First send and then change~】

Andre put away his angel wings, and after negotiating with the angel spirit, his strength increased greatly, and he now had all the power of a real angel, in other words, he could now move at the speed of light for a short time.

The sensation was a bit too exciting for a human, and after trying it once, Andrei vowed never to use it again.

The situation of the Maginot Line was a bit peculiar, the blood mist spread slowly, and finally stopped fifty meters away from the Maginot Line, as if a wall cut off the eyes of the guards.

André avoided all the zones equipped with the Priest of Dawn and the Paladin, patrolled the entire Maginot Line in the air, and found that the range of the blood mist covered two-thirds of the defense zone, and the invisible confrontation was taking place, and the Angel Body's keen perception made him sense that the defense system of the Maginot Line was fighting fiercely against the blood mist.

Even Andre didn't know what the hole cards of the Maginot Line were, but he knew that the magic environment here was an internal loop, and the magic stability inside the loop was terrifying, and it was simply the most perfect environment for the caster.

Even the angels dormant in him woke up and probed the magical environment here: "Can you humans do this now?" ”

"Don't ask me, I'm not even a mage, and without your power, I still have to run on the ground." André crouched on top of the tower like an assassin, staring into the distance.

With his eyesight, he could only vaguely see black shadows in the depths of the blood mist, flickering away.

"Now it's our strength, it's a pity that human life is very short, my power can make your body immortal, but the soul is beyond my range, and your soul will gradually weaken with time." The angel's voice echoed in Andrei's mind: "The transcendent are transcendent because their body and soul are progressing, and your exemplary path, because of my power, has been locked up. ”

"In other words, I can still have your power until the day I die?" Andrei asked rhetorically.

"Yes, you can understand it that way." The angel replied in a somewhat guilty voice.

"I feel like I'm making a lot of money." Andre smiled: "Without you, how many possibilities do you think I can break through the legend?" How long can I live if I can't break through the legend? Two hundred years old? One hundred and fifty years old? ”

"Well, you humans are really optimistic at times." There was a hint of a smile in the angel's voice: "But I can almost understand what you mean, but according to my observation of you, without me, there is still a possibility for you to break through to the legend in the future." ”

"As long as I don't die in an accident in the process." Andrei shook his head and looked at the blood mist in the distance: "I'm going to rush in to see the situation, do you think we will be in danger?" ”

"Trust in our strength, I've dealt with them, unless we rush in and happen to be two evil gods, they won't threaten us." The angel's voice was filled with confidence: "Although their power is growing, it is still a long time before they are completely destroyed us, and we have been trying to fill the holes. ”

"Glad to hear you say that." André leapt from the tower with open hands, spreading his white angel wings in mid-air and charging into the blood mist zone.

For a moment, the blood mist surrounded him like a living being, and the air was filled with the smell of rust, full of slippery feeling, making André feel like he was swimming in some kind of marshmallow ocean.

Skin exposed to the blood mist felt slightly corrosive, and Andre assessed it to determine that it would not be fatal to the player guards, but that they would have to wear gas masks to prevent irritation of the lens and respiratory tract, and that the long-term effects would require more observation.

Andrei lowered his height and landed on the ground, as a human being, he was not yet used to life with wings, as well as aerial fighting, and his feet on the ground gave him a more grounded feeling.

Suddenly, the blood mist on the right side condensed, and a bloodletter, who was three meters tall and held a decapitation sword, jumped out of it and pounced on Andre.

A golden light streaked, and the bloodletter was split in two in the air, but the bloodletter's body could not wait to land and disappear again into a blood mist.

Andre frowned, this sudden appearance was no threat to him, but it was not a solution to the other guards, who now knew why the players who had entered the Blood Mist Scout had disappeared.

Soon Andrei discovered that the bloodletters in the blood mist appeared almost endlessly, and he was attacked twenty-six times after only advancing five hundred meters into the depths of the blood mist.

Until now, he had found no trace of any other enemies, and it seemed that there were no other creatures in the blood mist other than the bloodletter.

In the southern frontier of the Loess Region, the defenders in the fortress encountered the same dilemma, the blood mist moved forward slowly but firmly, getting closer and closer to the fortress, and the heartbeat was accelerating under the calm face of the commander.

Visibility in the blood mist is less than three meters, and they face losing vision in the blood mist, and the Bloodletter is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous enemy, and when they jump into the air with a decapitation sword in hand, few players can resist that blow.

Moreover, he was also worried that the blood mist was corrosive and toxic, and that the magic armor in the fortress was only enough for half of the people to equip it, which was already an additional distribution for the front-line fortresses, and this expensive war machine had always been limited by production capacity.

"All unprotected personnel began to retreat, turning to the rear fortress." The commander looked at the blood mist less than fifty meters away from the fortress and finally gave an order: "The others are in groups of three, guarding each node, and they can choose to retreat after the magic armor energy is less than thirty percent." ”

The adjutant saluted and turned away to deliver the order, which he knew meant that the commander had decided to trade the soldier's life for information on the blood mist, but no one would complain, and the adjutant had decided to give himself a magical armor before delivering the order.

As for the Commander, his office is equipped with a dedicated Magical Armor, which has a strengthened Magical armor that has a 30% higher energy reserve than the regular Magical armor, which also means that if he survives, he will be the last player to retreat.

As the players who failed to grab the magical armor began to retreat, the airships above the fortress were also slowly moving backwards, and the only thing they could do was to fire all their incendiary grenades into the blood mist in an attempt to weaken it.

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