Among them, Erathia has the largest number of players in the human national temple profession, including mages, priests, magic archers, crossbowmen, demon warriors, spear warriors, knights, paladins, and musketeers, and these players who believe in the human god Tamomus have become the mainstream of the Angel Alliance.

Warlocks are naturally indispensable in the flow of people, after all, Bracada is a country of warlocks, and the number of warlocks on the road is not a few, accounting for about 20%, while mechanical alchemists are only about 1%, without exception, they all brought a mechanical puppet. However, there are more mechanical ghosts, and there are fewer mechanical gargoyles that can be brought with them, and only two or three gargoyles have been seen along the way.

Looking at these mechanical imps and mechanical gargoyles who were jumping around and doing all kinds of funny actions, Xiao Ling was full of envy and jealousy, there are too many rich people in this world!

They were either small groups of six or seven people, or large groups of forty or fifty people, and they marched mightily in the direction of the small town of Phillipland.

On the highest lookout tower of Eddings behind him, a majestic and loud horn sounded, endlessly, stirring under the universe for a long time. Hax, the greatest doomer of the House of Elders, prayed for the players on their way to the front lines, chanting intricate incantations in a deep voice, praying: "Warriors, the true god Tershid is protecting you, for the glory of the true God, for the glory of the king, guard Edins, guard Bracada, may the true god Tershid be with you." ”

Looking at these players who were rubbing shoulders and preparing to go to the front line to kill the enemy, Xiao Ling's chest suddenly surged with a surging passion, and a faint strange feeling slowly rose in his heart, and unconsciously, this kind of national glory actually seeped into the bone marrow and affected every player, including Xiao Ling.

Upon entering a two-kilometer radius of Philyland Town, players on the road began to disperse and outflank Philyland Town.

Xiao Ling tried to go around as far as possible, preparing to bypass the small town of Phillipland.

Honk! The majestic horn reverberates throughout Bracada, a battle horn that is agitated and impactful, making the blood boil and the war drums thundering, and the players launch an assault on the small town of Philylland.

System: The Blackfire Squad defeats the incoming enemy and captures the No. 3 Towers in the town of Philyland.

System: Darkfire Squad defeats the incoming enemy and captures the main entrance of Philylance Town.

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The prompt sound of the system kept ringing, and there was already a fight in the small town of Phillipland, it is said that the dark fire and the black fire are subordinate branches of the temple fire guild, and they are worthy of being the largest guild in the Angel Alliance, and the quality of the subordinates is different.

Although Xiao Ling was very curious about the battle situation, for the sake of safety, Xiao Ling still hid far away, after all, if he ran into a player of the Evil Alliance, Xiao Ling was dead or alive.

Xiao Ling walked to the hillside in the distance of Philyland, this hillside is full of slender trees three or four meters high, the branches and leaves are not luxuriant, standing on a raised rock, you can vaguely see the situation in the direction of Philylands, swords and swords, all kinds of brilliant martial arts, gorgeous magic complement each other, brilliant and blurry.

Xiao Ling could even imagine how fierce the battle was, and her heart couldn't help but surge with blood. Thinking about his current level, which is only level eight, there is absolutely no way to participate in this kind of battle, and he can't help but be frustrated.

Work your way up the ranks! Xiao Ling secretly made up her mind, after the level was high, she must enjoy the thrill of this incisive battle.

No longer looking at the battle situation in the direction of Philyland, Xiao Ling walked towards the Rhys Valley in the distance. The Rose Valley is full of flowers, and the scenery like a fairyland on earth attracted Xiao Ling.

From time to time, a palm-sized life spirit danced its transparent wings behind it, spreading green fluorescent light, decorating the entire Ris Valley with great beauty. These life elves have been blessed by Alice, the goddess of life, not to participate in any battles, no living creature is allowed to attack them, and in the continent of Enzes, life elves are a symbol of peace.

Xiao Ling looked at the lovely elves flying in the sky, and was amazed, there is no more beautiful creature in the world than the life elves.

Several sounds of fighting were heard, shattering the silence. Could it be that there are people fighting here too?

A dazzling light lit up dozens of meters away from Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling hesitated for a moment, slowly walked over there, stopped in a dense jungle place, and looked at the clearing over there.

Charge!

Flurry!

This is a barbarian berserker, wearing a heavy silver chain armor with a beautiful design, and the sharp barbs on the armor highlight the extraordinary nature of this armor. Flashing with a silvery white and mysterious light, it can be seen that a large amount of Mithril metal has been added to this set of armor, and the anti-demon surname should be good.

The barbarian berserker is nearly two meters tall, with a stout body, and his whole body is full of bulging muscles, even under the cover of chains, it looks very terrifying, wearing a silver-white horned helmet on his head to protect his head well, and holding a white two-handed sword with a width of more than five fingers in each hand, he launched a charge against a team of unholy alliances composed of berserkers, death knights, and necromancers.

Just like the gladiators of ancient Rome, although they were only one person, the barbarian berserker was fearless, and the great sword in his hand swung a silver light, dazzling and dazzling, and the great sword in his hand rushed like thunder to the three people.

"Little cubs, come and die!" The big sword in the hand of the barbarian berserker opened and closed, and the fierce attack shocked the three unholy alliance players, the barbarian berserker deserved to be the main battle tank on the battlefield, and the impact that could burst out was extremely terrifying.

But can a barbarian berserker in his forties beat three masters of the same level? Could this barbarian berserker be a little too reckless, seeing that there are three people on the other side, instead of running away, he will meet him, which is also a little too strange. That barbarian berserker can't be stupid, Xiao Ling thought.

The players of the three Evil Alliances are also masters in their forties, and their strength is not weak, so they naturally will not be scared so easily.

Death ritual!

The black staff in the necromancer's hand drew a trajectory in the air, the ground suddenly changed, and white bony hands stretched out from the ground, and more than a dozen skeletons climbed up on the ground, blocking the front of the barbarian warriors.

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