That being said, there is even a way out of the way, but in reality, no one may believe that their group will be defeated by Verrell. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

You know, if nothing else, even if a legendary species forms a squad and they are tough, the final result is not certain.

Under the divine light of the astral plane, even the temple profession in the main world has many bonuses, otherwise how can the gods who can't easily do it make the temple forces occupy the dominant position in the main world?

But soon they knew that Verrell was different, she was far more powerful than the gifted beings of the legendary species, and the terrifying increase in the Elemental Sea was not a reasonable existence at all!

As soon as the battle fell, several arrows of different colors shot towards Verrell like meteors, these are the strong attacks of legendary archers, and if they are not legendary, they are not even qualified to gain a firm foothold in this encounter!

When these arrows arrived in front of Verrell, they were as if they had hit a wall, and the arrows with powerful destructive power were as weak as toothpicks in front of Verrell's protective force field.

Standing in mid-air, Verel's face remained unchanged, but there were a few more bloodshots in her silver pupils, and at this time, there was a vacuum around her for more than ten meters, and the rain was also in a detour, completely relying on the supply of the elemental sea to maintain her needs.

As far as the eye could see, the beings below were busy with their own eyes, aiming and aiming, chanting and chanting, and their backs were cold after being noticed by Verrell's gaze, but they were forced to calm down.

This time, he didn't fly into the sky, not because he didn't have the ability to fly, but at this time, Feitian Iron must have been regarded as the first fire target, and he was properly sent to death.

After the direct test of the force field, these people didn't say anything, but they knew in their hearts how much Verrell's strength level was, or what the lower limit was, and naturally no one wanted to give everyone this thunder first.

Several mages looked at each other and nodded, either their wands or fingers pointed at Verrell, and a multi-cast spell was completed.

Five-element arcane impact!

A combination of five arcane blasts of different models was combined to form a seemingly simple arcane missile and smashed into Verrell, inside five different colors representing the forces of explosion, destruction, destruction, decomposition, and corrosion, as if killing with a single blow.

Several archers looked at each other and stopped fighting, and withdrew their bows and arrows, this move came out, making them happy in their eyes, and there was no follow-up, after all, this was almost the strongest and fastest blow of a single attack.

It also makes their plans to come to a joint arrow array temporarily empty.

It's just that they didn't realize that they had put themselves in the disadvantaged group, and what they thought of when they met Verrell was not a fair and just heads-up, but a rush up.

The five missile complexes, all of which were legendary spells, exploded on Verel's force field, which also made the hearts of several people present sink, they knew very well how powerful the penetration of this one missile was.

Even this did not break down the protection, but exploded directly outside the force field, and the direct damage to Verell is probably not optimistic.

Even the two stalker-looking figures standing in the back had already taken a few steps back, apparently intending to flee when the situation was not good - compared to the others, their profession doomed them to not have much protection ability, and they could not afford to have a sun-rain attack in such a second-to-second battle!

That's sending you to death!

If it weren't for the fact that the situation should not have been hit by that point, coupled with their respective face problems, they would have slipped away a long time ago.

The Arcane Missile's simple and brutal explosion didn't have much of an area of effect, and it wasn't originally an area attack, but a single attack.

The shock wave was compressed into a small range, and even the space folded slightly to form a collapse, directly shrinking all the surrounding smoke and rain into it, and there was no sound.

If you put it on the technological plane, this is the first level of black hole formation.

It's just that in the Overworld, this little omen was directly restored by the spatial self-recovery of the Overworld.

The smoke cleared, and Verrell stood where she was, silently watching the movements of the people below, without words.

The protective force field around her was now looming, and it could be seen that the place where the missile exploded had torn a large gap in the force field, spreading all the way to half a meter in front of Verel, and it seemed that it only needed a little effort to attack Verrell.

But this point is as difficult as the sky, and the surrounding protective force field is slowly replenished, although the whole has shrunk a circle, but at least it is full again.

It's just that no one noticed that Verrell's face was much paler than before, and the bloodshot in her eyes directly increased a few times.

No one noticed, because they were all going to slip away.

After the arcane missile failed, the first to slip away were the five mages who cast the spell collectively, and no one knew better than them what kind of power this attack contained, and no one knew how powerful Verrell could block this attack.

They chose to be on the safe side and slip away first, didn't they say that there was a magic circle arranged in advance in the rear? Whether Meng Guan was dealing with ogres or goblins, it was just right to use it against Verrell now.

Of course, they weren't the first to run, the two stalkers were the first to slip away, and no one was more vigilant than they were.

After that, the reaction was the rest of the people, they swarmed away, seemingly unorganized, but in fact there was no organizational discipline, but they were more or less seductive and asked.

Verrell snorted, floating in mid-air and diving, and a chase began.

A few of them couldn't escape, or it can't be said that they couldn't escape, but they escaped, but they were a step slower than others.

This step is hell.

Looking at the auxiliary spells attached to other people's various equipment or the scrolls of mounts and pets, they can only look at their backs and sigh if they are not so prepared.

Then turn and run, at this time running at the back and following the large army is simply looking for death.

Only run in one direction to see if you can avoid Verrell's attention.

With a wave of his hand, he directly broke through the protective equipment carried by these unlucky ghosts, and the powerful and tyrannical elemental power surged down, and he directly sent them to meet the clown knights before - but the spirit servants in the various divine kingdoms should not be able to meet each other.

Observing a few temple personnel fleeing in other directions, Verrell flew in mid-air and shot several simulated elemental arrows like throwing javelins, and did her best to ignore them.

As these "smart people" thought, Verrell, who seemed to be calm but was actually in a state of rage, really didn't want to waste time chasing and killing these people at this time, which was not worth it at all.

Knowing her state, Verrell knew exactly how much time she had left, and she flew straight towards the back base camp on the temple side, where the Kiroway Priesthood was located, and in fact, most of the people were rushing there.

Verrell knew that there must be something wrong with this, but now she was fearless, but the bloodshot in her eyes was more, and the edges of her pupils seemed to be soaked in a layer of blood.

The sequelae, or something else, in short, the consequences have become more and more serious.