In the forest, the long sound of a trumpet is echoing.

Hidden in the woods, the ranger wiped his chapped lips with the back of his hand, stared at the valley, raised the horn in his hand, put it to his lips, and took a deep breath.

At that moment, the whining tone reverberated in a low voice through the woods.

Looking down from above, a gray torrent was surging towards the three people in the center. On both sides of the valley, in the forest, the light of the torches, like a winding curve, swept down the mountainside.

Bard Black Feather rode atop the tall battle lizard, tightened the reins, and turned the mount around, staring at the battlefield with his head held high, his eyes glittering with uncertainty in the cracks beneath his metal visor.

Everyone who is watching this picture at this moment, whether he is outside the screen or inside, has raised his heart to his throat at this moment. After half a night of fighting, they finally found an opportunity, but whether they could seize it - it depended on whether they could stop the knights.

The appearance of the Storm Lord's Guardian Knight was something they hadn't expected at first, and it almost immediately occurred to the mind that this might be the opinion of Bard Blackfeather himself, the caretaker of the Ravental Temple, who had always been known for his caution and caution.

A torrent of torrents.

The three of them didn't say a word, Luo Hao only took a sip, set up a big shield, and left only one eye on the edge of the shield to silently watch the front line that was getting closer and closer. The big sword used by the gray knight was as heavy as a forest, a black cloak spread over the mountain stream, and the long white feathers on the helmet rose and fell like waves, and gradually you could see the cold gaze under the mask.

Similar to the beast –

All eyes were on them at the moment.

"Knight, power, Templar, Crusader or Inquisitor?" Luo Hao muttered, thrust the long sword in his hand into the snow, and then removed a hand axe from behind the big shield and held it in his hand. He squinted, raised his hand, and glanced ahead.

The gray knight's path was fitting in his eyes, and the heavy picture gradually turned into one, he shook his neck, and slammed the flying axe in his hand hard, and a silver flower flew into the knight's array.

That's the Warrior's fierce throwing technique, and each of the fat man's axes is of A+ quality made by the Plover, and all have the 'Speed' and 'Strength' prefixes (all other 'defective' items were handed over to the Oak Knights). The Grey Knight tried to swing his two-handed sword to block the blow, but the brilliance passed through his hands at incredible speed, right in the chest.

The man flew up and crashed into the people behind him, falling several times in a row.

It's just that this blow is like a pebble thrown into the sea, and it doesn't even pick up the slightest splash in the tide.

But Luo Hao didn't have the slightest uneasy look on his face.

He squinted at the man's fall, replayed in his mind how the other party had blocked, and then turned around and swiped down with his hand:

The opponent's base class may be Templar.

Behind him, Luo Yu nodded slightly.

The enemy was already close in front of him, and it seemed that even the white mist that erupted from his mouth was gradually becoming visible.

Less than fifteen steps –

Luo Hao took a breath, pulled out his sword from the snow, danced a sword flower, and held it in his hand. He stood his shield on the ground, tilted slightly, moved his steps backwards, and leaned his weight forward, so that he was ready to meet the enemy. And at that moment, a tall gray knight had already shot in front of him, and the other party let out a hoarse and low roar, raised his hands high, and slashed at him with a sword.

The moment the two sides made their moves, they almost all found out each other's strength - not much difference. It's just that the gray knight slashed down with a sword, but found that the other party's ghost made a god to loosen the big shield, his sword slashed on the shield that had lost its support, and fell down together with the inclined big shield, and Luo Hao's figure flickered, but he went around to the side.

Instinctively, the Grey Knight felt that something was wrong, hurriedly dropped his broadsword, and drew his short sword from his waist with his backhand. It's just that before he could touch the hilt of the sword, he suddenly felt a huge force attacking, and only then did he find that the fat man on the opposite side threw away the big shield, and pounced on him at the same time as he turned sideways.

The Grey Knight felt himself soar into the air and fall heavily to the ground, and he hurriedly grabbed his helmet and tried to get back up from the snow. It's just that he had just straightened his helmet when he saw a silver light in front of him, and then he lost consciousness with a sharp pain in front of the door.

Luo Hao pulled out his axe from the gray knight's helmet, shook it hard, and pulled out a long blood flower in the snow. When he looked up, he saw at least three or four knights rushing towards him in the mountain stream, he was not in a hurry, and slashed the flying axe with his backhand, and it was the same situation, after a flash of silver light, one of the knights screamed and covered his face and fell.

Outside the community, there were already bursts of gasping sounds.

"Damn, where is that Iron Guard?"

"One axe, already three, are those gray knights stupid × and won't hide?"

"Four."

"It's not quite right, why is he so fast at the axe?"

"What's your special trick, Savage Thrower?"

"Savage throwers can't wear heavy armor."

