What had been a joyful and orderly banquet became chaotic.

Landry and the forest elf warriors alienated the crowd, and the druids began to call for reinforcements.

Landry himself was keeping an eye on the battle on Orsher's side, but found it difficult to help.

Cinderella looked at the seven black-robed men in steel masks in bewilderment, she had no idea why they were here!

Originally, he had come to find the elven hero at the behest of his mentor to see if the elven hero's condition was stable, and if he could, the mentor would personally come to treat the ancient elf.

As a result, all the shadow vines of the Holy Lando Empire appeared here.

Thirteen Jihad heroes of the Holy Landor Empire survived and joined the Holy Landor Empire. There were seven of them, and they formed the Shadow Vine to deal with some of the events beneath the darkness of the Holy Landor Empire.

The Holy Light Knight alone could not suppress the southern world of such a multi-racial union. But coupled with the human heroes who survived the Holy War, it was enough to turn it into an advantage, which is why Saint Landuo was able to suppress the southern world.

They are not afraid of the orcs, they are afraid of the forest elves and the emergence of jihadist heroes. With the first there will be a second, and with the second there will be a third. When the elves get all the surviving jihadist heroes back, then there will be no equalization.

So they decided to kill the elf before he could stabilize the ancient elven hero.

It's simple, seven against one, and seasoned jihadist heroes are easily able to escape from the El.

One of the black-robed men had already hugged Cinderella, nodded at the other six black-robed men, crushed the teleportation stone, and turned into a bright light and disappeared into the El.

Five black-robed men brandished their weapons and besieged Other.

"It's been a long time since we've killed an ancient druid, and I hope you'll let us have a good time. A black-robed man raised his staff and began to chant a spell.

"Blood!blood!I want more blood!" a man in black with a dagger frantically attacked Othur.

"Wasn't Mike blessed when he came out?" asked the black-robed man with the greatsword, "and it looks like it will take some effort to bring him back." ”

"No, he forgot, just knock him out when he goes back. A black-robed man wearing keel gloves said.

"As soon as possible, we don't have much time," said a black-robed man with a shield, who hadn't yet made an impact, for Othur hadn't attacked.

There was also a black-robed man with a long sword, looking at Sylvie with a stern look.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm not used to this body yet," Sylvi snapped her finger at the black-robed man, "but you still can't beat me, after all, I'm just a human being toyed with by El in applause." ”

The black-robed man didn't speak, just raised his long sword and put on a defensive posture.

"What's going on with them. Ulter easily dodged a fireball and the resulting greatsword slash and asked Sylvie.

"Come and kill you, it is estimated that your appearance will affect the political pattern of this world, and then the hostile countries don't want this, so they will send some imbeciles to see if they can take you away. Sylvie said lightly.

"It's going to affect my progress back to work. Oter frowned, unsheathed the mad blackman's dagger, and kicked him out of the way, slamming him to the ground in the square.

The black-robed man spat blood, stood up tremblingly, and pulled out another dragon tooth dagger from his cuff.

"Blood, blood, my blood, and yours. ”

"No, it's just yours. Osher replied from a distance.

But the crazy black-robed man couldn't join the fight in time, and in front of him were two epic Great Druids.

Grand Elder of the Forest Elves, Landry. Flame Guard, Ansena.

"Cover me, Ansena, we'll have to help the elders when we're done with this guy. ”

Landry immediately transformed into a sturdy cheetah, blocking the black-robed man's path, sharp claws tearing apart his flesh.

"Others, stay out of here, don't cause unnecessary casualties, go and call the other Flame Guards!"

Hearing this, the druid immediately transformed into a bird of prey and rose into the air, but before he could adjust his balance, he was struck through the chest by a pair of iron fists, and fell from the air to the ground with a stagger.

"It's not that easy. ”

The black-robed fighter licked the blood from the dragon bone gloves and sneered at Landry.

"Fly apart, are you stupid? Spread out! right now!" exclaimed Landry.

Immediately, several birds of prey rose into the sky again, but they were still smashed down by a few arcane missiles, and the black-robed iron fist immediately came to their side, and every time the fist hammered down, a scream was released, startling the birds in the jungle.

"Now that there is no messenger, the archbishop should have done it a long time ago. The black-robed fighter twisted his neck, "Let's kill these little guys so we don't have to fight." ”

"Alright, come here, this ancient elf is not as easy to deal with as we thought, he may have faced the abyss. The black-robed shield guard shouted.

He panted and looked at Osser with a relaxed face, just now he was kicked by Orser on the shield, and the whole shield was dented in, and he also fell into the distance like a meteor.

The black-robed mage also had a solemn face, and he clearly knew that his battles on the periphery of the abyss were much easier than facing the abyss.

The black-robed berserker with the greatsword looked sideways at Sylvie, confirming that the undertaker had no intention of joining the fight.

"Undertaker, it's none of your business, is it?" asked the black-robed berserker.

"Hmm...... I'll have to ask. Sylvie chuckled.

"What is my relationship with you, Othur?" asked Sylvie expectantly.

All the black-robed men immediately perked up, and they quickly gathered together without attacking Othur again. Except for the black-robed thief who was being pressed and beaten by Landry and Ansena.

"It doesn't matter. Oter replied coldly.

"Fight it, if you die. Sylvie snorted and turned away.

The black-robed berserker immediately raised his greatsword again and slashed at Other. The greatsword in his hand was like a sweeping dragon, and the great sense of oppression and the hurricane of wielding it cleaved Othur's shoulder blades with an invincible faith.

Seeing that Other didn't dodge, the black-robed berserker had a smile on his face. He knew that the task was accomplished.

The bloody scene that had been split in two did not appear, and a gray staff caught the menacing attack.

The black-robed berserker's eyelids jumped wildly, and he quickly drew his greatsword back into their formation.

"Why don't you hide. Sylvie floated in the air and grumbled quietly.

"It can't split through the armor of the Evil Spirit. Orser said.

A layer of epaulettes glowing green had emerged from Orsher's shoulders, and evil flames slowly swelled up.

"I don't want to hurt you. "I need to get back as soon as possible, you're a mess here." ”