There was a tremor at the end of the gray mist, and the green grass on the ground rustled.

The three white-robed mages were surprised, and their hearts were all tense. Look into the distance with worried eyes, see what is running ahead, if it is more dangerous, it will be bad.

"What the hell is ......?"

Confused, Finilete took a bead from the reserve ring and looked into the distance.

The pitch-black orbs gradually became transparent, like brilliant crystals, and the nearby mist disappeared, revealing their original appearance, and even the maggots under the decaying leaves of the woodland could be clearly distinguished. In the distance, a swarm of small white and black bugs frantically swarmed. Their eyes turned red, and their mouths were hoarse and howling wildly, as if they had encountered something mad.

"Megamaw, spider?" A question mark appeared in Finnet's heart, and once again expanded the scenery inside, and immediately saw a black-robed figure jumping around in the black tree nearby, like a monkey. Holding a long sword with a fiery red body in his hand, the faint fluctuation of his aura made him understand that it was definitely a demonic level weapon.

I'm afraid it's a little tougher than the ordinary class.

"Is that guy an opponent? It's not easy, it's estimated that I can have a demonic weapon at the same level as me, and I've entered the late first order level, but I'm also very powerful in the late first order. ”

Finnier sighed to herself as she shouted to the two white-robed mages in front of her.

"There are a large group of mawtomons and spider birds in front, it seems that the other party wants to use that group of demonic beasts to trap us here, hurry up to mid-air, and wait to get away from this group of maws and spider birds. Find another way, let me go for the time being. ”

"No problem. Let's go! ”

The two white-robed mages changed their faces slightly when they heard that there was a large group of mawtous beasts on the opposite side. After all, each mawtock was only slightly weaker than them. If there is a large group of maws, I am afraid that one bite will be able to devour them completely.

"Get down!"

"Get down!"

The two white-robed mages shouted into the sky, and Finilet took control of his mount as well.

Opposite side.

"Want to ride a flying mount? Can you sit down? Grant, who walked to the woods, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and after his eyes were slightly raised, he locked on the three black bats, and with a grip on his hand, a burst of pitch-black flames flashed, and suddenly a metal longbow appeared in his hand, and the spiritual power floating on the surface swept everywhere in all directions. And to drift into the distance.

He crouched down on a tree branch and pulled out three long arrows covered in silver and mottled with blood. In order to hold the three long arrows, Grant specially added some fine metal protective layers to the surface of the bow and his own hand.

"Whew! Shout! Shout! ”

Three long arrows turned into streamers and flew into the distance, leaving a narrow silver arc behind them.

The terrifying fluctuations of the arrow's body were like the roar of a giant beast, sweeping in all directions, and the leaves that passed by turned into fragments and fell into the air. The terrifying coercion could even be felt by Finnilet and the two white-robed mages in the distance, and they couldn't help but turn pale. Feel the fear.

"Block it, the other party wants to attack the bat!"

"Quick, a bunch of low-strength stupid people!"

Finilete hurriedly shouted, swinging her spell herself. Countless thunderbolts formed six thunder snakes and rushed towards the silver arrows.

"Smack! Syllable! ”

The lightning landed and was bounced off. White smoke rose from the ground. The stems were charred black, but unfortunately the swamp was too wet. It wasn't long before it was covered by the tide.

"How is that possible? My attack can interrupt the spell that I am casting with all my might in the middle of the first order, but it is useless. That's just an arrow. What are the abilities of ordinary arrows! Who the hell is he. ”

In the moment of Finnet's surprise, three silver arrows pierced the bat's throat, and a rain of scarlet blood fell in the air. The bat wagged its wings and felt the loss of its vitality fall off. Soon, it sank into a wooded area in the swamp.

"Oh no, the other party did it on purpose. Now there are no flying mounts, so I can only find a way to get out of here, otherwise I will be besieged by so many maw beasts, and my mana will be exhausted. Once exhausted, it's easy to deal with us. ”

Thinking of this, Finnette stepped on her toes, and the magic leather boots with the magic level themselves increased the speed to a speed comparable to that of the King of Glory Knights, and it was one and a half times the speed of ordinary mages, and just a few steps widened the gap with the two white-robed mages, and the distance between them became farther and farther away.

"Mage Finilette, don't run so fast!"

The white-robed mage casts a wind movement spell on himself, but Finilet himself has a wind shifting spell.

"Stupid guys, I'm supposed to take you on my back. I thought I was going to save you, hmph, go die. ”

Finilet didn't have the slightest idea of wanting to save it, but he felt that something was wrong, because there was a faint sound of vibration in all directions, countless maws were surging, and there were black and white maws on the ground, showing a tendency to surround them. When Finilet understood, she recited the incantation and tried to dodge with the help of the spell.

"Smack!"

Finilette's chanting is interrupted, and the nearby spatial elements are found to be chaotic. He looked gloomily at the black-robed figure in the distance, and at this moment the other party was tearing the two scrolls with a smile, causing the space here to be extremely chaotic, and it was almost impossible for Finilet to dodge away. Can only cast attack spells or defensive spells.

