"Legendary magician?" asked Caterina as she looked at the flying fat man in the sky, a little uncertain.

"Well, my little brother. Gloomy nodded, affirming her doubt.

"A legendary mage can be a little brother to someone else, and a demon. Caterina looked incredulous.

"What's wrong with that?" the "Srkana's Hate" in the Dark's hand was withdrawn from the scabbard, and now he was no longer needed, "I rescued the Fat Tiger, and he didn't become a legendary magician at that time, now he is a legendary magician, but he still has to call me the boss, because he still can't beat me." ”

Sylvia folded the Tide longbow back into a folded form and put it in a bow pouch strapped to her thigh, and sat down beside Glow in a ladylike posture, despite the white ashes that were everywhere on the ground.

"Why do I think you can't beat the fat tiger now? You see that the fat tiger can solve this sea of skeletons alone, but what about you? You can't kill so many skeletons even if you are exhausted to death, right?"

"Honey, don't tear down my desk. These two are not the same type of thing at all, I am an assassin, heads-up is my forte, Fat Tiger is a magician, magicians are born to be aces in large-scale battles, do you think my area attacks can be as large as the number of Fat Tigers? The name of the uncrowned king of magicians is known for having all kinds of magical and strange magic that can work in all kinds of environments. Darkness and Sylvia sat back to back, feeling her body temperature, and said helplessly, "Of course, since he became a legendary magician, I can't kill him in an instant. ”

"Is the spell triggered? Sylvia leaned her head on her shoulder and said lazily.

Originally, her physical strength was the lowest consumption of the four, but just now Katerina was hit by the spell of the fallen angel, and she didn't know when she would be able to usher in reinforcements, so she needed to save her mental power, and the Holy Feather Arrow stored in Sylvia's space quiver naturally became the best way to deal with skeletons. In order to ensure that the four of them could get a certain amount of respite, she almost kept pulling her bow and shooting arrows, and at this moment her physical exertion was on the verge of limit.

Ranger is not a particularly long-lasting class, in addition to relying on the longbow and various types of arrows they have at hand, their physical requirements are also very strong, with the strength of the Sylvia Elf Ranger, at most two hundred arrows can be shot in a row, which is still achieved at the cost of their own muscle strain. Under normal circumstances, Sylvia would have to rest after firing a hundred and fifty arrows.

The Ranger of the Terran is even more unbearable, and can only shoot a hundred arrows in general, because the Terran does not have the natural internal force that is particularly outstanding in the resilience unique to the Elf Race, and the natural internal force of the Elf Race is the most suitable type of internal force for the Ranger with its strong resilience and continuous characteristics.

Caterina performed several healing spells to heal Galen and Sylvia and restore their strength.

In the milky white light, several wounds on Galen's body healed quickly, and thanks to his paladin physique and Katarina's holy arts, the effect of healing holy arts was brought into full play.

Sylvia does not have a bright physique like Galen, but her natural internal force can produce a wonderful reaction similar to the "photosynthesis" of plants under the effect of light holy arts, I don't know if this is a special setting that the creator god had thought of when he created the elven race, anyway, Sylvia's physical recovery is a little weaker than Galen's, and it also plays a great role in holy arts.

He doesn't have this treatment, he is a shadow demon, so he can only lick his wounds on the side......

Sylvia felt a pang of distress for no reason when she saw him sitting on the side to prevent him from being hurt by the brilliance of the holy arts, and when the light of the holy arts dissipated from her, Sylvia ran to the dark and buried her head in his arms.

