"Boss?!"

"Pustley! Damn the fallen! ”

The druids quickly recovered from the chaos and rushed to save their leader before they were ready to fight back, but they were overwhelmed by the Falls. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first is the highly poisonous corpse vine that restricts their movements, with a paralyzing poison on it, which seems to have little effect on the transformed beast's body, but it is very deadly in the tense battle, not only that, but the activities of the druids here are all in the vision of the dark crow, and the five white wolves find flaws from time to time and harass them.

Click, click, several dark yellow skeletons emerged from the shadows, their bones covered in turquoise cracks.

Lv11 [Skeleton Warrior, Torment Fanatic], this is a special monster summoned by Andariel with the help of the ability of the Fallen Necromancer, a total of fifteen.

The level of Poison Ivy is Lv4, the level of the Raven is Lv2, and the level of the White Wolf is Lv7, and the addition of these fifteen green skeletons made the druids almost collapse.

"I can't hold it!" "Stand back?" "What are you kidding, my companions are desperately trying to get us out..."

Some of the druids could not maintain the consumption of mana, so they had to lift their transformations, and the wounds on their feet quickly decayed, and they looked ruthless, and directly swung their knives to cut off the flesh and blood.

"I can only go back-"

The blind bear man gasped, feeling the danger, and muttered to himself.

It is at this juncture of crisis.

"Be vigilant."

The faint words were like a breeze blowing, and the druids raised their heads in surprise, and their charred white robes flashed away.

"What is she going to do? Although he received this body, he was not able to complete the degeneration, and the memories were not yet able to be retrieved. ”

Staring at the flying white robe, the green light in Nania's eyes became more and more abundant, and she chose to wait and see what happened.

With a bang, the tip of the brown staff in his hand erupted with a blinding white light, and the scorching light expanded in an instant, like a surging wave, drowning all the druids and fallen with an unstoppable momentum.

All the consciousness of the shrouded beings appeared in a brief trance, and Andariel, although he was the queen of torture, temporarily occupied Nania's body and was also affected by this Westmar spell.

This is a hallucinatory spell recorded in "Westmar Flame of Truth", "White Poor World", which has the effect of shaking the soul.

A still white world, endless light.

Amber was unaffected as a spellcaster, and a pair of pale golden eyes suddenly opened, bursting with a deep light.

Boom Boom! Boom Boom!

Countless small pale red** magic circles appeared in front of Amber's body, like machine guns, and "fire bombs" similar to Hradim's spells continued to erupt, blasting towards the place where the highly poisonous corpse vines were entangled, the flames erupted, and the soil was scorched, directly killing most of the corpse vines.

It was just a spell she cast with one hand.

On the other side, a dark blue halo converged in the palm of her hand, her face gradually turned pale, and her mana passed quickly.

Thin imperceptible blue lines flew out.

Soaring, the void next to the white wolf burst into countless frosts, and splashing ice picks pierced the white fur-wrapped body, shooting out blood from all over the ground.

"That's amazing."

Amber took a deep breath and shifted her gaze to the stiff Fallen as a cold voice came from behind her.

It was Canduras, and it was Nania's voice.

She frowned, and when she realized that it was too late, the sound of the blade breaking through the air came instantly, directly through the back of her heart, breaking out of her chest, and the result was a pale blue liquid.

"Huh?"

Nania sneered, and the long sword slashed through the pierced Amber in front of her, and her body instantly turned into countless pale blue foams, flying around the blade.

Unbeknownst to Andariel, this was one of Westmar's hallucinatory spells, called "Water Mirror".

This spell uses a completely different power than the Hradim spell, and the way it is used is very different, and even Andariel himself will not be able to see through this spell without using transcendent high-level perception.

"I see, you haven't learned Nania's memories yet."

"Do you only know Canduras, despicable demon?" ”

Three emerald elemental bands swept out from under her white robe, easily trapping Nania in front of her, and white light and shadow bloomed at her feet, with intricate patterns like holy flowers.

The surging force tried to break free, but was unsuccessful.

It was the Purification icon of the Westmar Church, which had been possessed by demons before, and the priests there used this purification technique.

Amber is a polymath of Westmar mages, and not only has a deep study of illusion-based combat spells, but also involves purification spells.

"Useless struggle!" "Stupid!"

Several Fallen rushed over, intending to interfere with Amber's purification. As a result, he was desperately stopped by the druids on the side.

"Beat it! Lady Amber! ”

"Defeat it!"

"Beat it!"

The druids roared with blood and scuffled with the Fallen in front of them, blades piercing through their bodies.

It was terrible, but Amber didn't pay any attention to the changes next to her.

She focused all her attention on the magic circle in front of her, her physical strength and mana were depleted repeatedly, her hands couldn't even stop shaking, and even her consciousness was a little blurred.

"Get out of Nania's body! Demon! ”

Shout at the top of one's lungs.

Amber's pale golden eyes shone brightly, and the purification icon at Nanya's feet burst into a bright, pure light, drowning it out for a moment.

As if to illuminate the entire dark night, the pillars of light rose into the air, constantly swaying with points of light.

"Nania!"

"Nania!"

"Nania!"

The pale gold in Amber's eyes faded silently, and she clutched her chest in pain, half-kneeling on the ground, looking at the figure in front of her who was flooded by the light, and softly exhaled a call.

The light continued for a while, and when she heard the cracking sound, she struggled to look up, and her eyes widened to find that the pillar of light was already full of cracks.

"How so."

Even if she is as strong as her, she feels overwhelmed at the moment.

I've used all my strength, and I can't think of a better way to do it even after racking my brains.

With a desperate shattering sound, the white magic array at Nanya's feet shattered and dissipated, revealing an unscathed figure.

"Snort."

Her slightly longer brown hair showed signs of turning red from the roots, and she let out what seemed to be a mocking voice.

"It's stupid, human spells are interesting, but they are not a force that can be relied upon."

She slowly raised her arm, as if a pale green scorpion-tailed phantom was sticking out behind her, "Deep, sharp, powerful, this is the essence of power." ”

Bang bang, I couldn't even see the shadows clearly, and the bodies of the few druids who had tried to escape recently exploded, and the stump fragments splashed on the ground like shattered watermelons.

"You understand what you should do."

Nania smiled at Amber and shook her hand as if to shake off the non-existent blood.