"Oh no! the shield has been breached!" Michael seemed to be taken aback, and with a wave of his hand, seven or eight blue cloaks flew towards Mark and the others, and he himself was already flying towards the group of people who stormed the gate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Keep up!" shouted a sturdy, bearded wizard, who followed with his cloak and the flying golem in control, and Mark and Linda didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly followed.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head as if he was aware of it, and found that in the air about a few kilometers above him, two official wizards were fighting frantically, and the fluctuations from the fierce battle could be slightly felt by Mark.

Even the official wizards of the main deterrent role have been fighting together.

The decisive battle is just around the corner!

Listening to a whistling sound coming from the air, the group of red cloaks who were attacking the door turned their heads and shouted a few times, and then everyone temporarily gave up the attack and set up a formation.

The wizard, who was clearly the leader, squinted at Mark's team in the air, and opened his bow so violently that a gray arrow shadow swooped down on Michael, who was in the lead.

"Oh no! It's a wind chasing arrow!" Michael was shocked, trying to dodge but it was too late, he hurriedly waved his magic wand and sent out three wind blades in one breath towards the gray shadow.

The three wind blades did not block the gray shadow, and it was not even much weaker at all, just as Michael was desperate to see that the gray shadow was about to penetrate his chest, suddenly a barrier of flames appeared in front of Michael Mark.

"Poof-" There was a loud bang, and with this loud bang, the flame shield was shattered, and the gray shadow dimmed a lot, but it still didn't dissipate.

"Bang-" A fiery red fist slammed into the gray shadow, shattering it into nothingness.

"Rush with me!" Mark, who had transformed into a dragon spirit, was flushed all over his body, his height had risen to more than two meters, and his wide robe was bulging. He sped up in an instant, passing Michael and rushing to the front.

A huge dragonman shadow appeared behind him, and Mark waved his hand violently as he advanced, and a huge fire-based flame blast was sent out. This flame burst is the most damaging fire attack he can do right now, and the only downside is that it takes too long to activate.

The moment he rushed out, he began to construct the Flame Explosion Rune. He didn't attack until now, and the time in between was at least a dozen seconds, and it was impossible to give him so much time in a real battle.

"Rush!" Linda shouted as she saw Mark show her might, waving her magic wand.

"Up!" Everyone was shocked when they saw Mark so powerful, and an indomitable pride filled everyone's hearts.

"It's so powerful!" Storm Chasing Arrow Moro felt the tremendous pressure rushing over his face, and in a trance he seemed to think that he was facing an official wizard. Looking at the rapidly approaching red fireball, feeling the deadly threat in it, he had no doubt that if he didn't dodge, he would be half-crippled if he didn't die.

"Hurry up! Danger!" he fired three arrows in quick succession at the fireball, and then rolled sideways and jumped one after another and left more than ten meters.

"Boom-" Before the Wind Chasing Arrow could gain a foothold, a loud bang was heard behind him, and a violent burning sensation almost suffocated him, and the cloak behind him even burned with the heat. He didn't need to look at it, he also knew that his companions were expected to be more than lucky.

"Withdraw!" Moro didn't dare to look back, and disappeared at the castle gate in a hurry. After he left the city gate a hundred meters, he took a slight breath and stopped. Heart:

If it weren't for the fact that he had already broken through to a strong warrior before joining the Gray Tower, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die this time. Who was that person? How could it be so powerful? This move just now was no less powerful than an ordinary official wizard's casual blow.

When everyone landed in front of the gate, everyone was stunned by the tragedy in front of them, a large pit more than one meter deep appeared on the ground, and the more than twenty wizard apprentices who attacked the gate just now died on the spot except for some who avoided minor injuries, and the rest were all seriously injured. This is still when everyone is trying their best to dodge.

At this time, more than a dozen wizards in blue cloaks who had been confronting each other stepped forward, and one of the wizards led by them said, "Hello, my name is Belus, and it was good that you came just in time, otherwise—" As he spoke, he looked at the door where only 25% of the energy value remained.

"It's too early to say this, we're divided into two ways, you are responsible for guarding the door, and we'll drive the storm puppies out of the castle first!" Michael said hurriedly as he looked around.

"Good!" Beluth nodded, pulling out the crystal ball and whispering hurriedly.

"Mark, your strength is good, you will be a pioneer in a while!"

Michael looked at Mark, who was still in the state of the dragon spirit, and swallowed his saliva, feeling the pressure of his 48 points of spiritual power in front of him. What a pervert!

"Yes!" Mark nodded, and rushed out first. Linda followed him without saying a word.

Although all the people present were wizard apprentices, they were basically nobles before entering the Gray Tower, so their physical fitness was at least above the sixth level of the reserve warrior, and under the premise that Mark did not accelerate with all his strength, it was more than enough to keep up with Mark's speed.

The Storm Gray Tower suddenly lost more than twenty people including Morrow, and Liberty had more reinforcements like Mark, and its strength was overtaken in the blink of an eye.

After transforming into a dragon spirit, Mark is based on the physique of a strong warrior in the middle stage, and his speed, strength, and agility are no less than that of a strong warrior in the late stage, plus his strong magical defense, he is basically rampage on the battlefield against all kinds of witchcraft, and there is no enemy.

The entire battlefield inadvertently spread outward with the addition of Mark and others, like a small fluctuation on the water surface.

Gradually, the Grey Tower of Liberis began to gain an advantage. After all the reds had been driven out of the castle, a pale blue shield slowly lifted around the castle's perimeter. The shield has finally been repaired.

Seeing that the shield was propped up, the official wizard of the Storm Gray Tower felt that there was no longer a chance, snorted lightly, and ordered a retreat. Liberles, on their part, did not chase either, rushing to check on the survivors and treat the wounded.

In the Grey Tower War, the direct kills in the battle between wizards and wizards are generally very rare, and most of them are wounded or seriously injured. In this case, the defeated wizard is allowed to surrender his cloak and choose to surrender. After the battle of the Gray Tower, the opponent's Gray Tower will be redeemed with magic stones.

Each wizard only has the power to get a cloak once, and once you lose the cloak, you lose the qualification to fight in the Grey Tower. This is also a measure for the Holy Tower to protect the strength of the Gray Tower under its command, which can improve the combat effectiveness and reduce casualties.

From afar, he watched his official wizard slowly fall, and Mark was surprised to find that this wizard he actually knew, it was his guide, Grusen.

"What a powerful bloodline strengthening. Grusen sighed as he felt the powerful aura on Mark's body.

"I've seen Lord Grusson!" Mark replied to his original form, saluting respectfully to Grusson. He still has a lot of respect for his guide.

"Huh, Mark?" Gruson's signature laugh came to an abrupt end, and he looked at him in disbelief.