"Attack, kill a bloody path, escape from here!"

Finilet raised her staff and chanted incantations, countless hazy thunderclouds formed in the air, and thunderbolts fell abruptly from the center of the whirlpool. They huddled into clumps of thunderballs, surrounding the caster, hissing and lightning from time to time.

After the white-robed mage understood, he set up a few simple magic traps on the ground to find a way to delay the mawtous behind him.

Soon, the mawtoes arrived faster than expected, and to Finnett's surprise, the black-robed mages were not attacked by a large number of maws, and the group of maws seemed to be a little afraid of each other, and they all avoided rushing to their side.

"Thunder and lightning!"

"Ball of Lightning!"

"Earthen wall!"

"Spikes!"

The three of them kept strangling the surging mawtoons, their faces nervous. After all, there are more mawtomons nearby than you think. The white insect arched its body and kept spitting out white liquid, which was sprinkled on the energy shield on the surface, and a sneering white smoke sounded.

Finilet originally had a certain amount of attack power, but he had to be careful in continuous confrontations.

After swinging two methods, he had to retreat.

"Give it to me!"

The surface of Finnette's left hand was covered with a layer of mist, and the surface mist formed a giant claw to lift the white-robed mage who was still attacking, and the other hand took out a huge black tentacle worm, with two narrow tentacles, and its back was covered with dense purple eyes, blinking and blinking, like a sky full of stars. At this time, he stuffed the worm into the body of the white-robed mage and threw it into the giant mouth beast herd.

"Explode me!"

Finnette's eyes froze, and the round crystals on the staff pointed at the white-robed mage.

The mawtoon itself cheered for the corpse, but it didn't expect the mage's body to burst suddenly, opening a path of blood. A lot of blood formed dense tiny bloody eyes, crawling towards the mawit and burrowing into its body, where it continued to burst. In the blink of an eye, more than thirty were killed.

"Let's go!" Finilet didn't care much, stepped on his feet, crossed dozens of meters, and rushed straight into the distance.

His skin was pale, his eyes were slightly sunken, and his forehead was covered with sparkling water. His eyes revealed a hint of wolf's spiciness, and he casually threw a white-robed mage into the giant mouth beast herd, and Finilet did not have the slightest burden, so that the other mage next to him was stunned, and immediately did not think of avenging his companion, but quickly ran away towards the exit, for fear of being eaten if he was one step slower.

When Grant saw them fleeing, he couldn't help but sneer, and the spell he had already prepared to cast was finished.

"Swamp trapping!"

The otherwise calm ground couldn't help but hum, and the ground turned into a puddle of mud, slowly sinking down. Some of the maws had to climb up desperately, and the white-robed mage sank into one foot. Several nearby mawmouths with blue light in their eyes immediately hugged him and besieged him.

Finilet slowed down in the swamp, causing more and more of the nearby mawands to catch up with him. Originally, the mana was exhausted, but now it became like this, and Finilet had to run. Although the demonized level shoes kept him from falling in, the speed slowed down. so much so that the nearby maws caught up.

"That mage, I'll spare me with two hundred magic stones."

Finilet hurriedly stretched out her hand and shouted.

There was nothing but hissing and the wriggling of the mawtoes, but nothing else.

"Three hundred ......"

"Five hundred ......"

"Eight Hundred ......"

“……”

When Finilete was finally buried by the maw, her eyes were wide open, and she never saw anyone in front of her. Perhaps from the very beginning of the battle, there was no enemy in his eyes, it was completely a group of endless maw beasts attacking them, because they were not high-level mages, they did not have abundant mana and spiritual power, and they couldn't hold on for that long.

Minutes ......

"Get out of here!"

Grant, wearing a belt made of spear casting, stepped down. The nearby mawtous frightenedly moved out of the way, revealing a small area, where there was a corpse of a mage whose face had been eaten cleanly, and there was an eye with nerves on Sen Bai's skeleton that swayed back and forth, and after he moved a few times, he didn't move too much.

"Hey, no matter what you do, as long as you deal with me, maybe it's a mistake."

Grant shook his head, stepped on his feet, performed a dust attachment technique and adsorption technique, took off his boots and reserve ring, and after doing all this, Grant wasted no time, and immediately summoned the Flame Giant Eagle to leave here, and at the same time cut the connection with the Giant Mouth Beast.

It's just that when the connection is just cut, Grant takes a certain amount of anti-devouring damage.

The pale-faced Grant sat on the back of the Flame Giant Eagle, his eyes looking into the distance with a hint of joy and excitement, after all, this time was a complete success, using the nearby Giant Mouth Beast to deal with them. And it can save a little bit of metal and blood, which is not wasted.

"Let's go, continue to kill the desert snake man, haha, this time it's a little more enjoyable."

Grant laughed, slapped the Flame Eagle on the back, and disappeared. (To be continued.) )