Smofa's ability was supposed to burn everyone on the plains.

That's right, including Rheins.

But, in Smofa's words, it was his own power, how could it not be under his own control?

So, despite the disdain for his words, Reins felt only a comforting warmth.

The light of the plains had returned to its lowest level of vision, and most of the "shadows" had disappeared into the air. The disappearance of the "shadow" did not move No. 8, but the situation on the plains made her face change.

"You're going to cover for someone?" She crooked her face and roared, "As the main fighting force of Roseos, you have actually learned to cover others? It's ridiculous! ”

I don't know when it started, except for the people on Roseos's side, there were only two people left on this plain, Smofa and Rhines.

"What's the point of everyone staying and you're spending time here?" Reins sneered, "Our purpose is not to waste time with you here. ”

Their ultimate goal is only to destroy the core magic array, and whether they can win the 8th or not has nothing to do with them. In an environment where they can't see clearly, others will only make their actions more difficult.

So, before the vision went completely dark, Reins took advantage of the weather anomaly to cover up her cancellation of the barrier that cut off the communication, and used the induction between "Fili" to get Shuka and Imi to leave the battle center with the remaining few people.

It doesn't matter if there are others guarding the magic array, Shuka and Imi know the severity, and if they can't solve it, they will stay there and wait for them to solve the 8th before acting.

"That's no use." No. 8 quickly calmed down, and a hint of madness appeared in his calm expression from time to time, "There are other guards around the magic array, just a few of them, there is no way at all." ”

This situation was expected by Reins, so it did not make her feel any panicked sense of crisis. It's better to say that No. 8 admits this, which makes her feel a lot easier.

The mage's mana reserves were already a serious problem, but the other party still had some of their strength left next to the magic array, instead of fighting them here. It's okay to say if the enemy of No. 8 is someone else, but in the face of Rhine, this approach is simply ridiculous.

"Rossos takes the training of Ritual Mages very seriously, as there is no record of how to train them in any of the books. For the sake of this hard-won result, Rossos did not dare to let their baby go out to fight easily, and all their means of fighting were only on paper. ”

Reins' speech made 8 gloomy, but her purpose was not just to provoke 8. Judging by the tense body behind her, her friends still understood what she was trying to express.

"So what?" Number 8 said in a low voice, "Even if I don't have as much combat experience as a killing machine like you, you still don't have anything to do with me. ”

As if to verify her credibility, the once-dissipated "shadow" is showing signs of recondensing. This time, instead of being divided into weak individuals, they are grouped together and are forming into an even larger body.

"The people of Roses are really completely self-conscious......"

The words of exclamation disappeared into the air, and with them disappeared was the figure of Smofa.

Rhines calmly looked at the forming foe, seemingly unconcerned about the threat it could pose. As Number 8 stared at Rheinth defensively, the thrust slammed into her face, sending her flying sideways.

"One of the disadvantages of a magician is that he is physically weak." Smoker shook his fist and looked condescendingly at the man prostrate on the ground, "It's too weak, it's too weak." ”

"You-" Number 8 looked up angrily and glared at him, "how could it be—"

"How could it be possible to sneak up on you, who should have the ability to fight in close combat, right?"

Reins took Eight's words leisurely in the distance, and she slowly walked towards the faintly dragon-like black shadow, still casually continuing the conversation with Eight.

"It's true that Rossos didn't neglect everyone's combat training, using competition and killing to select the best fighters, which is their cruelty, but it really works for them. It's just that...... We can be screened in this way because we are just 'ordinary people', and even if we die, we can easily find them if we look for them again. ”

Rhines moved closer to the dark shadow and looked at the aggregate in front of her with an ornamental attitude.

"But it's too much luck to be able to become a ritual magician, even if it's an organization like Roseos, it's not easy to find a suitable body, and besides, for various reasons, the church has secretly targeted Roses, so they can't blatantly carry out acts that are easy to arouse suspicion from others."

The silver-haired mercenary only looked up for a moment, as if he had lost interest. She turned her head to look at Eight, who was still unsightly lying on the ground, and smiled a tooth-tickling smile.

"In order to protect the precious and rare test subjects, Roseos can only let you fight if you have sufficient protection. But without a dangerous battle, there is never a way to exercise the fighting nerves. In most cases, you just need to stand from a distance and don't need to fight yourself, and in that sense, you have plenty of magical experience, and that's right. But ......"

Reins reached out to the shadow, placing her fingers on the edge of the churning black gas.

