The enemy generals kept throwing pure white light sources into the forest, dispelling the shadows that Gao Huan could hide.

By now, they had forgotten that they still had to uproot the enemy outpost, and in their opinion, as long as they could kill the enemy commander hiding in the forest, the outpost of only a hundred men would inevitably collapse without a fight.

Moreover, the feat of killing a lieutenant is not comparable to killing even a hundred ordinary soldiers.

Gao Huan quietly climbed a tree with dense foliage, and watched as the other party's originally neat team of thousands of people gradually turned into a disorderly state and scattered in the dense forest.

And these people who were concentrating on Gao Huan didn't notice it at all, hidden under the dead branches and leaves, it was black fire oil.

Now, Gao Huan only needs to cast a little spark, and he can instantly set this forest on fire and incinerate thousands of enemies into ashes in an instant.

And just as Gao Huan was ready to set fire, a thunderbolt suddenly tore through the air and slashed down towards his foothold.

Among all the compound magic, lightning magic is second only to light in terms of release speed, and its lethality is huge, making it the most suitable starting skill for all mages.

Even though Gao Huan always remained vigilant, he was still struck by this sudden thunderbolt, if it weren't for the armor on his body with a certain amount of magic resistance, this knot was enough to make him lose consciousness directly.

Moreover, this thunderbolt has a paralyzing effect in addition to damage.

Gao Huan fell from between the branches and smashed into a pile of dead branches in all directions, sore and numb, unable to move.

"I'll cut out your tongue first, and then break your legs, so that you can only crawl on the ground like a dog for the rest of your life!" The enemy general in silver armor walked over, looked at Gao Huan lying on the ground and said coldly.

The light of thunder and lightning wrapped around his long sword had not yet dissipated, and the person who had just released the thunder and lightning to knock Gao Huan down from between the branches must be him.

"Then you'd better hurry up, otherwise I'll be able to move later, and I will definitely present the scene you just said to you as it is." Gao Huan said as he spoke, but the only finger that could move quietly reached between the dead leaves and felt a layer of slimy grease.

When the enemy soldiers who were originally scattered in the forest heard the movement here, they immediately gathered and surrounded Gao Huan in the middle, and everyone seemed very excited.

"Don't worry, it won't keep you waiting!" The enemy general strode towards Gao Huan, and was about to stab his lip with his sword.

If you break your tongue, you will prevent the other party from chanting incantations, and the threat of being a mage will be greatly reduced.

However, just when he was five steps away from Gao Huan, a huge sense of crisis suddenly climbed into his heart. This sense of crisis had saved him countless times on the battlefield, and this time it was no different.

He almost didn't think about it, so he immediately swept back, and at the same time, with a wave of the long sword in his hand, he threw another thunderbolt towards Gao Huan.

Gao Huan, who was supposed to be in the midst of thunder and lightning and couldn't move, suddenly rolled while the enemy general swept back, avoiding the lightning ball that fell towards him.

Where the lightning ball fell, a flame suddenly rose into the air, spreading among the trees in an instant.

The ordinary soldiers who surrounded Gao Huan were defenseless against the flames that suddenly rose from under their feet, and fled in all directions howling. But how is it possible for human feet to outrun the rushing flames?

A thousand people were trapped in the forest by the smoke and fire, already confused by pain, fear, and panic, and the smoke rising from the burning of dead leaves, and these people could not discern the direction of their escape, but sank deeper and deeper into the vortex of flames.

Gao Huan looked at the flaming hell in front of him, which he had single-handedly created, and watched the scene of countless soldiers struggling and screaming in the flames, but his heart did not fluctuate much.

For him, he is a "player" who must complete the task, and these are the "monsters" in front of him who must be killed in the mission, and he does not have so many women's kindness to give.

Of course, fire and water are merciless, and if he doesn't find a way out of the woods, the flames and smoke will consume him too.

He was now freed from the paralyzing effect of the previous thunder and lightning, and immediately rolled over from the ground, only to feel that his exposed skin had been injured by the flames, and even his eyebrows were on fire.

Gao Huan endured the pain, gritted his teeth and recited a mantra, causing the whistling whirlwind to expel the flames around him, and immediately coated the armor of his whole body with a layer of frost.

With his current ability, if he hadn't been struck by lightning before, he would have been able to come and go in this level of fire with ease and effortlessness.

But now, he had to flee this slightly embarrassed appearance.

……

Outside the dense forest, a man finally staggered out of the flames. The man was blackened, his hair was burned, and his bare skin was covered with horrible blisters.

Quinn stood outside the forest, looking at the half-dead survivor with no expression on his face.

Even if the other party has been unrecognizable in the fire, under Quinn's eyes, he can still see clearly.

Recognizing that the person who walked out of the woods was not Gao Huan, Quinn nodded to the soldiers behind him and said, "Release the arrows." ”

……

Gao Huan wrapped his body in the wind and ice, and finally recognized the direction in the thick smoke and continuous wails, and walked towards the edge of the woods.

But before he could go far, a sword light suddenly tore through the whistling wind that had been protecting him, spraying the scorching air and smoke on his face.

"You! Damn it! The enemy general in silver armor had a face full of madness and despair, and rushed towards Gao Huan desperately with the long sword in his hand.

Having lost his army, no matter how hard he tries, there will be no room for turnaround. There is only a dead end waiting for him, the defeated general, in front.

The screams and wails in his ears continued to sound, pushing the anger in his heart to new peaks.

Even if he will die here today, he will drag Gao Huan and go to hell with him.

But Gao Huan didn't want to die with this person in this burning forest at all.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the golden flames turned into a sharp sword in his hand, and slashed at the enemy general, trying to force the opponent back.

What he didn't expect was that the enemy general had no intention of retreating, and with the flaming sword in Gao Huan's hand, a large wound burned on his chest, and he also wanted to slash the long sword in his hand on Gao Huan's body.

Gao Huan couldn't dodge, only felt a chill in his left shoulder, and his entire arm was unconscious.

The enemy general desperately wanted to die, and cut off one of Gao Huan's arms in a way of exchanging injuries for injuries.