She stepped on the void step by step, walked into the air, spread the wings of death in the darkness, and then looked up to the sky, took a long breath, and the sky above the night was stirred by her breathing, the wind howled, and the overturned dark clouds swirled in various shapes in mid-air, like a solo dance before death came.

Such a prelude naturally alarmed the sentinels in the darkness early.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The terrible screams of the police pierced the dark night, and the mage who was guarding the complex town woke up for the first time, put on the mage robe, and walked out of the tent with a magic staff.

Look in the direction of the alarm.

But it was too late.

Standing in mid-air, Daji was ready to attack, her small and cute cheeks were full of bulges, and the magic elements in the entire air seemed to be sucked into her stomach, and the dark magic lines on the surface of the skin on her face continued to glow, indicating that some kind of violent magic element reaction was taking place in her chest cavity, making her chest and abdomen constantly emit sounds as if they were made when the high-temperature boiler was running at full power.

Buzz————————

"Stop her!"

The mages shouted desperately.

But it was too late.

The next moment, as if the heavenly river was hanging upside down, Daji's mouth opened, and a scream that seemed to sweep the heavens and the earth came out of her mouth, and the silent magic ripples erupted in a radial shape, setting off a storm in the soul world, sweeping everything, all the sleeping, walking, and running creatures in this range, feeling a kind of coldness in the depths of the soul, as if life was frozen in an instant.

Time seemed to stop at this moment......

Banshee Howl!

The high-level succubus banshee from hell, the top-level group attack soul spell, reappeared on the Luolan continent at this moment, as if it was a historical repetition of the demon clan's invasion of the main material world ancient years ago.

Robert, a second-level mage, felt a heart-wrenching pain grasp him, constantly tearing at his soul, as if trying to take his soul away.

"No!"

"Never!"

Robert struggled, desperately trying to stabilize his mind, his hands trembled and he took out a bottle of soul fixing potion from his space bag, raised his head and drank it, and then quickly took out a small purple requiem grass, this is a magical herb that can only grow on the top of the deep mountain, it can have the magical function of condensing the soul, it is extremely precious, but at this moment...... Robert only hesitated, then took a hard bite, chewing the leaves of the requiem grass, allowing its juice to flow quickly into his stomach and quickly neutralize the soul calming potion he had drunk before - a warm and peaceful breath quickly dissolved from his body, stabilizing his impounding mind.

A high-ranking second-level mage is still so complicated, let alone an ordinary person.

In the barracks, most of the people except Robert died in a deep sleep, their souls were stripped from their bodies, turned into countless points of light, floating in the air in a daze, and then an irresistible attraction hit, and they were sucked into the huge black hole above their heads......

Daji put away a spatial ring in mid-air, and this feast of harvesting souls finally stopped.

This contained the harvest just now, more than eight hundred standard soul crystals of ordinary quality, more than one hundred standard soul crystals of excellent quality, and a few high-level soul crystals that were enough to be used as high-level combat weapons, which were several imperial mages who were killed in her sleep as they could not react.

The Banshee's Howl is worthy of boiling into the most suitable spell to harvest the soul while people are unprepared, the soul collected this time is almost completely undamaged, the soul of the person in the sleep is the most soothing state, the soul of the person in this state is the most mellow and flawless, the quality of the harvested soul is absolutely excellent, all are pure like a baby.

It's mouth-watering!

Daji almost drooled as she looked at the beautiful shiny crystals.

Why don't you try one first?

I've heard that souls are delicious.

However, no, the owner will definitely be angry when he goes back.

Daji turned her head and stole a glance at the silent Winter Soldier behind her.

She doesn't do such stupid things!

As for the mages who were harvested, hum!

As a full-level mage, she didn't even have the most basic awareness to defend against soul attacks, and she deserved to be made into a soul crystal.

Hee-hee, though!

She has gained so much this time, I don't know what the master will reward her after she goes back?

At this time, the effect of the spell of the Banshee's Howl had passed, and the few soldiers who had been awakened from the attack just now woke up, and the first thing that caught their eyes was the various colleagues around them who kept their postures still, their bodies were still alive, and there were mysterious smiles on their mouths, but their souls had been harvested.

The whole barracks is like a large-scale stopped stage play, strange and cold.

Yes!

Finally someone let out an uncontrollable scream.

Daji looks, well, there are still fish that slipped through the net?!

Suddenly I was out of breath, hey! Why can't you people die in your sleep honestly? Why do you have to wake up and feel all kinds of pain - the most important thing is that these souls who are about to be exposed to all kinds of extreme emotions in the battle will also be greatly reduced, this is not perfect.

An angry Daji waved his hand, and a rain of fire flew out of the sky.

Like the sound of a battle horn, the ogres led by Singh excitedly stepped forward to experiment with their new toys - how to design standard weapons for these ogres belonging to the Red Star Warband, but Arthur's "staff group" racked their brains, and finally considering their tall stature and terrifying weight, everyone finally decided to let them act as firepower for the frontal charge.

So, at this moment, you can see the majestic ogres carrying huge cartridges behind their wide backs, the reactive armor of the same type as the Abrams tank on the front of their chests, holding a or six-barreled 25mm Vulcan cannon in their arms, some with extended barrels of twin anti-aircraft machine guns, some carrying more than a dozen large vehicle-mounted missiles behind their backs, bundled like hedgehogs stuck in their backs, and some carrying huge forty-tube organ rocket launchers - the ogres are like children setting off fireworks, elated, making the battlefield almost like a large-scale firepower exhibition.

Rumble! Cracking sound!

In short, the ogre who fought for the first time fully played the fine tradition of the Milican ** team in another world, that is, even if there was only one enemy left in his vision, he had to use superior firepower to completely drown him in artillery fire.

It's a pity that there aren't a few living creatures left in the Noxian barracks that have been swept by Daji's Banshee Howl, and it can't entertain the overexcited ogres. The poor surviving Imperial second-level mage Robert immediately became the bread and butter of all the ogres, and died a humiliating death in the cannons of the ogre's bombardment.

After a night of spectacular fireworks, Singh? The stone crusher walked behind Daji unsatisfied, and the urn made a report with a sigh of urn:

"Ma'am! We've done what you gave us, and all the Noxians have been torn to shreds! ”

"That's good!"

With a wave of her hand, she said briefly:

"Next!"

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