In addition to protecting their comrades, the strongest member of the team can also have another way - sacrifice their comrades and use them as cannon fodder to win a chance for victory. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

That's what the ritual mages did. His indiscriminate bombardment blew everything standing in a straight line to the ground. After the explosion, the dust fell endlessly, like rain falling on the desert.

Of course, Teng Yunshen is not his comrade-in-arms, they just have a common enemy, and it is very cost-effective to knock him down together with the evil wizard and kill two birds with one stone.

Sadly, he was not able to wreak havoc on the evil wizard. Behind the billowing smoke, a low roar was heard, a voice full of pain but also full of power.

Disaster is coming. However, Teng Yunshen didn't even have the strength to be afraid, and his anger was even more minimal, and his focus was all on the bursts of dizziness. The dizziness weakened him, and the dizziness itself was weak, and in the end, only a long period of numbness remained.

Teng Yun gasped and rolled over, facing the sky so that he could ...... Die a little more clearly. Even if it is death, he is willing to feel it with clear awareness.

The moonlight is red, and if pain can be used to describe the moonlight, it is painful. His breathing was painful, too, and every breath of air seemed like a spark popping out of the pounding of the rubble, burning his throat.

The evil wizard is going through some changes. Surprisingly, he is a shapeshifter mage. However, he was different from the transformation mages that Teng Yunshen had come into contact with before. Transfiguration mages tend to make it easy for people to associate them with imagery in nature. Su Ruiwen's elegance and majesty reminded Teng Yun of the tiger. They possess some traits that humans have long neglected, strong, agile, and wild. And what about the evil sorcerer? He doesn't seem like anything in nature, at least not flesh and blood.

Teng Yunshen twisted his body slightly, and the heat caused his skin to bulge one blister after another. The icy evening breeze cut his swollen face like a razor. It's not a pleasant way to die.

Death is never a pleasant thing. However, when he left the train, he was ready to die. After narrowly revitalizing, a new day awaits him. He was finally able to stop and think about the future...... Life.

He realized that he was not destined to have a dead end. Lying in a clean and tidy hospital room, surrounded by friends and family, it was probably the ideal last, and he didn't have that luck. He will die under malevolent magic, with no bones left, and disappear into the desert of the supernatural. It's probably very fair, he's a killer, and killing or being killed is pretty much all of his life.

When I was vaguely aware of it, it was only a day since this moment. However, when I recall the feelings of that time, it seems that decades have passed, and it is vague.

The day was quite fulfilling, not the kind of beneficial fulfillment that the student diaries had. However, who can tell whether it is beneficial or not? The instincts of battle tossed and turned in Teng Yunshen's body like poisonous cells, but they also killed his weakness.

Teng Yunshen didn't intend to die here, nor did he intend to die anywhere. He was ready to die, but he didn't want to die.

The young wizard's face tensed slightly. A string of razor blades fell from the wind and smashed against the bridge of his nose. It's like the magic that street magicians use to bluff kids, little tricks, and video game designers don't add it to a long list of skills. However, for a true wizard, a tiny razor blade is more useful than an aggressive fireball.

You can't expect the enemy to stay put and wait for you to drop the slow fireball. You can pick up submachine guns and rockets to attack your enemies, times are progressing, everyone should change, and wizards are no exception. Even for some late-blooming wizards, analyzing the problem from the perspective of the occult is "change".

The razor blade has a different purpose in the hands of wizards, it represents a dexterous part of a wizard's skill, and it represents a part of magic that cannot be replaced by technology for the time being.

It was a mirror, a clear reflection of the outer world. Teng Yunshen focused his gaze on the light spot, and with a little more focus, he could drop a flashbang at the right time.

It doesn't matter what happens after that. Really, when danger is so close at hand, it's hard to think about what's going to happen even a few minutes later. You can only take one step at a time. All you have is the moment.

His thoughts were flying, but his body had to lie in the pile of fallen leaves, waiting for the injury to cool down. He saw the Transfiguration Mages of the Three Kings Ruins Protection Society, who were unharmed, but looked terrified. They stood dumbfounded under the tree, motionless.

Teng Yun was deeply aware that he was still wrapped in the shadow of loneliness. The Phantom reenveloped him after he had lost his iron magic under the impact of the explosion, and sank him into a world of shadows. Before destroying a certain speed, Shadow of Solitude is incredibly resilient.

Little by little, the battle mage stretched out his senses, stretched out his delicate mind. Shadow puppet mages can use shadows to extend limbs, or shadows to retract limbs. He found his spilled blood and brought them back into his body as much as he could.

Scalding granite shards were embedded in his viscera, and even the best surgeon couldn't pull them out before he was killed by rejection and blood loss, but the impurities that ravaged him were nowhere to be found in the world of shadows.

The evil sorcerer slowly appeared. His physique changed dramatically, becoming bumpy and uneven, like the earth's crust that had been uplifted during an earthquake. He only held the big knife like a door panel in his hand, and the other long knife like a demonic atmosphere didn't know where he left it.

Teng Yunshen still has time, and the dark time protects him. Teng Yunshen slowly threw some granite shards into the darkness. Then, he left the world of shadows.

Evil wizards are closing in on two shapeshifters. The ritual mage hid again, but he wasn't worried that the other party would be able to escape in this situation. After the transformation, he is especially good at tracking.

He doesn't like to transform when he can't master it, and resisting the urge to transform is one of his practices. And the ritual mage ruined his practice, and he wanted to break it into ten thousand pieces.

Before that, he had to take the two "same kind" in front of him to get used to his long-lost body......

"This way. ”

The evil wizard turned around in surprise and glared at Teng Yunshen, who greeted him loudly.