In the temple, Hathaway is in an unprecedented crisis!

Although the monster that transformed into a golden mushroom made her more vigilant, but the exploration just now made her unconsciously relax her vigilance, and at the moment when this skeletal claw was about to hit her, several magic gems embedded in Hathaway's necklace exploded almost at the same time, and blue magic shields appeared in front of her one after another, Hathaway felt like a baseball being swung by a bat, and flew out involuntarily.

"If I knew that was the case, I should have only set a gemstone in my necklace." Until she landed on the ground, Hathaway was still surprised by the magic gems that exploded at the same time. When she was setting these magic gems, she forgot the order of self-detonation.

Rumble!

The door shattered, and a skeleton in a robe stepped out...... It should be said that he pounced out, and the green soul fire flashed in his empty eyes.

Judging from the costume and skeleton, she is also a goblin, but I don't know why she became this undead creature, which makes Hathaway even more jealous.

"Light Judgment!"

The pillar of light filled with divine aura enveloped the skeleton in an instant, and the skeleton's body seemed to be frozen, standing still, the soul fire in its eyes quickly disappeared, and finally even the bones turned into ashes, leaving only a tattered robe...... I don't know if it's an illusion, but at the moment when the soul fire dissipated, Hathaway seemed to hear a sigh of relief.

"Hell, what kind of place is this?"

She felt like a corpse collector, though she had gained something. But it feels too depressing.

Walking into the hall, the room was almost the same as the other rooms, except that there were no bows and arrows, and a long sword hung on the wall, and there was a fiery red magic crystal on the hilt, which was very beautiful. Hathaway put away the other items, pulled out the sword and looked at it, the long sword that emitted a faint red light, lingering with a scorching aura, it was a magic sword of quite good quality. And it has not decayed with the years.

"It's a pity."

She sighed softly. I don't know if it's for the people here or for the sword, but after receiving the magic sword, she walked to the side hall on the right.

The structure of the house on the right side and the furnishings inside are similar to those on the left. It's also an abyssal goblin whose head has been cut off. It's just that their weapons have been replaced with staffs...... A magic wand made from the alder tree. Six fourth-level spells were engraved on it, and the head of the staff was inlaid with a magic crystal the size of a baby's head, though it was not as good as the 'Elemental Tribute' in Hathaway's hand. But it's also a sky-high staff. The harvest is certainly gratifying, but Hathaway's mood is also getting heavier and heavier, the strength of those who can use this staff is undoubted, but they will die in this temple?

Standing in front of the temple, Hathaway hesitated, danger and opportunity coexist, she believed that there was a greater harvest in the main temple, but what about the danger?

You can't just think that flowers are beautiful, but forget that roses have thorns.

"Maybe this temple has a secret about the disappearance of the abyssal elves, but the choice is yours." The veteran's voice rang in her head.

"Where's little Nicole?" Hathaway asked.

"I took her to the Hall of Illusions for training, and she won't know the secrets of the fairy garden." The veteran replied.

"Okay."

Hathaway pondered for a while, blessed herself with a natural armor and the four magic spells of Themis Power Light, Gaia's Endurance Light, and Diana's Agility Light, and pushed open the door of the central hall.

The door opened almost forcelessly, and Hathaway only felt a trance in front of her, and walked in involuntarily.

"Damn it!"

This trance was lost in an instant, Hathaway turned her head to look, and found that the door was gone, and then there was a shouting sound in her ears, and a strong smell of blood entered her nose, which made her frown.

Only then did she realize that she was standing on a plain, not an imaginary hall, with the soft black earth under her feet and a blue moon in the sky. The plains were littered with corpses, decomposing corpses everywhere, and the grass was full of white bones.

However, this qiē was really nothing compared to the barbarians who were striding in front of them.

These barbarians were all about two meters tall, their thighs thicker than Hathaway's waist, some wearing armor, and some of them were naked, whistling around.

"I say!"

Hathaway has not spoken swear for many years, but after seeing these barbarians, she still can't help but burst into a foul language...... There are too many people, and when she was cleaning up those demons, there were only nearly a thousand people at most, but now there were too many people to count in her field of vision.

Is this real, or is it a fantasy?

Hathaway was a little confused: "Veteran, veteran......"

The veteran, who usually asked questions, seemed to suddenly disappear today, and it took a while for an intermittent voice to come to his mind: "This ...... Be...... Dreamland...... But...... Yes...... Dead person...... Real ......"

