"Head Mao Wenzhong, I haven't seen you for a few days, don't come unharmed? Looking at your situation, it doesn't seem very good, do you need help? ”

Zhang Du, who was accompanying him, greeted loudly in the air. When he was frightened by the attack of the Lieshan Regiment, his face was more or less sulky.

Who told him that when he came to the door to warn before, the attitude of the people of the Burning Mountain Regiment was so domineering, and now retribution is coming!

Mao Wenzhong didn't reply immediately, just looked up, and quickly analyzed the intentions of the person who came.

If it was to crusade against the Burning Mountain Regiment, there was no need for that. They just need to continue to sit back and watch, and in a few days they will be able to collect the bodies of themselves and others.

That's where reinforcements came?

If there are no accidents, after reinforcements, they will also annex their own forces by the way, or at least pull them into the big alliance and slowly digest them?

Quite possibly!

But in the current situation, the Lieshan Regiment has encountered a great crisis, and they really don't have much choice.

Is it to compromise and survive, or to persevere and die in the mouth of the beast?

Although he was very reluctant to bow his head, especially when he had only recently released harsh words. But in the face of the harsh reality, dignity and face are not worth much.

Taking a step back, even if Mao Wenzhong wanted to insist, so many subordinates of the Lieshan Regiment might not be willing to accompany him to death!

"Ahh

Two more screams were heard, and Sandra, the Mist Weaver, conjured up two smaller Mist Illusions, commanding them to join forces with her to attack the Pro, killing two more in an instant. If the situation continues to deteriorate like this, once the commanded resistance collapses, the number of deaths may increase tenfold!

And the masters of the Rescuer Guild who rode griffins in the air were obviously very aware of Mao Wenzhong's choice. Without saying a word, he hovered in the air, waiting for his answer.

"Captain!"

Kong Jianzhen, who was in charge of the command in the rear, was originally a person who had a good impression of the Rescuers' Guild. At this moment, he was worried that Mao Wenzhong would make an irrational decision and bury the entire battle group in vain, so he couldn't help shouting with a sense of urging.

Bai Hongzhi, another deputy head not far away, looked at Zhang Du on his head, his face was red and white. But looking at those demonic beasts in the distance, he had the heart to say a few tough words, and he could defeat the invading demonic beasts independently without relying on others, but in the end he still didn't have the courage to speak.

However, a little insistence in his heart made him unable to say words of support.

Sometimes, silence is also an attitude.

Glancing at Bai Hongzhi, Mao Wenzhong already understood something and sighed.

Clasped his hands into fists, and solemnly said to the air: "For a long time, the Lieshan regiment has been used to wandering in the north of Anhui Province, and there were many offended and inappropriate actions in the past, and I apologize to you here." At present, the Lieshan Regiment is ushering in an unprecedented crisis, and Mao Wenzhong has no other ability, but he wants to be able to lead his brothers through this difficulty, and he has nothing else to ask for. I implore all the masters of the Rescuers Guild to take action, whether it is accountability afterwards, or thank you gifts, Mao Wenzhong will do his best, and there is no other word! ”

After speaking, he maintained a pleading posture and did not move, with a posture that the Rescuers' Guild would never get up if it did not let go.

Compared with his identity as the head of the Lieshan Regiment, this attitude can be said to be quite low.

The master of the Rescuers Guild who came to help also nodded secretly, thinking that this was the only way to speak.

"That's it!"

Fang Jin waited for ten seconds before waving his hand and giving the order to the silver-rank professionals next to him to join the battle.

The next moment, the eager rescuers took action.

The Storm Gryphon swooped down in unison, lowering thirty Silver Tier elites to the ground. Two of the teams of silver-level professionals spontaneously appeared in the most dangerous section of the defense line, replacing the professionals who had suffered heavy losses from the Lieshan Regiment, and immediately stabilized the crumbling defense line.

Another team of silver-tier professionals stood next to Sandra the Mist Weaver.

Only by solving this guy can the crisis of the Lieshan Regiment be completely solved!

However, relying on these ordinary silver-tier masters alone, it was not easy to take out the mist weaver Sandra. The one who can really overcome it has to be Fang Jin, a super master and the only gold-level professional in the human race at this stage.

A series of buffs were activated, and Fang Jin's figure fell into the misty miasma like an arrow.

The super basic attribute and the strength of the golden rank did not affect his perception too much. In other words, the Misty Miasma skill of the Silver Rank Lord was no longer enough to suppress his perception. After only two or three seconds of travel, he locked onto the position of Sandra who was attacking wantonly in the miasma.

Instantaneous!

Using this peerless melee footwork, Fang Jin instantly moved to the side of the Mist Weaver Sandra.

Feeling that there were more than a dozen professionals of the Burning Mountain Regiment struggling to support him, and many of them were already very weak, his eyes flashed, and he directly opened the sacred hymn.

The golden light briefly dispelled the mist, and the ethereal and sacred chant resounded through the mist.

Then, the terrifying treatment brushed up.

The healing effect of the LV2 Sacred Hymn blessed by the full body has been greatly improved, and the total healing volume of the three waves has reached 2000 points!

Even for the Silver Rank Warrior class, this number is extremely terrifying.

Most of the hard-hit professions, bathed in the holy light, were almost directly healed to full HP, and even gained a temporary damage reduction of 15%. In addition to being shocked, I can't help but be overjoyed!

The morale, which had been chaotic and low, was immediately stabilized again.

After taking action to save the lives of these elite of the Burning Mountain Regiment, Fang Jin no longer hesitated. With a flash of his body, he dodged the surprise attack of the Mist Weaver Shandra, and the Bright Light Shadow Chasing Sword struck out quickly.

Sword of Punishment!

As his proficiency increased, Fang Jin was now becoming more and more proficient at casting spells independently. This Sword of Punishment, which emphasizes the speed of its strike, is already activated at the same speed as when the system assists in casting, and even slightly faster for a moment.

Under the gaze of Sandra the Mist Weaver's two heads, the sword that fell directly was almost without warning, and it was as fast as thunder.

Triggers by ignoring Defense modifiers!

The incomparably sharp fifth-order legendary sword pierced through its incomparably tough skin and muscles until it pierced into the bone marrow. The intense pain that he hadn't tasted in a long time made this lord let out a strange roar of pain.

A psychedelic miasma, ten times thicker, erupted from the throats of its two heads together, turning into a white aura and pushing it out in all directions.

The surroundings suddenly remembered and exclaimed.

With the ability to protect the body of mysterious protection, Fang Jin ignored Shandra's counterattack, and the sword dance - fourth stage started, and one after another sword lights with amazing damage fell one after another!

Rumble!

Golden lightning appeared out of thin air, shooting out from the tip of Fang Jin's Bright Light Shadow Chasing Sword, like the thunder spears of the God King Zeus, and fell on the mist weaver Sandra with a clatter.

It was Fang Jin's gold-level skill, the Revenge of Light!

The output of terror, along with the majesty of the Golden Rank on his body, made Sandra realize that he had encountered a great enemy. It finally turned its attention away from the other humans, and while letting out a solemn roar, it launched a fierce attack towards Fang Jin with an attitude of seriousness that it had never seen before.

The white mist miasma, which suddenly centered on the battlefield of Fang Jin and Shandra, rolled violently and rolled up, forming a whirlpool visible to the naked eye.

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