This bear-man is naturally Iwamoto Ten, who stayed with Lv15 [Surging Flame], and at this moment his bear fur has changed from brown to dark brown, proving that he is gradually merging with the evil breath in his body, and as he thinks, he is going through a stage of transformation from a fallen to a monster. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And his strength has also increased significantly, otherwise he would definitely not be able to compete with the four sharp-bladed wizards at the same time with the previous Lv18.

The chaos continued, and the professionals rose from the ground one after another, dodging the slash of the remnants of the blade demons, and watched in amazement as this thrilling surprise attack.

"That scar, is it Iwamoto Ten?"

A sharp-eyed assassin clutched his bleeding chest, noticing a scar on the dark bear's hind legs, and exhaled.

As a degenerate, Iwamoto Tian had previously taken refuge in the Hitomi Stone Tree, and later returned to the Sinking Lord's seat, which was a fact known to the camp professionals, and his eyes flickered when he thought of this.

"Let's go, take advantage of now, those blade demons are coming up again."

"That's right, they're infighting, it's just a blessing of light!"

"Don't be stunned, damn it, there are some blade demons chasing after you, give me the sword, deal with them first."

"Don't be impulsive, retreat while containing."

The vast majority of the professionals didn't notice this, they noticed that the Dark Gold Sinking Demon Wizard and the Dark Giant Bear suppressed the four Blade Demon Wizards, and the two teams of Blade Demons also fell into a fierce battle, except for some fish that slipped through the net, they had no time to take care of their side, this was undoubtedly the best time to escape.

"Druids and Master Amber, they-"

A detached mage waved his staff and cast a frozen skill to force back a few blade demons, and when he looked somewhere, he found that the druids' figures had been completely blocked by the blade demons, and his face was very ugly.

"Don't worry about it so much! Staying here is a dead end! The only way to go is to go to Banedi and them! ”

One of the barbarians was hysterical, and looking at his expression, seemed to regret not leaving with Baniedi.

"Shut up and save some strength."

A necromancer's face darkened, and he glanced around without a trace, his steps quickening.

The remnants of the professions crawled and retreated, and were soon screamed by more than a dozen blade demons, and were driven into the dark dense forest, out of this chaotic battlefield.

Dark Gold Sinking Demon Sorcerer Lv15 [Surging Flame] glanced in the direction of the professional's escape.

"It doesn't matter, they won't survive."

Iwamoto said Canduran that the demons couldn't understand at all, and it didn't matter if it could understand it or not, "The most important thing is to deal with the enemy in front of us and complete the mission that the adults have given us. ”

He let out a low roar, and under the cover of the fire bomb of Lv15 [Surging Flame], he rushed towards the location of the four blade wizards.

The fierce battle gradually became clear, and the Blade Demon team on Andariel's side quickly collapsed.

At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield.

Poof, one of the Fallen Assassins drew his sword from the blind bear's head, the wound bleeding white and red liquid, and he looked at the other one who was dying.

"The druids are finally almost dead, what about the rough skin and thick meat, hehe."

He swung his blade and slashed at the head of another giant bear.

"The light will never—"

The blade slashed its words and life together, and the huge bear's head rolled to the ground, spurting out countless blood, staining the grass and the soil.

The headless bear collapsed, splattering blood in a pool of blood, the last giant bear to lose, and it quickly shrank into a headless professional body.

Next to it were dozens of pools of blood, each lying the corpse of a druid, in a tragic death.

The Fallen have lost only one Assassin, one Barbarian, and they are far more powerful than before, strengthened by the Evil Breath.

The pale green circle of light flickered in Nanya's hands, and these arrogant degenerates suddenly shook their bodies, and they fell down like pleasing their masters' dogs, their bodies trembling slightly.

"And the enemy, destroy them."

Feeling that her connection with the four Blade Demon Wizards had been severed one by one, Nania frowned, looking very displeased.

Hearing this, those degenerate immediately retreated into the darkness and rushed to another fierce battlefield, but it was Amber, who was paralyzed on the ground, and her eyes lit up.

Rescue? It can't be, but it seems that an opportunity has arisen.

Amber is a person who is good at seizing opportunities, and she will never let go of any chance to survive.

Andariel has shown desperate strength after possessing Nanya, but at this moment she drives the Fallen away, allowing Amber to have an idea come to mind.

A secret that only Amber knows.

"You look smug."

Sensing Nanya's gaze move again, Amber sneered, "It's your flaw to drive those degenerates out, Andariel. ”

“・・・”

Nanya's expression remained unchanged, taking Amber for a bluff.

Soon, her face changed, and a pale blue light lit up from Amber's left hand, connecting to the palm of her right hand, which seemed to be another Westmar spell.

A pale green half-human, half-scorpion phantage emerged from behind her, fangs and claws as if to cut the thin thread.

The soft blue light erupted, like a tenacious net, trapping Nanya's body and Andariel's phantom in an instant.

"This was the last line of insurance, and you made me make up my mind, Andariel."

Amber's calm face turned hideous for a moment, her eyes reddened, and she stared at the struggling demonic phantom behind Nanya, the light flickering.

She had never been forced to this extent, and through this experience, she had a deeper understanding of the power of evil.

"I'll destroy you, absolutely!"

An infinite mist of water filled Amber's feet, and her form quickly faded before disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Bang! Andariel's phantom roared and roared, and four monstrous scorpion tails burst through the soft blue light shield, countless fragments flew out, and the scorpion tail turned into an afterimage, slamming into a deep crater on the ground where Amber had been before, and there was nothing but the mist that had spread out and had not completely dissipated.

"Bastard!"

Nania's face contorted, trembling with anger.

Although it drives the Fallen to leave, it is the confidence of the Queen. It was humiliating to be literally escaped by the human mage who used weird magic.

Suddenly, her gloomy face changed slightly, and the dissipating mist of Amber was vaguely connected in a certain direction.

The human mage hadn't left the stone wilderness yet, and it was just a clever trick.

The light as deep as the night sky swirled in the depths of Nanya's eyes, and she sneered, her figure moving away in a certain direction.