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Gordon's grasp of time was very accurateWhen the jewel crow flew above the head of the Baloryan demon, his spell had just been chanted, and the two pieces of demon blood materials accumulated in his hand turned into nothingness after channeling the arcane energy.

A white blazing light shot out from Gordon's palm, bombarding the huge body of the Barlow Flame Demon, and then turning into countless tiny, shining white energy lines, forming a large net.

At the same time, the jewel crow also bloomed with a pure white light from the kingdom of heaven. It doesn't need to dive down to attack, it just needs to hover in the sky like this, and it can use its radiant energy to deal continuous damage to the Barlow Flame Demon.

Taking advantage of the Pet's "Arcane Connection" ability, Gordon and Quack each cast a spell at the same time, attacking the Barlow Flame Demon who had just suffered from Ms. Bishop's Stormdance.

Immediately after, Dorn stretched out his finger and pointed forward, and the dragon's voice burst out of his mouth: "Weaken spell resistance!" ”

I saw a thin yellow curtain envelop the Barlow Flame Demon, and then, the radiant energy cast by Gordon's two spells caused more damage to this huge abyssal creature.

"I will devour you with the flames of hell, and burn every piece of your flesh to black!" Barlow cursed viciously, but did not continue to attack.

The net of light entangled in its body, and the bird flying overhead, were harming its body with the most hated radiant energy. In the previous battle with the Celestial Clan, Grondar was deeply impressed by this dazzling white and terrifyingly hot energy caste.

Faced with the two mages who suddenly appeared, plus the three warriors and a priest just now, Grondall felt that he had no chance of a battle decision. And even if you win, I'm afraid you will pay a big price.

That's not what it wants to see. If, in order to achieve victory, it was seriously injured. Then those strong berserkers and decoy demons in the army are likely to rebel.

The chaotic and evil demon is very keen and very good at this kind of thing.

The Barlow Flame Demon let out a long roar, and the abyssal flames of the protective body suddenly erupted around his body, completely shattering Gordon's shining web. Then, it casts a wall of fire at the wooden wall, and then retreats.

"You cunning bastard!" Dorne cursed, but had to abandon the pursuit, summoning a large ball of water in succession to extinguish the flames on the wooden wall.

Others can only focus on putting out the fire. Even if the Yan Demon is killed, there are still more than a thousand demon armies, and if the wooden wall is damaged and the Daozhì camp is lost, then there is no point in doing so.

As he strode back, the Barlow Flame Demon brandished his sword and gave an order to his demonic subordinates: "Attack, assault with all your troops!" ”

Although the abdomen was twisted into a blur of flesh and blood by Ms. Bishop's Storm Dance Blade, and although there were still scars caused by radiant energy everywhere on his body, the Barlow Flame Demon, which had a strong vitality, still maintained a strong deterrent power against low-level demons. It retreated only because it felt that the price of victory was outweighed by the loss.

Hearing the Supreme Demon Commander give the order for a general attack, a tidal wave of cheers rang out in a large pile of dark red and ugly meat. Immediately afterward, the Berserker Demon who looked like a huge toad walking upright, and the Temptation Demon with four arms, two demons who served as low-ranking non-commissioned officers in the demon army, immediately commanded their subordinates to attack with the Kwasai Demon and the Rat Demon.

"Captain, can I go on now?" As the only pure-blood human in the demon camp, Zorga's thirst for blood and killing is in no way inferior to that of a true demon.

Elshas nodded.

"Great. I'm going to cut off that black mage's head! ”

Zorga shouted, and led the demonized mercenaries to join the surging demon wave.

Zorga walked faster and faster, and soon passed one demon after another, rushing to the front of the line. The arrows fired by the human defenders on the wooden wall were so weak that he could easily pull them away with his scimitar.

His red danced wildly in the night, his eyes fixed on the mage standing on the wooden wall, casting the "Heavenly Light" in front of him.

As he got closer, Zorga felt that the scorching light was affecting him more and more. Pale white smoke rose from his skin, and the burning pain became more and more obvious.

However, as a human, his spell damage is significantly weaker than that of the demons from hell. Even the demonized mercenaries under his command did not receive much impact.

When a weak Kwasai demon was directly ignited by the light of heaven and burned to ashes, Zorga leaped high, even more than a wooden wall.

He saw the look of surprise mixed with fear on the faces of the defenders on the wall, and his eyes showed distorted excitement.

"Mage, die!"

Seeing a human shouting the lingua franca and leaping high, raising his scimitar in both hands, and slashing at him, Gordon was also a little caught off guard. He was concentrating on casting spells so that every section of the wooden wall would be shrouded in the light of heaven.