"That's just the experience of using magic, not the experience of fighting with magic. As a ritual mage, I'm not even good at magic combat, let alone hand-to-hand combat. The mercenary gave No. 8 a bad look, "As far as I know, one of you once sneaked out to fight on his own, and although he was later severely punished by Roseos, he was actually on the battlefield - judging by your performance, it should be No. 10." ”

She paused for a moment, a brighter smile on her face. Without hesitation, her arm reached into the black qi and pressed against the head of the almost formed monster.

"You're a little bit higher, but ...... It's a pity. You're not as good as that No. 10. ”

In the other party's tearful gaze, the black "dragon" did not even exert its combat power, and it was broken into pieces little by little from Rhine's men.

In the Oretari Mountains, Mette slung to his sword, panting and staring ahead. Unlike her slightly embarrassed demeanor, her eyes bloomed with a light that made people dare not look at it easily. There was no doubt that no movement could escape her eyes.

Rosiel's team and the four members of the Gula family weren't just as good-looking, but they still dutifully stood with their backs straight, ready to deal with the enemies that would come before them.

Pat seemed to be the most relaxed, but the sweat on his face also showed the intensity of the battle just now. Bora sat on top of his summoned beast, watching the battlefield on the ground from afar in the sky.

As an animal tamer, he and his summoned beasts have no way to attack the Sacrificial Mage. He can only clear out the nearby miscellaneous soldiers who want to interfere with the battlefield, and circle around to ensure the safety of the battle center.

Although I don't know what happened to the four people of the Gula family, judging from the results, they can even cause harm to those spirits, and there must be some kind of secret that no one knows, but this kind of trivial matter is insignificant at the moment, and it is something that can be dealt with back in Roseos.

Roselle's squad is really useless, only as the captain of Rosiel, with Pat's blessing, has gained some offensive ability, and they can only play the role of dividing the firepower most of the time, but Mette obviously doesn't care if they can really help.

In front of them, among the rocks of the collapsed mountain, their enemies were buried there. Mette wouldn't be naïve enough to think that this would be enough to get rid of the other party, after all, the man who claimed to be Number 10 was so cunning that he couldn't hold it in the palm of his hand, and was always able to dodge attacks that could really cause critical damage in a variety of ways.

After waiting for a few minutes, the stone in front of him still didn't change, but Mette seemed to notice a slight change in expression. She took two steps forward, staring at the stone for a minute, then closed her eyes, and even the muscles in her body relaxed.

Within seconds, a small sound of wind could be heard in her ears. Before something actually hit her, the sword in her hand slashed at her side in an arc that a human wrist couldn't possibly do, knocking down an object that appeared to be metal.

But it wasn't over yet, as items that looked like hidden weapons struck her head one after another. Mette was unhurried, her sword was perfect for all the attacks, and Mette himself had disappeared from place at some point.

"It's a really good fighting stance."

The cheerful voice of the dark-haired woman rang out from behind the crowd, and Pat looked back, and the belligerent woman put her arm on the shoulder of the ragged man as if she had been friends for many years, but her forearm was folded towards her own body, just pressing down on the other's neck.

"I'll just say, with Roses' teachings, these people in Roseos can't all be freaks who like to fight head-on." Mette even smiled and squinted, rubbing the man's head vigorously, "That No. 2 is an outlier at all, with that kind of cheating ability, and he actually wants to learn what kind of knightly style is a dignified battle, so he was killed by Rhine so easily." ”

Number 10 seemed to open her mouth to say something, but Mette's arms seemed to tighten inadvertently, and her hands slowly tugged at his hair.

"But that's not going to work at all, is it?" Her eyes opened dangerously, and the cold killing intent completely enveloped the other party, "Although my family is a useless knight family, I am still a user recognized by Omano. How could I be defeated by such an unincompromising attack? This tiny toxin is useless even if it enters through my mouth and nose, right? At least a hundred times stronger. ”

She yanked 10's head back, a bloodthirsty smile on her face.

"As a spirit mage, it's so weak to give up using your strengths and play this kind of small trick that you are not good at, so weak that I don't want to accompany you anymore." She leaned into the ear of the 10th, "Do you have any last words?" But I don't want to hear it. ”

This kind of bad attitude is the same as that of the silver-haired mercenary, and it is not difficult to imagine how the young Leynes was brought down by the other party to the way she is now.

"I'll take your life, goodbye."

Rossiel had been staring at the scene in silence, but her vision was suddenly blocked by a large hand. By the time she ripped that hand off, Mette had already thrown Tenth's body into an unknown corner.

"I know you're not afraid of this." Pat smiled and said, "It's just this kind of dirty eye picture, the less you see it, the better it is for the soul." ”