The two dragons wrestled with each other, and the two were evenly matched. This did not surprise Othur, after all, the black dragon was only stunned by the sudden attack of the blue progenitor dragon at first, and on the frontal battlefield, the two were on par.

But the black dragon has its own dragon knight.

Minel infused the sword with fire magic, swinging it at the Blue Ancestral Dragon, leaving black scorch marks on its scales.

The blue progenitor dragon was clearly in decline, and it looked back at the indifferent Othor, roaring a little aggrieved, and then being swept upside down by the black dragon.

The other three did not attack Orshur at the first time, but all set fire to Sylvie, and the black-robed mage was responsible for covering the attack of the three and guarding against Ulter's attack.

But Other didn't move, which made the black-robed mage even more nervous.

The instinct to fight told him that if Other moved, maybe ...... No, I can't stop it. Cold sweat trickled down his back, and the black-robed mage found that he couldn't hold his staff.

The elves who have faced the abyss......

His sanity should have been hit even more, but he seemed so sane and composed.

Is it confusion, or is there an echo of the abyss in your head?

"Fool, aren't you ready to move?" Sylvie yelled at Orser without grace.

The Berserker saw the opportunity and placed the greatsword in Sylvie's chest.

The gray staff immediately turned its head from the shield guard's face, and shook the body of the giant sword fiercely, causing a wave of ripples and echoes to defuse the attack.

Is the Undertaker really a Warlock and not a Warrior? Holding a staff without casting spells makes him look at home against three epic melee classes.

"Really, if this body had infinite magic, you would have died ten thousand times by now. Sylvie grumbled, slamming her staff against the shield. At this point, the shield was already pitted.

Suddenly, Sylvie's ears moved, and she turned her head to look at the black-robed berserker who was in a strange situation.

"You're going to be, you're going to die...... You're going to die......" The black-robed berserker muttered as black flames began to rise from his body, and this strange flame did not burn himself. Not only that, but this flame also burned more and more, igniting the black robe, and the black robe quickly fell off, and the black robe's head had grown sharp horns, and his body gradually expanded and expanded, and the skin on his body turned red.

He howled in pain, and by the time the flames that had consumed him were gone, he had been reborn.

A massive minotaur demon. The giant sword, which was originally the height of two black-robed berserkers, looked like a short dagger in the hand of the Minotaur, and he swung the weapon with satisfaction, revealing a hideous smile.

"Black, evil?" Orser tilted his head.

"Dear Al, what is this?!...... Is it a jihadist hero polluted by the abyss?" Landry exclaimed, an inexplicable fear rising in his heart, "This is a demon at all!"

"Yes, little one. The black-robed mage smiled, "The goddess has let us know how to control it, now, when this matter is over, you can consider surrendering, orcs, we will kill them one by one." ”

But he turned his head and immediately changed to a solemn expression.

The black-robed berserker was able to master the power of the demon, and that was because the goddess blessed him, and his strength was greatly improved, and the lower legendary level was enough to deal with most scenes, including this undertaker. But he couldn't be sure if the ancient elven hero in front of him would have such a forbidden method.

What worried him had happened, but it was different from what he had thought.

Othur pulled out Nornilla.

"I don't want to know how you became a demon, human. Orser blew lightly into the blade, "But all demons are my enemies. ”

Sylvie looked at Othur, and then at the black-robed berserker in the form of a minotaur.

Osser said of the demons...... The Burning Legion?

Othur threw a Nornilla at the Minotaur, the speed was outrageous, and the Minotaur was slightly stunned, and Nornera had already inserted it into the Minotaur's abdomen, and the severe pain made it howl in pain.

It didn't pull out its belly of Nornilla, it frantically raised its greatsword in its hand and swatted it towards Osser as if it were a fly.

Othur instantly flashed and came behind the Minotaur, and was about to use another Nornira to open a few more openings for the Minotaur when the arcane fluctuations behind him alerted him. One sideways dodged the black-robed mage's arcane missile.

"And me, elf. ”

The dragon knight Minel, who fell from the sky, raised the enchanted flame sword in his hand, and a standard downward slash tore the ground, causing a cloud of dust and fog, and Other rolled and seemed to dodge in a thrilling way.

Just now, the Blue Ancestral Dragon was put down by the Black Dragon, and its body was covered in charred black wounds, and Minel plunged the Flaming Sword into its head, ending its life, and cutting off its head and feeding it to the Black Dragon as compensation.

"Four against one, elf. "The black-robed mage thinks he has a win. He plus the Minotaur Demon who has already been a legend, plus the dragon knight of the upper epic, and the black dragon of the middle epic, there is no enemy in front of him who can't take it, even if it is a mourner, he can send it to hell.

The shield guards on the side were pressing and beating Sylvie, and the black-robed thieves in the distance were facing the Great Elder of the Forest Elves and the Flame Guard, not only fighting wonderfully, but even having a faint upper hand.

"You don't have a treatment. Orser said softly, slowly approaching the Minotaur and holding out his hand.

The Minotaur's body suddenly fell, and Oter stepped onto its body under the stunned gaze of the black-robed mage and Minel, and pulled out a Nornilla.

At this time, Norneira's blade shone slightly, and the evil energy it absorbed was already filled with its energy, and the faint flickering black light gradually turned green, then purple, and returned to its original appearance.

So simply, to solve the abyssal transformation of an ancient human, the black-robed mage's thoughts were very confused right now.

Another simple throw, a Nornilla thrust into the Dragon Knight's chest, and before Minel could react, she was pierced, and Nornilla sucked it out violently again, leaving Minel with only a black robe and a pile of loose bones.

Otser's eyes wandered to the black-robed mage, and he pulled out Nornilla, ready for his next throw.

"Why did you throw your weapon out?" asked Sylvie, sitting on the black-robed Assassin.

She had just cleaned up the shield guards, and then took the staff and stabbed the black-robed thief who was in a state of madness.

"It's faster. Orser replied, "Also, I hate guys who have rebelled against the Burning Legion. ”

This is...... What's going on?

The black-robed mage's back was completely soaked, and he knew very well what kind of monster he was up against. The feeling gently tapped at the memory of his erased life, the memory of fighting demons.

Instead of aiming at the black-robed mage, Orsher's third throw nailed Nornera to the black dragon's body, and after absorbing a large amount of life force, the black dragon's body collapsed with a bang, and the shriveled dragon's eyes stared blankly ahead. Nornera vibrated with a "buzzing" sound to signal that it had been satisfied.

"Then ......" Orser retracted Nornilla and turned his head to the black-robed mage.

"No more, elf. ”

The huge black oval portal had appeared in the square at some point, and it was pitch black inside, as if there was an endless void. The black-robed mage had just crushed an ancient spatial scroll and summoned the portal.

"Rodney is better for you, you're going to love the demons there. The black-robed mage sneered.

The strong suction was only aimed at Othur, and had no effect on Landry, Ansena, and Sylvie behind the portal.

But Othur didn't move under the suction, and he held Nornera sideways in front of him, as if preparing to devour the portal with Nornilla.

But the situation is not good. Sylvie quickly sensed this.

Sylvie flashed to Otser's side and hugged Otser's waist. Osser was caught off guard, he didn't have the consciousness to guard against Sylvie, but when he spotted the danger, he thought it was too late for Sylvie to act.

The black portal turned into a large black mouth, biting Orsher and Sylvie and disappearing into the plaza.

"The exit was too ugly. The black-robed mage muttered.

Flame Guards rain down from the sky with heavy arcane shackles.