Doris and another Dark Elf male mage started a battle between mages, but the dark elf mage was obviously no match for the little druid, and for a while he could only put all the protective spells he could on himself, so as to delay the time and wait for his teammates to solve the battle to help him.

You must know that the mage who has generally reached the high level is not gray-haired, and Doris entered this realm at the age of more than 20 years, which is completely cheating!

This is the most unfair part of the world of Faeron, hard work is important, but talent accounts for the vast majority of the proportion, to take the simplest example, just like the dragon and the human, one can reach the legendary realm by eating and sleeping every day, and the other must keep working hard, relying on the daily life and death struggle, the perception of understanding on the edge of danger can be advanced......

For example, there is the Grand Arcanist Kael'thas among the human race, who became a Grand Arcanist before the age of 20, famous warriors include the dragon slayer Laptisius, the dragon revenant who died under the sword of the orc can not be counted on one hand, the assassins have the Hand of Despair and the Shadow Thief Guardian, they are the wanderers of the legendary mage and even the elect of the goddess of magic......

These are the so-called talents, and the potential that Doris is now showing is undoubtedly the potential to become one of them.

I don't know how many spell-casting specialties there are on Doris's body, the dark elf mage can only see a burst of colorful iridescent colors surrounding him, every time he just released a spell, the female mage on the opposite side has already released two or three spells and flew towards him, how can this be fought?

If he hadn't been using his magic equipment, he would have been shattered to pieces by the spell-machine-gun-like mobile turret.

Just when the dark elf mage was distressed, suddenly a high-pitched chant came from the position of the covering female mage to his ears, and the dark elf's spirit was immediately lifted.

He knew the spell of this spell. It was the spell of the 6-ring spell protection stripping, the dark elf mage felt a burst of joy in his heart, he didn't expect that the female mage on the other side who seemed to be very powerful had so little combat experience, for fear that others would not hear his spell and shouted vigorously......

And she happens to be extremely familiar with this spell, so who will die if she doesn't die?

The dark elf mage secretly retracted his hand into his wide robe, and released the three-ring spell spell counteract in a low voice.

He knew that as long as he countered Doris's spell at that point in time. Then not only will the battle situation be reversed, but there is a high probability that the little druid will be killed directly.

The dark elf mage had been waiting for this opportunity, and just after Doris's spell had finished reciting a special syllable, the dark elf mage immediately threw out the spell counteract that he had been preparing for a long time!

He had imagined the woman vomiting blood and being weak, and then licking her boots and begging him to get around her life......

But it can be brutal when realistic......

After releasing the spell counter, Doris did not show any discomfort, but showed a strange smile at herself, and continued to recite her spell......

"Damn, it's not a protective strip!" The Dark Elf mage immediately realized that he had been deceived. It is impossible for the protective peel to have such a long spell, and the other party must have applied an illusion to himself in the previous wave of overwhelming spells!

Unfortunately, the dark elf mage didn't have time to react, and a fireball the size of a table came towards his face......

......With a deafening sound, the roof of the living room of the entire room was overturned by the violent explosion, and the dark elf mage who was at the center of the explosion had not left even a single intact body part......

The huge explosion affected the battle of the other four people, and the female dark elf priest had been suppressing Mavi's movements from a distance with the length of her weapon, once Mavi was close enough to be within 5 meters of herself. The female dark elf will cast a magic spell to force the watcher back and reopen the distance.

That's the most annoying point of the Battle Priest. They can cast spells in armor like Arcane Knights, and they also have a lot of martial arts, and when combined with near-range attacks, the effect is not ordinary.

Unfortunately, almost every Spider God Queen's priest is a Battle Priest......

However, at the moment when the explosion suddenly came, the smoke and dust instantly obscured the sight of the female dark elf, and the female priest did not dare to slack off. Immediately activated a magical item she wore on her bracers, and a pale yellow curtain of light stretched out of her body, blocking all the debris from view.

"You're dead......" Just as the female dark elf wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind her, and the female priest looked back. She saw a flash of snow-white light flash from her field of vision, and then she didn't feel it anymore.

In the final battle, Acoste and Royt stood opposite each other, each with dozens of shallow wounds on their vital parts. As you can imagine, if one of those wounds is a little deeper, maybe one of them will fall......

"You are very powerful, I underestimated you." Royt still had a smile on his face, he obviously knew the moment his partner died, "Let's play here today, I hope I can run into you again in the future, and then let me kill you funny half-goblin when the time comes!" “

The Dark Elf Assassin took a slight half step back, the lower half of his body already melting into the darkness, and it was clear that Rohat was preparing to retreat.

He is not a fool, and he can't go head-to-head with the three upcoming enemies on his own. And the dark elf race is one of the races in the Faren Continent that cherish life the most, as long as there is the slightest hope of survival, they will not give up, let alone let them fight to the death with strong enemies.

"I ...... Did you say let you go? Acoster looked at Royt in a low voice, clutching the Frost Grief and the Ashbringer in his hands.

"Oh! Then I'm going to see how you stay........." The Dark Elf Assassin was a little amused when he heard the words of the Half-Elf Sword Master, he was a high-level assassin, he was always said to leave, and even the mage couldn't keep him.

But he couldn't go on with what he said.

Because in his eyes, Yacoste, who was originally dozens of meters away from him, suddenly disappeared, and a long sword with flames tore his chest.

A path paved with orange sparks connected himself and the half-elf where he had stood, and it looked brilliant.

"You...... You can't ......."

The Half-Elf Swordmaster slowly pulled the Ash Bringer out of Royt's chest, and the scorching flames had already burned all the organs in the Dark Elf Assassin's body...... (To be continued.) )