After Luo Hao put down the fourth opponent, he immediately pulled back.

At this moment, another knight had already attacked from one side, and Luo Hao immediately blocked the opponent's big sword with a backhand, because the quality of the weapon and the strength of the two sides were different, this sword almost blocked his right arm numb.

He made a secret mistake, and hurriedly stepped out of the way before retreating. The gray knight swung three swords in a row, and his expression couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, and he couldn't help but look up at him.

Luo Hao had no expression on his face, he had already sneered in his heart, and thought: "Fat man, I have analyzed more battles than you have eaten, isn't it just a Templar, what is the way you can come, what if I let you have ten swords?" ”

But it is impossible to let ten swords, there are enemies approaching in all directions, and they can only fight quickly. In fact, he was still a little nervous in his heart, and couldn't help but breathe lightly - theory is theory, actual combat is actual combat, and there are more people talking about war on paper.

But after three or four actual battles, the fat man became more and more relieved the more he fought, as if everything he had mastered in his heart gradually melted into instinct, and the more he fought, the more skilled he became, after solving the fifth opponent and blocking the joint attack of the two gray knights, he actually had some confident feelings.

That feeling of bursting confidence is really a little too wonderful, as if looking down on your every move from a higher level, and each sword is not only perfectly played, but even exceeds your expectations. The more he fought, the more excited he became, and he forced two people away with a sword, and let out a long roar:

"Come again!"

The two gray knights looked at each other, obviously feeling that there was not much difference in strength from the other party, but they couldn't break through the opponent's defense, although the Iron Guard was indeed good at defense, but this was too much, right? But two people are not enough, there are more knights are pouring up, three, four, Luo Hao finally couldn't resist it, rolled backwards, and picked up his shield from the snow.

With the shield in hand, he, the iron guard, suddenly turned into a complete body, defending the attack of four or five people by himself, and the other party couldn't even move an inch. At this time, no one said that Luo Hao was a 'savage thrower', and even the blind could see that this was an extremely professional iron guard.

It's just that people opened their mouths, and then something came to mind - when this guy resisted three or four people at the beginning, it didn't seem to have a shield yet? When he dealt with two gray knights alone, he could still counterattack? What level of strength is this?

Some people's eyes are shining, and there are still such seedlings among the free electers? Those headhunters had almost turned on the video function, and while watching the live broadcast, they took out their notebooks and wrote and drew on the paper. Some have even started reaching out to their peers to check on each other's background.

There was also endless discussion in the live broadcast room, and people were asking about the origin of this fat man. But until someone poured a basin of cold water down: "The other party seems to be from the Seven Seas Brigade." ”

"Hiss ——?"

There was silence for a moment in the live broadcast room: "No, how did the Seven Seas Brigade find these people, coincidence?" That's too lucky, isn't it? ”

"Who is this Seven Seas Brigade sacred, it shouldn't be the white glove of a major guild, right?"

"If I have to say it, I think Elite is the most suspicious—"

But people talked about it, and Luo Hao finally reached a time when he couldn't hold it anymore.

On the one hand, there is a sharp decline in physical fitness, and extraordinary performance cannot make up for the decline in the data level, and the physical strength is one is one in the system, and two is two, and after falling below 50% and 30%, the attenuation of 10% and 30% of all attributes is real.

And once you get to zero, no matter how strong your will is, you will still be unable to move.

On the other hand, after a moment of fighting, there were more and more gray knights rushing up, although he was not the only one on this front, but the others obviously did not have this ability, and this line of defense in the mountain stream was actually losing ground one after another.

Luo Hao took a deep breath and realized that it was irretrievable, but he didn't have any anxiety in his heart, and suddenly pulled out another flying axe from under the big shield and shook it hard. The knights had seen his methods and realized that these axes were extraordinary, and they were frightened and retreated.

But who knew that the fat man only shook a shot, he held the axe and stepped back, and before he had time to feel sorry for the long sword he had thrown on the ground, he whistled around, and shouted: "Take me as the benchmark, retreat behind me!" As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the large shield in his hand to the ground.

But his cry was actually an overkill, and most of the Iron Guards of the redeemed had already retreated behind him. And it was at this time, not far behind Luo Hao, that Luo Yu, who had been preparing for a long time, finally raised the staff in his hand-

A glimmer of light was shining from the magic furnace behind the boy—three rays of light ran up his arm, through the silver thread above the glove, into the staff held high, and into the crystal of the staff's head. The crystal shook slightly, and the next moment it emitted a dazzling light, and an invisible barrier expanded in all directions.

One of the Grey Knights slowed down, and the leading knight looked up and squinted at the scene. More flashes of light flashed through the forest, one after the other, and there seemed to be some kind of invisible change in the Aether Sea, invisible threads connecting every node on the network.

