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The Druids of the Secret Arrows stand at the rear, reverently watching their spiritual and reality leaders, calming the restless veins under her command, and keeping the spirit in sync with nature. Despite the approaching footsteps of the enemy brigade, they remained calm and composed.

Put away small staffs or energy stones, these things are of little use. Drinking a valuable potion will sharpen the druids' perception and connect with their natural will.

Bow down, twist a handful of dirt and wipe it on the center of your eyebrows, then pluck the golden acorn hanging from your neck, bury it shallowly in the soil, symbolically pour some water, and then pray to nature sincerely: "I take your dust and polish my eyes, I dig out your heart and plant my hope, as a contract, to show the power of balance in the earth, to give me and my contractor the authority to control the energy." ”

With a sound of words, the golden sapling broke through the ground and sprouted and grew. The druids concentrated their minds to bring the soul, the golden tree and nature into harmony and unity. The golden tree began to disturb, and the fruits of different colors hung down, and the energy contained in them came from the plastic energy gems, which were majestic and surging.

In the distance, Ramsile, on the left front, was already in contact with the enemy, and the shouts of killing floated from behind him, not only the human dead, but Tia's screams were equally terrible. A young druid's attention was distracted by the sound, and the golden tree in front of him swayed, its leaves scattered, and its fruit glowed dangerously, threatening to explode.

Drusilia, who had been observing for a long time, suddenly appeared, stroked the golden tree, and the situation immediately stabilized. She nodded encouragingly at the distracted person, telling him to focus. One by one, the druid's spell slots were thrown, and the golden tree grew to three Sami heights, shining brightly.

Such a brilliant color is also conspicuous on the battlefield, and Birchfield can see the hazy golden treetops from the high platform, and his mind is faintly uneasy. However, the banner of the faster left front had already rushed into the rear, and the elves did not have much to defend. And the exposed right side will fall on one side, and the situation will fall in one fell swoop.

You're too late, no matter what means you do, victory is mine!" Birchfield gritted his teeth and cracked the wood.

Ramsile's arrows fired 2o arrows in a row, clearing a fan-shaped area of bone-eating ambition, and the arrows were scared off by the acid-corroded wails, but they did not flee, bypassing Ramsile's and pounced on the other elves. The Ranger is very weak on the one Surrey-wide front. There were no trees or bunkers, and the Tias had to forge a wall of flesh and blood to defend the queen's back with their lives.

Bows and arrows were useless, hand-to-hand combat, and the blood of hundreds of people rushed out of one face, and the miserable howl was muffled by the shouts of killing. In front of him was a shield-wielding Kumara warrior, their spears flashing as fiercely as their murderous eyes. He wanted to knock out the elves with brute force and then shoot his spear.

And Ramesile was unusual, and drew his long sword, as if the barbarians of the plateau were slashing head-on! The sword split the iron shield and slashed into the chest. The broken heart when it was pulled out left the Ranger covered in blood. There is no room to move around on the battlefield, and many times both sides can only attack once, either alive or dead.

+1 Refined Longsword after slashing 21 enemies in a row. He also lost the brilliance of magic, and collided with a battle axe and rolled his blade, breaking in two. Ramsile's twin daggers were drawn from behind his waist and squeezed into the enemy. The hands were stabbed like poisonous snakes, and the neck and armpits were deadly.

"Can't stop it!" he heard Tia's cry and pulled away. A Ranger is pinned down by two enemies. A short spear pierced into the eye socket. Behind him, a druid was stunned, threw a handful of poisonous insects from his arms, grew larger and devoured his enemies, raised a short staff studded with water elemental crystals, and shot frost rays. But they were quickly submerged and threatened to die, so Ramsilele killed three men and pulled the druids to the rear.

He gasped vigorously, looking back at the front, he knew that with the number and blood of the enemy, he would not be able to stop it for long.

"Until Tia's blood runs out here, no human will be allowed to cross it!" he yelled.

At this moment, the first explosion was heard behind him, and the flames soared into the sky.

The archers who surrounded the Druids of the Secret Arrow, at the Queen's command, spread their bows blessed by the sacred tree and prepared to take on the Secret Arrow.

