Sherlock slapped directly on a recon scroll, and all of Mirru's attributes had been weakened to an extremely low point, and his health was reduced to less than 50, and it was losing at a rate of one point every 5 seconds.

Summoning a magic berry into the opponent's body to temporarily stabilize her, Sherlock had time to re-examine the scene after the magical storm.

Compared to Mirro, the situation of the other four NPCs is much worse, the moment Michael's spell is completed, the last bit of energy and vitality in their bodies are stripped away, leaving only a broken skin, and now they are either going to hell or talking to the god of death, Kranvo.

However, because of the fact that Sherlock took Millou away in the end, and the impact of that magic storm, Mikos was also not in a very good situation, and was half-kneeling on the ground coughing up blood.

"Mikos, you designed it all." The group of players asked angrily.

Most of the reason for their anger is not the death of the NPC, but the loss of the quest reward at the same time, and now the only way to make up for the loss is Michaus.

If you can't give them a satisfactory answer, then you can only use the other party's life to pay for what they lost.

"Ahem!" Michael raised his head with an arrogant look on his face, and laughed wildly: "Isn't it obvious, adventurer, thank you for helping me send these sacrifices as a thank you......"

As soon as they heard that there was a reward, the players instantly became excited again, as long as they could give something, they were a group of people who were very easy to talk to.

"As a token of gratitude, let me give you a taste of the power I've just gotten."

As soon as Michael finished speaking, the wind element on the entire altar quickly condensed around him.

It only took less than 3 seconds to go from the breeze to the howling wind to the wind like a knife, and the increasingly violent wind element had reached the point where the body could not bear it, let alone move, it would be good to be sure not to be blown away.

The space fluctuated, and Sherlock's Mosaic Pedicle came out, and then two barriers enveloped the three of them.

The two shields stacked on top of each other could theoretically absorb 1400 spell damage, but this time it lasted less than 9 seconds for Mohamedi's Eternal Dream to turn completely black.

Recalling Mosa, Sherlock took out the protective curtain he had prepared before, this strange object can withstand 700 damage at one time, and it should be able to hold on for a while.

Four seconds later, the curtain was torn to shreds by the wind, and he had to take the heart potion from the ring again and feed it to Mirro.

This potion is capable of forcibly sustaining a person's life for 10 seconds, but then it is accompanied by a severe state of weakness. Whether Mirlu can survive or not is now two theories, and this side effect is naturally not considered.

Another 3 seconds later, just as Sherlock was about to take shelter from the shadow plane, the terrible elemental storm was finally over.

And the more than 30 players who were originally bustling on the field, including him, are only three left at the moment.

"Two friends, if we don't cooperate, we will really die, and things will be divided according to contribution." The paladin who spoke rushed forward before he could get an answer.

The other two also knew that now was not the time to think carefully, and Mikosi's attitude obviously did not give them room for relaxation, and there was only one battle left for now.

Sherlock summoned Arashi and let his natural pet take Mirlou away, so he could finally let go of his hands and feet.

Wind Elemental Lord: Michael (Lord): Level 25, 64% Health, Class Warlock.

The Warlocks in the Forgotten Realms don't have as many curiosities and magical items as the Dead House Mages, but they have different special abilities due to the power in their bloodlines.

Like the NPC Michael Six, with a level 25 warlock template, those ordinary third-order spells don't have to worry too much, I'm afraid of skills like the elemental storm just now, if he does the same again, he will have no other way but shadow escape.

Fortunately, in the ensuing battle, the opponent did not show such terrible abilities again.

Avoiding three wind elemental spells in succession, Sherlock had already stuck to Michael Kosi's side, and the wind and thunder shuriken in his hand broke through the interference of the storm barrier and the refractive shield, and stabbed directly into the opponent's head.

As a pure spellcaster, in the absence of any guards, it is common to have more than two protective spells on your body, and depending on the type of battle the enemy is casting, the protective spells released will also be different.

This time, Michael released himself at the same time as a storm barrier that deflects physical attacks and a refractive shield that negates the damage of spells, just to create a calm spell casting environment for himself, but he didn't expect that these two third-order spells did not block this strange blue-yellow shuriken.

Sherlock still wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and a strong wind erupted outward around the boss, and under this huge force, he was inevitably blown away.

This is the Wind Sweeping Technique, which is similar to the fluctuation of water, a skill of flame resistance, which can knock the surrounding targets out, I don't know if it is because of the relationship between the wind element, or the problem of the other party's bloodline, Sherlock, a medium-sized creature, was blown away by a distance of more than thirty yards.

The damage wasn't high, but his encirclement with the paladin was broken, exposing the priest in the rear to the boss's gaze.

Of course, Michael would not let go of this opportunity, and a pair of wind elemental wings spread out in front of him, and then turned into two huge wind blades that moved violently and flew straight over.

Winged Wind Blade: Fires two whirlwinds, and creatures in the vicinity of the flight path are snapped to the center of the whirlwind.

A simple whirlwind is not difficult to dodge, but it is much more troublesome to add an attraction, even with the strength of the Sherlock Fire Monkey, I dare not say that I will definitely be able to resist this force, let alone this priest wearing leather armor.

However, this priest was able to escape from the elemental storm just now, and he was obviously not an ordinary player, and the adsorption effect attached to the Winged Wind Blade didn't seem to have any effect on him at all, and he ran away from the spell range.

"Don't let him cast spells casually!" The priest ran and shouted, and only when he saw the other two in front of him again did he chant the next spell.

Sherlock glued to Michael again, and the shuriken kept slashing across the opponent's body, as long as it wasn't a full-angle wide range spell or directional skill, he was confident of dodging.

Wind Wall! Eye of the Whirlwind! Wind Roar Impact! Serial lightning! ……

One spell after another was cast, and almost the second time Sherlock had already calculated the outcome of the battle.

If the three of them don't play abnormally, they won't be in danger of their lives until the boss shows his more powerful abilities.

In addition to the few of them, Merrison Peak also had two pairs of eyes watching this battle from the gray tower on the side.