"Sure enough, I still love the elements."

A thunderbolt of lightning and a fireball spell killed a pair of Pegasus knights with a wave of his hand, and Moriarty couldn't help but exhale softly.

As a priest in the bones, someone loves magic after all. Especially with the magic aura and the elemental realm, more and more low-level spells can be instantaneous, how can the word "cool"!?

Next, without the air raid of the elven knights, the two-sword rangers who had just surrounded them were slaughtered by Moriarty again. Moments later, nearly ten elven warriors were slaughtered en masse, and a huge chaotic cloud was formed, disrupting the flow of mist throughout the street.

"Try to get out as much as you can."

Taking advantage of the small gap that had just been killed, Moriarty quickly glanced left and right, and suddenly spread the flame wings behind him, trying to break through from the air.

However, just as he vibrated his wings and was about to lift himself off the ground, suddenly an invisible pressure came down under the hood and pressed Moriarty back to the ground, and he could not rise again after that.

At the same time, as if stimulated by the igniting black flames, a large area of the surrounding area, a massive white mist rushed from the streets in the direction of Moriarty like a bloody shark. In the blink of an eye, the clouds fluctuated like angry waves, and a new white mist elf quickly prototyped out, directly filling the entire street.

And unlike the previous "stragglers", these new elves are not only numerous, but also have a wide variety of class types: not only the Twin Sword Ranger, the Pegasus Knight, but also the Harp Archer with leaf rings and a harp bow in his hand, and the Specialized Defender wearing heavy armor and holding a round shield.

But the most surprising thing was that all the white mist elves were standing in an orderly and angular position, forming a strict battle formation, and there was even a battlefield aura that penetrated directly from the formation, shocking the surroundings invisibly.

"Army?!"

I saw the sudden appearance of the hundred-man army array. Moriarty's gaze was cold, and his expression became more solemn than ever.

It's not that he's just scared of the battle.

If it is really pushed over with domain-level strength, no matter what kind of military formation it is, it will be broken with one blow like a hot knife cutting butter, unless there is an extreme powerhouse of the same rank in the opponent's formation.

However, if you can't use the power of the realm or can't use it, then only rely on personal martial arts or low-level magic. It will be difficult to compete with a tightly organized military formation. You must know that according to the rules of the world, the army is the strongest killing machine, and it is the most efficient defense system that can be condensed by mortals or low-end forces. Even if it is a high-level professional, he can easily defeat the chaotic 100-man stragglers, but when facing a well-trained squadron cluster, he will still be touched, and he may not dare to attack at will.

And now, Moriarty is in an eerie ancient ruins. There is a remnant of the power of the moon god shrouded in a qiē, and many xenomorph powers are better to be used sparingly to avoid too much stimulation of the local prohibition. Otherwise, just like the Black Flame Wings just now, it will attract a huge counterattack from the ruins, which is really unexpected and outweighs the losses.

Quickly, the elven battle array was formed, and there was a faint mountain shouting and floating, and it began to slowly press towards the target. There is a sense of oppression at the top of the mountain.

Seeing this, Moriarty only sneered after all. Then with a touch of the blade, he rushed to kill.

In any case, trying the strength of the elven army array in front of you can be regarded as an alternative "archaeology".

Sure enough, unlike the previous stragglers, when they saw the enemy on the opposite side taking the initiative to bully them, the military formations that were advancing in the opposite direction immediately stopped together.

Meantime. The specialized defenders in the first row stepped forward, their round shields raised horizontally, and at the same time they moved closer to each other, immediately forming an iron wall with strong barriers.

And in the wings. Five pairs of Pegasus knights also rose into the air en masse, outflanking Moriarty from the left and right sides.

There are also a large number of Twin Sword Ranger standing behind the specialized defenders, ready to fill the possible gap or surround the attacking enemy with sheer numerical superiority.

However, it was the elven archers at the back of the formation who really made Moriarty feel stressed and dangerous.

According to historical records, the reason why the elves were able to dominate the Antagriqi continent was because of their superb magical civilization and unparalleled archery skills in the world. In particular, the elite shooters of this race are the killing gods on the battlefield and have extremely high killing efficiency.

Sure enough, just as the various arms in front of them were splitting up to meet the enemy, I saw that the harp shooters in the back had lined up in a neat line, and in an instant they took their bows and opened arrows.

Then, a faint sound of "humming" was heard, and more than twenty air arrows had collectively erupted, enveloping all the qiē within a five-meter radius centered on Moriarty. And the sharpness of these air arrows is even greater than those real crossbow arrows that use copper and iron as arrows.

This is the archery of the army!

It not only requires the accuracy of the shooter itself, but also emphasizes the perfect coordination and saturation of the collective attack.

