In the early morning, Heras set out alone. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She has only one goal, which is to defeat the leader of the Central City-State Alliance, Kru Rainer.

As long as this elven contract magister is captured, then the next thing is to deal with some scattered sand of rangers, and their strength is not enough to fear.

Heras planned to carry out a central surprise attack before the opponent could react and seal victory in one fell swoop.

In the civilized world of human beings, because there are clear restrictions and regulations, even if the strategic-level magus has enough strength, he cannot go out to carry out a decapitation assault, but in this place, no one can regulate Heras.

This is the best course of action to avoid more innocent deaths and injuries.

However, when Heras had just flown over a meandering river, she saw her target and was already in front of her.

The Elven Friend, Crewe Rainer, as if he knew the enemy was coming, stood at the top of a hill that was neither tall nor low, looking up at Heras in the sky with a blank face.

He emitted a palpable wave of mana and scattered all the nearby clouds, leaving Heras without a place to hide, and it was clear that he knew the enemy was coming.

Herass flapped her wings and hovered in the air, looking down at the man below.

Crewe Rainer's appearance was exactly the same as the information he had received, so Heras recognized the other party at a glance.

He is forty-three years old this year, but he has a baby face, he looks like a young man in his early twenties, he is quite ordinary in appearance, there is nothing special, but the quiet temperament on his body will make people feel close.

Heras found that the other party was not wearing protective Magister armor or weapons, but was wearing an ordinary costume, but behind him, there was something more powerful than ordinary weapons.

Those were two giant elves.

The elf on the right is five meters tall, with the upper body showing the appearance of a human body, and the lower body is a wavy whirlpool like a stream of water, and the facial features are not visible on the head.

It was the elf that Crewe Rayna often called, the water elemental elf Wells.

On the left, there is a huge elf in the shape of a tiger, with a head larger than that of a human adult, a body about seven meters long, and a pair of huge tiger eyes, as literally as the meaning, looking at Hera in the sky.

Heras confronted Crewe Rainer in silence.

These two elves are the elven friends that Kru Rayna most often calls, not the high-ranking elves who have signed a contract with him, and Heras also knows that these two elves alone are enough to compete with the high-level magistors of the human race, and if the other party calls out other elves, they can immediately become a powerful elven army.

According to the intelligence, Kru Rena has at least the ability to call on hundreds of elves, and among them, there are three high-ranking elves who are second only to the king of elves.

Each of the high-level elves has the same strength as a human strategic magister, that is to say, the other party has the value of three strategic magisters just by one person.

If you want to deal with this man, you have to subdue this summoner before he can call out the elves.

The problem is that the high-ranking elves who have made a contract with Kru Rainer will definitely not leave the contractor's side, and when he is in danger, they will definitely come out to protect him, and at that time, it will become a battle between two strategic magisters.

Originally, Heras still wanted to take advantage of the other party's inattention to carry out a decapitation assault to avoid such a situation, but since the other party discovered her plan and appeared in this necessary place to wait, she had to attack in the most direct way.

So, Heras, who had already made up her mind, did not open her mouth to persuade the other party to surrender, and directly transported a huge amount of magic power and rushed straight to the ground.

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Crewe Rainer looked at the red meteor coming towards him in the sky, sighed secretly, and asked his two friends to help fend off each other.

He didn't expect that the other party would take action directly, and originally wanted to delay it for a while with verbal negotiations, but it seemed that it was unsuccessful.

With more than 100 elven friends, he recently received a warning from an elf who was monitoring the enemy's movements, knowing that the opponent's powerful magister had hidden his figure, hidden in the clouds, and deduced the opponent's route, knowing that the opponent planned to go directly to his city and carry out a deadly surprise attack.

In order not to affect the residents of the city, Crewe had to take the initiative and stop the other party himself.

Of course, he knew the power of the magister with the appearance of the girl in front of him, and when he received the news that the army he had prepared was easily subdued by the other party yesterday, he knew that the other party must be a strategic-level magister.

The only one who can deal with a strategic magus is another strategic magister, especially in this magical world.

Crewe knew that it was useless to bring as many helpers as he could, he didn't reach the same level, and he was just cannon fodder who would soon be sacrificed, so he would fight alone.

The only thing he could ask for now was his elven friends.

The water elemental spirit Wells was the first to rise from the ground, meeting the opponent who seemed to be burning in the sky, and the tiger-like elf Gus, who also moved his huge body, followed by the water elemental, and jumped into the sky.

The other Magister emitted a mist like flames and exuded a strong pressure, and Crewe knew that he would need to summon a few elves who could fight each other while the two friends were buying time.

Elves are pure magical beings, and their bodies can gather and disperse freely in the magical world, and Crewe knows a secret, the place where elves usually live is not the magical world, but between the cracks of the world, the closest place to the source of magic, and they will come to reality when necessary.

That's why elves are so rare, not because of the small number of their race, but because they don't live in the same place as humans at all.

The more powerful the elf, the longer it will take to come to this real world, although Crewe has already called for his friends to come in advance, but the magic of the superior elf is too huge, and it will take a while to appear, but unfortunately, before he is ready to finish, the enemy has already arrived.

The battle began.

The burning blood-red mist blocked all the attacks of the two powerful elves, whether it was the compressed water gun of the water elemental that could divide gold and stones, or the powerful power of the tiger elves that could smash rocks into flying ashes, they could not shake the mist for a single bit.

The blood-red mist ignored the elves' attacks and pressed directly on their bodies, as if the actual mist was pushing the elves with brutal force, as if trying to press them to the ground like this.

Crewe didn't expect the battle to be so one-sided, the other party was not afraid of the elves' attacks at all, but with pure strength, without any tricks, he overwhelmed these two friends who had solved a lot of trouble for him.

Sweating profusely, Kru was very nervous and kept calling for his friends to come, he knew that there was not much time left, and in about a few dozen seconds, the other party would hit these two elf friends, and then face him unarmed.

This was the first time he had faced a strategic-level magister, and he was forced to come face to face with the other party without adequate preparation, his strength was all on his elven friends, and he was helpless in the face of this kind of pure power attack.

The flaming mist fended off all the attacks of the two elves with absolute defensive power, and kept pushing them, getting closer and closer to the ground.

Then, unsurprisingly, the water elemental and the tiger elf were slapped to the ground by the blood-red mist with a loud bang and a shock.

The strategic-level magister wrapped in the blood mist saw that the elves blocking him were temporarily incapacitated, and immediately made a turn and rushed straight to Krewe's location at the fastest speed.

Crewe looked at the approaching foe, his heart pounding so violently that it almost popped out of his mouth.

Seeing that the other party was about to approach, Crewe finally felt his friend's response to him.

With all his strength, he called out his friend's name.

"My friend Thor, please help me, take down the enemy in front of me!"

Lightning and thunder roared, and bright yellow thunder appeared from the void, and the momentum hit the blood mist in the sky.