In the midst of a rusty desert.

The yellow sand in the sky reappeared, and the billowing dust and smoke filled everywhere.

The Dragon King's habitat was already covered in a sandstorm, making it difficult to see the truth clearly.

Madikos sat above the head of the Dragon King with the Staff of Chaos in hand.

His bright silver armor stood out in the yellow sand.

Perhaps because it was so fast that it was able to move, or maybe it was so powerful that it would have survived the Big Bang, Madicos' armor was the same as before.

After hearing about Madicos's introduction to this armor, Xu Zhi's eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Don't be too arrogant, Madikos."

As soon as Mistrio wanted to reply to Madicos, he saw the phantom controlled by Xu Zhi scream and flew forward in high spirits.

"Mistrio, you're old," Madikos sneered, "I don't believe you dare to fight with me for someone like you." ”

"Not only can I fight hard, I can also die, you see if I dare."

The phantom manipulated by Xu Zhi shouted, and when he waved his hand, an ice arrow as thick as an arm was suddenly summoned.

When unleashing a magic strike, it is difficult to hit Madikos from a distance.

But Xu Zhi didn't care, he hit casually, and if he couldn't hit Madikos, then there was the dragon king Tamoro who was injured.

The Dragon King's size brings great power, but it also inevitably requires a lot of damage.

As long as the magic is not ridiculously crooked, there is no problem in unleashing it to hit Tamara.

Of course, Tamara, which is up to 90% resistant to demons, will take less damage.

When the giant ice arrow was swung, Tamara's life dropped by twelve points.

Relative to the Dragon King's health, this damage is tantamount to tickling.

The Dragon King, who was slowly walking, only raised his head slightly, and glanced at the phantom with great dissatisfaction.

Although the body is extremely large and can only be entrenched in the rusty desert, the Dragon King has an extremely long lifespan, and it knows these top masters of the Western Continent, and it is willing to assist Madikos, but it does not want to offend these top masters.

The same is true of Madikos, although he has torn his face with Mistrio and the others, he does not want to go to a dead end.

As long as he can lead the Dragon King out of the rusty desert and stabilize his own forces, everything has negotiable capital.

Mistrio wasn't going to calculate against him for no reason, to the point where he needed to start a war.

Far on the other side of the coast, Aurang Malasa and Aegrinel could not come up with such capital.

What is the key to this?

But he knew very well that Mystrio was only helping, and that he was naturally willing to win the battle, and that he would inevitably stop if he was too defeated to recover.

Just like he is now......

As Madicos glared at the phantom and laughed angrily, he suddenly heard Xu Zhi's loud muttering, and the ice arrow that was sent out casually, and he still didn't believe his ears.

"You ......"

His staff was raised and pointed at Mystrio.

He didn't expect that Mistrio, who was known as wise, was like a reckless man, and there was a sense of catharsis and death between his words.

This is far from being a worthy king.

Madikos felt that he had misheard.

"It's a shame on me."

Xu Zhi's answer had no IQ at all, and Mistrio, who had released the Mirror of Pain magic in the rear, could hear it.

Watching the phantom controlled by Xu Zhi fly forward more and more, it was within the maximum strike range of the Dragon King.

It's looking for death.

Such a ruin of his apparition made Mistrio feel really painful.

"Ice Arrow."

"Then don't blame me for slaughtering the king today, and he will go to Casa to apologize in the future."

Seeing an ice archer fly again, Madikos dodged the spell as he raised the Staff of Chaos, the magic flame at the tip of the staff growing.

"There is no way back, breathe fire, stride and storm, step out of a way."

As he waved his staff, he urged the dragon king at his feet.

As soon as the Dragon King charges, all obstacles in front of him will be broken.

He didn't believe that Mistrio would rather be killed alive than dodge.

"Hum~"

An extremely violent exhalation sound, and a fierce arc of flames filled with the smell of sulfur suddenly erupted.

At the height of the dragon king's body, the flames it spewed were like a great river flooding.

Xu Zhi stood in front of him, looking up at the rain of fire that greeted him, he waved his staff, and sent out a weak ice arrow technique against the fire wave, and the whole person was immediately overwhelmed by the flames.