"Now is not the time to enjoy warmth, my dear. He patted Sylvia's head and pulled out the "Srkana's Hatred" in the scabbard on his waist, "Fat Tiger has almost cleaned up these skeletons, and the fallen angel should have been seriously injured by our attack, but with Fat Tiger alone, the strength of the legendary magician who has just entered the legend is not enough to kill him, and we have to rush over to support him, and we must not let this fallen angel go." ”

"Hmm," Sylvia shook her head and picked up her "tidal" longbow, "I'll go with you." ”

"No," Gloomy pressed Sylvia's shoulder and told her to sit back on the ground, "You've shot too many times, your body can't bear to continue drawing the bow anymore, let's rest here, the fat tiger has almost finished clearing the field, and only the badly injured fallen angel remains." I'm an Assassin, so it's okay to kill her. ”

"Then you be careful, don't get hurt. Sylvia said with some concern.

"Scars are a man's medal!" Galen said loudly, carrying his greatsword, "A man who is not injured cannot be called a man!"

"I remember that you don't seem to have any scars on your body, right?" Caterina was very dedicated to dismantling Galen's table, her eyes were cold, but there was a smile raised at the corner of her mouth: "All the wounds on your body were treated by me, and there was no scar left at all." ”

"What a rational woman," whispered in Sylvia's ear, the warm wind blowing red in the girl's ears, "don't be a woman like that, too rational is very boring." ”

"Coming!" Sylvia nudgled him.

Under this gag, her attention was distracted, and she was less worried about Dark's safety.

"Galen, come with me, we need a meat shield to carry damage in front. Gloom said.

"Why me!" Galen screamed, but he still obeyed the order and ran forward with his greatsword in his footsteps.

"Who made you a paladin, with such thick armor on your body, of course your defense is much stronger than this little fabric on me and the magic robe on Fat Tiger's body, why don't you let us two brittle guys do it?"

Paladin, high attack and defense, thick plate armor, born to be a meat shield.

The figure of the fallen angel was in front of him, and he could already see two figures in the smoke and dust entangled back and forth.

"Fat Tiger's fighting ability has become stronger again, he can actually entangle with the seriously injured six-winged fallen angel alone, yes, it is worthy of my little brother, with my demeanor. He looked at one of the two figures with satisfaction, a broad red figure, that is, the fat tiger surrounded by the "flame shield".

"Not everyone is that bad, is it? Don't be narcissistic. Galen thought to himself, and his steps did not stop.

The fat tiger's body is a little huge, in fact, the huge body is not suitable for combat professions, after all, the target is too big, and it is very easy to be hit, but the fat tiger's agility skills are full, and it is not at all as slow as the average fat man, but extremely agile, and the fallen angel has easily dodged several attacks, and the staff in his hand slammed several times.

Tolstoy's "Dragon's Breath" staff is really designed correctly, Fat Tiger has now completely given up the original two knives, and the dragon head and tail mage knife of the "Dragon's Breath" staff in his hand have become his exclusive melee weapons......

The Ulamobi steel mage knife at the end of the "Dragon's Breath" staff is mixed with several special materials, with a strong curse, as long as it hits the enemy, it can inflict paralysis, dizziness, sluggishness, festering and other negative effects on the opponent.

Compared to the fat tiger's body intact, the mage's robe hunted and flying, the more he fights, the more excited he becomes, and the appearance of the six-winged fallen angel is much worse.

"What a birdman. The first time he saw the six-winged fallen angel, he couldn't help but complain.

- Her body was full of small wounds, one of her left hands was gone, and the wounds were shining with the white light of the Holy Arts, which was obviously purified by the Holy Arts, and the black wings on her back had turned bald, revealing skin with countless black magic patterns, looking like a plucked chicken......

"Boss, come and support me, let's kill her together!" shouted Fat Tiger.

The Seraphim turned his head around at once, and his black pupils, which had no whites of his eyes, absorbed all the light like an abyss, making people feel like they were trapped deep in it when they looked at it.

Gloomy was about to enter the state of "shadow stealth", relying on his own stealth to carry out a sneak attack, killing with one blow, but unfortunately the voice of the fat tiger made his figure completely imprinted in the eyes of the six-winged fallen angel, and he couldn't carry out a sneak attack plan at all, let alone kill with one blow.

