After teaching Nebiros a lesson, Malik turned his gaze to Zhou Xuan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Commander of a species you've never seen before, I have to say that you have the audacity to plunge headlong into the camp of this fool Nebiros."

Malik's words not only aroused Zhou's disgust. From the flickering anger in Nebiros' eyes as he fell to the ground, it was not difficult to see that if it wasn't a battlefield at this time, if he could still move, he would definitely tear this arrogant, self-righteous guy to shreds.

"Why do you want to keep resisting? Your squad is in the hundreds! Even if there are troops under your command elsewhere, when I came, you were doomed! ”

In the face of Malik's arrogant, arrogant and undignified words, Zhou Zhishu ignored it. When he was playing this mind-attacking technique, Malik hadn't been born yet! Of course, the game that was launched not long ago is not worth mentioning in terms of age compared to the old drivers who have been reborn.

"Formation!"

When these two words blurted out, the soldiers behind Zhou Zhan were all infected by his strong self-confidence, and they all protected their shields in front of their chests, and the flat end of the spear in their hands made a vigilant formation with Zhou Xuan as the core.

Looking at his opponent and the actions of his subordinates, the solemnity in Malik's eyes flickered.

"Since you are stubborn, then accept the price of failure and failure! Echelon jump attack, segment harassment! ”

After the mouth cannon, Malik gave a tactical order in front of Zhou Yan's wounds.

"Defense"

After blurting out this word, Zhou was thinking about countermeasures.

Although Malik arrived so quickly, it was indeed something he did not expect. However, the army he led was only a small part of the 2,000 elites, and the rest was temporarily commanded by Allen.

He believes that Allen was temporarily entangled by Malik's cannon fodder tactics, and now the situation is that whoever has good psychological quality and can withstand the pressure will finally win.

Looking at the word because of the opponent, he completely gave the soul of the military array behind him. Malik knew that this person was better than himself in terms of commanding the army, but fortunately, the opponent's number was scarce, otherwise it would be a matter of who would win and who would lose in this battle.

While the commanders of both sides are secretly considering countermeasures, Nebiros's Horned Demon is under Malik's command, constantly trying to inflict flaws on his opponent with his own life, thus giving his fellow warriors a chance to completely tear apart this difficult squad.

It's a pity that all this is in vain, because of the momentum exuded by Zhou Xuan's body. His soldiers were not only infected by the self-confidence and invincibility carried by this momentum. And under the traction of momentum, they gradually developed the idea that the coach will not fall and never give up.

Seeing the opposing army array devouring his troops like a meat grinder, Malik's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom. Through his observation during this time, he also saw that the other party's damn military formation was not something he could break through in a short time.

Now his horned demon troops, in addition to bringing the opponent a little tiredness, are simply the product of increasing the opponent's military spirit and condensing will.

"Well, Commander of the Mystic Race! Now, I admit that my men will not be able to help your army in a short time. However, we have two legendary heroes here! I think that as long as I kill you, the military spirit of the soldiers behind you will dissipate! ”

In this regard, Zhou Zhen was already laughing in his heart.

I saw Zhou Zhan tilting his head sideways, and said with a blank face: "Just you and the waste that is still paralyzed on the ground behind you?" ”

In an instant, Zhou Shushu poked the handle of the axe in his hand to the ground, and said majestically: "If you practice for another 10,000 years, you will not be Lao Tzu's opponent." ”

Although Malik considers himself a wise man, he should not lose his mind and be rude. But this guy on the other side is too annoying, it's not as good as you after practicing for 10,000 years, is Lao Tzu a pig?

Completely tearing off the disguise, Malik with a hideous look in his eyes, chanted a spell in his mouth.

I saw that in the night sky that was originally dotted with stars, countless small dots of flame appeared and were sliding towards the direction of the army led by Zhou Xuan.

However, before Zhou could react, Allen, who was dragged by the Horned Demon somewhere away in the barracks, quickly sensed the rhythm of a large-scale magic coming. So I thought about the fact that my lord didn't know this kind of elemental magic, and it must be the enemy's magic.

In response, Alan quickly condensed his magic power into the gem at the top of the staff and released a barrier of magic in the direction of the sky.

"My lord, that's all Alan has done for you now! But Alan will soon clean up this bunch of filthy guys and join you! ”

After Alan finished muttering to himself, he ordered with a solemn face: "The enemy dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, and was so pressed by the boss that he had to release a large magic, victory is just around the corner, kill this group of miscellaneous people!" ”

"Kill these crumbs!"

With Allen's encouragement, the morale of the temporarily entangled troops led by Allen was greatly boosted, and the battlefield responded to one cheer after another.

When the meteorite falling from the sky was getting closer and closer to Zhou's annihilation, the troops behind him felt a lot of pressure.

However, the meteorite that was burning was fifty meters above their heads, and it was slightly blocked by an invisible magic barrier, and the impact force brought by it was reduced a lot.

Soon after, when the meteorite completely smashed into the army led by Zhou Xuan, Malik was stunned.

"That's not right!"

That's exactly what Malik had on his mind.

No wonder Malik had such a thought, looking at the soldier shaking off the crumbs like breadcrumbs, and Neberos was also shocked and gasped as he fell to the ground.

As a result, Zhou was not surprised at all. After all, he belongs to the existence of a magic nemesis, as long as his mana remains super high. The enemy's magic damage must be calculated by subtracting half of his own mana from his own mana.

Zhou Xuan, who was covered with miscellaneous equipment and item bonuses, has now surpassed the mages of the same period in mana, and it is natural to cause such a result.

Nebiros, who fell to the ground, also had the mood of a day dog, and it thought that the opponent's momentum had broken through its own fire wall blockade. Looking at it now, it turns out that there are other reasons.

Ignoring the enemy's blind thoughts, and not fighting back after being beaten is not Zhou's style of destroying injuries.

I saw Zhou Shushu poke the handle of the axe to the ground, and the magic power gathered into his chest.

Malik, who was not far away, happened to see this strange scene, but as a mage, he saw his opponent's behavior like this, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. How can magic be unleashed like this?

After all, the orcs have not yet been created by the mage, and it is inevitable that Zhou's action of destroying the injury caused Malik's misunderstanding.

"Drink!"

When the magic power carried the momentum of the soldiers in the military formation and came out of the wound of Zhou Xuan, a current no less than a level 8 strong wind almost knocked Malik not far away to the ground.

Malik, whose blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, barely stood firm, and shouted loudly: "Don't play dead Nebiros!" If we don't join forces, you and I won't want to go back to Shergo! ”