Medisa didn't think much of it when she opened her spirit wings, like a general subconsciously protecting her own deployment. But when she saw the black-clad undead general quietly looking at her—he stretched out his hand, his thorny metal gloves gripping the huge pitch-black scythe, and gently laying it down—did she realize that she had done something wrong.

Bai disappeared from her vision in the next moment.

The silver elf girl subconsciously returned the spear, but it was a little late.

She looked up, and the light that erupted on the Spirit Wings seemed to be dimmed, it was a cold scythe that blocked the light, and then pulled a black rush from top to bottom - "click", the silver chain mail shattered one by one, like shrunken leaves, and rose blood bloomed into a blinding scarlet flower. Métisa looked at the wound that stretched from her shoulder to her lower abdomen in disbelief, her face pale.

As the undead fell, she reached out from under the black cloak and grabbed her throat, and pushed her arm forward, and the silver elf girl was dropped like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground with a thud. Kick up a cloud of dust.

And the black knight landed at the same time, there was no trace of affection under his cold metal mask, and he calmly swung forward with the scythe in his hand, and the moon-shaped blade cut out a perfect semicircle, and the wind pressure swept away like a knife in all directions, beating the mercenaries who had temporarily recovered and reacted and wanted to come up to help the female knight.

The mercenaries screamed and retreated, like scythes sweeping through straw, and fell backwards one by one. When Bai falls to the ground, it takes its body as the center of the circle, forming a vacuum semicircle within a radius of ten meters. The unicorn stopped in front of Metisa, but the undead general knocked it to the ground with his phone, and he looked down at the girl lying on the ground; Métisa lay quietly in a pool of blood, her pale silver eyes a little glazed.

The girl occasionally coughed up blood foam weakly, and bright red blood ran down her white, slender neck all the way to the ground, forming striking red spots. The girl could barely feel her own body, only the pain creeping along her nerves, a weariness gradually grasping her mind, and consciousness seemed to be gradually moving away; But as her vision darkened, the girl saw the ice and thunder mask enlarge—Shiro crouched beside her, one hand holding his throat and pulling her up.

"Metissa, you still haven't grown—" Bai said.

The Silver Elf Princess shook and coughed up a mouthful of blood, "Ahem, you—" She struggled to squeeze out the words, only to see Shiro close one eye, the other eye burning with golden flames, and look at herself motionless.

Mind Reading!

"Damn—" The girl gritted her teeth and concentrated, and the remaining soul power sealed the space around her like flowing water. Mind reading, though only superficial, is no less shameful, and in the circles of the upper class wizards, only the filthy will use this little trick.

However, this spell was widespread among the dark nobles of Madara, and Medisa was not familiar with these undead who lived behind the sun; If Brando laughed at all, but the silver elf girl trembled with anger, as if she had been greatly ashamed.

The undead general with the scythe shook his head.

"Ahem, no......" Medisa shook her head weakly, as if trying to break free from the other party's grip. She felt her consciousness fade, but a cold touch came from her neck—the barbed metal gloves dragging the girl's throat and making her feel very uncomfortable. She knew she couldn't hold on, but she had to remind her lord right away to do it.

Bai looked at her motionlessly, and there seemed to be a pity in his golden eyes. The Silver Elf Princess was shocked, and immediately rushed to the battlefield, as if there was an invisible wall, and her telepathy bounced back.

The psychic connection between her and Brando was severed.

"You...... Ahem...... "Medisa coughed bitterly.

"There are many ways to use the soul element, and the spirits of the undead in Madara have a lot of experience in developing this element. I'm no exception. Bai grabbed the elven princess's neck like catching a bird, and replied coldly: "Soul Enchantment: Closure - In this space that I have opened up myself, I can cut off a connection with the material world, and if I want to enter or leave, I must have more strength than me-"

Bai's voice stopped abruptly, suddenly or overhead.

He raised his hand in a certain direction, and a fiery red figure was like a flame bursting from the ground, mixed with rushing lightning in an instant. There was a loud bang, and a long arc of electricity crossed the darkness. Shiro snorted, but Akane had already engaged him with his left hand with one shot at a time, and then quickly backed away.

"There is also a gold-level storage zài" The undead knight stared at the red-haired girl standing in the distance, and said, "That young man has a lot of people under him. ”

"Let go of her-!" Akane looked at the Medisa in his hand and replied through gritted teeth.

Bai Leng snorted coldly, threw away Metisa, and scythe with a backhand like Akane swung over. The red-haired girl was slightly startled, because she felt that the other party was suddenly out of her unemployment, unable to catch it, and the cold scythe had touched her neck—the approaching cold breath carried a tingling pain, and Akane's heart was cold. When she came over from afar, she happened to see the scene between Bai and Professor Medisa, and originally thought that it was the true strength of the other party, but she didn't expect that compared to this moment, he was simply keeping his hand before.