"It's the other party's elemental envoy and magician!"

"Crossbowman, get out of the ranks, shoot in that direction!"

Someone shouted.

Behind the knights, the mercenaries stood in rows. Raise the shield and set up the spear with a gleaming cold light.

The herald repeated the command aloud.

One by one, the crossbow shooters raise their crossbows, pull the winch open, place the crossbows, and pull the trigger.

In an instant, the arrows flew like rain on the battlefield, but all the crossbow arrows that flew towards Luo Yu's side fell down one after another as soon as they touched the invisible light barrier. Luo Yu glanced at them silently, then flattened the head of the staff, and the air around it swirled, forming a beam of ice crystals, hanging in front of the staff.

"That's ......"

"Ritual spells?"

People seem to recognize this spell.

But what surprised them a little was that the spell itself prepared by Luo Yu -

"Summon elemental golems?"

"You don't need a ritual spell to summon a puppet......"

"And don't summoning spells require a lot of preparation?"

“…… It's too late to open the door of the realm...... Spells like the Otherworldly Gate need to be prepared for at least two or three days? ”

In the silence, Bard Black Feather couldn't help but raise his head, but a glimmer of unease flashed in his heavy eyes, and he seemed to remember something.

And at that moment-

In the woodland, a pair of eyes are watching it all safely. Kita raised her hand slightly, resting her hand on the cold, ancient title page, and at that moment the heavy book seemed to be opened by itself, and the twisted words appeared on the pages one by one.

She opened her mouth and read softly:

"The Breath of the North crosses the cold staircase, the icy throne binds the Queen of Winter, and the fallen hunters walk through the sea of ice and among the black plains. The trombone of Anstalya has long since reached the eastern realm of the kings......"

The voice resounded through the woods.

Everyone couldn't help but look back.

The expression on Bard-Black Feather's face finally changed, and he roared angrily for the first time: "Whatever it takes, rush over and stop them——! ”

There was a commotion above the community.

...... is the other party?

"Extreme Elemental Environment......," someone said suddenly.

"To summon elemental creatures, to summon them from the elemental realm," the man said immediately, "they don't need to open the door, just create the same realm in the material realm." ”

But how do you make the elemental realm manifest within the material realm?

One answer has emerged.

Naturalist.

It was as if the people above the community had finally connected what had happened a few days ago. As early as the battle a few days ago, there had been two speculations about the illusion of the Rachy King, Terraurchi, one was the master illusion and the other was the naturalist, but the former was at least more common than the latter.

Now, however, there is no need to doubt it.

Just a top alchemist, a naturalist, and such a good Iron Guard before, the original ordinary name of the Seven Seas Brigade seems to have suddenly become mysterious in everyone's hearts.

But all of a sudden, everyone in the community realized that they were missing something.

With the order of the guard, four figures suddenly flashed among the gray knights, and they crossed the line at a faster speed than ordinary knights, and rushed in the direction where Kita was.

The four knights were so fast that the Iron Guards on the front line let them pass through the line almost completely without reacting. The figures of the four knights pulled out a long afterimage, like a gray line piercing the direction of the forest.

Luo Hao threw the axe in that direction, but it could only make one of them stagnate, and the remaining three still kept walking. It was too late, too fast, and suddenly a blinding flash of light suddenly lit up in the forest, and the dazzling light seemed to be instantaneous, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of one of them—

The knight was so shocked that she could only roll sideways, dodging it in an extremely ugly posture, allowing the spear of light to fly over her head. It dragged a long wake and shot into the line of the Grey Knights in the distance, making a loud noise, and a series of seven or eight Grey Knights.

Everyone watched in amazement, and then they saw the short figure coming out of the forest.

Her childish face, snow-white face, with a hint of redness, and a clear gaze, stared at the gray knight in front of her. The small chest fell together, and the coat of arms on the chest was like a griffin's feathers, and a thick rose-colored long cloak was draped behind it.

And she was pulling out the holy sword from there, holding it in both hands, and stopped in front of the other party.

"Ahhhhh

“AWSL！”

There was even a wail: "Miss May has really joined this adventure group!" ”

"Ah, what should I do, I'm on the side of the Flor Descendants, but Miss Maye is so cute!"

But few people notice the other side.

But the moment a gray knight rushed out of the forest, he immediately retreated from there as if he had been electrocuted, and he retreated several times in a row before he could stand firm, and he couldn't help but raise his head, and looked ahead with some surprise. “…… Who are you? The Grey Knight asked in a hoarse voice.

There, the maid lady was slowly retracting her right hand, and on top of the huge gauntlet, the open blades were sending out rising steam in the snowy wind.

