For the unfortunate ending of Leling being a prisoner, Lin Tian had actually seen it a long time ago.

If it is said that the powerhouses of those goddesses of magic directly killed the Chosen One Le Ling, then it would be okay, the other party actually greedily took Le Ling away, which undoubtedly gave Lin Tian the Order God Sect many rescue opportunities.

Even if you are worried that the action is too big and will cause the other party to be alert and you can't use Shi Mula's group teleportation technique, you can also use a single teleportation such as the teleportation scepter to make reinforcements appear next to Leling unexpectedly and save Leling.

It's just that after Lin Tian noticed that the magic swordsmen didn't kill Le Ling for a while, his heart moved, and he simply deliberately watched Le Ling, the unlucky bastard, being carried into the camp under the spokesperson of the goddess of magic.

Le Ling didn't know this, he was recorded by the magician and then threw it to the magic swordsmen to deal with, as for Le Ling's memory, those magicians also wanted to check it, but the energy seeds of the Chosen One isolated the other party's detection, so that the magicians could only get some false information, so that they quickly lost interest.

And after the magic swordsmen got Leling, they understood that this guy was a worthless magic swordsman leader, and quickly used Leling as a morale-boosting tool, and enjoyed Leling's fear and despair very much.

"You guy, what's going on just now, suddenly you're not afraid?"

When the bald man was roaring, he suddenly noticed a slight change in Le Ling's expression, and he immediately turned to look at Le Ling.

Le Ling was frightened by the bald man, and the whole person trembled, the bald man glanced at Le Ling's body, and found that this guy was indeed such a waste of firewood, he just thought that this Le Ling had been frightened, and it was difficult to pay attention to it, and continued to let the brothers below bid.

More than ten minutes later, a red-haired man about 2 and a half meters tall with red stripes engraved all over his body won the right to Leling.

This red-haired man's strength is at the peak of liquefaction, and he is also a master in the human world, but in the magic swordsman legion, he can only be regarded as a middle level.

And the reason why he was able to win is now the result of the acquiescence of many high-level officials, and as for the reason, Leling also heard it.

"Cacaddona, congratulations on getting this little white face!"

A magic swordsman patted the red-haired man on the shoulder and yelled, "Have fun, let out your anger at losing your brother on this guy." ”

"Thank you. Cacardona nodded slightly, stepped forward quickly, and after looking at Leling, he slammed a head hammer into Leling's forehead, causing Leling to snort, and his forehead was immediately broken and bleeding.

"It's really delicious blood, wonderful taste. ”

Cacardona licked the blood from Leling's forehead, then picked up Leling with a smile and walked away quickly.

"Hehe, Cacardona, if you can't do it in the second half of the night, remember to call me to relay. A magic swordsman shouted loudly when he saw this.

"Oh, there's me, don't forget, there's me, I don't mind cutting a hole in him!"

Listening to the words of these magic swordsmen, Le Ling really hoped that he didn't understand their language, but unfortunately he saw that language proficiency was cheap and only 10 points, so he learned it, so he couldn't hear it if he wanted to.

As soon as he thought of the meaning of these words, Leling felt that his brain would have a very, very headache.

"Ah, these magic swordsmen are all a group, from the small to the big, that magic goddess spokesperson must also be a super super big!"

"Well, I also believe this, the Goddess of Magic spokesperson is a madman, otherwise...... He's not going to be so crazy about killing all the natives. Lin Tian heard Leling's call, nodded slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes and looked at the system interface again.

Cacaddona, the magic swordsman, put Leling on the carpet, and then pulled out a sharp knife and rubbed it on Leling's face: "Do you know, the little imp of the god of order, I, Cacaddona, have always liked to cut the upper body of a delicate human body like you, and my dear brother likes to eat directly under you, but because of you, my brother can no longer accompany me, he took the first step back to the arms of the goddess of magic." ”

"But it doesn't matter, little ghost. Cacardona smiled and said, "In the place of my brother, I will let you continue to enjoy the wonderful time that our two brothers have brought you, and I swear that even if your soul can escape and return to the kingdom of God, you will be a mad soul from now on." ”

"So ......"

"Wait!"

Le Ling's expression suddenly stabilized from his fright, and he said loudly, "Didn't your spokesperson for the goddess of magic tell you?"

"His Royal Highness, the spokesperson of the goddess of magic?" Cacardona was slightly stunned, the sharp knife in his hand stopped in mid-air, he stared at Le Ling and said, "What does His Highness the spokesperson of the goddess of magic want to say to us?"

"Huh. Leling took a breath and said loudly: "Bad people always die from talking too much. ”

"Die of talking?" Cacardona said disdainfully, "You guy, did you really have a nervous breakdown first? This is not good, it will cost me a lot of fun." ”

Cacardona was about to continue wielding the sharp knife, but this time he found that he didn't know when, his body was not under his command.

No, it's wrong, why can I see my neck? strange...... This perspective, yes, my head is off my neck.

The decapitated Cacadona's body did not fall, not even bleed, and a trace of cold sealed Cacadona's wounds.

Then, under Leling's joyful gaze, the orc sword saint Gru held a one-handed axe in his left hand and Kakadona's head in his right, standing silently behind Kakadona, and nodded slightly to Leling.

