"Clincinibbon, also known as the Shattered Crystal, is a legendary spell item forged by seven powerful lichs from a distant world.

Of course, it might be a bit of an understatement to describe it as legendary, after all, it is a magical creation that even the gods would covet.

It captured the magical souls of seven creators that sustained its false life in the instant it was born, making the crystal incredibly powerful.

The demons of the abyss, the clumsy spellcasters, the ambitious warlords and politicians, all who possess them will be bewitched and become invincible, but they do have that kind of capital......

The power of the Shattered Shard is almost limitless, drawing energy from the sun's rays, which are prized by all good creatures. ”

Hanging high in the sky, the Great Vishur stared at the source of the chaos on the ground, and his words to himself were as unhurried as the Soul Binding Crystal......

The Khedive, in the form of a shark lizard, led his army of Derives to attack the nearby Court of Sashim, slaughtering and devouring the Desert Elves, and the number of the Radiant army continued to grow. This increase is also reflected in the strength of the beast cannibal himself, he doesn't even need to go down in person, he just hides in the depths of the sand and constantly devours the nodulous "high-efficiency absorption" sent by the derivative body to experience the beauty of the power increase.

There were already hundreds of shark lizards and beasts wreaking havoc in the Oasis of Sashan's Court, and the elven warriors' urgent meteor arrows had been continuously fired. Not only the tribal warriors who stayed here resisted, but even many moa riders who had been scattered in the desert to guard also rushed to help.

"Can these guys swim?" the old chieftain of the Sashan tribe once again put on his own cloth, and he was still not asleep tonight, so he led the guards to investigate as soon as the tribe rioted. When he figured out what the attacker was, he couldn't help but anxiously ask the sorcerer beside him, "Can you evacuate the young children and the elderly to the sapphire lake first?"

He had to find out if the shark lizard head could swim, and if the monster couldn't swim, then they would have to move the young and old to the safety of the lake, where the young and strong and the tribal warriors could rely on the favorable terrain to fight against the water, and if the monster could swim, then the tribesmen should not be allowed to take refuge on a raft to the lake, which would be no different from sending them to death. He gripped the handle of the scimitar at his waist, as if he could warm his cold palm. There was a feeling of being cold as if the leaves were sticking to their backs, and the old desert elves knew that this was the legendary feeling of impending death, a premonition of impending evil.

Under heavy protection, the King of Samum scrutinized the battlefield. The well-dressed tribal warriors began to assemble, and little by little, they struggled to find a comeback in the game against their opponents, led by the Sycamore. It's just that the damned monsters are too cunning, and after paying a few corpses for attacking the formed samurai ranks, they start to focus on sneaking up on the ordinary people of the Sasha tribe. What's more, they even deliberately knocked over some bonfires and set fire to several tent camps. Fortunately, the night breeze was faint tonight, and the fire could not be connected for a while, otherwise the tribal warriors who were trying their best to suppress the attack of the shark lizard beast would need to divide their manpower to suppress the fire.

The unexpected situations that have ensued in recent days have made the Elf Chief of Sashim, who has always been fearless, hesitate. He began to wonder if his previous treachery to Epicurus or others had begun to take retribution. "The eternal blazing sun and the bright moon are above, if you want to send down punishment, it is enough to come at me alone, don't torture my people!" the old desert elf's heart began to hiss, but his face was still as calm as water, because he knew that he was the last courage of the entire tribe of Sasmir elves at this time.

In fact, he still has a "helper". The gray-robed mage and his apprentice who had just visited the Elven Chief of Sasham but could not find the Khedive were still stranded here, and the Shark Lizard Derivative Army also targeted these two humans. As mentioned before, the two spellcasters carried ample obsidian orbs in order to make the magic carpet, and these reserves were the capital of the two of them to resist the derivation of the shark lizard beast.

Dealing with monsters, compared to the physical attack methods that most warriors will only use, the caster often has more options against the enemy if they are prepared. The two gray-robed mages may not be particularly good spellcasters, but the Shark Lizard Beast Derivation is not a particularly powerful monster either. The reason why they can wreak havoc in such a large camp of the desert elves is because of their ability to escape and feed their mothers by devouring their lives to give birth to more of their own kind in battle.

The current mage of the Medici Empire uses a spell casting method similar to "corrupt magic" to restrain this kind of "fighting to feed war" - the gray-robed mage uses "steel restraint", and a large number of metal wires generated out of thin air bind the attacking shark lizard beast derivation. And as the monster struggled, the wire gradually squeezed into its skin, causing secondary damage. At this time, the two of them then absorbed the life force of the bound monster together, and filled up the obsidian magic beads that had just been consumed by the "Steel Restraint" spell - this kind of battle was repeated several times, and six shark lizards were killed around the tent of the master and apprentice in a row.

"Mr. Mentor, it's time to lift the magic carpet into the air and evacuate this place," the apprentice looked at the gray-robed mage who was a little mentally exhausted from the continuous release of spells, and then heard the cries and wails that spread throughout the Sasha Elf camp, and couldn't help but suggest: "At present, our obsidian orbs have been fully replenished, and if the envoy of that archon is still here at this time, I am afraid that something bad will happen." We, as the Guardian Mage, are not obligated to avenge it, and it is the right thing to do when we rush back to Nome City to get here......"

Before he could say anything, the entire tent collapsed, and the mage apprentice was thrust into the range of the "Steel Restraint" spell that had not yet been dispelled. The wires tore off a great deal of the mortal's flesh a hundred times easier than the torn shark lizard's body, and his wails of pain now drowned out all other sounds nearby, including the wails of the desert elves.

The gray-robed mage didn't have time to pay attention to the apprentice, he was now staring at the person who had caused the scene just now. A surprisingly large shark lizard crouched in the shadows not far away, and even because of its size, the shadows could not completely cover its massive claws. It hadn't just used its racial talent to make a lethal pounce, just lurking and waving its claws to cause a one-half attrition of the Grey-robed Mage team.

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