Chapter 1292: Crisis

No longer caring about the bleeding scars, ignoring the sharp pain of the piercing tears, the corners of my mouth rose and I slowly put the gauntlet in place.

I guess my smile must have been very excited at this moment.

Because I saw the strange eyes of Yura and the others, and the appearance of Lizzie being scared to tears.

I smiled at everyone: "This is the first tough opponent we have ever faced, and we will probably lose, but I want to win." ”

Fierce battle intent and surging killing intent poured out of my chest, enveloping my body and the straight sword.

"I know, it may be very capricious to say this, it may be a negation of my previous words, or it may be a reversal of my previous decision" Bending my body slightly, I said slowly: "I'm going to go, use my knife, use my flesh and blood, and block the strong enemy in front of me, to have a face-to-face battle!" ”

With that, I kicked the ground, and I rushed out.

At a very fast speed, the air was torn apart from the middle, and the sound of a gust of wind was heard in my ears, which was the mournful sound of the air being torn apart.

In the blink of an eye, I had rushed to the enemy camp, but the price I paid for it was not small.

The newly bought clothes yesterday have been damaged in more than a dozen places, and several places such as chest and shoulders have also been torn due to the explosion of the magic missile.

It's worth it all, though.

The Naotai Knife, which was full of killing intent, slashed at the beast totem of the big shield without warning, and the activated combat skill split the totem's body into two with a crazy momentum, and then, continued to erode and destroy the inside of the big shield with a brutal momentum.

Seeing that the entire shield was about to be split in two by me, I saw that the shield hand's body was full of white light, releasing the power of fading, and in the blink of an eye, he and the big shield in his hand were tightly wrapped in white light.

The moment the killing intent and combat skills encountered the white light, the crazy erosion and destruction were weakened, but they were only weakened.

The erosion and destruction continued, but before they had destroyed the shield, now they were canceling out the white light that covered it.

The strength of the shield hand must be very strong, at least stronger than Harold, because the amount and brightness of the white light he can release are not comparable to Harold.

Looking at the white light that is corroded by millimeters and replenished by millimeters, I am a little worried, the war of wear and tear is the most abrasive, and it is also the most changeable, if you continue to fight in this way, when will it be the head!

I felt my scalp tingle when I saw my shield-bearers' teammates reacting from their surprise one by one, each holding their weapons, and aiming at me.

If I didn't have a strong healing power, my hand would be useless with the arrow just now.

Now, several weapons of equal power are aimed at me, and if they hit, I will be useless.

The hand is wasted, but it can be restored, and when the person dies, it is all over!

Thinking of this, I put away my knife and jumped to the side.

As soon as I jumped out of the way, several feather arrow magic missiles flew out one after another, aiming at the same place where I was standing just now.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous!

In a cold sweat, I subconsciously snorted again and again.

I watched as the feather arrow and magic missile passed through the position I was standing on, and smashed straight on top of the magic barrier, with a slight tremor of the magic barrier, the feather arrow lost its strength and fell to the ground, and the magic missile also used up its magic power and disappeared without a trace.

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I felt a little palpitating when I thought back to that moment.

But now in the arena, you can't waver in the slightest before the game is over, otherwise the end will be miserable.

So, I paused, exerted my strength again, and rushed straight to the side of the opposing camp, trying to open the barrier of the opposing camp with a strong attack.

I thought it would be easy to break through the flanks of the faction, because there were no strong shieldmen, no fast warriors, only crispy mages and non-aggressive priests.

However, the truth slapped me hard.

Mages are indeed crispy, but their magic is just as deadly; A pastor who is not aggressive may just be a pastor before the fading, but after the fading, it is different.

On the side of the team, a tall and thin priest wearing round-framed glasses and looking weak, with a calm face, raised his hand, held it slightly, and the white light converged, gradually taking shape, and in the palm of his hand, it turned into a spear.

In the next second, the golden spear was thrown at me with the momentum of breaking the wind.

This is the first time in my life that I have seen the priest attack with active attack magic, his eyes fixed on the golden spear, feeling the power and pressure emanating from it, I can't help but frown, swing the straight sword, and meet the enemy spear with a slash.

The moment they touched, a substantial feeling came into their hands, and the spear turned into magic had the same touch as the real spear, that is......

A conjecture flooded through my mind, and at the same time, I used both hands to slash hard.

There was a soft click, and the golden spear was split in two!

Two spears grazed my body, causing a tingling pain in the skin on both sides, and at the same time, the conjecture in my mind was confirmed—this golden spear was exactly the same as the physical enchanted spear!

Touch, power, speed, and even weight!

All of this can be said to be exactly the same!

This is the pastor after the transformation...... You can throw a magic spear that looks like substance?!

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt a continuous impact on my body, and a tingling pain came into my brain, pulling me back from my sluggishness.

When I looked closely, I saw that the mage on the flank was launching a magic missile attack on me, and the priest, who had just thrown the magic spear, condensed a golden spear again and prepared to throw it again.

"Do you want to force me away with this trick?" I muttered to myself, cocking my straight sword and getting ready for the golden spear.

However, at this moment, a feathered arrow with magic bolt shot at me with lightning speed.

At the same time, the number of magic missiles attacking my surroundings has increased dramatically!

"Is this to besiege me?" With a cold snort, the straight sword changed its position and aimed at the feather arrow and slashed over.

When the tip of the sword collided with the blade of the arrow, the golden spear was thrown out, piercing me straight into the body.

"This is a ...... of cooperation" I widened my eyes as I watched the golden spear approach, but I had no choice but to grit my teeth and prepare for this blow because of the power of the feather arrow.

At that moment, an abrupt black shadow appeared in front of me.

When I looked closely, it was a demonized spider!

Yang Kao?

Turning his head in the direction of the team, he saw Yang Jiao squatting behind Jackson's shield, only showing his head, his face was serious, but he was not nervous.

"Heh" I breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glancing: "My teammate's assistance is timely enough." ”

Looking at the demonized spider again, his body trembled slightly, and he had been deeply pierced by the golden spear, but the amazing thing was that the spear only pierced in, but did not come out of the body!

Could it be that the Magic Spider's defenses are already so strong?

Just as he was startled, he saw a slight shaking light wave from the demonized spider's body, this light wave looked so familiar, but it was Godot's skill, the magic barrier.