Boom!

The heavy spear slammed into the hardwood shield, knocking the fury to the ground, but he met it with a flank, and the spear cut a long crack in the shield that was harder than steel, and slid to the side, the force of which left him no time to fight back, allowing the Black Knight to ride his horse past him.

At the same time, the two-handed heavy sword and the bear claw slammed together, and the green wind threw the black knight directly off the horse, and the bear claw plunged into the black knight's chest, tearing off several bones shrouded in black mist.

However, the green wind and the furious wind were only able to withstand the first wave.

A large number of wraiths, ghouls, and skeletons pounced, overwhelming the four elven elven elders.

The rusty knives slashed at the bear's thick fur, some of which bounced back, others that snapped off, exerting force that made the green wind howl in pain.

Morrowind had the last arrow of holy light left, ready to be left for Sival, but he never found a chance, so he could only use the unenchanted white feather arrow to deal damage.

Nightwind became the main force of this team's damage output, but unfortunately the undead army would not give him much of a chance to attack, and he was the target of the two Magister's priority attacks.

"Death Withering", "Curse of Weakness", "Curse of Pain", "Curse of Fatigue", "Curse of Elementals", "Mist of Plague", all kinds of spells or groups or individual spells fall on the elven elder's body, superimpose on each other, interact, and erode the enhancement of the buff effect, so that the elven elder is trapped in the quagmire of group fighting, unable to extricate himself.

Charlie couldn't help but feel a little anxious, according to this situation, it was only a matter of time before the powerhouse of the Sunset Elves was destroyed by Sival.

Something had to be done!

However, the only way to break the game can be thought of is to kill people, not to kill Sival, but only to kill his right-hand man.

Charlie looked down at the arrow wrapped in the palm of his hand, and the side of the Mitsubishi cone left a familiar and clear light pattern, which was more complex and brighter than the Holy Light Arrow, Charlie couldn't help but hesitate, this was a "surprise" left for Sival!

If it is exposed in advance, I am afraid that it will reduce the success rate of its assassination of Xival, a hero like him is shrewd and suspicious, and will never let himself fall into a known pit, but if he does not make a move, he is afraid that he will never have a chance to make a move, and the situation faced by the elf elder is already precarious.

After a brief hesitation, Charlie put a Holy Spirit arrow on the bowstring, and the magic howling in the air and the cacophony around him became his best cover, and no one noticed the slightest light in the grass on the edge of the battlefield.

Charlie only has one chance and needs to be patient.

Necromancer Andrew, a mage who has just entered level 17 and has followed Sivar for 30 years, is Sivar's most trusted apprentice, and is also a key player in the Necromancer's Academy after its independence.

The chip depicts the trajectory of the Holy Spirit Arrow, and the end point falls on Andrew's heart, the fat heart is specially depicted by the chip, pulsing slowly, but unfortunately there is a layer of sixth-level "dark shield" in the middle, Charlie has no grasp of breaking it with one blow, he still needs a little chance.

When a ball of shadow light hits the night wind, Elven Elder's team, once again knocked to the ground by Sivar's descendants, learned the lesson of the previous and must deliver a fatal blow before Kabbalah can react.

In his eagerness, Andrew removed his precarious dark shield and held a cloud of shadow energy in his hands, ready to unleash the most powerful attack magic.

At this time, I saw a glowing green halo in the sky above.

Sival didn't make the first move, just waiting for this moment, he let out a low roar, "Kill them!

As soon as the words fell, Sival stood up with one hand, with him as the center, dark clouds grew out of thin air in a space within a radius of 100 meters, like a little ink falling into a glass of pure water, slowly rippling, and the dark clouds formed a low black cloud, supporting the glow that was as bright as jade and verdant.

The purest life energy and the shadow energy that represents decay and extreme darkness come into contact with each other, like boiling water and oil surface, steaming, giving birth to a fierce cloud, spinning and tumbling, and reacting violently.

Obviously, the green glow has an advantage in absolute volume, but it will not be able to completely suppress the low dark clouds.

At this moment, three glowing white feather arrows burst out from the grass close at hand, flying towards three different targets, and in the dark cloud stagnant environment, the white mangs converged in the arrows, and could only vaguely recognize its attributes as opposed to the darkness.

The high-end battlefield has become independent in the confrontation between the two major forces, and has become a Jedi that ordinary warriors dare not approach, and many fools who pretend to be clever have paid the price with their lives, so that Sival completely ignores the interference from the outside.

No one would have thought that the elves would hide such a hand! they would never have thought that someone would lurk under their noses for so long without revealing any traces!

Burst!

