On the fourth day, everyone looked at the approaching monster with confidence, staggering and stumbling, as if they would fall next.

The current monster can still be called a monster, but it is just a larger, injured beast, scarred, on the verge of death, and has no deterrent power.

In the face of the frantic attacks of the soldiers, the monster could only slowly raise its claws, just like an old man in the twilight waving his hand to drive away the flies around him, looking so powerless, several magic smashed over, raised his tail, and put it down, like a puppet.

"Everyone take advantage of the victory and pursue!" Pulit shouted, the attack was even more victorious, and after a while, it seemed to have been expected, and with a mournful roar, the monster fell to the ground, motionless, and the cheers were deafening, this is the cheers of victory, this is the cheers of justice.

Of course, after the cheers, the problem is obvious, the distribution of the curved stones.

"Mr. Bosie, Mr. Misha, shall we go together?" said Jerost with a smile.

"Yes, Sister Misha, let's go over together. Julia said from the side.

Bosimisa looked at each other and nodded, and agreed, and the magician behind him followed with a cheerful step.

"Charles, your plan doesn't work, it's really miserable, hehe. Valen patted Charles on the shoulder and said, "Thanks to you for working so hard to get the book in, and it was almost discovered, and now you can't use it, I want to ask Mr. Charles, what are your moods now?"

"Very good mood!" Charles raised his hand to fight, and said with a smile, Valen moved to the side, and said with a trembling expression of fear: "Mr. Charles is angry, the surrounding crowd should be evacuated quickly!"

Charles and Valen fought together, and after coming over for a while, they calmed down, Charles smiled and said: "It's good if you don't need it, don't forget, that's just a hypothesis, it's just recorded in the alchemist's formula, in fact, I don't believe it myself, but I don't need it now, don't worry about whether it will succeed." ”

Valen nodded, and the two felt that it was time to go back, and the rest of the matter had nothing to do with the two of them.

"Gerost, you and General Plett talk to me..." Harrison scratched his head a little embarrassed, facing his idol, how could he talk about these political things, and because of this, Harrison could only be a general, not a general.

"General Plit, speak first, after all, your bravery is obvious to all. Jeroste didn't put forward the conditions first, but took a step back and let Pulit speak first.

"In that case, then I want to speak, as you said, my bravery is obvious to all, and my country's soldiers are the most badly damaged, so here, here, and half of here, belong to our Delores Empire. Plitt said confidently.

Geroste looked at the place where Prit was pointing and was not angry, and chuckled: "General Prit, there is some truth in the first half of your sentence, why is it that the second half of the sentence is a bit of a trick? The most tragic injury should be rushed to the front? To say something disrespectful, the most tragic injury is the most tragic - isn't it because the training is too slack?"

The soldiers behind Pulit listened to Gerost's words, their faces were suddenly full of anger, and their eyes were round and they looked at Jerost, thinking that if Jerost was not a magician of the Cagabo Empire, he would definitely be beaten by everyone now.

"This is really rude, and it is a bit reckless to speak, but are the soldiers of our country just shrinking behind to avoid the edge of the monster and trying to survive, don't talk about this kind of thing, you General Plit, don't you see the thousands of soldiers behind you?" Gerost said with a slight bow and apology, his eyes looked directly at General Plit, and said without humility or arrogance.

As soon as this remark came out, Pulit was a little speechless, in the past few days of fighting, no matter how unconvinced, the facts were in front of his eyes, the soldiers of the Cagabau Empire often rushed much faster than the soldiers of their own country, and sometimes it was the Cagabau Empire that stood in front of them rather than their own soldiers, but it was their own soldiers who suffered the most damage, so at this glance, what Jerabau said made some sense.

Pulit scratched his hair irritably, this kind of thing is often handled by An Shounong, now it's his turn, I didn't expect it to be so troublesome, even if Jerost said it makes sense, Pulit can't give in, not just because of those soldiers who died, then such a big piece of curved stone, if the Cagabao Empire gets it, there will be endless troubles!

But what excuse was there to convince Gerost?

Geroste looked at the smile on Pulit's face that obviously showed a distressed expression on his face without the slightest change, all this was under his control, if the famous An Shounon of the Delores Empire also came, I am afraid that this matter would not be so easy to solve.

After all, the conversation between Plitt and Jeroste was very boring, and the magicians of the Nas Academy, a group of young people who had just defeated the monster, were still in a state of excitement.

Everyone looked at the monster lying on the ground in front of them, and there was some disbelief, they had killed such a terrible monster! With such glory, what kind of glory would they be crowned with, and what kind of credit would their family members have.

"Wow! Its mouth is so big! It feels like it can fit two people in it. A timid but curious sorceress said, not daring to approach the monster at all.

"Hehe, coward, it's all dead, why are you hiding so far away? I killed this monster!"

"What do you mean by killing? Your fire magic is only level 4, okay? You dare to say that you killed a fire bird's attack? The highest credit among these is I'm afraid that only me, a fifth-level wind magician, have you seen that scythe?"

"Hey, we're all fifth-level wind magicians, so why don't you let out a huge scythe and take a look?"

The teasing and slapstick after the victory did not make them move further apart, but became more intimate.

"Hey, don't touch it!" a magician secretly touched the monster, and the magician next to him turned pale and hurriedly shouted.

"It's okay, it's dead. The magician looked at the man behind him, his face pale, and he laughed loudly and mockingly.

"Flutter. ”

A simple voice made all the people turn into stone sculptures in an instant, motionless, the magician who made a laugh was swallowed into his stomach by the monster, his mouth was full of blood, and his godless pupils were once again full of terrifying killing intent!