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If the ball lightning just now did not hit the giant beast, but directly exploded at the short knife witch, it is very likely that it will be killed directly, so that the three devils are killed, disabled and seriously injured, and the mage's aerial threat will be lifted, and he can completely free his hands to slowly deal with the giant beast.

But he was clearly concerned just now, and wasted a chance to win.

Now that the opponent is in front of you, how can you resist it?

Sean is also an extremely experienced person in fighting, and in an instant, he thought of two ways to deal with it for the mage.

Either let go and back away, avoid its edge, and wait for some distance before waiting for an opportunity to fight back with magic.

Either hide on the other side of the stabbed devil first, find a way to pull out the staff and then wrestle with the other party.

Anyway, whether these devils are male or female, human or beast, they all seem to be melee in the melee system, whether he is a mage to distance himself or pull out his staff, as long as he can buy time to cast spells, he should still have a chance to win.

Sean watched the battle with his head tilted back as he wondered which way the mage would choose.

Soon the white-robed mage gave the answer.

He chose the third option.

Facing the shadow of the knife that was close at hand, the mage let out a loud shout, stretched out his right hand and slammed the short knife inserted under his side, and stabbed the witch in the neck like lightning with the knife as the blood gushed out.

See who kills the other first.

Hit hard!

A mage, in the face of the close siege of three melee devils, actually took a hard-fought way to fight each other to the death!

Sean saw that his blood was boiling, and he clenched his fists fiercely.

The Short Knife Witch approached, but found herself in an extremely dangerous situation, even if she could slash the mage, her neck would be pierced, and she had no choice but to spread her wings behind her and forcibly turn sideways in the air to avoid the mage's fierce attack.

At this moment, the mage heard the black dragon shouting: "Kill it with permafrost icicles, now!"

He looked down and found that the black dragon was tightly entrapping the giant beast with his limbs to prevent it from breaking free, he instantly understood the other party's thoughts, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and roared: "Then you will also die!"

The black dragon smiled miserably: "Don't be stupid, old man, this is a hell demon, if we don't kill it, we will all die." Now I'm the only one who dies, and you can still avenge me!

The mage's lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word as he looked at the black dragon that was entangled with the giant beast.

The black dragon was anxious: "Old guy, do it quickly! Aren't you living to kill all the devils, hurry up, I can't get it!"

The giant beast seemed to understand at this time, and began to struggle desperately, and the iron fist of the grinding disc kept bombarding the black dragon, making a heart-palpitating muffled sound.

Seeing this, the mage's whole face turned red with anger, and he raised his foot and kicked the demon he had stabbed through, finally pulling the bloody staff out of the corpse that had just taken his last breath.

Then he pointed his staff in his left hand at the beast on the ground, and began to chant a spell in his mouth.

Seeing this, the short knife witch not far away immediately raised her knife and rubbed her body, but as soon as she approached, she was immediately forced back by the short knife in the mage's right hand, even if she tried to force a knife to forcibly bully the mage's side to interrupt the cast, she was unsuccessful, but was stabbed through the thigh by a knife, and raised her foot and kicked out a long distance.

If it is not besieged by many people, but one-on-one, this short-sword witch is much worse than the white-robed mage.

Sean noticed that as the mage continued to chant the incantation, the temperature around him was rapidly dropping.

Soon, a huge cone-shaped icicle with a thick top and a sharp tip appeared above the black dragon and the hell tyrant who were entangled.

Seeing this, the Short Knife Witch began to attack the mage even more frantically, but the opponent's right hand knife was not leaking, and she was completely helpless.

At this time, the devil with a broken arm who had two arms torn off in mid-air, had basically lost his combat effectiveness, and had never joined the battle group, suddenly moved.

He slammed headfirst into the black dragon's neck.

I have to say that in this kind of life-and-death battle, the devil with a broken arm is much more sober than the witch with a short knife.

Permafrost icicles are already considered the top magic of the water system, although they are extremely lethal, but they also have a fatal flaw, that is, they cannot move when attacking.

That's why the black dragon needs to sacrifice his life to lock down the Hell Tyrant and prevent it from breaking free from the attack range of the permafrost icicle.

But the premise is that the black dragon can be locked to death.

The key to deciding the outcome is not the white-robed mage, but the black dragon.

The previous battle had consumed a lot of the white-robed mage's mana, and now he was seriously injured and barely cast the top-level magic of the Permafrost Icicle, and he would inevitably be weak in the future.

And there is one more person on your side who can fight, and if you have the help of the Hell Tyrant to fight, you will definitely be able to take down the mage at the end of the crossbow and the dying black dragon.

Therefore, as long as you can interfere with the black dragon and let the hell tyrant successfully escape, this battle will be won.

Thinking of this, the Broken Arm Devil did not hesitate, and with a flap of wings on his back, he slammed into the black dragon's neck.

The neck is recognized as the weakness of the dragons.

But he did a lot of calculations, but he still missed a little.

He is fighting to the death, why not the black dragon?

Seeing that the Severed Arm Devil was desperately flapping his wings and rushing over like lightning, and when he was already close to the black dragon's neck, the black dragon Olaf suddenly tilted his head, and a blazing dragon flame gushed out from the dragon's mouth, sweeping across the bodies of the Hell Tyrant and the Severed Arm Devil.

The tyrant is not afraid of fire at all, and it itself has a raging flame burning in its body.

But the blazing dragon flame was devastating for the Severed Arm Devil, and in the blink of an eye he was ignited into a huge fireball, and although he was still desperately flapping his already scorched wings in the flames, he could no longer move forward.

At last he crooked, fell to the nearby river beach with a ball of flames, and never moved again.

At this point, the permafrost icicle is finally completed, and an ice cube the size of a castle floats in the air, leaving Sean in awe.

If this kind of magic is used to defend the city, I don't know how many lives of the siege soldiers will be harvested, but for now, this huge icicle has to deal with only one hellish tyrant.

The tyrant is still struggling.

It seems to have only some simple intelligence, but it's enough for it to understand its current situation.

It howled wildly, attacking the black dragon with its fists, with its teeth, with every means it could think of.

The black dragon's entire face was almost shattered, and the dragon flame that he had barely spit out just now had exhausted its last life force, but it still used its limbs to clamp the tyrant to death, and the only remaining eye was round open, and its hideous gaze was full of determination and fanaticism.

It's the last madness of life!

"Die with me!"

The black dragon's face was covered in blood, but it was a victor's expression, and he glanced at the mage in mid-air: "Goodbye, old friend." ”

The ice fell like a hill, and the tip of the cone at the bottom easily pierced the tyrant's body, crushing it in two, and then plunged headlong into the river like a giant wedge.

The tyrants, the black dragons, and even the ground beneath them were nowhere to be seen.