"Plan 1, do it!"

Confirming that the time was ripe, Fang Jin took advantage of the authority of the guild leader and the local combat advantages of the guild network to issue an order to all the participants in the battle.

And this so-called No. 1 plan is to counterattack with all the staff, confuse the enemy's attention, and create an opportunity for Dargon to deal with the situation with one blow!

"Kill!"

After receiving Fang Jin's order, the members who were fighting the guild's defense line were stunned and acted in unison.

The mages and archers stepped up their attacks, and the melee classes that had never crossed the walls of the defense line before jumped off the defense line with a loud roar and launched a cluster charge!

Among them, it is led by the warrior Hill from the Twilight plane and the warrior Wei Gong from the Salvation Guild.

The two silver-level warriors formed two attack arrows, and with nearly a hundred melee professionals in the rear, they pounced on them like a tide. Colorful glows fell on them from behind: healing, slow healing, psychic shields, group healing......

This counterattack bypassed the gold-level priest Joyce and went straight to the portal to the rear.

"What a senseless bravery!"

Witnessing this scene, Joyce was slightly startled at first, but quickly sneered. Urging the blessing of the power of the Titans, he ignored the overwhelming spells and rain of arrows, and continued to storm the guild enchantment.

The strength of the gold rank is too strong, and the blessing of the ultimate move makes it impossible for most of the bronze rank professionals of the Salvation Guild to pose a threat to him.

However, this does not mean that the guild that has been prepared for a long time in advance really has no way to deal with him.

"Elemental Exile Scroll!"

Giles, a silver-level mage, took out a scroll with a serious face. This is a good inventory that Darkon has brought with him from the Twilight plane.

Fingered by this scroll, the various elements centered on Joyce, forming a multicolored vortex, trapping him in it.

This skill itself does no harm, and others can't hurt him during exile, so it's a harmless self-preservation skill. But because of this, most defensive spells don't work against it. Now use it to unleash on Joyce, just enough to do wonders, so that he can't continue to attack the guild enchantment.

And as long as there is a slight delay for a moment, the violently turbulent guild enchantment will gradually stabilize, and the effect he has already played before will be in vain!

"Damn it!"

Joyce was no stranger to this skill and quickly recognized the origin. In addition to being angry, I couldn't help but feel a trace of uneasiness in my heart.

Where did the enemy get this level of spell?

However, his doubts came a little later.

Or maybe the Rescuers' Guild of the Dead came too quickly. Taking advantage of the cover of the professionals' sacrificial counterattack, Darkon raised the staff of elemental annihilation and chanted his ultimate under the cover of the others.

Gold-tier spells - Polar Ice Feast!

Dargon deliberately restrained the magic fluctuations, and was located within the guild enchantment, coupled with the chaotic magic interference on the battlefield, Joyce and Carman did not notice it at the first time.

When Dargon's first syllable was spit out and chanted for nearly 2 seconds, the terrifying magic fluctuations could no longer be suppressed, and instantly swept the entire battlefield.

At this point, even the most stupid person felt the obvious abnormality.

"Gold-tier spells!"

Joyce's expression changed dramatically.

Kaman's face was also full of consternation, and he subconsciously looked at the source of the magic power.

At the other end of the void, Bishop Loew, who was watching the battle through the Light Gate, his fingers holding the scepter turned white in an instant because he was too hard.

Everyone couldn't believe what they were seeing!

When did the weak earth humans have a gold-level professional? That's impossible!

Unless......

Other Twilight visitors break through their blockade and come into contact with the human force!

Seeing the unprecedented activity of the cold ice elementals, cheering for the terrifying spells that were about to take shape, Bishop Loew suddenly had a feeling that the situation was out of control—even if the other party was currently only a Golden Rank.

It's a little weird, though.

Since the other party has a gold-level professional, and he also predicted in advance that they were coming, and prepared an ambush, why didn't he launch it before, but suddenly appeared to do it now?

Was it in the middle of the guild and a step slow to arrive, or was it?

"Not good!"

A terrible thought came to Loew's mind, and his face turned pale.

He finally realized who the enemy's hidden gold-level killing move was about to deal with.

Not Joyce, not Kaman!

But......

The overwhelming power of frost condensed and formed, and in an instant, the entire teleportation light was frozen into the thickest ice. Under the guidance of Dargon's mana, the frost power is still stacking layer by layer, constantly spreading around!

Kaman immediately misjudged the center of the spell's landing point, and more or less withdrew some of the power to maintain his magic shield. Moreover, even without Dargon's Polar Ice Feast, he really had to put a lot of effort into intercepting the blows of a large number of professionals, ballistas, and blade throwers.

At this moment, by the time he realized that the enemy was attentive and wanted to make temporary adjustments, it was too late.

The breath of extreme cold seemed to freeze even the magic elements together. The deacons of the Fallen Star Sect who maintained the third wave of transmission, including the elemental wind dragon summoned by Kaman, were all frozen inside. Although people can still hold on and not be killed by this spell, the teleportation light is finished.

The silver glow slowly turned and slowly extinguished, like a burning flame.

Under the desperate gaze of all the followers of the Fallen Star Sect, the remote portal they had built completely stopped functioning and burst open.

"Click!"

There was a faint crisp sound, and the portal body on the side of the sixth region was also destroyed because it was interrupted in operation. The furious energy exploded inch by inch, destroying almost all of the magic nodes along with more than a dozen believers who were too close together.

The image of the battlefield on the other side of the void also disappeared, making Bishop Loew lose control of the battlefield thousands of miles away!

At that moment, Bishop Loew's eyes turned bloodshot.

Satsuma was "angry" and couldn't help himself, he lowered his head, and his shoulders twitched slightly!

………

"Attack! Attack! ”

The melee members of the Rescuer's Guild rushed forward, unsure if Darkgon's blow had completely destroyed the portal. Just in case, they rushed in through the crevice in the ice, as originally requested. Do your best to attack the fallen star deacons who have been frozen into ice sculptures!

"It worked, the portal has been knocked down."

Dargon, who released this ultimate move with all his might, breathed a sigh of relief slightly, carefully felt the space, and Fang Jin nodded.

"Good!"

It wasn't until this moment that Fang Jin completely relaxed.

The enemy's portal is broken, and even if they can rebuild the second one, it will take quite some time. During this period, the group of Fallen Star Believers who have already been teleported will not receive any support.

The Guild of the Saviors can do everything in their power to besiege these two Fallen Star Sect Gold-Rank Priests who have no way out!

The killing game has been completed!