"Why haven't they done it yet?"

Ice Fist Teucer saw through the gap in the jungle that Gilleb and Lan Wu were facing each other from afar, and there was no real fight between life and death, and he seemed a little anxious. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info this situation is a little weird.

"Could it still be plotting with that benefactor against us?" Ismail, the Hand of Evil, smiled whimily, his face full of discare.

Ismail is confident. Demons and humans are basically mortal enemies who never die. With absolute superiority, neither humans nor demons can negotiate peace with each other. No matter how you look at that benefactor, the benefactor has reached a desperate situation, how could the Flame Finger Gilleb let go of this opportunity.

At this time, Jireb and Lan Wu moved. I saw a flash of fire on the ground, and the nine-headed sea snake broke through the ground, several heads spouting fire bullets like puffs and machine guns. In an instant, at least fifty fire bombs crisscrossed and weaved a large net towards Lan Wu.

"Look, they're getting started." Ismail smiled sheepishly, looking confident.

"Hey, hey." Ice Fist Tok laughed, appreciating the battle over there with satisfaction.

When the fire bomb hit, Lan Wu was not in a hurry, and a large net of fire bullet nets flashed out with a teleportation. As soon as he appeared, a fireball came out from the top of the giant battle staff.

It was just a fireball, and Gilleb obviously didn't take it to heart. It didn't even move a single step on its feet, it just dodged the incoming fireball on one side. For a time, the two sides came and went, and the battle was comparable. Fireballs and fireballs flew on the battlefield, but many undead skinners were injured by mistake.

"Stupid fellow, why don't you let those undead skinners pester him." Ismail smiled contemptuously, very disdainful.

If it were him, relying on the number of immortal skinners, he would not leave a place for the charismatic to settle at all. But what does it matter? The longer it dragged on, the worse the depletion of that benefactor and Gilleb became. When the time comes, going out and picking peaches will become more relaxing.

Sneaking a glance at the excited Ice Fist Teucer, a faint sneer inadvertently hung on the corner of Ismail's mouth. Get rid of Gilleb, stupid fellow, and it's your turn. There are only four demon kings, and one more competitor will be less certain. You'd better all die. Only Ismail, the great hand of evil, is worthy to ascend to the throne of the Demon King.

Ismael's calculations were thorough. Ice Boxing Teck is simple-minded and has only brute strength. It's just right to pull it together to deal with the Finger of Flames, Gilleb. When he got rid of the troubled Gilleb, it was even easier to wait for the opportunity to calculate this stupid bull.

Before I knew it, more than half an hour had passed. The battlefield became a mess. The fire bombs spewed out by the nine-headed sea serpent summoned by Gilleb were quite powerful. When a fire bomb goes down, a large crater with a diameter of more than one meter immediately appears in the ground. And the fireball sent by Lan Wu was equally powerful.

With the addition of a level 35 fireball and a level 35 fireball and meteorite bonuses, the damage has reached a fairly high level. When a fireball goes down, a deep crater with a diameter of more than three meters immediately appears on the ground, comparable to a large-caliber grenade.

The battlefield became potholed, but it did not create the slightest trouble for both sides. Gilleb is an experienced man who can dodge an incoming fireball in just a few steps. Lan Wu, on the other hand, relied on the teleportation of up to level thirty-five, and he seemed to be even more at ease, and he never even took a step on his feet, flickering on the battlefield like a ghost. stealing the air and smashing out a meteorite, by the way, harvesting a vote of demonic energy.

"Ismail, I feel like something is wrong." Ice Fist Teucer scratched his head, looking confused. After watching the battle for so long, it admits that the benefactor was indeed slippery like a loach. However, Gilleb's performance seems to be very substandard. Just like that one just now.

The timing of the appearance of the nine-headed sea snake was quite good, just a few meters behind Lan Wu. But if you endure it for the time being, let the undead skinner force him to teleport and transfer, and then wait for the opportunity to summon it, it is definitely much more appropriate. Isn't the Finger of Flame still unsure of the mage's teleportation rules?

There are many similar cases. Although Ice Fist Teucer likes to use brute force to solve problems, he is after all a thousand years old, and his experience is not inferior to Ismael and Gilleb. Gilleb's performance immediately made it suspicious.

"Don't worry, it's normal." Ismail was not surprised, and smiled indifferently: "Gilleb is afraid. It may see our calculations and have to be vigilant. But it has no other choice. If this attempt to capture the Benefactor alive fails, will Diablo-sama let it go? ”

"Yes, it's all due to it." Ice Fist Tok laughed, a smug face. Fortunately, Gilleb's greed gave this great opportunity. If you continue to cooperate as before, you will inevitably be implicated if the operation fails. But now...... It feels good to have a back-up for the dead.

Before you know it, it's getting dark. After nightfall, the two sides were still fighting each other, and it was clear that they had fought a real fire. Countless fireballs and fireballs raged across the battlefield, illuminating a radius of several hundred meters as if it were daylight.

It's also a blessing that both sides are fire-based. If it is changed to another department, I am afraid that Lan Wu will suffer a secret loss in vain. Humans are inherently less adept at night than demons. The night belongs entirely to the devil.

"Let's start our plan." Gilleb couldn't hold his breath. This fight is a whole day. In nearly ten hours, at least 100,000 undead skinners died at Lan Wu's hands. This is my future team.

"Wait. Otherwise, those two souls will find out that we are acting...... I don't care, but you ......" Lan Wu continued to lobby without giving up. The seventh small amulet has been fully charged. The eighth small amulet is also about to be filled. Ten hours was not as good as the time he met Commander Riel in the first place, but it was enough to satisfy him. He couldn't wait to keep playing until the fifteen little talismans were full of demonic energy.

"They're not that smart." Gilleb was a little annoyed and angry, and even a little unscrupulous: "Ten hours of fake fighting, they can't see that we are acting for them." As long as you and I lose both, they will definitely take the bait. ”

"No, you're underestimating those two souls." Lan Wu solemnly reprimanded: "Only with sufficient foreplay will it be easier for people to fall into the trap." Wait three more ...... No, four hours, at that time they will never think that we are deliberately faking to calculate them, they will only think that I, a human being, have run out of gas, so they are determined to die and lose both of you. Think about it, if it were you, would you jump out and pick peaches now? ”

Lan Wu was kind and seductive, and he flickered vigorously. Perhaps it was his own concern, and Gilleb hesitated with suspicion. Thinking about it carefully, what Lan Wu said was very reasonable. So far, it's still comparable, if there is a sudden lose-lose, I will really hesitate, wondering if the other party is calculating himself.

"Okay, I promise you. However, it will be performed for two more hours at most. Gilleb gritted his teeth and agreed. Isn't it just two hours, and I can afford to wait.

Two hours passed quickly. Lan Wu quickly glanced at Gilebu, raised the Giant Battle Staff and teleported a few meters in front of Gilleb, sending out a meteorite.

At the same time, there was a flash of fire on the ground in front of him, and the nine-headed sea serpent suddenly broke through the ground. (To be continued.) )