The duke, who was gnawed at his heart by frustration, angrily ordered the mage next to him: "Give me electricity!" Give me a chain of lightning! Electrocute her and the mercenaries behind her! ”

Seeing that the low-level mages immediately picked up their magic wands and began to cast a chain of lightning, several lightning bolts like bright giant snakes blooming with silver light flew up, drawing several hideous trajectories and slashing at Sofina. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Duke Info was proud for a while: This spell is extremely fast, even a martial arts master with a fast body can only barely avoid it a little, and he still has to take nearly half of the damage. Now that several bolts of lightning are surrounding and killing together, even if you are extremely fast, you will not be able to escape death. The end is like the mage who turned to charcoal! It's just that this chick's figure seems to be quite good, it's a pity, it's a pity.

Several dazzling electric lights seemed to be flying silver waterfalls, and in an instant, Sofina was already unavoidable, and suddenly puffed up the Nine Turns Yi Pulse Dafa to prepare for a hard blow.

She shouted wildly in her heart: "Goddess bless! ”

The goddess really "blessed" her.

A large cloud of blue mist flew down from nowhere, just in front of her!

The huge silver lightning was like a mad snake, crackling and exploding violently on the blue clouds. Strangely, there was no lightning bounce at the other targets, as if all the attacks had been drawn into the blue cloud.

The silver electricity dissipated, but the beautiful clouds that were still blue flashed with blue-purple electric sparks, and occasionally red and green brilliant electric bursts appeared, like a magic lamp as big as a rhinoceros emitting brilliant electric light.

The Duke and the other mages were shocked, but they saw that the "blue cloud" radiated a thick electric current like tentacles all over their bodies and rushed directly towards the terrified soldiers, rampaging through their ranks, and the blue electric tentacles flew one after another, making them tremble one by one, and their mouths were foaming at the mouth and fainting to death. It was as if a huge blue octopus was swaying at the poor school of fish with its tentacles like electric light.

The duke's eyes widened: "Look, what is that?" It looks like a small cloud, but how does it look like a blue liquid? ”

The low-level mages looked at each other, and one of them whispered for a long time, "It looks like a soft mud monster." ”

"Ooze monsters?" The Duke wanted to kick him: "Can the ooze monster float in the air? Can you still put lightning? ”

The other mages shouted, "Look at that thing flying back." ”

The Duke looked back, and sure enough, he saw that the strange sea blue cloud had flown back to the camp behind, as if he had no intention of attacking it. He secretly sneered in his heart: "Count yourself smart, if you really come to take revenge, I will order someone to release the remaining three ice magic balls to freeze you into ice slag!" He turned back and ordered: "There are a few powerful characters in this camp, let the soldiers come back and rob other teams!" ”

The Duke's soldiers retreated like a tidal wave on the beachhead. Then, he turned around and rushed to another small caravan not far away—one with a total of less than 30 men.

Sure enough, there is no upper limit on the number of people who are afraid of the weak.

The strange blue cloud flew back into the line between Sofina and the mercenary leader, and with a swish, it quickly contracted and condensed, turning into a tall blue-robed figure - this "freedom mage", not only did not look injured in the slightest, but was in good spirits as if he had eaten a delicious meal, and was looking at them with a satisfied smile.

The mercenary leader and his comrades were already dumbfounded. He stammered and asked, "You~~ What electricity was just now~~?" ”

The "Freedom Mage" raised his eyebrows: "Electricity? Well, it feels pretty good. It's pretty comfortable. ”

Hurd pulled away the dumbfounded mercenaries and ran over and shouted, "That's amazing! It's gorgeous! You're even better than the mages in Blackstone who specialize in energy sculpting! By the way, why not kill them? Just take them to Corona? These unsightly guys want to rob us, it's really innocent! If you hadn't come back in time, we'd all be finished. Just think about it and get angry, you should kill them! It's better to kill the main messenger behind you too! ”

Mu Qingyang snorted lightly and said, "Whoever wants to kill them, they will do it themselves." Don't pull me up. Then he leaned into Hurd's ear and whispered solemnly, "Aren't we in trouble enough?" If I kill people indiscriminately and cause something else, I can go away. Are you just waiting for someone to collect the body, or wait for me to fly back and 'collect the body' for you? ”

When Hurd heard this, he couldn't help but think of the charred mage corpse in the camp behind. Suddenly he took two steps back in horror, and he didn't dare to shout anymore.

