"Glory Strike!"

As a creature that lives in swamps and shallow water, Prager moves very slowly on the ground, which directly leads to the fact that Nero and the others are not surrounded by Prager as they expected now.

After knocking a prag away with a stroke of judgment-like divine magic, Nero took a look around him.

Franconian was even more relaxed than he was, almost as if he were wandering around the courtyard, ignoring the inferior spears thrown by Prager, and easily blasting the Pragers into a daze with stacking magic, pulling away at least fifty percent of the hatred.

The four little magicians from the Adric Academy also worked in pairs, skillfully cooperating. Even in the face of the plural, Prague did not show a trace of panic. Thinking of the apprentice priests in the Pure White Church who grew up in the Holy Domain, had not experienced the tempering but had an inexplicable sense of superiority, and always looked at people with their noses and eyes, Nero felt a personal sense of crisis for the Pure White Church for no reason.

And Claude, who worried him the most before, was surprisingly not caught in a bitter battle. Claude, who grew up in Morag, has long been full of dodges due to various crises, not to mention the clumsy Prager, even if he changes to a magic swordsman wearing metal plate armor and holding a heavy sword, he may not be able to beat him.

And between deflections, shifts, and dodges, Claude can still find time to use a dagger or a ghost to give those dark little things a blow or two, although it may not be able to break through the opponent's scale armor to cause substantial damage, but it has already made these naturally timid creatures begin to act timidly - even if they are charmed, the instinct of the creature still prevails over the command after the charm.

"What's next?"

casually slashed a Prague who wanted to sneak attack. Nero asked Franconia, who seemed a little absent-minded, but kept blowing up the screaming Pragers behind him, "There seem to be a lot of Pragers in this river, it's impossible to clean them all up before you do it, right?" ”

In that case, no matter how idiotic and sluggish the guards of the White City are, they will already arrive...... To be honest, Nero didn't mean to fall out with the King's Council for the sake of Franconia.

"Let's see. I don't know what the road is for, I always have a feeling that we are being watched. ”

Franconia stopped casting spells for a moment, twisting the screws on his head with his right hand and scratching his chin with his left, thinking as he ran along the riverbank.

"So you feel this way, too?" Nero raised an eyebrow and slashed with his sword at Prager, who was sneaking to get closer to him. It's still shiny when you shake it. The long sword without a gap: "But I just tried it with Detection Evil, and within a radius of five hundred meters, there don't seem to be any other creatures other than these guys." ”

"No other creatures?"

After Franken asked rhetorically. Nero realized something was wrong.

Although the Mochel Lasi River is polluted by the source of the plague. But the river itself is still very rich. In practical terms. About 30 percent of Morag's inhabitants depend on the river for their livelihoods.

It's only autumn, not as vibrant as spring and as prosperous as summer, but as dead as winter. There should be a lot of fish and shrimp and other things. But now not even a single neutral unit has been detected, which is obviously wrong.

I'm afraid that my side has either fallen into some kind of trap, or the other party has interfered with Nero's detection of evil.

The former and his party have become the turtles in the urn, and the latter is far beyond his own strength. Either way, it's not a good thing all in all.

"I suspect it's the Prager guys who are watching us."

After stating his reasoning, Franconian continued with a series of bombardments so skillful that Nero couldn't help but wonder if the guy had just stopped because he had blown up too easily......

"No matter what the identity of the other party is, if we don't know where that guy is, we won't be able to do anything at all, right?"

Nero gets straight to the heart of the matter.

"At this point, the other party's real body is 100% underwater." Franconian stacked three group confinements, and finally managed to control those pragers, and despite their desperate struggle like dying frogs, he said: "For some reason, I am not more sensitive to magic fluctuations, so I can ensure that the magic fluctuations that control these guys are coming from underwater." ”

Then he looked at Nero again: "Bishop Nero, do you have any way to breathe underwater?" ”

"Life Continuation in Divine Magic should have this effect...... But I can only bless one person at most. ”

Nero blushed and said with some embarrassment.

Life continuation is also a magic of the four rings, as the name suggests, using this kind of magic that is usually used to extend a person's life as an oxygen cylinder is indeed extravagant to the point of shame.

It's just that because it is a magic with nearly four rings, the difficulty of casting spells is not low, and this is not the kind of place in the holy realm where even the air is full of divine magic, Nero can only use it reluctantly, and it is absolutely impossible to bless others.

"That's fine. Everyone, get ready, we're going to get in the water! ”

Francony shouted.

Because the number of Pragers had dropped to a certain level, and a new batch of enemies had not yet arrived, a few little ones easily withdrew from the battle.

Nero blessed himself with a life extension, and then he felt himself slipped by the mage's hand and thrown directly into the icy water.

When you open your eyes, you can dimly see that everyone but yourself is wrapped in a huge bubble.

Although because of the life-extending effect, even if you don't breathe for a short time, you can't do anything, but how can you say it...... Nero suddenly had the feeling that he had been tricked.

Didn't he think about whether he wanted to Xiang Xiwei after this incident was over? As Edric protested against his staff's actions, the increasing water pressure suddenly disappeared, and he felt as if he had been thrown from a height of several meters, and he was momentarily weightless.

Fortunately, Franconia had no intention of killing Nero, and immediately set a group levitation technique for everyone.

"Here it is...... Underwater? Kamiyu looked curiously at the dark surroundings.

"Probably an enchantment or something."

With the exception of Nero, who was coughing, everyone else made the same move.

There was no water in the space, and the upside-down water above them looked like a ceiling, which looked amazing. The lack of light around them was dim, as if something lurked in them, and it was heart-palpitating.

It wasn't until they hit the ground that they realized something was wrong.

The tactile sensation under their feet was very hard, but the regular undulations made it clear to them that they had not landed on the ground, but on some huge creature! (To be continued......)