"Ilte, why did you get out? What about Sbreth? ”

Keos asked with concern when he saw Ilt come out of the inner law room.

"Well, I can't die. Master, this favor is counted on your head. ”

Ilte's face was a little pale, but his mouth was still stubborn.

"What can't be dead! You have to make sure he's okay! Of course! This favor has been written down for the teacher! ”

Ilt smiled and stopped talking, apparently healing and activating spells had consumed a lot of his mana.

But the battle situation on the port side is still deadlocked, Caios is good at close combat, at the moment there is a vast sea around him, he can't play for the time being, but Serren holds a strong bow, and he has changed his previous sick appearance, every arrow is not missing, and the combination of the ice arrow of the Song of Songs, it is like a tiger with wings, exerting great power.

"Master, saving your friend consumes a lot of mana from me, and the princess can't leave Alan alone, I must complete the task assigned by Captain Lar. So, I'll go back to the princess's cabin first, and I'll leave it to you for safekeeping. ”

Ilt handed the Teleportation Charm to Caios and left in a hurry.

"This kid"

Caios looked at the charm in his hand, and couldn't help but have a new understanding of Ilte in his heart. Because just before and during training, Caios always believed that Ilt was like a proud child, with extraordinary talent, but easy to pamper and pride. But now that he had stepped up to the aid of Sbreth at a critical moment, and had also given himself such a useful spell at a critical moment, it seemed that he was not what he seemed to be.

"Archmage of the Song of Solomon! How to use this rune paper? ”

Caios leaned on the railing of the ship and shouted loudly to the Song of Solomon on the icicle in the distance. Song of Solomon put up a water shield in front of him, and glanced back,

"Brother Kaios, this is a spell that can only be used by us to urge spells, you can't use it!"

When Caios heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

"Kai, I'm still alive!"

Behind him, Sbreth's hoarse voice sounded, and Caios turned around excitedly, and Sbraitz staggered forward and grabbed his hand holding the rune paper,

"Teleport!"

With Sbreth yelling, the space behind Caios began to distort, and in the blink of an eye, he was pushed into the distorted air by Sblaise and disappeared. When Caios came back to his senses, he was already standing on a reef a few meters away from the enemy ships, and the rune paper in his hand suddenly burst into flames, burning out in Caios's hands. Caios looked back at the Heart of Spells, it was already very far away, but Sbrath behind him was no longer there, and after being convinced that he had indeed seen the "Thorn of Thorns" just now, Caios understood that this was not an illusion, but the teleportation spell of the great archmage Aetharoth!

Before Caios could marvel, several more fireballs flew overhead, and he quickly crouched down and lay on the reef, observing the enemy's boats.

The enemy didn't seem to notice, and Caios teleported to the reef so close to them. He held his breath and stared, it was a plank boat, very rudimentary, and there were no sails. There were six people on board, one standing at the stern of the boat, wearing a cloak with his back to everyone, and the other five, like quintuplets because they were all bald, and their heads were like shoe polish, shining brightly. Each was dressed in a red mage robe, like five white melons on the offering table.

"What kind of person is this, monk?"

Caios scratched his head in bewilderment, searching his memory for clues related to it. In this hesitation, the five bald heads neatly faced each other, leaving a certain gap in the palms, and a point of light instantly appeared in their palms, floating in the air, and not long after, the points of light in the palms became larger and larger, and finally became five basketball-sized fireballs, and their palms were opposite, rubbing back and forth around the fireballs,

"Boom, boom, boom"

The five "monks" rubbed and chattered, and a few seconds later, five huge fireballs appeared in the positions they had seen earlier.

"Looks like these five bald heads are messing around!"

Not far away, Song of Solomon finally ran out, half-kneeling on the icicle, casting a spell with one hand, barely resisting another wave of attacks.

"Don't go too far!"

Song raised her hands angrily, the moment her hands were like claws, two "sea dragons" rose from the water behind her, Song changed her gesture, pointed forward with one hand, and the "sea dragons" rushed towards the boat where the five "white melons" were located.

"It seems that this is the magic that Song of Solomon has unleashed with the last of his strength. Under such a powerful attack, it seems that it is time to call it a day. ”

He also drew his longbow, and three arrows came out on the bowstring! According to common sense, under such an offensive, the boat must have been smashed to pieces and wiped out. But the reality broke the convention, seeing that the "sea dragon" opened its "bloody mouth" and was about to swallow the lonely boat, the cloaked man at the stern of the boat suddenly turned around, and with a wave of the staff in his hand, there was a clear reflection around the hull.

"That's... Enchantment? ”

After the "Sea Dragon" pounced on the boat, it was firmly blocked by the barrier, and even bounced back, and the water dragon instantly fell to the sky, stirring up a monstrous wave and pounced in the direction of the heart of the spell. As soon as Kaios saw that the big thing was not good, the "door" was suddenly opened, and Caios was bruised!

"Yaa Swift Walk! ”

He stepped on the reef and flew out, and the huge reaction force caused Caios to catch up with the huge wave in an instant.

"Thunder Fist!"

Before the person arrived, the fist arrived first, the user of the thunder fist, Kaios, made a full blow in the air "Thunder fist", in an instant, the huge wave was like a cotton cloth, torn apart by a lightning bolt in the air, divided into two huge waves, slapped to the left and right. It was like two small "sea dragons" grazing the hull of the ship from the left and right sides of the Song of Solomon into the sea, and suddenly the water splashed, and the heart of the spell shook violently.

"Orc's tail! Don't you know Lao Tzu is seasick!! ”

The ship's boom was dazzled by the ship's rocking, and even the orc-exclusive foul language came out of his mouth.

"Old Bangla, this is said by a child, you are a handful of years, your tail has been broken early, what is there to say more."

Selren, who was also soaked with seawater, apparently, the three arrows he shot did not have the desired effect. He quickly pulled out an arrow from the quiver at his waist and aimed it at a newly formed fireball in the distance.

"Whoosh" sound, another arrow.

"Grandma's, orc's tail! I scolded, what's wrong, it's really unlucky, endless!! ”

Booma lifted his hammer and leaped high, sending a fireball flying, then falling into the water, struggling to climb onto the boat, standing wet and staggering, waiting for the next wave of fireballs to come.