late to condense the yellow sand as a wall in mid-air.

Migus looked desperate.

"Atmosphere, shoot my enemies away." Trier, a general who is good at manipulating the air, struck again, and instead of attacking his opponent, he sent a ball of air out of the air that sent Migus next to him flying.

"Whew!" The air spear grazed past Migs, who had been knocked out, and crashed into the warbands of goblins hundreds of meters away, penetrating seven or eight hapless goblins before gradually dissipating.

"Ah, thank you." Migus thanked Trier for the rest of his life.

Trier smiled bitterly: "Let's fight the enemy first." ”

Migs and the others faced the direction of Vidashire and other goblins, and only one moment ago, three powerful spells were prepared, either range-type or the kind that penetrating power was extremely incomprehensible to ordinary magic.

The numerically inferior Migs were left with only room to parry, struggling to deal with Vidashire's magical attacks. If it weren't for the fact that Trier's strength was higher than that of Vidashire and Migus, and he often covered Miggs, Jennifer, etc., I am afraid that he would have died in battle. But the magic of wise men such as Migs is gradually exhausted, and the worst No13 and No14 Jennifer are already injured.

"Withdraw, Migs." Trier stepped back to Migus's side, and persuaded as he fended off the two air spears that came at him.

Migs panted as he coped with the ground spurs, the air blades. "Retreat? If we retreat, what will happen to the guards? ”

Trier looked into the distance, Neftis's side did have the advantage of the goblins, but if a few of their [Wise Men] withdrew and let the opponent's [Wise Men] enter the battle, they would soon be reversed and even face a slaughter.

Looking at the area covered with yellow sand not far away, Charles didn't even have room to roar, and the sound of collision was much less, and it seemed that Charles couldn't hold back the [Great Wise Man].

Is it a comprehensive disadvantage? Trier smiled wryly.

"We must preserve our strength and wait until the brave return." Trier's eyes were resolute.

"Migs, let the [Brave] be kind to the goblins of the [Yars tribe]."

"Huh? Wait, what do you want to do? Migus watched as Trier flew towards Vidachar, a tree-green glow on his body.

Vidachar and the others gradually focused their fire on Trier, who was approaching.

Trier's flying skills were very good, and he only suffered a few abrasions when he dodged left and right under the rain of bullets from wind blades and sand guns. However, as the distance gets closer, it becomes more and more difficult to dodge.

"Atmosphere, spin, rage, show your anger to the fullest!!"

Terrier was stabbed with a sand gun, but he castrated and completed the last of the elf's magic.

The wind, the wind is flowing; The wind, the wind is converging; The wind, the wind is angry!!

An increasingly violent storm swirled around Trier's body, growing larger and larger, and the ground rolled up yellow sand, turning from a mere tornado into a sandstorm. The sandstorm followed Trier's flight direction towards Vidashire and the others, and even these [wise men] had to retreat in the face of Trier's lifeless magic, and they each controlled the air and dodged with themselves.

The sandstorm rushed into the battlefield of the [Qingzhuang] [Village Chief], involving dozens or hundreds of goblins who were close to them, turning them into flesh mixers, on the other hand, the yellow sand raised by the sandstorm covered the air, and the battlefield was filled with yellow sand for thousands of meters.

Miguez understood Trier's purpose at this point.

"Let's withdraw!!" "Fairy Guards, Expeditionary Force, I'm Migos, retreat quickly, retreat [Nevtis]." Migs used all his magic to stir up the air and send his voice out on the battlefield.

Some of the goblins who heard the order hesitated, but most of them obeyed the order and stepped back.

Vidashire tried to stop them, but they were also blocked by the sand, and they didn't know where Migs were. I could only attack and kill a few [Qingzhuang] [Village Chief] level goblins nearby, and I had to retreat from the opposite side.