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Abandoning the manipulation of magic, Sharjah walked on the ground, using his feet to walk step by step towards the place where the target had gathered.

The next step is the real game. What happened just now is just some free storage, and whether they exist or not cannot really affect a city.

And what he has to do now is to really hurt the city.

Of course, he will also be met with the most fierce response.

When Sharjah came to the palace of the city lord of Linbo City, he was greeted by a middle-aged man with a tall and majestic figure, and hundreds of strong bows and arrows behind the middle-aged man backed by the tall city wall.

Approaching, Sharjah paused, raised his head, squinted slightly, and looked at the clusters of arrows peeking out from behind the walls. Under the golden sunset, instead of the slightest flash, these clusters of arrows were dark and cold.

It was a chill that made people's hearts palpitate.

"Sharjah, I know what you're here for. That's enough!" said the dignified man in a deep voice.

"Your Excellency, I beg your pardon, I have come by order of my master. The life of the teacher is like a mountain. Sharjah bowed slightly, performed a mage salute, and said in a deep voice.

"No discussion?" the middle-aged man's face sank like water.

Sharjah silently.

In that case, there is no need to say more.

In such a situation, what can be used to speak is not the mouth, but the fist. "Release!" The middle-aged man waved his right hand and cut it in front of him like a knife.

As his words fell, hundreds of sharp arrows, with a stagnation like the arrival of death, seemed to be very slow, but they were indescribably fast and sprayed towards the middle-aged man three feet in front of him, covering a radius of dozens of meters nearby.

As soon as he entered the city, Sharjah sensed that in addition to the brightest number one in the city, "there were two or three bright colors similar to his" and four or five bright colors slightly lower than him.

This means that there are at least two or three intermediate mages like him in the city, as well as four or five beginner mages or junior mages.

And now, these people are all gathered in the city lord's mansion "with the seven targets."

The radius of several miles centered on the City Lord's Mansion had already been blocked by the elements they had teamed up. In a radius of several miles, he, or they, all the mages, had lost most of their elemental manipulation abilities.

With Sharjah's current ability, the maximum amount of Cheng dù elemental invocation may be able to release a small fireball!

The area where the elements are cordoned off has always been the biggest nightmare outside the law. is a high law, and being forced to fall into this situation "may be damaged in the hands of a second- or third-level martial artist."

This is the sorrow of the mage.

Against both sides, if one side does not have a mage, there is no doubt that it will be directly destroyed. Unfortunately, such cases have been very rare since ancient times. And most commonly, both sides have similar mage strength, and then, the mage pins down the mage "In the area where the elements are blocked and frozen, the strength of the warrior determines the outcome of the war."

And a mage who has no warrior protection", "

Several arrows were directed at Sharjah, and Sharjah flashed four, and one more, piercing his left arm. Although there is elemental internal protection, the arm bone is still immediately pierced" and hangs softly at the side.

Even though it was layer after layer of elemental protection, it was still difficult to resist this most violent armor-piercing arrow.

However, the price of the broken left arm "was that the arrow, which had lost some of its strength, was finally held in Sharjah's right hand." With the speed with which no one had seen, the arrow was jerked out of the pierced arm, followed by a dull thud thud.

Dozens of sharp arrows fired from different directions "were all blocked, deflected off course, and refracted in all directions."

The middle-aged man's eyes shrank, and there was lightning flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, a long weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword was pulled out of his back, and with a single step, he slashed towards Sharjah's head.

Sharjah's eyes were equally constricted.

This is a blow from a sixth-level martial artist, and it is by no means idle.

If you can catch it, you can mediate, but if you can't catch it, it will be a dead end immediately. Under one round, it is the difference between life and death.

Fortunately, he is not the head of the Shahu twenty years ago, nor is he a simple Master of Sharjah. If it was just the head of the sand tiger, he would have died. If it were just Master Sharjah, he would have died.

But when the head of the sand tiger and the mage of Sharjah, under the blow, the sharp arrow in his hand was bent but not broken, and Sharjah himself, in a strange way, with the power brought by the collision between the two sides just now, jumped over the wall of the mansion more than ten meters high and fell into the city lord's mansion. ,

Immediately, the City Lord's Mansion was filled with angry shouts.

Probably the few mages gathered in the City Lord's Mansion never thought that this great enemy would use such a way to enter the courtyard.

"Die!" The middle-aged man at the gate of the mansion reacted no further than Sharjah, and the sword-shaped weapon in his hand was used as a sharp arrow by him, and it was thrown towards Sharjah, and the piercing scream caused by the flight of the heavy weapon was terrifying, and at the same time, another short blade that was less than a meter long was pulled out of his waist by him, and the blade slammed towards Sharjah.

If the battle consciousness of those mages in the courtyard is of the same level as this middle-aged man, then Sharjah's situation will be quite bad, although this operation may not be killed on the spot, but the task will be destined to be unfinished.

Unfortunately, this is not the case.

A warrior is most afraid of losing his power, and a mage is most afraid of losing his elemental control. Once lost, whether it is a warrior or a mage, they will be powerless, and even, under the huge contrast, they will be weaker than ordinary people. And, once they are really lost, they are in a very strange state.

This state, in the ancient times of a different world, has a word to describe it, and that is one

Frightened!

Yes, that's right, it's the Bird of Shock!

When Sharjah leapt into the courtyard in an unexpected way and rushed towards them with arrows in hand, a mage who could have been a junior immediately couldn't help himself and released the elemental blockade without thinking, and not only that, he immediately mobilized the elements in a frenzy.

This is not the deadliest, the most deadly, is affected by his action, there are two other mages present, who have made the same move as him!

The most powerful intermediate mage was so frightened that his soul was about to fly away, but there was nothing he could do, and he watched the elemental blockade laid by several people in a lightning bolt, and then it fell apart!