PS: If you are sick, you will change it today, and you will make up for it when you have a cold.

Thank you Tofu No. 2, Book Friend 160705091715073, Zhang Weichun, Alimu, Falling Knife, Wudao God, BiWinner, Alice·Megatron, Zhang Dashen for your recommendation votes, thank you for your support.

Just when Zuo Ze killed Bill, the four top professionals of the "Church Alliance" were already planning to retreat, and the intelligence error caused them to pay a heavy price, and now they must break out and report to their respective sects, and don't provoke Zuo Ze without a few legendary levels.

Zuo Ze easily solved the two dark priests, and when he saw that the coalition forces began to adjust their formation and plan to break out, he couldn't help but pout, and said to himself, "When I am here to open a good church, I can come if I want, and I can leave if I want?" ”

Zuo Ze felt the mana in his body and planned to make a big move, but unfortunately the repeated battles made his mana today insufficient to release the seven-ring spell; Helpless, Zuo Ze had no choice but to take out the Book of Summoning, preparing to improve his strength and fill up the mana at will.

I saw that the Book of Summoning detailed Zuo Ze's current state:

Name: Zozawa Trist.

Race: Human.

Creature Level: Level 15 (high-level professional, exemplary strength).

Class Level: Brigade Mage Level 3.

Attributes: Strength 13, Agility 13, Constitution 14, Intelligence 25, Perception 18, Charisma 20.

Faction: Absolutely neutral.

Mana: 102/560.

Psionics: 2593218.

After reading it, Zuo Ze plans to increase his strength to level 17, that is, the element level, and casually manifest two eight-ring spells, after all, after the strength is improved, he needs to compare the matching spells, so that he needs to consume 1,424,000 points of spiritual energy, and Zuo Ze, who has nearly 2.6 million foundations, is much more bold.

When the enemy present suddenly sensed that Zuo Ze's strength had increased, even the frequency of attacks had increased a lot. They scolded in their hearts, they really knew how to disguise, and only now did they reveal their true strength, it was too insidious, and they deserved to be evil mages. Apparently these survivors misunderstood Zuo Ze again.

Zuo Ze experienced the transformation of body elements, and found that it was easier to mobilize elements in the air, and to mobilize different elements as flexible as his own hands. Zuo Ze looked at the coalition forces that broke through, with a playful expression on his face, laughed out loud, and shouted nervously, "Feel desperate in the blizzard!" ”

Zuo Ze raised his two guns and opened fire into the sky. The two elements of wind and water gathered from all directions, causing the whole sky to become cloudy, the temperature was falling rapidly, and the fluttering snowflakes began to turn into goose feather snow, and finally even into fist-sized hailstones to fall.

After sensing Zuo Ze's strength, the three of Witt stopped entangled with the enemy and retreated towards him one after another. Without the sneak attack of the three high-level professionals, the speed of the coalition army's breakthrough was in vain, and the undead who besieged them were already less than a hundred, and they were about to break through the siege and enter the residential area, and then they could disperse and retreat, Zuo Ze didn't want to stop them.

Hope is always good, but unfortunately fate is like a play, saying that change will change, the hope of the last second, the next second has become despair. The eight-ring spell "Blizzard Sadism" formed a huge tornado, roaring down from the sky, mixed with wind blades and ice blades, raging in front of the coalition forces.

The wooden houses were torn to pieces like white paper, then sucked into the sky, and finally vanished into powder by the wind and snow. The most miserable melee class without spellcasting ability, just like Esbeck, as a ranger, his physique is the worst of the best, although he is the fastest, but he lacks the protection of spells and heavy armor, and no matter how fast he is, he can't outrun the blizzard's ubiquitous attacks.

At the beginning, Esbeck could still fill his whole body with blood and qi to resist Blizzard's attacks, but unfortunately, Blizzard's attacks continued to consume the blood in his body one after another, and when the blood was exhausted and he didn't run out of the spell range, his end was already doomed. The absolute zero cold wind made his body stiff and fragile, and the ice blades kept attacking him, and after a thousand slashes like Ling Chi, Esbek disappeared in front of the coalition little by little, and the desperate screams left behind were also blown away by the blizzard.

"Figuerre, Sean, I'm dying, I'll open a gap later, and you guys rush out with the rest of the people," said the woman named Parry, a believer in the goddess of magic, who thought it was just a normal church action, but she didn't expect that she would pay with her life.

"Parry, don't give up, we will definitely break through alive." Figuerre was the top priest of the Hand of Tyr, and he had a good relationship with her, so he hurriedly said.

Pari looked at him, with reluctance and nostalgia for her lover in her eyes, shook her head and didn't speak, mobilizing the spell slot to cast spells on the coalition survivors one by one, and the three-ring spell "Resistance to Elemental Damage" enhanced their body's elemental resistance. When the spell slot was used up, Pari did not hesitate to violate the teachings of the goddess of magic and began to mobilize the primordial magic in the space, just as Zuo Ze released a spell.

Parry's fingers were making complex gestures, and she was chanting incantations aloud in Elven language; Twenty seconds later, Pari, who had finally completed the preparation of the spell, released it to the position in front of the side, and fused all the super magic techniques she could use, and the "Stone Shaping Technique" of the four rings was enhanced to the six-ring spell, and a granite tunnel almost seventy meters long was formed.

The coalition survivors finally felt the hope of survival, picked up the shields of the war dead, put them on their heads, and rushed towards the corridor in a line; Unfortunately, only professionals such as priests, mages, and paladins survived, and professionals such as warriors and rangers have long since disappeared from the attack of the Eight Rings of spells.

Figuerre hurriedly came to Parry's body, intending to pick her up and leave, but she didn't expect Pari to step back and say with a look of fascination on her face, "Farewell, my love." You must live, don't avenge me, live well. ”

Figuerre's face changed, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a silver-white flame burning on Pari's body, Figuegre stepped forward and hugged Pari tightly, watching the unique "secret fire" of the goddess of magic devour her body; Neither of them spoke, and Pari wiped the tears from his face with her flaming hand, kissed him on the lips, and finally pushed him away, smiling, "Let's go." ”

The silver-white secret fire did not harm Figuegre in the slightest as if it did not exist, but Pari's strength was rapidly declining, and the magic power in her body turned into a little light and disappeared into the air, and finally Pari's body, when the cold wind blew, it disappeared like a phantom in the world.

Figuerre screamed in pain as she looked at the place where Pari had vanished, completely unconcerned about the attack of the Ice Blade and the Wind Blade.

Zuo Ze looked there when he sensed the large-scale spell fluctuations, but he didn't expect to witness the life-and-death parting between his lover, and he was the murderer who caused all this, Zuo Ze had a trace of remorse on his face, and muttered to himself, "Don't wait until you are powerless to protect before you think of regret....... Don't you understand? As he spoke, the remorse on Zuo Ze's face slowly disappeared, and finally turned into a flat expression. It's just that under this bland expression, what thoughts are hidden, who knows?

Figuerre's figure finally disappeared into the snowstorm, Zuo Ze retracted his gaze, and suddenly turned his head to look at the lich of Nalenur, and now only he, the legendary powerhouse, was left.