"Do you guys have pig brains, why do you want to shout out!" the dark burst shouted, the speed under his feet suddenly increased several times, and the whole person turned into a black afterimage and rushed out.

Now that the sneak attack is useless, let's face it head-on!

Sure enough, it's a ronin, and it's actually a wave at this kind of fatal time...... Fat Tiger completely ruined Dark's preparations, and as a last resort, Dark had no choice but to use the most unsuitable fighting method for assassins to face off against the Fallen Angel, but fortunately, he still had his teammates to support him.

"Holy Strike!" Galen roared, jumped high, and the milky white divine light wrapped around the giant sword in his hand, slashing towards the fallen angel with endless light!

His body has been blessed by Caterina in advance, such as blessing technique, great power technique, star protection, dispelling evil and other buff arts, and now a jump slash is extremely powerful, if the cut is real, the six-winged fallen angel will inevitably be the end of the fall.

"Shadow Strike! Shadow Kill!" Darkness was completely out of the way, and the "Slcana's Hate" in his hand stabbed out with a thick black stab that almost turned into liquid, and the Shadow Raid made his speed increase again, almost reaching the same effect as short-range teleportation in magic.

Light and darkness, two completely different forces that restrain each other, face the same goal together, something that would never have happened before.

Demons and paladins, two beings who were originally opposed to each other, jointly launched an attack that was enough to kill a person, but they were also facing the same target, such a scene would have been said to be a blasphemous thing 100,000 years ago.

Everything is because of the lie of the creator god, a white lie, otherwise there would never be what the various races are like now - the alchemy technology of the dwarves is becoming more and more developed, and the forging technology is becoming more and more mature; the life secret art of the elves has made a qualitative leap, and it is no longer as simple as it used to be to control plants for camouflage and concealment; the number of human races has become more numerous, and there are more imitation items, some of which can be used by even ordinary people, "fortresses" The Golem's prestige is far and wide, the orcs are still the same, they still don't bathe, they are the failed work of the gods, and the demons have fulfilled their mission perfectly, not only allowing the other races to retain their fighting ability, but also becoming the most capable and killing race, and will play the most important role in this unanimous foreign war......

"Lightning Forest!" Fat Tiger had been chanting the mantra just now, and at this moment he had finally completed the preparation for the release of the intermediate forbidden spell of the "Lightning Forest".

For a creature with evil energy like a fallen angel, the use of "rotten care", "hell ray", "death fog" and so on is itself a negative energy magic, not only will not have a little effect, but it is also a tonic for fallen angels, only holy light, flames, and lightning, which is also a kind of light, can cause serious damage, of course, the Holy See's holy art is the most effective.

Fat Tiger is a legendary magician, not a Holy Spirit Priest, and he can't do holy magic, so he can only settle for the next best thing and use thunder and lightning magic that is also light to attack, and the "Lightning Forest" is naturally one of them.

This is a range-based magic, which is very effective against large-scale enemies, but Fat Tiger is an ancient inheritance magician, and his spiritual power has been tempered for I don't know how many years, and he can completely make every lightning bolt in the "Lightning Forest" fall on an enemy!

Divine, Shadow, Thunder, ...... - three different kinds of attacks pounced on the Seraphim Fallen Angel together, and the Seraphim Fallen Angel, who had lost the support of the Skull Sea, could only rely on her own strength to forcibly resist, but depending on her current state, even the magic barrier was released extremely bleak, far from the initial strength, and death was already her inevitable end.

"Death!" roared in unison!

Under the Shadow Kill, the dark figure was revealed, "Srkana's Hatred" penetrated the magic barrier, and the gray shadow thorn stabbed away; Galen's eyes turned blazing white, the white light of the Holy Strike shone, and the paladin's greatsword slashed down; thunder burst in mid-air, the fat tiger in the red flame shield embraced the sky with both hands, the "Dragon's Breath" staff drew circles around the body, the electric light flashed in the dark clouds, and thick lightning fell, accurate to the same point!

"It's over!"

(End of chapter)