“…… Why can't I detect your breath at all? ”

The gray knight had an incredulous look on his face: "Constructs!?" ”

"Irry," a voice came from the other side at this moment, "don't get tangled with her, our target is in the forest." ”

The only remaining grey knight gave a hint in this direction, and a lunge stepped into the woodland, but before he could gain a foothold, he saw two black shadows flying in front of him. "Catchers, crossbow archers?" The knight saw two crossbows side by side, and a large net dragged in between, and reacted immediately.

He slashed forward with his sword, trying to break it off, but the moment the tip of the sword touched the net, the Grey Knight's face changed. He let out a cry in his heart, almost in disbelief: "Silvermane Spider Silk!? "He never dreamed that someone would use this thing to make the material for 'catching nets', are these people so rich that they have nowhere to burn?

But even so, the knight reacted quickly enough to immediately let go of his hands and retreat, and then stepped aside. He was moving almost so fast that the net seemed to fly over the afterimage he had left behind. It's a pity that before he could rejoice after taking a step out of the way, he felt empty under his feet.

The Grey Knight only had time to raise his head in disbelief as a large web fell overhead—needless to say, it must have been silvermane spider silk too. Ahead, at the last moment when he fell into the pit, he saw a little girl emerge from the bushes there, clapping her hands and jumping and shouting:

"Oh, I'm in!"

"Good luck!" A shrill voice came from the woodland, "If he hadn't reacted quickly, I would have taken him down." ”

"No," Ai Xiaoxiao said angrily, "I asked Brother Luo Yu to help dig more than forty pits here, and they will always step on one?" This is obviously my plan for a rainy day, the king of the pit king, Ai Xiaoxiao! ”

The gray knight lying at the bottom of the pit only had a series of expletives in his head at that moment.

And it was at this moment that the somewhat soft, girlish chant in the forest finally came to the end of the chapter:

"Saints, please listen to my prayers under the ice wall—"

Kita took a breath.

She looked ahead, then held up her little snow-white hand.

At that moment, the whole valley shook, the ground seemed to shake slightly, and then one after another ice teeth burst out of the mountain and stretched out into the sky. Like fangs rising from the ground, they bite into the formation of the Ravenclaw Sanctuary, staggering the Grey Knights.

The rising icicles sit side by side, forming a towering wall of ice, like a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years, condensing in front of everyone. "Anstaria Glacier—" Everyone recognizes the glacier by its name, and it's one of the classic moves of naturalists.

But this is the first time they have seen such a huge scale.

Kita turned around and looked at the sweaty Miss Poet beside her, "Thank you, Sky Blue." She whispered, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to show the elemental Anstar Glacier, which is what the Great Glacier really looks like." ”

Sky Blue smiled and grimaced at her. She held her magic piano with one hand to stand firmly, this fifteen-level hymn, although it was easy to use, was too tiring. And it's only a temporary boost to the level of allies, but it costs the user's own experience points.

If it weren't for the sake of everyone in her adventure group, she would be reluctant to use such skills.

She gasped softly, then suddenly turned back and looked into the valley.

There was silence in the valley, and the wonders of nature seemed to make the battlefield stand still for a moment, but it was only an illusion, except that the Grey Knights had to regain each other from the thick ice fog and assemble.

And at this moment, on the other side of the glacier - Luo Yu was looking up at this ice wall - his gaze seemed a little misty for a while, as if it had penetrated the ice pick there, staring into the night sky. There, the camera of a clockwork fairy hovers motionlessly, looking down on the picture below, like a pair of eyes, and a distant star in the darkness.

The next moment he withdrew his gaze and raised the Elemental Staff in his hand again.

The wind and snow howled, and the forest mingled into a melodious tune, low and graceful—the casters of the ransomed side of the forest fell to their knees almost in unison, their staffs bursting and sawdust flying. And in a low roar, Luo Yu stretched out his staff in that direction, and at that moment, in a white light, the crystal suspended above the staff shot towards the glacier at once.

Bard Black Feather's face sank.

"That's ......"

"Assemble the ......"

The people finally recognized the nature of this ritual spell.

In the midst of a low roar, the criss-crossing pillars of the glacier were 'clicking', like cracks were being created from the icicles, but they gradually became dense, like clumps of cobwebs. The next moment, these icicles finally collapsed, and from the shattered ice, a tall, ice-blue ice colossus was slowly standing up.

It's like a signal.

There was a rustling sound in the forest, and the ranger captains raised their right hands as if they had been instructed. There, the rangers raised their longbows in rows, their bowstrings creaking and trembling, and the arrows that shimmered with cold light pointed into the array on the side of the Ravental Sanctuary below.

In the forest, the light of flickering torches could be faintly seen, and a fiery dragon was rushing to the edge of the forest.

Bard Black Feather drew her sword.

……

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