A shield of painful curse flashed across the phantom's body, and some of the flames that erupted suddenly returned against the current.

Xu Zhigang felt that the phantom couldn't withstand the blow of the flames, and suddenly a heavy feeling came, and a huge foot on the top of the phantom's head had already stepped down.

The phantom simply came to naught.

This blow was much more than just tickling, and the Dragon King almost hit a nail.

The Dragon King, who had begun to make a big stride, snorted, and stepped down with great force before lifting its front legs that had sunk into the yellow sand.

Shaking his head, burned by his own flames, Tamara looked ahead again.

There, Mistrio, who appeared unharmed, lifted his staff.

"The illusion of your body is really not durable, you will be killed in two or three hits, and the damage returned does not seem to be much, you will have to die at least ten or eight times to be useful."

"Whew!"

Listening to Xu Zhi's slightly disgusted voice, and feeling his body being reproduced again, Mystrio spat out angrily.

His main job is a mage, and he can already withstand the impact of Tamara head-on, this is the impact of a mountain of meat, what do you want him to do?

There are a few normal creatures in this world that can withstand a frontal blow from Tamora.

Even if the retired barbarian King Bolinger came, he could only resist two or three more times, and he had to die.

"Rush"

Mistrio was about to unleash his controlling spell when he saw a huge black shadow in the yellow sand rush towards him, and when he sensed it again, his phantom had already broken contact.

"That little wolf cub has unleashed two secondary spells on Domoro," shouted Baron Fontaquin, who was flying through the sky on a bone dragon.

"Then hurry up and drive it away, how do you cooperate? You can still do something. ”

A phantasm walked out of his body, and when Mystrio scolded Baron Fontaquin for not knowing how to cooperate, he couldn't help but run away from the direction of the dragon king's impact.

"Madikos, you dare to drive Domora to kill this king, you and I will not be separated."

After the phantom that Xu Zhi made flew high, he flew blindly in the distance again.

Mistrio felt that next time he would not let Xu Zhi copy himself, he could not afford to lose people.

Xu Zhi didn't have time to release the Mirror of Pain this time, so he could only delay time with a little mouth cannon.

"You forced me, Mistrio."

Madikos looked at the phantom in the sky, his face extremely ugly, and the dragon king at his feet, Domora, looked even more confused.

If its eyes and perception were right, this top powerhouse of the Western Continent had already been trampled to death by it twice.

Madikos was in the yellow sand and couldn't see clearly, but he could perceive it.

And its head was reflected by the flames it spewed out by itself, and it felt like a nail drilling into its body.

The counterattack before the other party died made it quite uncomfortable.

"Kill"

With a swing of the staff of Madikos, a bolt of lightning flashed from the sky and slashed down at the muttering figure.

"You dare to split this king."

"It's an illusion, you're really afraid of death as always."

Xu Zhi's muttering was useless, a purple lightning bolt struck, and the color of his phantom body suddenly darkened a lot.

Madicos is also clear about the identity of the roadblock ahead.

His eyes scanned, and when he investigated Mistrio's true body in the storm of yellow sand set off by Tamara, he saw that in the wind and sand ahead, another Mistrio's body flew up crookedly.

"Goodbye."

He waved his hand at Mystrio, and Domoro erupted in an arc of flames in the direction he had indicated, accompanied by a large field of hellfire from the staff of Madikos.

"Blind."

"Blind."

In the midst of the flames, two control spells rang out.

The running dragon king Domoro's body trembled, and he suddenly stopped, his huge eyes wide and blank.

"Why are they all phantoms?"

Under the blow, the figures of the two Mistrio faded.

Maddy Coston felt a chill.

The ability to reproduce the Phantom in the form of Mistrio is targeted by two of the best Order Wizards.

When they unleashed a succession of top-notch control magic on Tamara at all costs, they succeeded.

And he hasn't found the other party's true identity yet.

During the confrontation, he saw several dark shadows in the distant sky approaching, and Madicos's face became even more ugly.

The black dragons also arrived.

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