Drusilia's voice roared like the sky: "The fire element represents the fury of nature, and the earth element represents the depth of nature, and when the two are combined, the bursting flames will purify the earth!"

As the words fell, the 41 secret arrow druids chanted the name of Sivannas, and the 2o5 magic archer feathered arrows lit up with a rising red light.

"Enemies ahead, scatter and shoot!"

The red and cyan fruits on the golden tree instantly lost one-third, and 2o5 arrows flew into the air and landed on the heads of the enemies in the front row. The power contained in it is equivalent to a fireball technique.

Yes, the three-ring plastic energy spell [Fireball Technique] is known for its vulgar name and the highest usage rate in the universe, and its lethality and killing range are the highest among low-ring spells. A fireball can cover a circular area with a radius of 6 sami, with an area of about 11o square sami. And in Salaphim, who has never seen an efficient group attack, the running soldiers are all arranged in a dense formation, and a fireball can hit close to 2oo people!

The humans at the center of the Secret Arrow explosion died without feeling the pain, and their limbs fell apart in an instant. And the farther the spread range, the less lethal the wind pressure is, and the enemy is just blown away, but the diffuse flames are sent into the opening of the armor by the wind, burning the flesh and blood. The skin and armor of many soldiers were burned and glued together, their heads and trousers burning, and their heart-rending howls resounded across the battlefield.

There was a moment of silence on the battlefield, Birchfield and Kolchaha were stunned, the soldiers were terrified, and even the queen and Tia behind her were shocked.

Three thousand of you next to me and I next to you human soldiers fell in this round of attacks, most of which had incurable burns. The smell of roasted meat wafted from the scorched earth, and Drusilia's face changed, and Ya Wood raised her staff high, unleashing a large-scale wind-making technique to blow the wafting smell back. Kumara's soldiers were stunned by the tragedy, and then the scent came to the wind, and many vomited on the spot.

The war continued, and to the Queen's grim face, the Kumara officers behind a column of scorched earth shouted and reprimanded, the scattered morale of the army was re-contained, and the soldiers continued to charge over the wailing and stumps, but not as bravely as before. The officer told them to spread out, not to remain dense, and at the same time to bend down.

Unable to break up before losing a third of the terrible attack, Druhiria asked herself if Tia's army would not be able to do it, and she was horrified by the military qualities and reflexes of the Eagle Kumara.

"The unruliness of the wind and the deep opposition of the earth shake out the roar of nature!"

Visible ripples wrapped around the feathered arrows, and another round of secret arrows was fired, and the human screamed and fell to the ground, shielded with shields and armor. But the sound waves are not hindered by the metal, the sound waves sweep by, tearing the eardrums, and blood flows out of the ears. If you lose your hearing, you lose control, and this time, the army really collapsed.

"Freedom to attack!" Drusilia shouted excitedly, thinking to herself that it was time for the trader hiding in the Essien coalition to do something.

The attack range of lightning is small, but the depth is very long, chasing ** and metal crackling and exploding, the power is not enough to make the middle person die on the spot, and it is enough to fall to the ground and spasm. Acid and ice are less effective on the battlefield, and are far less lethal than fire, and after a few rounds the archers abandon them. The most common plastic energy attack is force energy, few druids can reconcile the opposition between the water element and the fire element, but the power of the power arrow is particularly large, with the arrow as the center of the circle 5 Samin, as if by the transparent hammer of the gods, the ground collapsed more than a palm, both human and animal metals were crushed into a puddle.

On the high platform of the Allied Army's main formation, the officers were still in disbelief and shook their heads in refusal of the sight in front of them.

"How could it be? This is the wrath of the evil gods, this is the illusion of the goblins, this is ......" Kolchaha was not finished, and was punched in the face by the Left Wing Governor. Birchfield's eyes were bloodshot, his shoulders were shaking, and most of his elite descendants were killed or wounded, but he didn't seem to have any intention of throwing in the towel. He yelled at the wolf eaters: "It's not over yet! as long as the left line breaks through, we can rush down their rear, and we will win! Take all your guards and support the left!

Kolchaha woke up like a dream, took out the double-sided giant axe that the barbarians had just handed, and was about to say something, when suddenly his face changed, and he slapped a palm on Birchfield's chest!