Ryan looked up, the stands were full of excited spectators, in the bright sunshine, constantly waving all kinds of things in their hands, jagged shouting the names of Faras and others, it seemed that his team was quite popular.

Although the game was about to start, Ryan was very calm, he stretched lazily, carefully savoring the warm feeling of the sun shining on him, his relaxed appearance also infected every teammate, Alina whispered behind Faras: "We have Ryan, how can we lose." ”

Alina's innocent words made Faras burst into laughter, and Faras turned around lovingly and stroked Alina's hair. After whispering a few words to Alina, Faras turned around again and looked at her close lover with admiration and adoration.

Faras and Simeone have studied together for many years, so they naturally know the strength of the five members of Simeone's team very well. Faras thought to herself, "If it weren't for this encounter with Ryan, maybe this game would be the last game for Faras's team." And now, his team not only won two games easily, but even when they met five intermediate magicians whose strength was only a little worse than him, he seemed to be at ease. The reason for all this is that he was favored by the god of wisdom and met Ryan. I still remember vividly that it was a very ordinary morning, that day, my group of four walked into the mercenary guild in Elfa City, taught a few nasty guys a hard lesson, and then ......"

Faras suddenly realized that she was a little distracted, she quickly took a few deep breaths, and suppressed the memories that kept coming to her mind, the game was about to begin, and now was not the time to think about these things.

Behind Faraz, beside Alina, Red closed his eyes and half-knelt on the ground, bathed in the bright sun, praying with devotion to the Lord God he believed in.

Although Red is usually informal, and even a bit of an aristocratic gentleman, he is actually very pious in his heart, otherwise how could he become a disciple of Ibel Ilber, the archbishop of the Church of Light.

Only Elendor stood motionless like a stone statue, only the occasional gleam in his eyes indicating that he was ready.

The mentality of the entire Lace team was very relaxed, as if they were now on the outskirts of the imperial capital, and they were about to go to enjoy a hearty lunch.

On the other side of the game, Simeone's team, they all stood in the positions they had practiced beforehand, and Baker Bruce and Buck Kemp even had a magic scroll in their hands, which they released as soon as the game began.

Simeone looked at his opponent on the other side of the field with a serious face, and he shouted loudly: "Everyone prepare, the game will start soon, we have to do what we have to do as we have done beforehand." ”

Simeone's teammates nodded together, each focusing on their assigned opponent, and Carl's hands were even trembling slightly.

In their prior preparations, they thought that Faraz's Lace squad had both offense and defense, while their own side was more focused on offense, after all, it was a very luxurious existence to have five mid-level magicians in a team, even if there were many medium-sized mercenary groups with hundreds of people, but the shortcomings of the magician's squad were also very prominent, that is, the lack of rear support from the priest and the front-line suppression of the warriors was not conducive to a protracted war. If the two sides enter the stage of stalemate attrition, it will be a great disadvantage to their own side.

To this end, the tactical idea of Simeone's team is to use the rapid casting of magic scrolls at the beginning, suppress the opponent's approach with the first wave of magic, and then divide 2 people to suppress the opponent's warriors and thieves with magic, and Simeone takes Carl and Baker to give the opponent a powerful blow with continuous magic.

Simeone estimated that if it went well, it would take almost five rounds of magic strikes to disable the Thunder team's priest Red and mage Faraz, and the remaining few would not be a problem.

The performance of the two sides of the game was clearly seen by Kairimu and others sitting in the aristocratic box, Kairim shook his head and said: "The victory and defeat have been divided, there is nothing to see." ”

Rukani asked strangely, "Brother Kairim, you know the result before this game starts?"

Before Kairim could answer, he heard a long, deep horn sound, and the game officially began.

The moment the horn sounded, Alendor suddenly craned his neck and howled, turning into a white wind wolf. The spectators in the stands suddenly let out cries of terror, and some people have even begun to flee from the stadium.

Allendo didn't care about the riot caused by his transformation, and he only had the five magicians on the other side in his eyes. Elendor bent his legs slightly, then slammed himself on the ground and threw himself at Simeone with all his might. Behind him, even left with a long list of apparitions.

Simeone and the others were also frightened by Elondo's transformation, but after all, they had received many years of study at the Royal Academy of Magic and knew something about the transformation of the druid.

Simeone began to read the magic spells on the scroll quickly. This is a fireball scroll, and he only needs to use one-third of the time to release the fireball spell to release two-thirds of the power of the fireball spell that is normally released.

Simeone believed that he could definitely complete the magic before Elendorfa got close to him, forcing him to defend so that he could continue with his pre-match plan.

Unexpectedly, when there were still seven magic spells left, Simone felt a faint wave of magic fluctuations, he looked with the peripheral vision of his eyes, and found that a magic missile had been flying towards him at high speed, Simone was startled, and his body subconsciously fell backwards.

After all, Simeone was just a magician, and no matter how agile his movements were, he could compare to a well-trained warrior. As soon as his body moved, the magic missile hit the scroll in Simeone's hand, and the powerful impact pierced the fireball scroll and hit Simone in the chest.

Simeone snorted, his body involuntarily stepped back, he staggered back a few steps, barely standing firm.

Simeone knew that it was the magician's robes he was wearing today that helped him block the magic, or he might have been defeated. Simeone didn't bother to check his injuries, he immediately pulled out a lightning scroll from his body, ready to fight back.

But before Simeone could open the scroll, he heard the exclamation of Baker, who was standing beside him, "Be careful, Simone!"

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