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"Boss, what should I do?"

Steve asked nervously, he was very good at judging the opponent's combat power by his breath, but at this moment, he didn't want this ability at all.

The aura emanating from the other party is as endless as the sea, and this side is a small lake, and the strength is not at the same level at all.

Morris clenched his broadsword in both hands and said in a deep voice, "Work in groups of three and choose the right opponent according to your ability." After a pause, he added,

"Protect yourself, don't die, or I won't be able to explain to your grandfather."

Steve smiled wryly, answered, and turned back to the group.

Eleven members of the Einsatztrappen were divided into three teams and prepared for battle as Morris had ordered.

On the other side, Griffel gave the same order, and the nine Templars were divided into three groups, forming a fan-shaped formation with Griffel as the center.

Amy and the witcher, who had gained the upper hand, also gave up their opponents and returned to the formation.

The situation is becoming more and more tense, and the hearts of the people are worried, and the sense of panic is getting stronger and stronger.

Especially the three elemental beings, one with a whole body on fire like a giant coming out of a volcano; One is covered with thunder and lightning, holding a trident in his hand, like the legendary god of thunder; One is made of solid ice, and the limbs are covered with sharp spikes.

They raised their hands with devastating energy fluctuations, and the air was so heavy that it seemed to condense.

"Kill them."

On the high platform, the strange man shouted angrily, his face was hideous, like a beast that only chooses people and devours them.

Roar!

War is on the verge of breaking out.

An angry roar came from the mouth of the elemental creature, and the nine creatures that came out of the stone statue opened their eyes at the same time, revealing their ink-like pupils, and the ancient wizard in the middle held up the purple wood staff and quickly chanted the incantation,

The obscure syllables echoed back and forth, and the air fluctuated abruptly, and circles of blue light converged towards the purple wooden staff.

The staff turned blue, and an intoxicating ice-blue flower emerged from the top.

Crushed Ice Impact!

It snorted, swung its purple wooden staff and slammed it the ground,

Click!

A cold mist appeared on the ground, the ice flakes shattered, and large ice crystals appeared out of thin air, streaking through the air with bursts of bitter whistling.

Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions immediately changed, the speed of the ice crystals was too fast, and the surface flashed with ice blue light, like a real blade, stabbed by this kind of thing, and a few blood holes inevitably appeared on the body.

"I hate wizards!"

Morris frowned, and was about to step forward when a tall figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

The paladin knelt on one knee, and the big sword in his hand appeared with a milky white halo,

"Decree: Judgment!"

He whispered a prayer, as he had done countless times, and a cross barrier of holy light appeared in front of everyone, stopping the crystal ice blades that flew at great speed.

While! While! While!

The skate blades continued to hit the barrier, like glass balls thrown against the wall, shattering, small ice chips flying everywhere, and the cross barrier also faded in the impact, and finally disappeared completely.

The terrifying scene passed, and while everyone sighed, their hearts became more and more uneasy,

It's just a wizard's attack, and the other creatures haven't done it yet.

"A wizard must be dealt with by someone, and he must not be allowed to perform magic at will." Joz said in a deep voice, as a wizard, he understands the horror of magic better than ordinary people, and letting a high-level wizard perform magic at will is simply an act of looking for death.

"I'll do it!"

Amy walked out of the crowd, "I'm fast, I'm not weak, I have a certain understanding of magic, and I have a different kind of energy to protect me, so I'm best suited to deal with him." ”

"Yes!" Morris nodded, and asked instead, "What about the night demon, whether it can also magic, or whether it is a dual attribute of undead and soul, whether it is or not, it will become a scourge." ”

"It's up to me." The witcher replied,

"What about the lizardmen?"

"It's mine too."

The corners of the witcher's mouth were raised, his calm face revealed a strong confidence, and the pure white blade in his hand also felt something, emitting a piercing white light.

Morris snorted and shouted,

"I'll deal with two too, orcs and northern warriors."

"Give it to me as a Darkwing and a Half-Dragon."

Not far behind, the Paladin chose two strong opponents.

Seeing them like this, Joz frowned slightly and said helplessly,

"In that case, leave the ice giants and fire giants to me, and I will find a way to contain them and let them estimate the rest flawlessly in a short time."

"As for the rest of ......" turned and glanced back,

"I can only leave it to them."

After saying that, he walked directly out of the crowd, raised his staff flat, and quickly chanted the incantation, and a fireball and a cloud of ice crystals appeared on the top of the staff, shooting at the ice giant and the fire giant respectively.

Rumble!

Ice crystals and fireballs hit their targets at the same time, the flames melt the ice crystals, the ice crystals solidify the flames, the trauma caused by the elemental opposition penetrates the soul, and the ice giant and the fire giant are furious, change direction, and roar and rush towards Joz.

"Good luck guys."

Joz muttered, turned over and rode on the staff, chanting the incantation, and the staff rose into the air, leading the wizard and the two elemental giants chasing behind him towards the corner.

"It's time for us to fight, too."

The rest of the group glanced at each other and rushed to their chosen opponent.

The battle officially began, powerful energy fluctuations and roars continued to explode, and the hall of ruins was completely chaotic.

At the same time, in the far corner, Maureen, who had killed the elven warriors, quietly disappeared and hid in a dark corner, looking at the people who were fighting together in a daze.

"A bloody battle, but unfortunately it doesn't belong to me."

She muttered in a low voice, lowered her body, and slowly retreated, but unfortunately she didn't take a few steps, and a sentence suddenly sounded in her ears,

"You're going to run away."

Maureen's face changed and she blurted out, "Lord Fenrir? ”

"It's me."

A hoarse voice echoed in her mind, and Maureen was excited, looked left and right, and whispered,

"When did you come and where did you be?"

"Don't look for it, I'm in a place you can't see,

Now, I want you to do something for me, and when I succeed, I will give you the golden apple. ”

Maureen's eyes were suspicious, "Don't you know the news of the golden apple?" ”

"It's on the weirdo, I just found out."

Maureen didn't believe it, Fenrir was cunning by nature, and none of the words that came out of its mouth were true, but the curiosity in her heart was still hooked, and she was silent for a moment, and asked tentatively,

"How can you be sure that the golden apple must be on it?"

"It's a secret?"

"Can't you say it explicitly?"

Fenrir didn't answer, obviously impatient, and said sharply,

"Find a chance to get close to the creature wrapped in the high platform, kill it, and the golden apple will be yours, otherwise, you will stay here forever, and no one will come to save you."

After saying that, it directly interrupted the sound transmission.