And at the same time as the prohibition war began, the first batch of insectivore high-speed assault troops began to attack the first line of defense of the humanoid body. The warriors' swords at first topped them in an orderly row, but the soon arrival of the Crypt Demons immediately disrupted their formation, and many of them had to watch out for small spiders that could burrow into their bodies from any gap, in addition to shielding them from the claws of the insectivores.

The snipers quickly found their target, and with a few shots, some of the monsters that got too close to the ground were immediately wiped out by the power of the silver bullets.

The gunners always find the best position to bombard in this chaotic time, and when a group of necromancers concentrate on their forbidden spell and are excited about the effects it is about to bring, they would never expect a fifty-pound cannonball to explode in their heads.

The explosion quickly destroyed the spell cast, and even many relatively weak necromancers were blown into the air.

The dwarfworm watched the point of impact with a telescope from a distance, and excitedly screamed for a second shell. They didn't notice that danger was imminent, and the second shelling gave the Witch Worm enough information.

A swarm of gargoyles shook off their camouflage and flew straight towards the shellers.

Just as they were about to dive to deliver the deadly blow to each other, they were surprised to find that their claws turned into hooves out of thin air, and a team of sheep with wings hung over the battlefield in a very ridiculous posture.

The gargoyle found that its body had become a fat burden, and the small wings could not keep their flight fast enough, or that it was a miracle that such small wings could hold up such a fat sheep's body.

For snipers, such an air target is the best target, and soon all the gargoyles were hit in the head and fell from the air, and the effect of the Transfiguration was not lifted by death, and the fat sheep fell into the large group of undead insects, and many insectivores lost their combat effectiveness on the spot.

"Transfiguration?" The witch worm looked at the falling gargoyle and snorted softly. This is a young witch worm, and he has not even been a witch worm for more than a century.

But during this time, it was enough for him to master quite a bit of knowledge. It is impossible for anyone who is called a ** scholar to be better than a witch worm in terms of knowledge.

With this near-conceited sense of superiority, he quickly learned humility on the battlefield.

The Witch Worm pointed to the location of the shelling, where the Frost Worm and the gnome were still concentrating on the point of the projectile, not realizing that the Witch Worm in the distance would be against them.

He then unleashed the Frost Star, wilted his wilted hands waving in the air, summoning the hidden power of the spell. He was pleased with the action that the gunner had accomplished at the end of his spell.

Since the cast must be focused. He didn't notice that an object about the size of a frost worm was flying towards him at an unfathomable speed.

He was still intently trying to repeat the last part of the spell as Mochera's pointed helmet pierced his skull, but his mouth quickly dislocated, and the last spell turned into a slur.

The witch worm stared at the empty waving hands with wide eyes in disbelief, and then the roar of the frost worm was heard.

"Big idiot! Scarlet pig's head! I told you to throw me out, but you can't use me to smash that nasty bone. Now, I had to take off my helmet to get off this damn rotten bone. ”

The Witch Worm did not protest at the sudden appearance of the Frost Worm, as his head then fell off his neck bone. The incision was very flat, and Mocara cut off his head when she jumped down.

When the Frost Worm turned around to find the Protoworm bowing to him in apologies, Mocara had no more time to respond to his companion, and a group of surprised undead Worms began to frantically chase the Frostworm running back.

Soon they will notice that the Frost Worm's path is too straight, somewhat similar to that of a lure. But their rotten minds can't think too much about it.

A chain of lightning exploded in the insectivore swarm, and the eight insectivores were directly overtaken. Then they found the proto-insect body that was sneaking up in the woods, so they dropped the running frost insect body and frantically pounced on Chen Feng.

The Winter Wolf will always find where it should be, maintaining the advantage of luring enemies. An ice pick propelled an abomination into a trap that Mocera had prepared, and the upside-down stake pierced its fat body, tearing through the frostbitten parts. There was a howl from the trap like a pig. Mocera paused, frowning.

"It shouldn't be able to scream. Maybe the trap isn't perfect. Although he seemed to be talking to himself, the guy in his hand was not idle for a moment, the blue light representing Derenza and the battle axe with a harmonious forbidden blue sheen were interspersed among his enemies.

The insectivores that had been hit by the blunt side of the tomahawk fell, shattered enough bone to make them unable to stand. Those who were hit by the blade of the tomahawk were directly cut in two.

The most terrifying thing was the blue warhammer, the undead insect body that was hit flew straight out, crashed into the enemy behind it, and continued to fly backwards with it until it broke a few trees.

The crazy frost insect body was like a blue whirlwind, sweeping through every enemy rushing towards the forest, while Chen Feng on the other side was much more organized, and he began to make full use of the trap made by Mocara to bring in the undead insect body to reduce the number.

In fact, since the time of the counterattack, the Frost Worm has forgotten that it has been a trap.

Kuloskai accurately hammered each enemy that approached into the trap, while Hungry Kara stalked through the bushes of the forest, using icicles and claws to push the undead insects that approached the trap.

While all the races on the continent were fighting each other, two evil creatures were far away from the battlefield that people cared about: "Lutterdam, although you saved me, don't expect me to be grateful to you. You have to have a good enough explanation for why you teleported me here? ”

The boy stood like this, facing Lucy, and did not speak, but he hid the secret door behind him well.

Lucy knew every room in the fasttower, but this was her first visit.

If it were a normal day, the door she had stepped into earlier would have been sealed with a strong prohibition. It could be seen how much the undead worm body had cost in trying to open it, and on the way here, she saw more than one insectivore scorched by the power of the forbidden seal.

The door is now intact, so it appears that the door was opened in its normal order. Lucy shuddered at the thought of this.

"It can't be, it's not going to happen." Lucy began to panic. She tried to push the boy away to open the secret door behind him, but as she got closer to him, she stopped abruptly, as she was surprised to find that the boy was clutching a powerful frost staff instead of the crystal staff that the mages were used to use.

Having spent nearly a century in the Falstitus, she knew the power of this powerful Frost Staff, as long as she activated the right spell, she would freeze completely in a second, and due to the power of the ice picks emitted by the Frost Staff, a creature of her size could not withstand it.

In other words, when the Frost Staff activates, she will be completely shattered by the Ice Pick in her frozen state, and even the first-class Snow Worm will not be able to revive her.

Lucy was well aware of the threat she was facing, and she didn't dare to act rashly.

"I can't go in?" Lucy tried to negotiate with the boy in an inquiring tone, but the boy nodded. She found a chair and sat down, and the long journey had made her very tired.

The boy didn't react to her movements, just leaned against the bookshelf like a tired apprentice.

Lucy knew that the bookshelf was where the secret door was, and the boy's movements were well disguised, so that it did not give the slightest impression that he was guarding something, and if it weren't for Lucy knowing that there was indeed a door behind him, she would have thought that the boy was resting against the bookshelf due to fatigue.

"Who told you to stay here?" After sitting down, Lucy began to cut to the chase: "You're still an apprentice, can't you know that the spell used by this forbidden item was told by your mentor to keep you here?" Where is he? ”

The boy shook his head. (To be continued......) u