After using the Otherworldly Exile, Eregar did not stop her movements in the slightest, and the wealth of the White Tower Wizard was not extraordinarily extraordinary, and she quickly tore apart another white scroll.

"[Toxin neutralization]." When Duran saw the special rune sigil representing the god of the forest wafting out of the scroll, he knew that Ironhide should be fine. The fluctuation range of the level of this spell in the toxin neutralization is relatively large, but with the handwriting of Eregal, this scroll is not too low-level.

"Eregha, Ironhide will trouble you." Duran shouted, and at this moment, Erega gave the painful ogre a [sleep spell] to calm him down for a while.

Duran and Simodo glanced at each other, and the two took a step forward side by side.

"It's the witch." Drew narrowed his eyes and waved his hand, and the members of the Lord's Guard behind him immediately swarmed him. However, this place is too narrow after all, and they don't dare to get too close, but they are divided into three rows, and they still keep a certain distance from each other, but if something is wrong, they can also support each other.

"Simodo, I'll leave those miscellaneous soldiers to you." Duran commanded without question, "Eregal, we need your spell support. ”

"No problem." The full state of Eregar is simply a super humanoid turret, and the wizard of the White Tower is proficient in plastic magic, and the cutting ray is sudden, except for the tattooed Drew, the rest of the Lord's Guard members can't resist the terrifying and strange cutting power - the only thing that is lucky is that the weapon is cut, and the unlucky guy has directly cut off half of his ear.

Eregar directly gave up the high-level spells that he had carefully studied and chose the fast and fierce low-level spells, Cutting Ray, Frost Rain, and of course, the beloved Fireball Technique. The disadvantage of these spells is that they don't have a large attack range and can be easily dodged by agile opponents. But in the current environment, the members of the lord's guard can't say anything, they are equivalent to being caught in a dead place where they can't advance or retreat, enjoying the terrifying baptism of the wizard spell of the White Tower.

"Captain......" The team exclaimed, and Drew immediately sensed that something was wrong. He glanced at Simodo, who was stuck in front of Eregia, and knew that without the help of the Burst Toad, he might not be able to defeat him for the time being, and it would not be long before these team members who had no magic resistance could die against the cutting rays.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "You go back first!" ”

With the protection of the power of the tattoo, he is not afraid of these low-level spells of Erijia for the time being, and the cutting ray slashes at him, at most making a small wave.

Without the help of his subordinates, would he still be afraid of a group of rabble?

As long as the sorceress is captured alive, the wealth of the future will be inexhaustible. Drew shouted, holding a long sword, as if using a certain skill, the whole person suddenly rushed towards Simodo's body with great might.

Duran stepped forward, his sword striking Drew's armpit at a tricky angle. Who knew that the other party was so confident that he actually relied on the powerful Tattoo Light to make no defense against Duran's attack at all!

In Drew's eyes, Duran's strength is not at all on the table, as long as he kills Simodo and captures the White Tower Wizard, this rabble will definitely be defeated.

"Undefended? It's too much! Duran was overjoyed and immediately mobilized the [terrible xx] suit surname.

[Terrifying Strength: Your power is doubled for ten minutes after using Terrifying Strength]

Duran's strength was originally relatively weak among the warriors of the Silver Realm, after all, his agility and perception were very high, and his wisdom and will were also outstanding, so his physique and strength would be relatively weak. But no matter how weak the strength is, it is also a silver-rank swordsman, and after doubling, its strength is almost catching up with a gold-rank swordsman!

In an instant, Drew suddenly felt that something was wrong, and there seemed to be some more threat on Duran's sword.

It's just that in a hurry, he didn't have time to change his moves, so he could only change his offensive posture slightly.

The strength of the Golden Swordsman is indeed unimaginable, Drew resisted Duran's threat and Eregal's two low-level spells, and actually rushed directly in front of Simodo, and slashed down with a sword - this sword obviously contains the energy of Drudo's ten, and with Simodo's natural talent, he can't resist it!

"Click!" The mercenary man took two or three steps back in disbelief, although the giant sword in his hand successfully resisted Drew's terrifying killing move for him, but his wrist was actually broken by the impact of this force!

The giant sword fell to the ground with a bang, and Simodo gritted his teeth, endured the sharp pain in his right hand, and immediately lifted the giant sword with his left hand.

