It's just that Sherlock is incapacitated now, can't speak, and can't even make eye gestures, so how can he remind the other party, and furthermore, whether the other party can listen to his advice or not.

The friendship between the two has long gone beyond the boundaries of ordinary friends, and with Millou's personality, he will certainly not watch someone take away his power.

The only thing he could do now was pray that he would digest the thunder element a little faster.

The battle between the two sides began without any opening words.

It was just a surprise that this group of masters would be so embarrassed, and after officially putting on a stance, it would be difficult for Mirlu's spells to pose enough of a threat to them.

After all, a warlock's spell bit, even if there are various template bonuses, is still pitiful, and after a few moves back and forth, the routine is quickly figured out.

And Resas they also thought of an even more outrageous tactic.

This lord monster who doesn't know where it came from.,The purpose seems to be to protect Sherlock.,So as long as you attack it, you can completely control the opponent's actions.。

So they diverted their attack and poured all their fire on the druid.

This method is shameless, but it does work, and of course Millou will not let these attacks come into contact with Sherlock, so she can only desperately use all kinds of spells to resist, and if it doesn't work, she uses her own body as a shield.

As a result, the battle that could have lasted at least more than ten minutes quickly fell to the side of Resas.

A humanoid law lord NPC has a maximum of 200,000 HP, and in the brainless bombardment of a group of masters, the HP has been ground to 5% in less than six minutes.

This amount of blood is already quite dangerous, how Sherlock expects the other party to be able to escape immediately, with the ability to turn into the wind, it is not troublesome to escape, but Millou still chose to hold on.

Of course, she knew that adventurers could be resurrected, and she knew that she could leave at any time, but she just didn't want to go, she just didn't want to let the people she liked be hurt in the slightest.

Even if you have to pay for it......

Mirlou had already made up her mind in her heart, and she no longer had any scruples about unleashing the spell, and she no longer did any dodging even if the attack hit her, just hoping to burst out with the strongest power and try to make a good start to the next battle.

The power of the furious wind elemental continued to stir in this small space, and Resas knew that the other party was at the end of his crossbow, and it was only a matter of time before he slowly wore it down and won the final victory.

But now, the problem of time is the biggest problem for him, and it will not be so easy to peel it off if Sherlock has completely absorbed the power of the lightning element.

Resas couldn't afford to gamble, so in this case, not only did he not relax the pace of the attack, but instead offered a higher reward for several melee players in the team to rush forward with their lives.

Mirlou looked at the seven players who rushed up, and a smug smile appeared on her face, and it was worth it to pull so many cushions in the end.

As she spoke, a pure wind elemental power swirled in front of her.

Even with the Warlock's ability to cast a spell instantly, it took nearly two seconds for this spell to finally take shape, and the huge tornado instantly enveloped all nine players, including the two of them.

The huge wind tornado divided the inside and outside into two parts, cutting off the retreat of the people inside, and blocking everything in the outside world.

Inside the tornado, it was also the first time for these six players to face this kind of spell, and they were surprised to look at each other before continuing to attack.

Giant swords, long knives, and daggers stabbed into Mirlu's body, and the cheeks covered with rain or cold sweat did not show the slightest pain, but still maintained that smile, and said the last sentence word by word.

Wind!

Kill!

Spell!

The moment the formation word exited, hundreds of pyramid-shaped wind blades quickly flew out from the tornado wall more than twenty feet high, stabbing at the seven players in the center of the eye of the storm.

These people are mixed in the professional circle, and they also know that the target this time is Sherlock, who has been in the limelight recently, so they naturally have a few life-saving hole cards in their hands

But when shields, magic immunity, invincibility and other means were used one after another, and this wind blade still attacked endlessly, everyone lost the confidence to persevere.

-212，-328，-179……

"Ahh

"Ahh

……

Under the wind killing array that lasted for nearly thirty seconds, no one survived in the end.

Killing seven players at once was a very exciting thing, but seeing the smile on Mirlou's pale face, which had lost all color, still persistently smiling, Sherlock's heart couldn't help but ache.

NPCs are not able to adjust their pain like players, and no matter how calm the other person's smile is, they can't hide the pain she feels at this time.

The cyan robe on the other party's body, which was constantly spilling blood and constantly being washed down by the rain, had already been dyed red, and it seemed that it was also crying silently about what happened to its owner.

"That's a great move." Mirlou's smile was even worse, and there was still a bit of pride in his voice, which was already extremely weak.

"I've been practicing for a long time to have this effect, so I should be qualified to take risks with you."

"It's a pity ......"

As soon as the words 'pity' blurted out, Mirlu noticed a change in his tone, so he immediately propped up the corners of his mouth again, turned the conversation and said, "We have known each other for so long, do you know which scene is the most impressive in my memory?" ”

Sherlock doesn't have to think about it to know what the answer is.

The bright sunshine, the emerald green four-leaf clover, the winged cat flying in the sky, and the picture of two half-elves falling to the ground hugging and kissing each other are also things he will never forget.

"Last time you said you wanted to do it again." Millou's half-crouched body leaned forward and hugged Sherlock, whispering in his ear, "I satisfy you!" ”

When the lips touched again, Sherlock felt a frenzy of pure wind elemental power rush in.

In order to level up quickly, Millou has made contracts with many people, but these are mere formalities, and the initiative is completely in her hands.

Only the contract with Sherlock, which seems to be an ordinary kiss, connects the souls and bloodlines of the two, and the connection between the two is far more intimate than all other types of contract forms, so the process of transmitting power will be so smooth at this moment.

It was even smoother than she had imagined.