Grimm then teleported out of the area.

The other legendary mage also glared at Roland viciously, and immediately teleported away.

In the case of not being able to restrain Roland, there is not much point in fighting Roland.

Elemental avatars are too disgusting and invincible.

Moreover, they knew that Roland had a special method of replenishing his demons, even if he used the Great Splitting Technique to temporarily remove the magic from his body and the area around him, it would not be of much effect.

After all, the Great Elder had also used the Great Cleavage Technique to deal with Roland, but it didn't mean much, because the latter could be resurrected, and when he was surrounded by six people and had no way to retreat, he still blew himself up and killed Opepon.

For this person's 'madness', these two legendary mages are quite jealous.

Before, there was no way for five people to take him down, and now there are only two of them...... Trying to deal with Roland is almost a dream.

It's a very simple logical relationship, so the two didn't hesitate to leave.

They also had a backup plan that they didn't want to use.

Seeing the two legendary mages leave one after another, Roland also breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he broke more than thirty layers of enchantments in a row, and his own spiritual power was about to bottom out.

Of course, there is still the strength to become an elemental incarnation, but when the spiritual power is exhausted, it is easy to lose control when becoming an elemental incarnation.

For example, when he first became an elemental incarnation, he had a brief runaway of control.

The spirit and soul can't control such a powerful 'body'.

After the runaway, the elemental incarnation, if you accidentally enter the station, it is estimated that even the player will start to kill.

If you don't get it right, you will become famous.

It's better not to do this.

Roland looked around, he flicked his fingers, and the ground cracked, then jumped in, closed the ground, and began to rest.

The situation on the player's side of the station, whether good or bad, is beyond his control for the time being.

The depletion of spiritual power is not the depletion of mana power, and there is no way to replenish it for the time being, so you can only rest slowly.

Leaning against the wall, Roland opened the forum and soon found the live battle report of the station.

The players inside the station have almost been 'cleared' by the Space Magic Tower, and only a small number of players are still running away, playing hide and seek with the enemy, gritting their teeth and persevering.

These are either high-minded hunters, or thieves or killers who are good at using crossbows.

If they tried to escape, they could escape.

But they just don't want to escape, they just want to put a dark arrow in the distance to disgust each other.

In fact, the people of the Space Magic Tower were also disgusted enough by them.

Now it is a guerrilla street battle, and the Golem of Wisdom has played a small role in this environment.

In an open environment, facing a huge number of enemies, it can take a lot of lives with one punch and kick.

But in this kind of 'city' full of buildings, its tall body has become a disadvantage.

It was a bit difficult to fight an enemy who was quite 'small' to him.

And these remaining players, less than a hundred players, are super combat elites among more than four thousand players.

Has an amazing sense of consciousness for skirmishes.

After releasing an arrow, it immediately moves quickly, and the way it wanders is quite charming, and there is no trace at all.

Under their containment and harassment, more than two hundred space tower magicians were tired of coping, and more than thirty people had already been hit by arrows.

And all of these arrows are coated with poison.

Although many people can do detoxification, they can also heal.

The injured were quickly treated, but temporary weakness could not be avoided.

On the battlefield, I am most afraid of my comrades who are injured and unable to move.

Because such an injured person needs at least two teammates to take care of him.

Therefore, more than 30 people were injured, and more than 60 mages were needed to help, and at this time, the combat power of more than 200 mages was reduced to about half.

Damn it!

The legendary mage Pyros, who was in the crowd, was furious.

Obviously their night attack was successful, obviously they won a great victory.

But why is it that they are in a bitter battle!

And the situation is becoming more and more dangerous.

He looked left and right with a gloomy face, and then let out a scream on his left, and another mage was shot in the waist and kidney.

The wounded man covered his wounds, black blood flowed out, and soon a large piece of clothing seeped black.

Someone immediately came up and treated the injured man, and by the way, he pulled down the arrow.

Black arrows, cyan arrows!

There are also subtle white magic lines on it.

Demon Breaker Arrow!

I even used this kind of thing.

"What the hell are we fighting against?" Pelos's body was a little cold, and he muttered to himself: "We have even fought so hard with five thousand sons of gold, and we have really reached the land of no demons, can we face the attacks of hundreds of millions, or even billions of sons of gold?" ”

The more he thought about it, the more chilled he felt.

At this time, a companion descended from the sky, it was Green, and he walked up to Pelos's face, and said with a distorted face: "We have failed, let's withdraw first." ”

"Why did it fail?" Pelos asked, puzzled.