Just like in front of you, some arrows are aimed at the target itself, while others are deliberately "shot crooked" to block the space that the opponent may be able to move around. If it is really an ordinary person, under such a dense shooting, I am afraid that he will not be able to survive even one round, at least he will be injured.

Moreover, many of the harp shooters in this battle array have the skill of "continuous shooting". When the first arrow left the string, the second air arrow was already full again, and in the blink of an eye, lightning shot out, making a second round of uninterrupted attacks on the target in front.

In the face of the torrential rain and the pouring of arrows, Moriarty did not slow down and continued to move straight.

At the same time, he saw the elemental rainbow pillars around him shining rapidly: "Wind Breath", "Petrified Skin", "Magic Shield", and "Bloodthirsty Spell", four successive first-level spells came out in succession, sprinkling brilliant magical brilliance, directly illuminating the entire block in the night.

Then, in the face of the dense arrows that were approaching in an instant, Moriarty also did not make a big evasion. Instead, it just aims at the limited space between the arrows, and uses highly accelerated movements to distort the angle of the body, avoid the vital point, and roll sideways. As for those attacks that are really unavoidable, they can be directly picked up with a magic sword or rely on the power of "petrified skins" and "magic shields" to block them.

In this way, in just half a second, it really made Moriarty fight a way out of the originally seemingly desperate way and pass directly through the rain of arrows.

As a price, the "Petrified Skin" and "Magic Shield" that had just been blessed had already been exhausted and scattered after resisting a limited number of air arrows.

However, when the elemental rainbow blink again, the new magic is replenished.

At this time, Moriarty also jumped up directly, volleyed past the outermost line of specialized defenders, and smashed into the elves' main formation.

Seeing this, the elf formation behind the shield wall did not have any panic. It was only when the enemy fell, and more than a squadron of dual-sword rangers rushed around, trying to drown the invading target at the first time.

However, no one would have thought that when Moriarty was in such a besieged environment, it would be much easier and safer than the group of shots that had just faced the harp shooter. Because even if the surrounding elven warriors seem to be dense, because of the limited space, the ones who can really kill Moriarty are only below a dozen. And with the high-level martial arts of the high-level combat class and the high speed of the "Breath of the Wind", he can calmly deal with it. Even, because of the many dual-sword rangers as a shield, the elven archers behind could not open their bows wantonly, and had to be dumbfounded.

Taking advantage of this excellent fighter, Moriarty immediately struck hard, while constantly holding his sword to kill in the elven group, constantly disrupting the originally tight battle formation, and at the same time continuously shooting fireball techniques to cover and bombard the group of harp shooters at the rear end.

In just one minute, the swarming dual-sword rangers didn't die much, but the elven shooters on the other side had already lost most of them.

I have to say that the fireball technique is indeed a good weapon to break the dense array. Whether it is the shock wave of the explosion or the wanton splashing of fire, it is a group of holy products, enough to set off a devastating blow in a small area.

In another moment, the harp shooters in the elven army were almost completely wiped out. And all the while, except for the first wave of shooting opportunities, after that, these elven archers never had a chance to shoot an air arrow.

And after solving the most threatening harp shooter, Moriarty's offensive calmed down, and at the same time, he didn't spare his hands on the heavy double-sword rangers around him, and began to kill wantonly.

After another five minutes, the Specialized Defenders, Dual Sword Rangers, and Pegasus Knights were killed one after another by Moriarty's sword slash or magic attack.

In the end, when the last fleeing silverwing pegasus was shot down by Moriarty from behind with two consecutive "magic arrows", the entire elven hundred-man battle formation was completely wiped out.

For a moment, as if the tide was receding, the billowing mist churned away from the area, temporarily revealing a clear world.

"The military array is really a big killer... Although it is still victorious, the combat consumption has increased several times... Not to mention the hardships and dangers in the process..."

Standing on the hazy street, looking at the boiling white mist at the end of the road in the distance, which seemed to retreat and heal, Moriarty was in a mood for a while.

To be honest, if this ancient ruin continued to attack with a similar elven army formation condensed by mist like this, then Moriarty would only be able to carry about five more in a row at most, and he would have to use a strategic-level killing weapon such as the Black Flame Outbreak or the Domain. Otherwise, they will eventually be drowned in the rolling army because of their lack of strength in continuous combat.

Fortunately, it seems that this field is not so smart, or there are not so many battle formations to use to consume Moriarty.

It was only quiet for about three minutes, and suddenly, the dense fog at the end of the street was steaming and whistling again.

And this time, the white mist that condensed from all directions finally converged into a behemoth with a height of more than ten meters.

When Moriarty looked again, he saw a majestic tree standing in front of him. (To be continued......)