There should be no problem with the fairy garden, the force field formed by this illusion guides the spiritual fluctuations of the veterans by Jing Cheng, but the fairy garden seems to be able to be opened, Hathaway breathed a sigh of relief, and when she looked at the barbarians who were getting closer and closer, her eyes were already full of war intent.

Although the old soldier's words are not very complete, the meaning has been clearly expressed, no matter what place it is, if you don't resist, you will really die. Although there are some contradictions in the feeling, but at this time, it seems that he can't help it.

It's also a shame to say that the most powerful alien race in the Cordillera Territory is the Barbarians, but she has never seen what a real Barbarian is like until now.

However, these people in front of her can be regarded as making up for this lesson for her.

Most of the barbarians had oil paint on their faces, but it was not ghostly but rather artistic, with a rugged exoticism - if they weren't attacking themselves, Hathaway would have been glad to see which genre their paintings belonged to from an artistic point of view.

She couldn't hide, and even if she entered the fairy garden, she probably wouldn't be surrounded by barbarians when she came out. At this moment, the barbarian at the front was only two or three hundred paces away from her, and a dozen throwing spears burst through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and were inserted not far in front of her, the tips of which were half deep into the earth, and the tails of the spears were still buzzing and trembling.

"Firestorm!"

Although it was only a fourth-level magic, the power of this compound spell was definitely no less than that of a sixth-level magic, and as soon as it was cast, it unleashed a terrifying power, and the forty or fifty barbarians in front had already been reduced to ashes in the terrifying heat of the firestorm before they could let out a scream.

As the saying goes, fire and water are ruthless, especially this kind of flame mixed with wind spells, suddenly those barbarians who have no time to stop are swept into the sea of fire, although some of the survivors stopped, but there are still many barbarians behind who did not notice the changes ahead, so those barbarians who just stopped were rushed into the sea of fire by their companions...... So the originally neat charging team began to be chaotic.

Take advantage of his chaos and ask for his life!

Hathaway is not a bodhisattva, and if she had to choose between 'you die and I live', her answer would certainly be...... Choose both!

"Dark Tides!"

"Eye of the Storm!"

As the darkness plunged the barbarian warriors into it, a tornado raged among the barbarians, and everywhere they passed, all the barbarians were ground to minced meat, and the entire eye of the storm lasted for exactly ten seconds, and in these ten seconds, at least four or five hundred barbarian warriors disappeared, and if you add those who were burned to death, the number was already more than a thousand, and more barbarian warriors behind were running in stride, and there was no intention of stopping.

"If I want to have soldiers like this, do I have to worry about those orcs?" Hathaway was envious.

The Barbarian warriors are definitely among the best warriors in the Titan world, and those orc soldiers are simply not comparable. It's just that...... The immediate problem was not resolved, and when the spell time had passed, the barbarian warriors still rushed forward, and their numbers seemed to be increasing.

Hathaway knew that once these barbarian warriors were constantly surrounded, not to mention that she was a great magician, even if she was a magister, I am afraid that she would not be able to hold on, after all, whether it is magic or defensive magic, there are limits, and being besieged by thousands of barbarian warriors, no matter how powerful the control is, she can't hold on. Therefore, the only thing Hathaway can do is cast her magic without stopping, and she casts all the magic in turn.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many barbarians, and the offensive was too urgent, Hathaway would like to exercise her martial arts, but whether it was fighting or vitality, if it disappeared violently, she would have a hole card, but cast spells, due to the continuous replenishment of the rainbow spring in the fairy garden, Hathaway's magic power was almost endless, she was like a robot, fighting those barbarians without fatigue.

One by one, the barbarians fell, but soon more barbarians rushed up, and Hathaway unleashed her magic while carefully circling the plains so as not to be cornered by the barbarians...... For her, it's already a race for endurance.

The blue moon faded into the sky, and the purple sun rose over the horizon at the end of the plains, and Hathaway was shocked to find that she was about to cast her magic once more...... As if a light breeze was blowing, the barbarians who were running wildly began to turn into a cloud of smoke from their heads. Immediately after, the sky, the purple sun, and the plains ...... All the qiē in front of Hathaway's eyes turned into smoke and quickly disappeared, and the qiē she had just experienced was no longer there, only the exhaustion was still strong.

"It's finally over." Hathaway gasped for breath, relaxing as much as she could, but she still didn't dare to relax in the slightest. (To be continued......)