"Roland has an amazing ability to learn." Green's face was extremely envious and jealous: "He was able to dissolve the magic of slashing the ground as a prison in a few minutes, and found a way to destroy it." ”

"Are you kidding?" Pelos shouted with wide eyes, "That's fifth-order magic, even if it's us, it will take a certain amount of time to learn." Roland was actually able to parse a fifth-order magic in battle, was he the illegitimate son of the goddess of magic? ”

"You ask me, who do I ask."

Green's expression is very bitter, and the fact that they can become legends shows that they are also very talented people. But now, a much more powerful and true genius than them appeared in front of them, and it was still an antagonistic relationship, and it was no wonder that they were covered in a sour smell.

"If you don't solve Roland, things will be difficult." Pelos looked at the group of mages around him who had lost their morale: "We should withdraw." ”

Only then did Green realize that the loss of their mage group seemed to be a bit serious: "Why did you fight like this?" ”

"The son of gold is not afraid of death." Pelos's face was reflected by the magical light in the distance, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, colorful: "Even more so than the madmen of the Demon Realm, compared to them, the creatures of the Demon Realm are not even a fart." ”

Green grimaced.

"You didn't fight them head-on, and you only watched them fight the golems on the city wall before, so you don't have an intuitive impression." Pelos looked up at the black sky: "Only those who have fought with them head-on understand the horror of these people. ”

"We obviously have an advantage, why do you think like that?" Green reprimanded, "You are an elder and a mentor, even you are like this, no wonder their morale is low." ”

As if to prove Pelos's words, a rogue player accidentally fell off the roof of the house when he didn't step on it when he was flying off the wall.

Although he did not fall to his death, he broke his legs and was crawling on the ground.

A group of mages immediately rushed over and surrounded him.

Look at him with burning eyes.

In the eyes of the space tower magicians, even if the golden son was fenced off, he had no fear.

He even smiled a little meaningfully: "If there is a haystack on the ground, I will not fall so badly." ”

Looking at his smile, the originally imposing space tower magicians all felt their scalps tingle, and even a little frightened.

This son of gold fell badly, how miserable was it?

The bones of the calves were pierced from the kneecaps, and on the sharp bone stubble, there were wisps of torn flesh.

The face of the Son of Gold was very pale, and it was miserable and white.

But he didn't seem to feel the pain, and he used his hands to prop up his upper body and sit on the ground.

"I'm a little scared of the word suicide, friends, can you give me a good time!"

As he spoke, he took the initiative to hand over his short blade.

The green light on the short blade was faint, and it was obviously highly poisonous.

Then he laughed again.

As soon as he opened his mouth, clumps of blood foamed out of his mouth.

Thinking about falling from a height, he not only broke his foot, but also broke his heart and lungs, but because of the strong vitality of the professional, he didn't die.

It is estimated that it can last at least ten minutes to half an hour.

A group of space mages surrounding him retreated in unison.

Lunatic!

Why can you still laugh with such a serious injury?

Even if you can be resurrected, the pain before death should not be something that ordinary people can endure.

"Don't dare?" The voice of the son of gold began to become hoarse, which was a sign that the lungs were beginning to lack oxygen supply: "Bad seed, you really have to come by yourself." ”

After speaking, the golden man turned his short blade upside down and stabbed him hard in the left eye.

Pak Huh.

The short blade, about fifteen centimeters, was almost completely submerged in the pupil.

A stream of blood spurted out of his eyes.

A dozen space mages took another step back in unison.

Someone began to tremble.

Even so, the son of gold was not really dead, he still had the strength to grasp, and he twisted it vigorously.

The blade wrenched his pupils and brain.

Another stream of blood arrows erupted, and at the same time, it also brought out a small half of the broken eyeball, as well as a large number of white brain flowers.

That's when the son of gold really died.

He leaned back and fell heavily to the ground.

Until now, there was still a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

The corners of one side of the mouth are upturned, like a √.

In the midst of arrogance, with a disgusting pride.

"See, this is the enemy we are facing." "No matter how weak they are, we can't really defeat them. And soon, they will be resurrected and will come to us again, you can not be afraid, but what about them? ”

Pelos gestured to the space tower mages around him.

Green was also furious in his heart, after all, the actions of the son of gold were too terrible, too disgusting.

"Then retreat." Green gritted his teeth and said, "Let's retreat to Tebel City first, there is a defensive magic array, and they can't do anything about us for the time being." ”

At this time, Pylos suddenly looked around, and he smiled bitterly: "It seems that it is too late." ”

At some point, many figures appeared in the dark sky outside the station, and they surrounded the entire station.

Moreover, they have clearly set up a formation.

"Our plan was wrong from the start." Pelos laughed, as if with some desperation: "These sons of gold are not afraid of pain, nor are they afraid of death, if we kill them a hundred times, they will all get back on their feet, and then find an opportunity to settle us." ”