"Ahhh

In the evening, terrible screams rang out from time to time in all corners of the Misty Mountains.

A 12-meter-long giant Allosaurus easily hunted down a Phantom Goddess devotee dressed in tattered white robes under the command of a rider. The long tail of the Allosaurus wagged excitedly like a dog's tail. The massive head opens its massive jaws, revealing serrated teeth that are as sharp as knives.

Without even chewing it, the female believer was swallowed whole, and a human figure could be clearly seen passing through its S-shaped "bulldog"-like neck.

The rider laughed: "Weak! It's too weak! The followers of the Phantom Goddess will also play with illusions, and they are not as good as the villagers in real fighting. ”

He noticed that the 'teammate' next to him didn't pay much attention to him, and he was not annoyed. In his mind, the Shadow Thieves were just a bunch of humanoid hounds.

The rider looked at the Allosaurus with a mesmerized eye. It has a large body, powerful hind limbs, clawed feet, and short, strong forelimbs with three toes. At the end of the toe are terrifying claws. It has bony ridges and bulges on the top of its head, and its jaw is so powerful and powerful.

"Beautiful! So beautiful! Such creatures are the work of the Creator! ”

The Shadow Thief glanced at the rider in disgust, but he didn't have the desire to speak. If he had a choice, he wouldn't want to stay around this stinky guy for a second longer, but the thought of not staying by these dinosaur riders to serve the ogre army three hundred meters away made the Shadow Thief feel a pang of despair and pain.

Ogre's sheer size doomed them to be poor at tracking and searching.

The thought of a companion who had led the way for the ogre had died simply because the ogre was hungry for it, the Shadow Thief felt a pang of anger and resentment.

If you have to choose one of the two demons to serve, you can only choose the one that is not so bad.

The only good news is that after breaching the Phantasm's greatest shrine, their master, the great murder god Shirek, appears to be delighted.

Somehow, Ciric's mood turned bad again.

According to the low-ranking priest, it seems that another twelve priests were killed by the Phantom Goddess last night. The twelve priests became the ten priests.

That was a big win.

This Shadow Thief suddenly felt a little ridiculous, when was it the turn of the priest, the god of murder, who was famous for murder, to be murdered in turn? O weeping, the name of the king of the dark sun and lies!

Suddenly, there was a strange sound in the sky.

A large dark cloud rose from the sky in the distance, and when I looked up, I could see that dense steel arrows and armor-piercing arrows were attacking the dinosaur cavalry regiment and the ogre army at high speed.

The attackers did not react.

"Damn*, it's an illusion again!" Whether it's a rider or a Shadow Thief, they've seen too much of it in the days they've besieged the Phantom Sanctuary.

From sudden volcanic eruptions, to tornadoes, to tsunamis...... Except for a few illusions used to disguise traps, which are actually lethal, most of them are false alarms.

This force is already a little numb.

At first, the team was quite panicked when they saw these visions. It's a lot of visible, and that's the same thing. Those who were really killed could be called unlucky.

The poor attack power of the Phantom Goddess believers makes most of these illusions scare people.

So when this rain of arrows came, few people really reacted, and they didn't even hide. Guys who hide in embarrassment often become the laughing stock of everyone.

However, they immediately paid for their indiscretion.

"Ahhh

"! It is genuine! ”

"My legs! My leg! ”

Razor-sharp steel arrows easily sliced through the thin leather armor of the Shadow Thieves and riders, bringing death to these rash men.

One quarter of an hour it was a pleasant and relaxing game of hunting, but the next moment it turned into a hellish Shura field.

Not only humans, but even these subspecies of dinosaurs have been hit hard. The steel arrows that fell rapidly from the highest point in the sky shot down with incomparably powerful kinetic energy, and even the thick skin of the wurm could not resist it. If it weren't for the limited length of the arrows, I'm afraid that many large wurms would have been fatally wounded.

Even so, at least a third of the team's light wurms lost their combat capabilities.

The ogre team, a few hundred meters away, suffered a different blow.

Tracking Arrows!

Arrows of this type of spell can go around the corners and hit enemies even if they are blocked by obstacles!

The ogres, who also became nervously numb in the serial illusions, also paid the price. Their cost was even greater, as more than thirty adult ogres were killed by homing arrows at the same time as vital points such as eyes and throats.

Rain of arrows and tracking arrows!

If this force could not even distinguish the tricks of the old adversary, then they would not have survived to this day.

"It's the Tempest Arrows! Concentrated! All concentrated! The leader of the team shouted.

"Bastard! We all said that we had left the territory of Mullan City permanently, what are they chasing after them for? "All the Syric cultists are cursing this elite army from Mullan City.