The strength of the undead was beyond her imagination, out of her senses—according to the young man, it was at least the strength of the golden pinnacle. In fact, there is only the pinnacle of gold. In order to initially grasp the method of independently unfolding the power of the elements, but the spiritual enchantment is invisible and invisible, so Akane does not know that she has missed the best opportunity to estimate the strength of the other party.

But these thoughts were to no avail, and Akane could only grit her teeth at the last moment and stagger her body, avoiding the vital point, and letting the scythe sharpen her back; The blade reached her body, and she was swept out with a muffled grunt, but although the blow was far heavier than the one Metisa had taken, the red-haired girl quickly covered her shoulders and got up.

The natural ability to protect and regenerate the tenacity of the gods is far from being comparable to that of the naturally weak elves.

"Huh?" Bai was slightly stunned, he thought that he should kill Akane with a blow shot of eighty percent of his strength, but he didn't expect that after being hit by a sickle, the other party actually got up like a nobody. However, if the black knight, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, knew that the girl with a long red ponytail in front of him had been born with the element of civilization, the monster after the Earth God Envoy Ekmon had only been lying down for a week after a blow, and then he was alive again, the scythe just now would probably have been attacked with all his might.

As soon as the two fought, they left the open space where Medisa was, which was undoubtedly the best opportunity, but the mercenaries cowered after suffering the previous loss, and no longer dared to step forward at this moment.

Akane gritted her teeth and looked at these guys, her amber eyes like flames burning.

However, the leader of the Rose and Wine Mercenary Regiment, Clensia, was hesitating at the moment, his slender silver hair was covered with beads of sweat on his forehead, the enemy was stronger than he could have imagined, and his henchmen advised him to leave at this time. But that young man is also not easy to mess with, not only is he a nobleman, but he also has so much gold-level combat power under his command, if such a young man does not have a deep background behind him, I am afraid that no one believes it.

However, when he looked up, he immediately saw that the elite skeleton spearmen, under the command of the undead knights, began to surround Metissa, who was mortally wounded in the center of the battlefield.

The undead like a tide.

Clenthia gritted her teeth and finally made up her mind. It is possible to disobey Brando, but at this time they have to face a more realistic threat, and the undead side is obviously stronger, at least the black knight with the mask injured Metisha and Akane as soon as he shot is a fact that everyone sees. He put his sword in his sheath and was about to give the order to retreat, but he was about to retreat when he felt his clothes grabbed by a small hand.

It's the little girl.

The silver-haired middle-aged man lowered his head, just in time to see Funya raise her little face, look at him with a pair of deep, emerald green eyes, and ask in a low voice, "Uncle?" ”

Clenthia was stunned, of course he knew what Funia meant. But how is he going to answer, tell this little girl, Shu Huang is going to run away? He opened his mouth but found that he could not say such a thing, because he couldn't help but think of his daughter when he saw Funia's serious face. Nearly everyone living in the Eruin border has experienced the horrors of war in the aftermath of decades of fighting along the Eruin border.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and was covered in cold sweat.

"Commander?" The henchman asked from the side.

Clenthia opened her eyes, bloodshot: "Take a gamble." ”

Everyone around was stunned.

"Leave it to Martha!" Clenthia said through gritted teeth.

"Make or break it to Martha!"

The mercenaries finally got into action, and they pushed forward and collided with the rows of bone racks, and the battle began in an instant. The mercenaries closest to Métissa formed a wall of people to protect the elven princess, and they helped her up from the pool of blood at the prompting of the boy - the latter shook her head with great effort in a precarious state of consciousness, she was more or less aware of her situation - but it immediately occurred to her that she had one last chance to change the situation on the battlefield.

Métisha took a soft breath -

……

Akane and Shiro staggered, and when she was wounded for the third time, she suddenly heard the voices of the mercenaries shouting at her from behind; The red-haired girl stubbornly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and when she turned around, she heard the mercenaries shouting to her, "Attack that guy with all your might!" ”

Attack with all your might?

What do you mean?

Akane was slightly stunned, but her eyes immediately followed the crowd to see Medisa, who was half-seated in it. The silver princess's eyes were almost dizzy, but the last glimmer of burning hope in her eyes went straight to the bottom of her heart, and Akane understood what the other party meant in an instant. "Do you want to attack with all your might?" She raised her axe, and the tip of the Thunder Lance, Logos, flashed with a dazzling arc of light, and the red-haired girl swung her halberd forward, instantly blocking the approaching undead knight.

Bai was stunned.

Akane flattened the axe gun, and at that moment, countless electric lights surged from her body, and even the red ponytail spread out in an instant, and her hair rose upwards one after another. She stared at the undead knight, revealing her little tiger teeth and smiling, and the electric light of her body immediately coiled upwards and poured into the axe gun-

"The Seventh String—"

"Thunder!"

……