Relying on the teleportation scepter, the orc sword saint Gru easily came to Leling's side, and he in the state of swift windwalking, even the magic swordsman Cacadona did not find anything abnormal.

Then, taking advantage of Cacaddona's attention attracted by Leling, the orc sword saint Gru could be said to have taken off this guy's head very easily, and put his body under the control of the frozen power.

The Beast Sword Saint Gru himself doesn't know ice spells, but as a hero, the Sword Saint Gru can't bring an ice orb that is simply simple.

"Leling, this is the teleportation scepter, take it and go back. The Beast Sword Saint Gru threw a small wooden stub to Leling and then said.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your rescue, and thank you to the merciful God of Order. Le Ling hurriedly grabbed the teleportation scepter, and without the protagonist's aura, he was ready to go to the magic swordsmen to take revenge, and after knowing that he was a few pounds and a few taels, this Leling immediately used the teleportation scepter to go back to the Dawning City.

And the orc sword saint Gru took a deep breath and threw out a model of the orc base.

"Listen, poor heretics, this is God's punishment!"

The orc sword saint Gru clenched the axe with both hands, and when he saw that the base was starting to take shape, he rushed out in one step, and the axe in his hand brought a hurricane.

The hurricane became stronger and stronger, like a tornado, connecting the sky and the earth, and the entire camp shook in unison for a while!

"Enemy attack!"

"Someone steals the camp!"

The legion of the Goddess of Magic reacted, and when they saw the great changes in heaven and earth caused by the storm of blades sent out by the Beast Sword Saint Gru, even the pigs knew that there was something wrong with their side!

"What's going on!"

The spokesperson of the goddess of magic was resting with his eyes closed, and he was suddenly woken up, and immediately turned on the eyes of the gods, and immediately learned the situation ahead.

"That's ...... Orcs?"

The spokesperson of the goddess of magic muttered to himself, indeed, judging from what he had seen so far, the enemy who came to attack the magic swordsman camp this time was a very strong beast powerhouse.

The tornado that erupted from this beast powerhouse was very strong, and even the magic swordsmen of the sage did not dare to resist it head-on, so they had to dodge it temporarily.

The camp was devastated, with large tents torn apart by the storm, and many wagons blown to the ground, spilling large quantities of supplies.

"Hmph, although this skill is powerful, it will definitely not last, and when his strength is exhausted, you and I will kill him. The Captain of the Magic Swordsman was not alarmed by this, after he put on the armor, he also roughly tested the strength of this Beast Sword Saint Gru, he may be difficult to hunt down alone, but when the blade storm is over, with his colleagues, the Captain of the Magic Swordsman feels that he still has ninety and a half points that can be killed.

On the other side, a large number of troops were also mobilized, and they all began to gather in batches and batches, especially the mages, in order to ensure that a large amount of mana was provided to the senior mages and divisions who fought at the first time, the members of these mage squads were close to each other one by one, and were closely protected by a large number of puppet warriors.

"Hehehe, what a brave sneak attacker, does that orc know who it is?"

A close associate of the spokesperson of the goddess of magic, a noble mage with a feminine sense of femininity, dressed in a red robe and riding a silver pegasus, asked softly.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with the other party's sexual orientation, but the other party was a close confidant of the spokesperson of the goddess of magic, and it was rumored that he was still a blood relative, Charlemagne, a teacher in charge of the mage group, still had to respond quickly: "Your Excellency Duke Modern, this should be a sage-level orc powerhouse, but he should not belong to the two orc principalities we have captured, and his image is the first time I have seen it." ”

"What, the first time you saw it?"

Duke Modern snorted coldly: "So, it's the foreign orcs who came to make trouble?" really, can you capture him alive, maybe I can use the soul devouring spell to get some new information about the god of death."

Since it wasn't a nearby orc, it was natural for these mages to think that the orc sword saint Gru might be from the south, and what else could be the reason why the southern orc powerhouse came to such a remote area?

Although it is said that the spokesperson of the goddess of magic has also learned a lot of the abilities of the god of death through the intelligence sharing of the spokesmen of other gods, who knows if the spokesmen of other gods will hide their secrets, at this time, if they can catch a strong beast from the south, it is undoubtedly very valuable for the intelligence system.

"That's right, it's not impossible. Hearing Duke Modern's proposal, Shi Charlemagne's eyes flashed with a golden light, and he hurriedly agreed, and was about to issue an order to let the people on the magic swordsman's side pay attention to his strength.

The legion of the Goddess of Magic belongs to the spokesperson of the Goddess of Magic, but since this legion is composed of intelligent beings, it is impossible not to have the problem of fighting for power and dividing the sect.

This night attack is actually not serious, and it is limited to the camp of the magic swordsman, so if there is no order from the spokesperson of the goddess of magic and no call for help from the magic swordsman, they are actually embarrassed to meddle in the internal affairs of others.

And his mentor Charlemagne, to some extent, is not as friendly as it seems on the surface with Pasa, the backstage master of the magic swordsman......

Just when Shi Charlemagne wanted to issue a secret order to let the other party see the face of the modern duke and let go.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis struck, making Shi Charlemagne grab the modern duke and fly into the sky without even thinking about it.

On the ground, the mages who had gathered were directly divided into pieces by the sharp, smooth, and thick black spikes that suddenly broke apart from the ground.