After all, it's not polite to watch someone pull up.

The zealous shield warrior Hehu Shuku, after giving Vitruvian toilet paper, turned away and hid in a safer place to watch.

Vitruvius looked left and right and saw that no one was paying attention to him anymore.

After all, this. . . Squatting and pulling on the battlefield is too conspicuous, and as a trained crossbow shooter, he should still join the long-range strike sequence against the enemy.

So he decisively lifted his trousers, removed the three-shot military crossbow behind his back, and carried the heavy tile steel tower shield behind his back.

The tile steel longsword is estimated to no longer be used, so in order not to affect the loading arrows, the longsword and the tower shield are carried together.

This one... It's a hassle to change clothes...

No wonder there is no such profession as a shield sword shooter. It's inconvenient to change clothes.

Vitruvius carried a steel shield sword on his back and a military crossbow in both hands.

Close the distance to the battlefield by 150 zhang.

This is the maximum distance that most crossbow shooters in the legion can guarantee accurate shooting, and no further distance can maximize the output.

Vitruvius, of course, could not get too far ahead of the dangerous actions of the masses, so he stood still, calmly felt out the three arrows, and loaded them one by one.

Then raise the crossbow and aim.

It's a long way off, and the target is moving, but it's big enough.

Bang bang bang.

In order to test the shooting effect, Vitruvi specially opened the Eagle Eye technique.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh

Three arrows, only one hit.

And the one shot hit directly on the wings of the four-winged battle angel.

Vitruvius's face flushed.

This one... Forget it, it's better to let the arrows go, as long as there is a fluttering of the bowstring to let everyone know that they are working very hard.

Vitruvius began to make serious mistakes.

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Eden Aikin also casts a spell in the distance.

He blessed the four-winged battle angels with fire thaumaturgy and attack acceleration, and blessed the giant demons with doom possession and catastrophe.

After blessing the auxiliary magic, he also hit him with magic arrows.

Although these four-winged battle angels are comparable in attributes to the giant demon, the giant demon is surrounded by an inextinguishable hellfire, which can constantly inflict burning damage on the enemy, and if the two duel alone, then a certain angel will die.

But there are two game-changers on the battlefield.

A guy is naturally this spellcaster who jumps up and down.

Another person:

Of course it wasn't the archers, and even the archers in the khaki leather armor did very little damage to him.

Another disgusting guy is the hero who is lying on the ground with only half a breath left, and his aura skill adds 2 points of strength to the Four-Winged Battle Angel, so that the power of the Four-Winged Battle Angel is 52 points, which is slightly higher than the power of the giant demon by 2 points.

This makes it impossible for the giant demon to get rid of the battle angel's entanglement.

Defeat is decided.

"Roar...

The giant demon roared, and the demon's hand flickered, and a flame flew up and hit a hundred feet away.

Eden Aikin, who was casting a spell, dodged the blow of the whip with a swift roll.

All the bow and crossbow shooters are stunned, I'll go. This stupid big demon has such a long range of attacks.

Everybody flash mob

All the shooters retreated 50 zhang in unison...

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The battlefield is 5,000 meters away, that is, 1,600 zhang away.

From here, the giant angel and the demon have become two small dots.

If you don't stand on a high place, you can't see at all.

At the top of this mountain, there are thirteen figures, standing side by side.

All of them exude a surging magical aura, and they are all spellcasters at the peak of the legendary period, they are the thirteen witch gods in the mouth of wizard Ian.

At least a small half of them are not human.

The first person from the left has a flat and round figure, covered with white jade substance, revealing thick flippers between the three toes, holding a light blue staff in the palm of one hand, a mouth of fangs with an open mouth, and a huge fish head occupying half of the body.

The second from the left, tall and thin, dark green skin with layers of scales on it, his face is narrow and long, it is a lizard head, with layers of wrinkles on it, his face looks old, but his complexion is dignified, he is a lizardman elder;

Third from the left, is a tall green-skinned orc covered in brightly colored feathers. It was an orc shaman;

Fourth from left, he's covered in weird paint with strange patterns written on it, he's a troll witch doctor;

Fifth from the left, is a tall woman, with well-defined facial features, a delicate face like a goose egg, smooth skin and long silver hair, but her eyes are indeed vertical like lizardmen;

The sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, and tenth digits from the left are all humans. With the exception of the seventh, who did not hide his face, the other four all covered themselves tightly with black hoods and witchcraft, and even from the gap in their hoods, it was pitch black inside.

The seventh from the left, which is the person with a bare face in the middle of the thirteen people, he is an ordinary middle-aged man, his temples are a little gray, showing a little vicissitudes, a bookish face, neat and regular casual clothes, a long hair neatly combed, he looks at the battlefield in the distance, like a scholar who goes out on an outing, looking at the scenery from afar.

The eleventh from the left, he also wears a hood but does not hide his face with witchcraft, and it can be seen that under the hood, he has a metal face and mechanical eyes;

The twelfth from the left, I don't know if this is the case, or if he deliberately used witchcraft to cover up, and the whole person is a black mist;

Thirteenth from left, it is impossible to tell if he is a human or a demon, with fiery red skin, human eyes, small demon horns, and long human hair.

These thirteen spellcasters at the peak of the Legendary Period, they all shook their heads and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

The face is solemn, or surprised, or surprised, or surprised.

"The four-winged battle angels have already been dispatched, which means that Tyr really paid attention to this place." Said a human wizard who had hidden his identity.

"It doesn't just mean that the content of that book is credible." The other answered.

"Your human gods have been toyed with, and it is still unknowable, which is really stupid and ridiculous." The Fish-Man Sage said arrogantly.

"The true god Tyr has helped us confirm the authenticity of the contents of the book, and no one doubts the contents of the book anymore, right?" The elegant middle-aged man in the middle asked the casters around him.

Gradually, each of the thirteen people began to talk to each other and discuss with each other.

Only the middle-aged man in the middle was silent, looking into the distance alone.