The Tempest Arrows are an all-color half-elf group of archers. To join this elite legion, at least you have to be a bronze archer. In fact, it turns out that the standard for full membership is at least the silver rank. It was only in the long-term battle with the monster army of Ciric that the attrition was too great, and the entry criteria were lowered.

Even this did not detract from the prestige of the Tempest Arrows.

The only thing that restricts the Tempest Arrow Regiment is the number of people, and the 120-man archer group is too few for Ciric's huge monster army.

Three rounds of rapid fire caused more than fifty people and more than twenty wurms to fall forever. But more of the Shirek cultists began to gather under the command of the leader, and this level of loss was not a loss for a team of more than two thousand men.

Against the shooter regiment, a dense defensive formation is always the best way to reduce losses.

"Cut!" On the hillside, Randall, the leader of the Tempest Demon Sword Regiment, spat angrily.

Beside Randall, a mysterious man covered in a black robe reminded him, "Captain Randall, it's time to withdraw." Only the long, pointed, airborne ears revealed his half-elf status.

"Three more rounds! It's also good to kill a few more mongrels. "Randall's eyes are redder than a rabbit. The hatred accumulated over the years made him a little reluctant to see such an ideal shooting platform in front of him.

On the mountainside, more than sixty meters from the valley, there was a layer of fog nearby that covered them. The view of the target area is clearly visible, and the absence of wind makes harvesting human heads more pleasant than hunting.

"Don't force me to command you in the name of the Red Knight, Captain Randall." The voice was in a consultative tone, and anyone could hear the indisputability in his tone.

"Good!" Randall is not the kind of person who gets dizzy easily, otherwise this agile-based team would have been wiped out hundreds of times.

With a whistle, the half-elf archers who had been standing along the mountainside sped away.

"Please come this way, I have prepared a special table for you to watch the battle."

Looking at the half-elf kid leading the way in front of him, Randall was a little unhappy. They suddenly received an order from the city lord in the morning, and they didn't even eat lunch, so they ran more than a hundred kilometers to come, and they were about to run after shooting three rounds of arrows. Who can stand this bird anger.

If it weren't for the fact that this kid had the Red Knight's token in his hand, Randall would have definitely slapped him a few times even if he obeyed the order.

Glancing back at Randall, Raven smiled, "It's not fun enough, is it?" Don't worry, I'll let you in again when the opportunity is right. Now please bear with me for half an hour. ”

Randall couldn't get used to Raven's mysterious face, and he didn't give him a good face, so he snorted and answered.

Raven took the Tempest Arrows to a small S-shaped rift that couldn't be seen from the outside and looked into the distance.

According to Leila, the group of guys is almost there.

Three kilometers above the canyon, Duke Darsnier, dressed in military uniform, was flying fast on an 8-meter-long old white dragon.

It is not for nothing that the white dragon is called the weak scum of the five-colored evil dragons.

The white dragon is the smallest and least intelligent of the dragon creatures; Most white dragons are just beast-like predators. Their expressions reveal that they are fierce but simple-minded, not as shrewd as their powerful counterparts.

In a way, the white dragon has become synonymous with the low IQ of dragons.

Of course, this also facilitates the domestication of it by humans.

The only problem is that the adult white dragon is only four meters long, and it is too big to match it with a tall knight. Without a knight, these guys are messing around again.

So the once desperate Duke Dasnier considered equipping him with a halfling rider. However, considering the urine nature of the halfling, I still gave up.

Along the way, Duke Darsnier took out Moorn's head more than once, and once he saw it, his heart was secretly refreshed. At first, Duke Darsnier couldn't believe it, until the mysterious messenger took out Moorn's head.

It's a pity that Morn's soul has been taken away by a god, otherwise with this head, Duke Dasnir would have been able to please his supreme god Bane.

Of course, slashing a lively High Priest of Shirek alive will give Bane more favor. Duke Darsnier still vividly remembers how his White Dragon Knights, who are famous in all the worlds, came to be. It was the oracle that he had perfected for Bane, and Bane had rewarded him.

Without Bane, he would still be a down-and-out little baron without a fief.

Suddenly, he found his target, the size of the ogre and wurm was so large that he could easily distinguish it from a kilometer away!

Right! This is the monster army directly under Shirek in the intelligence!

"Haha! I don't know who is so nice to help me bring all the enemies together! Duke Darsnier screamed in surprise.

As a dragon knight who is good at washing the floor, oh no, attacking the ground, there is nothing more disturbing than the situation where enemies are running all over the hill and everywhere. Only the kind of enemy who gathers together but has no anti-air ability is the best enemy!

The Duke raised the long dragon lance and shook it a few times in the void, and all the dragon knights understood.

Dive Attack!

Begin!

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