Zorga's blow was as flawed as powerful. Although this red guy is like a psychopath, there is no doubt about his combat experience and strength.

Gordon didn't think about it, and directly instantaneously made a fireball technique.

Rumble!

A huge spherical flame exploded in mid-air. The heat and bright light made the nearby human soldiers can't help but turn their faces sideways.

"Haha, Flame, I like Flame the most!"

From the fireball that had not yet dissipated, there was a sudden maniacal laughter. Immediately afterward, Gordon's pupils shrank, and he saw a figure with open red wings, condescending, and pounced on him.

Gordon chose to use the fireball spell to deal with Zorga, firstly, because this spell was powerful enough, and secondly, in addition to the lethality of fire and high temperature, there was also a powerful impact, which could make Zorga in mid-air lose his balance.

Who knew that the other party had changed his body, and a pair of wings actually grew on his back.

Zorga fanned his wings and looked at Gordon condescendingly, his originally smooth human skin turned into fine crimson scales, his muscles bulging, and his body was a little larger.

"Actually...... Dragonborn! ”

The Second Age of the world of Telos, also known as the Age of the Dragons. In those distant times, dragons ruled the sky and the earth, building great empires and splendid civilizations. It was also united with many other races, leaving behind countless children and grandchildren.

Thousands of years later, the dragons are still powerful, but they are no longer the supreme rulers of the world. However, the descendants of the dragon blood in their bodies are still active in this vast big 6.

Of course, that doesn't mean that as long as you have the blood of a dragon, you are a dragonborn. A warlock who casts spells on the blood of the dragon vein is not qualified to be called a dragonborn. Only intelligent beings who can unlock the power of dragons and enter the form of a half-dragon can be called dragonborns - such as Zorga now.

Gordon was only slightly stunned, and immediately blessed himself with "Protective Energy Damage", and specified the type of protective energy as Flame.

He was glad he had made. Because just after casting the spell, Zorga opened his mouth and spewed out a breath of flame dragon breath.

"Damn it!" Seeing that his attack was ineffective, Zorga cursed, and the red wings behind him slammed out, brandishing the scimitar in his hand, and swooping towards Gordon.

……

"Whew......" Gordon gasped and slumped against the wooden wall.

Even though the ground was covered in the bright red blood of humans and the black blood of demons, it was filthy and smelly, and he couldn't care about it.

The faint light of winter sprinkled on his face did not bring him much warmth, but it made people feel extremely relieved.

After a night of fierce fighting, the dawn finally came. Although the demons climbed the wooden wall at one point, the humans finally held the line under the command of Ms. Bishop. After leaving behind more than 200 corpses, the demons retreated into the forest to escape the damage inflicted on them by the White Light.

Gordon was almost out of ammunition. The mana has been completely depleted, and after turning on the power of blood, it has been supported for a long time by relying on the special ability of "blood absorption". He unleashed the Light of Heaven and the Shining Web continuously, causing a lot of damage to the demons.

These two large-scale Radiant Cast attack spells had a miraculous effect on a large number of low-level demons.

It is no exaggeration to say that one-third of the demons died directly or indirectly at the hands of Gordon. In this night's battle, Gordon gained 3ooo experience points.

But the harvest is big, and the effort is also great. The wound in the abdomen, which had only been treated with a simple bandage, was coming from a spasmodic pain.

This wound was inflicted by Zorga. However, the other party didn't get any benefits, and in the end, he was beaten by Gordon and Dorne, and even the dragon wings he was proud of were broken.

"Brother!" Sheona ran over. The little girl's leather armor was covered with scratches and bite marks from demons. But fortunately, she didn't suffer much damage except for looking a little wolf.

Seeing that Gordon was injured, she immediately took out a healing potion, pulled the stopper, and handed it to his mouth.

The healing potions prepared by Gordon had been exhausted during the adventure of the Danze Ruins. Now that he had drunk the long-lost liquid full of positive energy, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

The wound in the abdomen began to heal quickly, and the pain quickly disappeared.

"Brother, it's great to see you." Xie Ona's dark eyes looked at her brother's cheek. After the war, she had too many words and too many feelings to confide in Gordon, but in the end, it only turned into the simplest greeting.

"Me too. It's so nice to meet you, sister. ”

Xie Ona smiled sweetly, soaking Gordon's heart, exhausted from continuous battles.

"Ms. Bishop has an important meeting, let's go quickly." She said. (To be continued.)