"The Bloodthirsty Frenzy has been successfully cast, and after the battle begins, at most, these wanderers will completely lose their minds, and if after these three hours, the thirteen witch gods are not yet there, we can take advantage of this opportunity to escape."

Wizard Ian lowered his voice and said to the Shadow Warrior.

The Shadow Warrior looked at Ian and replied affirmatively, "No, all the thirteen witch gods will be present, and there will be no one less." ”

Wizard Ian smiled reluctantly, "I hope so." ”

In fact, at this moment, the wizard Ian's heart is also extremely worried.

They provoked the true god of Tyr.

Even if the thirteen witch gods were present, would they be able to resist the true gods?

You still have to take your own life into your own hands, and you must prepare for the worst.

Just as the wizard Ian pondered his way out.

The Shadow Warrior had crept up behind him.

A knife slashed through his throat.

Ian the wizard fell to the ground in disbelief, the worst of which he had not expected.

The Shadow Warrior took out a spell scroll from the space pouch and urged it with the power of the dark element in his body.

Tear apart the spell scroll.

A huge magic circle phantom appeared on the wide ground of the underground space, and the gurgling blood of wizard Ian flowed along the magic circle phantom, outlining the circle into a physical entity.

Sacrifice the blood and soul of second-order wizard Ian to activate the Abyss Demon Summoning Circle.

The red light on the magic circle loomed, turning from weak to strong, and a demonic phantom slowly emerged.

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Instructor Cruise rode in.

Dismount and stand still, salute and report.

"General Hazel, 1,200 perimeter guards have been put in place."

Instructor Hamill rode his horse.

Dismount and stand still, salute and report.

"General Hazel, 49 Patriarch Guards soldiers are ready to fight at any time!"

General Hazel nodded in satisfaction, then he bowed down and dismounted in front of Miss Galani, clenched his fists and said, "Please Miss Galani sit outside and take command, and have an overview of the overall situation. ”

Galani naturally knew that this was General Hazel's attempt to curry favor with the Patriarch of the Grand Temple, and he gave her enough face in public.

In addition to being grateful, her vanity was greatly satisfied.

Miss Galani was seen, with her right hand on her chest. With his left hand behind his back, he once again assumed the glorious appearance of a great professional, and said with concern: "General Hazel, you must be careful not to live up to the expectations of the Patriarch. ”

General Hazel replied in a deep voice: "My subordinates will definitely live up to expectations. ”

General Hazel turned to face the Witchcraft Lock, drew his broad, door-wide sword, and was about to roar.

At the moment when he had not yet opened his breath.

"Wait a minute, brother, brother is here! Brother is here! ”

The person who came was Vitruvius.

Tick-tick-tick...

Vitruvius rode his horse at a gallop, dismounted and fell to one knee and shouted: "Crossbow shooter, Vitruvius, please return to the team." ”

Vitruvius' current appearance is as follows: a three-shot military crossbow, a tiled steel sword at his waist, and a quiver at his waist.

As a crossbow shooter, you can have a small scimitar, and if you insert such a long tiled steel sword, won't it affect your loading of arrows?

Vitruvius's crossbow shooter comrades, how awkward he looks.

Looking at Vitruvius, who appeared unexpectedly, Galani's face also twitched.

As the commander of the legion, Galani will not miss any opportunity for her to speak, she said: "Vitruvius, you have indeed arrived on the battlefield before the decisive battle, I take back my comments about your incompetence, go and return to the army, and follow General Hazel to make a brilliant victory." ”

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There was a feeling of loneliness in the whole army, and Hazel's face twitched.

What "I", "you", ah, the titles that only appear in the hymns of the gods are here, and you're afraid you're going to be a god.

"Ahem, since Miss Commander has spoken, what are you still kneeling there for!" Hazel glared at Vitruvius.

Vitruvius reacted at this time, immediately got up, and quickly returned to the team.

General Hazel turned to the Witchcraft Lock, raised his broadsword, inhaled, and roared, "Onward!" ”

The Templar Guard Legion was 50 men, and the whole army set off to enter the Witchcraft Lock.

As soon as the legionnaires entered the Witchcraft Lock, they could not distinguish between the front and the back, and Vitruvius had just stepped into the Witchcraft Lock, so he could not find his comrades in the same team.

He was the only one walking in the mist, but fortunately, he could still feel the aura of the giant bear's power under his feet, providing him with an endless stream of power, feeling the amplitude of this strength, providing him with at least 2 points of temporary strength bonus, so now he has a full 10 points of strength, which is enough for Vitruvius to use the tile steel tower shield freely.

It is with the halo at their feet that the soldiers know that the commander is still fighting with them, so that the legion has a core, a pillar.

The increase that the aura brings to the legionnaires is secondary, and the most important thing is the morale guarantee.

If the soldiers don't feel the increase in the aura, they will think that the commander is dead, and if they continue to fight, there is no point in except accompanying their own lives, so they can only give up the battle and flee in all directions, and no matter how powerful the legion is, it will collapse.

Vitruvius, like other legionnaires, stepped on a halo, full of confidence and high morale.

But as a great warrior who protects himself anytime and anywhere for the cause of fighting against demonic beasts, he naturally can't be brave, and he has to endure humiliation.

Seeing that there was no one around, Vitruvius began to retreat, that is, to turn back in the direction of the coming and going, and to charge into battle for this great cause... Belch... Aren't there still 20 shield guards? Leave it to them.

Brother is a crossbow shooter, so naturally he has to distance himself first.

Vitruvius took a few hundred steps back but found that he couldn't get out the more he retreated, and after entering the lock, he obviously only advanced a few steps and began to retreat.

Just as the Wittruvius probe was poking his head to find a way out.

A wanderer also probed his brain head-on.

The loiterer was visibly startled:

Is this a shooter with a sword or a warrior in leather armor?

Oops, don't think so much, close the distance, and cut him with a quenched dagger is victory.

A wanderer scurried in.

Although Witruvius had no shield in his hand, he did not panic.

He held a tiled steel sword in his right hand and plunged it into the sand.

Holding a three-shot military crossbow in his left hand and aiming at the oncoming wanderer, it is "Bang Bang Bang." ”

Clever wanderers have their own way of dealing with archers, as long as they see the shooter raise their bow and crossbow, they immediately take the S road and move forward in a roundabout way.

As a rookie archer, Wittruvius naturally would not deal with this tactic of the wanderer, and all three arrows missed.

The wanderer smiled evilly, and did not take the S road again, and with swiftness, pounced straight at Vitruvius.