The caravan owner also ran over panting, not knowing whether he was frightened or excited. He brought a cup of tea out of nowhere, a slightly flattering smile appeared on his face, and he said very respectfully: "Master Master, you have worked hard. Please drink tea. ”

Why is it so familiar? Mu Qingyang secretly felt funny in his heart, and tasted it carefully after taking the cup.

And the boss still leaned next to the affectionate place to ask for warmth, and had no intention of leaving. Mu Qingyang thought about it and understood: that mage had been electrocuted into charcoal, and he was the only spellcaster in this team, so the boss naturally had to do his best to tie himself in order to ensure the next trip. Maybe after seeing the scene just now, he thought that he was a high-level mage and had a chance to open up the upper route, so he wanted to get in touch with himself and prepare for future business.

Alas~~ It's a pity that I'm too busy to take care of myself.

He looked at the teacup, it was a plant he had never seen before, and it emitted a faint fresh scent. Mu Qingyang tasted it in small sips, experiencing the medicinal properties. As a demon clan, one of the biggest advantages is that you are not afraid of poison. Especially a demon clan like him who has entered a high class is even more fearless. The reason for this is that after a long period of connection with the demonic power, the body has undergone some extraordinary changes. Ordinary toxins can't destroy this body.

There is a slight irritating force in the tea, a bit like a stimulant. However, it is not so violent, and it does not cause structural damage to the brain. And ordinary drugs, no matter how large or small the amount, can cause irreversible damage to the brain! He carefully experienced the changes in his internal organs, but unfortunately there was no reaction.

It seems that this thing can only be refreshed, and it is not very useful. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little gloomy, I don't know when the pill materials needed for the Nine Turns Xuangong will be put together.

And there was already a miserable sound next to it.

The defeated soldiers immediately vented their fear and anger on the small caravan, and they screamed and rushed into the small group's camp, brandishing their swords and battle axes and slashing wildly. They cut off the legs of the horses so hard that they saw the poor skinny horses neighing into pieces; They yelled and cut down tents, slashed wheels, scattered goods, and shoved and looted each other; They swarmed up mercilessly, stabbing the poor people with several weapons at once, breaking their severed limbs and bleeding their brains and intestines.

Their roars and looting even drowned out the screams of the caravan, as if to say, "! If you can't rob them, I'll rob you! ”

The surrounding caravans were terrified, but no one dared to come forward, and could only watch the poor youth, middle-aged, and old people like roosters struggling in boiling water, letting out their last sad wail.

But who wouldn't have thought that something would happen!

A bold voice exploded in the noisy night: "For love and justice!" Wicked executioners, go back to your homeland. “

Love and justice?!

Mu Qingyang almost squirted out the tea in his mouth--what day is today? How could you come across such a brainless idiot?

He looked back and was shocked!

In the distance, a beam of colorful light shaped like a flashlight shone on the wolf-like soldiers, and everywhere the brilliant colored light swept was a muffled snort and strange screams. As soon as a person in a slightly worse health is illuminated, he immediately rolls to the ground without saying a word, as if he has passed out; Those who were strong snorted as if they had struck a stick, and their feet trembled and stiffened; There are also some who are quite good physically and mentally, but they cover their eyes and shout, "I can't see!" It's completely invisible! ”

"For love and justice!" A burly figure chanted this eerie slogan and rushed towards the restless and angry soldiers. He was a large boy in Roman golden armor, wielding a golden one-handed sword in one hand and a round shield as long as a thigh in the other, and rushed at the howling and eager to plunder. His face was so immature that he definitely didn't look more than age, but his fierce posture was like that of a burly golden bison, stepping on the sand and dust with an astonishing momentum and slamming into the enemy.

A bearded dwarven soldier calmly raised his battle axe and rushed first. He had been on the battlefield for a long time, and he had already seen that the boy was a samurai. But the qualifications are too shallow, and the posture of raising the sword and rushing wildly to bluff the farmers who have never seen the scene is okay, but in his own eyes, it is completely full of loopholes. Especially when he was running, his body was unstable, as long as he held his first sword and used the axe technique that he had practiced hard for more than ten years, he would definitely be able to hit his left leg. Even if this samurai blessed himself with enough spells and his body was as strong as wood and stone, he would be cut to the ground!

Cutting down on the battlefield is nine deaths! Because the battlefield is completely different from the ring. In the ring, you can continue to fight even if you fall to the ground, and even use some ground martial arts to defeat your enemies by surprise. But the result of falling to the ground on the battlefield is either trampled to death by the people and horses around you, or you are swarmed by the enemy and cut into rotten meat! Although the armor is thick, it is only protected by leather armor between the upper arms, thighs, and waist and hips.

