At that moment, it was as if time had come to a standstill.

The old lich's smashed skull, the bone bowl falling to the floor, the bright red liquid floating in mid-air, the sorcerer smiling brightly when he lifted his hood, the glowing spellbook, the rumbling thunder, and, most importantly, Sir Ulrich and Captain Mist turned their heads together to look at the entrance of the house.

The two big demons and the four gazes were as heavy as the four Taishans, making the whole room fall into dead silence for a moment.

The attackers who suddenly appeared, like small insects trapped in amber, struggled slowly under the viscous aura of the big demons, and everything around them lost their color in an instant, leaving only black and white. Nikita felt as if she was watching a slow-moving mime, everything was silent, funny and a little ridiculous.

It's like a dream.

No, it wouldn't be so bad to dream.

The young banshee could not have imagined that in the withered yellow land, the largest gathering place of the lichs, there would be a sudden attack by the wizards.

Of course, she's not the only one who feels bad about the situation.

The hunting team that broke into the second floor of the Mage Tower also found that things were a little unexpected.

Bite!

A peanut-sized silver bean slipped from the witch's palm and landed on the soft carpet, making a crisp sound like it smashed into a glass bowl. With this crisp sound, a dazzling silver aura suddenly flashed, breaking the control domain of the two demons.

The wizards regained their mobility.

The black and white faded, and the lost colors returned to their respective owners.

The scene in the room suddenly came alive.

"Hell!"

The sturdy wizard tore off his cloak and threw it to the ground with the two calves in his arms, and roared at the same time, "How can the old ghost of the mist be in the territory of the lichs!

The two calves quickly retracted into the cloak. A small puff bulged out of the soft carpet, but very inconspicuous, and shivered at the roar of the wizard.

With that, the wizard took a deep breath and suddenly grew in size.

Originally, the male witch was one meter eight or nine tall, with a strong body, and after a circle of growth, his height jumped to nearly three meters, and his wide robe was tightened by the bulging muscles, as if it had become a small vest, and even the hair on his body was much thicker, standing at the head of the hunting team, a fierce aura swept through the entire hall, like a beast breaking out of the wilderness.

The eyes of the two demons were immediately attracted by the male witch.

With the outburst of the wizard, the teammates who followed also ripped off their cloaks.

There was a young man dressed in a small black straight hunting suit and a Japanese sword, a sturdy dwarf wearing heavy leather armor and holding an alchemy device like a machine cannon in his arms, and a witch with wide robes and wide sleeves and fluttering skirts, but her eyes were closed all the time, and her body was suspended in mid-air, and her feet did not touch the ground.

"Phew, I'll just say that I was cheated by that guy surnamed Chu, and you still don't believe it. The dwarf holding the cannon spat heavily on the ornate carpet and began to shake the crank on the cannon: "...... You dare to believe his plan?! I also drank too much barley wine to believe in your evil!"

The young man in the hunting suit and the light-sleeved witch were silent. But the man slowly put his hand on the hilt of the knife, and the witch opened the magic book in his arms.

"Yin Qilei!"

She snorted softly, and the law book bloomed with thousands of millimeters of light, and in an instant, she heard the thunder burst like a bean, drowning the entire hall in a thunderstorm of lightning.

It is the man who sits at home, and the thunder comes from heaven. The old lichs who were originally sitting on the second floor, drinking a little wine and napping, were already slow to react, and one after another, they were blinded by this sudden thunderstorm, and many of them were scorched and dizzy before they could take out the magic books.

There was also the quick-reacting old lich, whose glass had been replaced by a staff.

"Secret Sword, Juhe!"

The young swordsman snorted softly, the long knife in his hand was unsheathed for half an inch, and the snow-bright sword light shone through half the room, and in the next moment, the sword light had returned to the sheath, and the young swordsman stood in place, as if he had not moved all along. It's just that an old lich across from him has just raised his bone staff, and the bone staff in his hand and its head have been evenly cut into dozens of parts.

Dada!

The machine guns in the dwarves' hands roared wildly, accompanied by the dwarf's vulgar scolding, pushing the atmosphere of the entire hall to a climax.

......

......

Nikita stood behind the mentor and the captain, cautiously poking out half of her head to look at the reckless hunting party.

It can be seen that it is a well-coordinated and well-equipped hunting team, and it is very likely that it is also somewhat famous in the New World, and the only drawback is that it is too young. The sturdy male wizard who was young enough to lead the team, under full momentum, was only at the level of a top registered wizard.

The Banshee wondered if the hunting party had come to touch the porcelain.

But there is no reason to touch the porcelain and touch the bottom of the car.

It is true that these old lichs on the second floor are just a group of registered wizards who have been mentally tortured and their combat power has declined, plus as the saying goes, they are afraid of being weak and strong, and in the case of insufficient preparation, the old lich will not be able to exert half of their combat power. Those young top registered wizards, fighting these old lichs, may be able to take advantage of them.

But that's about it.

Because the second floor today isn't just the old lichs.

There are also two great demons, Captain Mist and Sir Ulrich.

Bumped into the hands of the two big demons, the banshee didn't think those young wizards had a chance to escape.

What a pity, she looked at the handsome face of the young swordsman, and mourned for those beautiful eyes for half a second. For the demons, there are all kinds of beautiful faces, but the eyes are all the same scarlet.

......

......

Different from the simple idea of the banshee, the first reaction of the two big demons at the moment of attack was not to grab those reckless little wizards with all their might.

It's about careful defense and scouting.

A thin layer of mist fills the Captain of the Mist, enveloping it and Nikita. It was a magic that contained the true meaning of time and space, and although the two of them were still standing in place, close at hand, any magical attack that fell into the fog would fall into the void.

Sir Ulrich closed his eyes, and his mind connected with the guardian spirit of the Mage's Tower, and his mental power was fully opened, and he searched and probed the entire withered and yellow land. Unlike Captain Mist, it didn't have the thin layer of mist around it, but there was a shadow pouring out of that black wall. The shadows swirled around the old lich like a tidal wave, silently rattling, devouring any unpleasant fluctuations of magic.

And out of some secret thoughts, the two big demons quietly distanced themselves a little.

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