A white feather arrow was inserted into Andrew's chest, stuck in the back bone, failed to penetrate, the arrow feather swayed violently, which showed its fierce power, and the moment the arrow pierced, it could be seen that a burst of bright light came out of the chest, and it seemed that even the organs became translucent.

Belch!

Andrew's eyes widened, and as soon as he exhaled a breath of turbid air, he died of exhaustion, and where he couldn't see it, the Holy Flame burned the organs in his chest into a pile of charcoal, and the heart could not be separated at all, killing Andrew instantly.

Another white feather arrow was shot at a necromancer, because of the angle, the arrow pierced through the left waist, and was absorbed by a python skin inner armor with a magic array to absorb the deadliest penetration, the white feather arrow only pierced into the depth of an arrow, and the extreme holy flame bloomed in the surface of the flesh.

The white light flashes and makes people palpitate!

Half of the Magister's body burst into flames, the blazing flames showed a bright white glow, burning him screaming and screaming, the horror far outweighed the damage, and the fire spread at a rapid pace, causing the people next to him to retreat, and even the undead summoned creatures without self-consciousness instinctively avoided life-threatening things.

"What's the panic?!" Sivar roared, and the dark clouds that covered the sky gathered in his hands and swayed over the Magister.

The cold shadow energy enveloped the necromancer, and it took a lot of effort to extinguish the Extreme Flame of Extreme Effect, and then look at this poor worm.

The robe with the shadow attribute was burned to only half of it, the pale body was half pale and half charred, and the middle arrow showed a hole, burned out of the bones, and the dark brown internal organs slowly wriggled and continued to bubble with scorching bubbles.

The three Magisters are the only remaining high-end combat power of the Necromantic Magic Academy, now one is dead, the other is seriously injured, both of these are the mainstays of the future Academy, and now they are inexplicably folded here, how can they not make Sivar angry?!

This series of changes ended in an instant, and after the dark clouds dissipated, the green glow smoothly fell on the four elven elders, not allowing the four elven elders to upgrade, but dispelling all the negative states on their bodies, and allowing their injuries to recover as before, this time it burned Sival's efforts in the past half an hour!

And the root of all this comes from those two sudden arrows, which are quite fatal! If Charlie wins in a dignified way, he just uses a sneak attack.

You must know that a level 17 magister is completely defenseless, and his physical endurance is not as good as that of a level 12 warrior, this is common knowledge, not to mention that Charlie used the means of extremely effective holy flames, which is a sharp weapon for the church to suppress all evil creatures.

"Who is it?!" Before Sivar could take his eyes off, the black shadow snapped up and fled towards Kabbalah.

Facing this fleeing back, Sival felt familiar, but there was also a sense of powerlessness.

Green Wind smiled heartily and made a neutral voice, "Mr. Charlie, well done!"

Seeing the four dragon spirits and fierce elven elders on the opposite side, Sivar felt an inexplicable anger burning in his chest, and he wanted to destroy everything in front of him!

The situation is out of control, and the war he has been planning for a long time could reap a crushing defeat!

If you can take this secret realm, or take a step back, you can destroy the sunset elves and occupy the entrance to the secret realm, it is worth the money, but now even the most basic strategic goals have not been reached, Sivar has an unbearable pain, and these pains will turn into raging anger!

It's Charlie! It's Charlie again!!

Ever since he appeared in his field of vision, he has been playing the role of a spoiler, first killing his beloved disciple Braz, then sabotaging his secret exploration plan, and today he took the opportunity to kill two necromancers in a row, changing the outcome of a war!

Kill him! You have to kill him!

Sivar paused, activated various acceleration abilities, and fought to catch up.

Seeing this, the soldiers on both sides were stunned, and the undead legion went crazy, because their commander actually rushed to the enemy's main base, completely ignoring the tens of thousands of friendly troops behind him, and the sunset elves also went crazy, because it was their homeland, the holy place where the tree of life Kabbalah rested.

So, a strange scene happened, everyone began to run towards the holy mountain, and then pulled each other's hind legs, fighting each other.

Charlie ran all the way to the root platform, stopped on the platform, and turned to face the terrifying Sival.

"Why don't you escape?" Sivar laughed angrily in front of the root platform, "Do you think this stupid tree can save you? ”

Charlie smiled back, "Are you scared?"

Sival snorted coldly, "Joke." ”

"You're not afraid, explain so much what are you doing?!According to your temper, you should just kill it!"

Sival is so hard that his teeth itch, this young man is not only difficult, but also has a strong ability to figure out people's psychology.

Sival said in a deep voice: "Then you are ready to die!"