The bearded soldier calmly took his breath. He lunged forward seemingly rudely, but in fact he kept a small stride to adjust his speed, pace, and bearing. Calculate the rhythm of the opponent and the swing of the center of gravity with each step forward, and try to meet the enemy in the best azimuth.

The golden young warrior roared like a bull: "For love and justice!" Die, you scumbags! "He ran like crazy, as if even the boulders would be smashed into powder!

The bearded dwarf soldier sneered: Think you can win if you rush fast? You're too tender to cut you down with just two axes!

The surging golden light and the fierce axe shadow slammed together.

There was a strange sound of "chirp", and half of the body flew out diagonally with dripping and terrifying blood. "Pu" rolled over in the dust all over the ground.

The bearded soldier fell to the ground, looking with endless despair and horror at the lost lower half of his body, the axe that had been split in half. He exhaled the last breath of life heavily, and fell to the ground completely: Finally~ Is he finally going to die? Do you die on the battlefield like those brave comrades? My wife, who has only been married for three months, is not very good-looking, but she is really a little reluctant to her. But soon there was no need to endure the damp camping tent, the beating and abuse from the superiors, the scorching sun of the cracked skin, and the daily life of worry and anger. Great God, I am coming.

At this moment, he smiled.

The young duke trembled angrily: "You say, what the hell is going on?" In a few small caravans, three or four powerful characters popped up in a while. How is this possible? Are they all the main characters of adventure novels? Gods above, what the hell is going on? ”

One of the guards rushed over and persuaded: "Our soldiers have suffered heavy losses, and now they have no morale at all. If we continue to fight, we will only lose more people! Lord Duke, quickly order a retreat and preserve your strength for the future. ”

"Withdraw?" The Duke struggled to think and think. Although he is unwilling, it is really not cost-effective to waste his troops for a little money, and then affect the plan to fight for the throne. So he opened his mouth and scolded: "Today is considered an evil sect, could it be that the fifth-class demonic weapon has now become a cheap street product?" Dry! Then I'll buy him a hundred and kill those nobles who get in the way!" Never mind! Tell them to hurry up and withdraw first! ”

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a series of shrill shouts from the samurai in the distance, and a few of them said: "You lackeys of the nobility! Just as hypocritical and incompetent as they are, it is useless to do nothing but say beautiful big words and pretend to be sincere and make the most hypocritical promises! It's best if you garbage dies! ”

Even the young duke, who had been frustrated, suddenly heard that his heart was burning on the top of his head, and his seven orifices were full of blood smoke. also scolded in disregard of etiquette: "Withdraw his mother!" You lawless outcasts, mobs! As cunning and greedy as a jackal on the side of the road. It is useless except to shout righteous words in your mouths and mobilize ignorant and incompetent people to accompany you to your death! You demagogic bastards who destroy the stability of the territory are best dead! You blast him to death with the rest of your spells! ”

The mages quickly chanted the incantation, and red, white, and basket lights appeared in their hands, and the surging spell energy surrounded the duke, making him feel full of confidence: "Give me no price!" Use all the spells for me! Be sure to kill that samurai! ”

A strange sound rose first, and three lightning bolts pierced the night sky like hideous silver claws, stabbing at the golden warrior.

Then three round balls of fire the size of a basin flew out, each of which resembled a large ball of red and yellow lava, with a scorching texture - a violent fireball with a spell effect, spell power, and spell upgrade effect at the same time was really resonant!

The last two frozen orbs rushed out of the Duke's camp with a tail-like cold light, like an ice comet that suddenly appeared from the cold universe to destroy the enemy with extreme cold!

The three different forms of spell energy are like flying beasts, with colorful "teeth" and colorful "claws" to pounce on.

A mage shield flew out of the slash and blocked it in front of the warrior, and it unexpectedly "buzzed" and soared, and it actually became taller than a floor! It was as if a translucent dining table used by a giant protected the little samurai. But the mage shield can only defend against physical attacks and magic missiles, how can it stop those strong elemental attacks?

The chain of lightning flashed like three fierce silver snakes with their poisonous mouths wide open. to the Mage's Shield.

Suddenly, a strange change occurred - the huge mage shield actually emitted a brilliant cyan light, like a beautiful and solid pale cyan round glass, which resisted the fierce electric snake! Let them sputter brilliant silver sparks on them, but they will not move!