It was at this time that Duran's attack also stabbed Drew in the ribs. The long sword was like a silent poisonous snake, and the power of the golden rank could not resist this unpretentious direct stab. Drew's leather armor itself was not a good piece of equipment, and it didn't have much defensive effect at all, and Duran's long sword pierced into Drew's lower waist at once.

Blood splattered, and Drew watched in disbelief, and he jerked his left hand to grasp Duran's longsword - but the latter was at the peak of his double power at this time, where could Drew be allowed to take away his weapon?

With one step, Duran pulled out the long sword violently, and its speed was so fast that even Duran himself couldn't believe it. A large amount of blood shot out, and Drew's left hand was cut by Duran's counterattack as he tried to grab the sword.

"Bastard!" Drew scolded, he hadn't even tasted hurt in a long time since he became a Golden Swordsman. It's unbelievable that this little imp with low strength in front of him can actually hurt himself.

At this moment, Eregal's spell beckoned again, and the power of the tattoo was suddenly a little unstable after Duran broke through a small hole. Drew hesitated slightly, the enemy was even more tricky than he imagined, although the mercenary man had obviously been drastically reduced by his own combat effectiveness, but if he continued to entangle with them here......

Duran wouldn't give Drew time to think calmly, and besides, even if Drew wanted to escape, Durán would never allow it.

With double his strength, he only felt that he had endless energy, and the half-year training in the thief training base also had significant results, his feet were neat, his attacks were sharp, and he rushed down in a few rounds, although he didn't hurt Drew, but he actually forced the opponent to retreat again and again.

"Captain!" The people who retreated beyond the range of Eregal suddenly became a little anxious, in their eyes, Drew was almost invincible, who knew that the situation in front of him was actually a little unfavorable for him.

They wanted to rush in and fight alongside Drew, but they were afraid of Eregal's ferocious spell attacks, so they could only stand in place for a while, and no one dared to rush in.

"What's wrong with you?" Only Chiri, who had just joined the lord's guard, frowned and said in surprise, "We should find a way to rescue the captain." ”

The rest of the people laughed bitterly and were silent. Although they have undergone a certain amount of training, they are very different from the real army. It is easy to let them do some work to oppress the people, and when they really face some tricky enemies, they will immediately be intimidated. In the entire Lord Guard, there are actually only one or two people who can really be regarded as strong opponents.

Chili glanced at the others coldly and greeted, "If you don't go, I'll go." White spots, we're on! ”

With that, he carefully took out a cloak from behind his back and put it over his body, and rushed in again with the little timberwolf.

"Is there anyone in the Lord's Guard who can domesticate timberwolves?" Duran watched in amazement as Chili walked over quickly, apparently trying to support Drew on his own initiative. Timberwolves are more difficult to tame than mountain wolves or steppe wolves, and are almost impossible for humans - unless they are druids or rangers. It's rare to hear of a druid haunt in the south, could it be a disciple of a forest ranger?

It's just that how could the Ranger disciple have anything to do with the Lord Guard?

Duran didn't have time to think, so he could only signal Eregar to use a spell to slow down the stunned young man's progress, but he himself was completely prepared.

"The gold-rank monsters have killed a lot, but this is the first time that the Golden Swordsman has killed!" Duran grabbed a sword with some excitement, Drew was injured in the ribs, bleeding profusely, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and it could be said that it was the best time to kill him at this time.

Thinking about this, Duran no longer hesitated, he suddenly snorted softly, and the posture of holding the sword became extremely strange, and in an instant, the long sword was actually thrown by him!

Drew didn't dare to be careless, the force of such a close throw was still very strong, and he immediately blocked it with his horizontal sword - at this moment, Duran had disappeared from the spot.

Flashing!

Duran's figure appeared behind Drew, but instead of attacking Drew, he used another skill, the Dark Cloak!

Puff, puff, and countless dark clouds of smoke suddenly filled the surrounding space.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the day of murder and arson. The pitch black was just right for Duran's high senses, and a cold dagger slipped down his sleeve - the moment Drew stepped into the valley, Duran decided never to let the golden swordsman leave the place alive.

(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone!) I don't have any recommendations lately, so I have to be less, and I'll forgive me)

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