Chapter 59: A High-Altitude Hurricane

"Rush!"

Thor's figure suddenly leaped and rushed directly from the edge of the lake onto the pontoon, the spear held in his right hand flew with the figure, and the fighting spirit wrapped around the tip of the spear, shooting towards the miserable white face in the air.

"Stupid mortals!"

Goreeves exhaled suddenly, and rushed into the air as if he had no weight, and a whirlwind of terrifying cold air poured out on his pale face.

"Shield Shield!"

A dozen mages on the pontoon bridge cooperated to prop up a shield of light, protecting the archers behind them, and when the whirlwind weakened and disappeared, they slammed to their feet and shot arrows that had been gathering momentum for a long time.

More than twenty clusters of red light lit up on the surface of the lake, and with the flickering of the light, a series of flying arrows wrapped in flames shot into the air, and the dense shock wave mixed with the high-temperature air flow spread out, staggering Goreeves to the ground.

"Die!"

The emaciated white face opened its mouth and spat out a gray pillar of light, which directly slammed into the mages on the pontoon, and a row of warriors behind him immediately raised their shields and stepped forward, and were immediately blown into the lake by the pillar of light.

Although the five-foot lake water cannot drown people, in this training ground, it has its own special significance, that is, the death zone, once you fall into the lake, it is equivalent to losing the qualification to challenge.

"Damn, we've been blown into the death zone again, I've been dead seventeen times. ”

"I'm going to be the twentieth time. ”

"I just hope they win this time. ”

The mercenaries who had been soaked in soup stood up one by one, looking at the pontoon bridge with a sad stomach, although there were many of them, but the battle situation was still not good. It's another group annihilation.

"Fire cover!"

Vane yelled. Shoulder to shoulder with Hill onto the pontoon. Clusters of fire swept into the sky, exploding in mid-air, creating a stream of hot air that made Gorevis unstable and swirled in bursts.

"Hit the boss!

In the roar and roar, the mercenaries rushed forward frantically, and one after another, accompanied by the pillars of light and cold air storms that shot from the servants, fell into the lake like dumplings, and then quickly drilled out of the water. Began to accuse each other and scold:

"The people of the Sword Mercenary Regiment are all lacking in their brains, I don't know the waves of rushing, we are rushing at you, and in the end there is no way to retreat, this time the regiment is wiped out thanks to them!"

"You people of the Flame Mercenary Regiment are shameless! What can a group of rookies who have just entered the second order, although our head of the regiment does not have a war paint, but it is also a real third order, if you want to rush, of course we will rush first!"

"Bah! Sword mercenary group!"

"Bah, bah, bah! The Flame Mercenary Group is all rice buckets!"

A tearing war soon broke out in the lake, but no one dared to do it due to the rules of Glamorgan. Those who dare to do it are now gone.

The battle on the pontoon bridge continues.

"All to death!"

Goreeves took a deep breath, and his emaciated pale face instantly doubled. After taking a few rounds of spears that were entwined with fighting qi, Huo Ran spewed out a cloud of extremely swirling white frost and smashed it towards the pontoon bridge on the lake.

"Stay guarded!"

In the chaotic crowd, several old mercenaries shouted at the top of their voices, and many warriors who focused on defense rushed forward quickly, combining their shields to form an iron wall built one after another.

"Hit the boss!

"Hit the boss!

"Hit the boss!

In this slogan, which has no characteristic, but is full of the most simple wishes of the mercenaries, they carry the frost storm and keep advancing, and a series of jingling bells resound from the surface of their shields.

The figures of the archers curled up behind them, scratching at the surface of the pontoon with their fingers, squirming forward little by little, and after raising them from time to time, they let out a hoarse roar:

"Hit the boss!

"You greedy mortals, give me back the treasure!"

Listening to their slogans, Goreeves suddenly remembered the treasure he had buried at the bottom of the lake, and although he had no heart, he could still feel the heart-rending pain.

"Hoo β€”β€”!"

The emaciated face took a deep breath and inflated wildly like a swollen balloon, and a huge shadow quickly covered a quarter of the surface of the lake before it opened its mouth and spewed out a pillar of gray light the thickness of a pontoon.

Bangβ€”β€”!

The whistling sound spread through the space, and the entire lake surface seemed to be subverted with this sound, and this pillar of light swept through the space, and then shattered the shield, and the mercenary's bodies were volleyed into the air, and all of them were overturned and knocked into the death zone.

"Fight with it!"

The archers knew that if they hit this one, they would hang up sooner or later, so they no longer bothered to find cover, and fired frantically continuously, and one after another whistling flaming arrows shot into the sky, piercing the strange face that was so inflated to a terrible size that it pierced several gaps.

"You don't want anything from me!"

In the furious roar of Gorives, he directly carried a cold storm of extremely impactful ice and swept towards the archers below.

"We'll be back!"

"Brothers, avenge us!"

"I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling!"

With a roar of resentment, the archers were caught in the storm, and they lost their cover and could not move due to the terrain, and they fell into the frozen lake without resistance.

......

The only survivors on the pontoon, Vane and Hill, glanced at each other and smiled helplessly.

Even if you say that, there's nothing we can do.

"Don't give up!"

Thor slammed out of the water, his face was blue from the cold, and he was still trembling and encouraging the two: "It's the weakest time to finish its ultimate now, come on! You two will definitely be the saviors of this battle!"

"Okay! Fight!" Vane gritted his teeth, burned the fighting energy in his body to the limit, and shouted at his partner beside him:

"Hill!

"Understood!"

The other party immediately abandoned his sword, and suddenly lay down on the ground with a backflip, his back against the pontoon, his hands grasping the ground, and his legs kicked into the air.

"Kill the boss!"

Vane let out a loud howl, and instantly jumped to the place where his companion was lying down, and his legs jumped suddenly, just in time to rush into the air with the power of the opponent's kick.

"Abominable humans!"

A hint of horror appeared on Goreves' withered face, it had just exhausted all its strength, and now it was indeed the weakest time for itself, and it did not even have the strength to move.

"Die!"

His body jumped up, like a swift that pounced on the clouds, and the spear in his hand stabbed out, blasting into the air with the fighting spirit that poured out.

Goreeves struggled to escape, but with the roar of the spear, the cold aura of the evil spirit froze in space!

Bangβ€”β€”!

Accompanied by the streamer of the explosion, more than a dozen evil spirit gold coins fell from the sky.

Hill happened to catch one of them, only to see that the coin had Goreves' head on the obverse and its quote on the reverse - You don't want anything from me! (To be continued......