A dull roar of "lava fireballs" swooped down. They resembled substantial fiery red rolling stones, slamming into the pale cyan oversized mage shield. However, the mutation regeneration - a thicker cyan brilliance suddenly flashed on the pale cyan shield, making those fierce flame energies seem to sink into the sea, and after a few bursts of fiery light, they completely disappeared.

Eventually, the most terrifying of the "Frozen Comets" leaped over with the terrifying Frost Tail, making a piercing sound and slamming into the dark cyan mage's shield. But they fail - the soulful translucent round shield is like the surface of the sea, and no matter how much you throw into it, it will be devoured by a little bit of it!

Three intense spell energies erupted, emitting a colorful sun-like glow! All of them screamed and turned to avoid the raging light and deafening roar!

Eventually, the intense light dissipated, and there was a dead silence all around.

The dark cyan shield shrank to the ground, turning into an ordinary mage shield about half a human tall, floating beside the young warrior like a living thing. And he looked at the duke with contempt.

The duke felt a little cold: "What was that just now?" His voice trembled slightly.

A few mages said sluggishly: "It seems ~ It seems to be the effect of magic immunity?" ”

The duke didn't want to kick people this time, because he was also scared: "But ~~ But how can the demon be on a mage shield?" And this mage shield can be bigger and smaller, and even run to other people's side? His tone became stern: "Haven't you always said that the mage's shield can only be added to the caster himself?" How could such an effect come out now? ”

Several low-level mages suddenly said anxiously: "Duke, now is not the time to investigate this matter!" If this kid really knows, then he might be a high-level mage in disguise! Even if it isn't, it's possible that some high-ranking relative or student can't afford to mess with it! If we don't leave, we're done! ”

The Duke gasped and shivered. That's true, otherwise how could you encounter such a strange scene? Maybe that samurai also has a lot of background, and even pretends to be frizzy?

The sensitivity of politics made him feel as if he was caught in a great conspiracy - he had heard before that some prophetic mages who could "see" the future deliberately set up bizarre things to set up for their own targets. Did you fall into this trap yourself?

He exclaimed, "Come back!" Let them come back quickly! It's too dangerous here, hurry back to our territory! After saying that, he turned his horse's head and squeaked into the dark night like a mouse out of his cage. Leaving the same shouting and screaming low-level mages and other guards far behind.

Hurd's envious eyes never left the young mage, and he sincerely admired: "It's amazing! It's amazing! Master, did you see that? As soon as he turned around, he saw Mu Qingyang's eyes squinting solemnly, staring at the mage tightly, and there was a faint red glow in his pupils.

When Mu Qingyang saw Hurd looking over, the red light in his eyes disappeared immediately, and he just coldly dropped a sentence: "Hmph." It's amazing! After that, he went back to treat the wounded.

There was a wail under the walls, and all the caravans were treating their wounded. Mu Qingyang also did his duty as a "mage" and carefully treated the wounded members of his team. Fortunately, no one broke their hands and feet, otherwise they would not have been able to do anything.

"My lord, are you alright?" A beautiful face suddenly came over, and asked in a concerned tone, "Are you tired of casting spells?" Why don't you take a break and drink some tea? ”

"Huh?" Mu Qingyang was stunned, why did this girl's attitude change so much today? Why are you suddenly so proactive today?

Nothing to do, be courteous, not a traitor or a thief!

So he said lightly: "It's okay, I'm just thinking about those two weird teenagers." ”

Hurd suddenly ran over and interjected, "The spell equipment in their hands may be a legendary spell tool!" Otherwise, it would not have been possible to have such a perverted effect! "It's just that this time I'm far away from Sofina's teaching, and I don't dare to get closer.

Mu Qingyang said with a little surprise: "According to what you said in your book, legendary spell tools are very rare. How could it be on two furry children? Even if the gold bricks fall in front of you from the sky, they can't compare to their luck! I don't think they have much ability, but they are not afraid of being stolen with this kind of precious thing to display everywhere? Or do you want to provoke some greedy characters? ”

A stormy dragon groan interrupted the conversation.

The super-large black dragon in the prime of life was like a red storm cloud, with a roar like a rolling thunder, and it was pressed down heavily. The fierce wave of air that fanned up flooded the camp of all the caravans, sending the sand and gravel flying and the carts spinning, and causing everyone to crawl to the ground in amazement. His mouth spewed out random flaming flowers that could burn his body to ashes, like a supreme and majestic king in the air giving orders to his subservient people: "Ant-like cavemen! Hand over your spell equipment. Otherwise, I'll burn you to ashes!" (To be continued.) )