In the jungle, the battle continued in the distance, but behind the bushes dozens of yards away, Zar had already wrestled his long sword, carefully observing the battle in the field like a leopard.

There was definitely not much time left for them, because there was not only one team in this forest, and it was even very likely that while Zar and his party were about to start, there were other teams that were also silently observing the situation here, or were approaching at high speed.

Beside him, Grohl tightened the hard leather knee pad on his right leg with two buckles, and nodded vigorously at Zar and Gavira as he got ready for everything with his axe.

"Hurry, the sooner the better, if there are other clans appearing, leave immediately......" Zal put down his palm holding the bushes, and whispered to the orcs and wood elves: "When retreating, Gavira leads the way, and we will all follow you." ”

"Hmm. The Wood Elf nodded, turned and felt behind the side of the battlefield.

In the sight of the two of them, her figure faded against the tender green background, and finally even the track of touching the grass stalk disappeared. After this, Zar and Grohl lowered their bodies as low as possible, reducing the shaking of the bushes as much as possible, and quietly dived in the direction from which the sound came.

In the middle of the battlefield, the battle between the two teams has reached a fever pitch. Air-based battle mages, barbarians, human warriors, knights of order, wood elf stalkers, and Aranok sword and staff warriors.

The same two owners of the "Power of Blessing" with a power-type gladiator, and the same team configuration with dual melee and range, the two teams were frantically bitten together almost the moment the battle began, and as time went on, the whole battle situation was developing towards an extremely stalemate.

But. Both sides are well aware that the balance of the battle, from the very beginning, was not at all a balance of power. The Knight of Order in the Ancient Spike Team is clearly a "Guardian" talent, and his merit lies in combat support, not attack. Coupled with the containment of the mage, the Wood Elf Hunters in the team were unable to exert the effect of the main attacker at all. So, the pressure on the entire offensive end falls on the shoulders of the Rogkans.

However, he himself does not have the combat skills and muscular strength of the "King of Mercenaries" Berosio, so the attack rhythm of the "Ancient Spike Spur Team" has always been extremely difficult, and it is obviously inclined towards passive defense. This is also one of the fundamental reasons why the "Demon Throat Team" dared to take action directly after encountering them.

The barbarian's two-handed hammer slammed the sudden feathered arrow again, but his attack faltered. The Knight of Order on the opposite side clenched his fists sharply, and a golden streamer gathered in his hand, and finally exploded, and two runes flashed above his and his teammates' heads. Turned into a field of star-shattered falling brilliance.

"Defense alone won't save you!" the barbarian roared, whipping up his hands and slamming them into the head of the Rogkan.

With a crisp "dang", the shirtless Rogkan shuddered and used the long handle of his staff to block the barbarian's attack. At the same time, the human warrior's goal cut to the knight as quickly as possible, and his tactics were obvious that he had to buy more time for the barbarians. Used to kill the Rogkans on the opposite side.

The knight swept out two swords at high speed and forced away the entanglement of the human warriors, and a brilliant streamer shot out from the long sword he swung again. After exploding a puff of golden smoke on the human warrior's body, it quickly bounced towards the barbarian, bringing out a golden trail. With a series of muffled explosions, the two people on the opposite side were forced to take a few steps back, and a small gap flashed between the two sides.

"Keep fighting, don't stop. Crush them!" the mage behind him shouted, two swirling blades swept away from the head of the staff he had picked up, and on the other side, the wood elf hunter bit his teeth and drove two arrows into the barbarian's location. "Watch out for mage attacks!"

"Bang bang" twice. The mage's wind blade arced and slammed into the knight and the rogcan, the former's armor and blessing effect more than enough to withstand the mage's attack, countless broken air currents blasted from his body in all directions. However, his teammates were not so lucky, only to see that the left arm of the Rogkan man was cut open with a terrifying bloody wound, and the splatters of blood were thrown behind him.

However, at this time, the feather arrow of the wood elf finally arrived, and with the shattering of the arrow, the barbarians and human warriors who wanted to kill again suddenly felt a huge force hitting them head-on, and pushed themselves back fiercely.

"Resistance arrow?!" The barbarian instantly sensed the problem, and kicked the ground on his knees suddenly, his bulging chest cavity suddenly enlarged like a bellows, !!and a terrifying war cry suddenly exploded from his mouth, sweeping out of all directions with violent energy!

In an instant, the effect of the "Resistance Arrow" disappeared, and the face of the Wood Elf Hunter immediately changed. "Break the battle cry! Withdraw—!" he yelled at his teammates.

As soon as the words fell, the barbarian had already rushed ahead of his teammates and rushed towards the wounded Rogkan! Another battle cry, and the bodies of him and the human warrior were covered with an incomparably dazzling red light at the same time, and they picked up their two-handed hammers and smashed them down!

"Damn!" the knight scolded, raising his fist directly above his head, and a barrier-like curtain of light fell from his hand at high speed, enveloping the two of them in it.

"Bang!"

The golden light shield fended off the barbarian's attack, swaying, spreading out an undulating ripple. At the moment when the curtain of light shattered like glass, the Rogkan man's staff stabbed the barbarian in the abdomen with a chilling glow.

Twisting his waist sharply, the straight blade cut a line of blood through the barbarian's flank, and the attack of the human warrior had arrived, and the scimitar went down, and the shoulder of the Rogkan was bleeding profusely. "Buzz ......" sounded three times in a row, and the barbarian who wanted to fight back could only pick up his two-handed hammer, and after knocking two feathered arrows away, he was also hit by an arrow in the shoulder.

"Come again!" the mage was already red-eyed in the back, and the opponent's tenacity was far beyond his expectations, and every time it was only a little, just a little, and it was enough to completely crush the opponent's defense system. But at this point in the fight, can we still give up the attack and let the opponent slow down again?

"Kill them!" the mage roared, slamming the staff in his right hand. He slammed the head of the staff on the palm of his left hand, and in an instant the strong wind dispersed, as if a mysterious force was held in his hand. Then he pushed towards his teammates, only to see two faint wind marks covering the bodies of the barbarian and the human warrior!

It was the "Wind Spirit Blessing" of the Air Battlemage, which greatly increased the attack rate of the blessed person, and the Wood Elf Hunter in the distance was familiar with it. On the other hand, he and his team were also pushed to a dead end in an instant. Three more arrows were fired, but such resistance could no longer stop the stormy attack of the opponent, and looking at the knights and Rogkans who kept retreating in the field, he had already begun to think about how to command the retreat, if he could still retreat......

Just as he reached for the quiver behind him, a chilling sound of breaking the air rang out from his left! I saw a black shadow grazing the branches at the top of the bushes with terrifying force and hitting me!

"Damn!" he screamed and raised his hand to block, and after a "snap", a stone was swept away with severe pain. He flew back, but what he didn't expect at all was that another rock had already arrived, just like calculating how high he could jump after he would leap backwards!

Cold sweat instantly soaked his whole body. "Be careful. There was ......"

"Smack!"

The Wood Elf Hunter's words came to an abrupt end, and then after. The muffled sound of falling to the ground attracted the attention of everyone in the field. "I, my eyes ......!" his voice rang out again.

"There are other teams here!" the remaining five were shocked at the same time. The mage slammed the head of the staff in an arc in front of him, and after a "boom", the fierce wind pressure centered on him, pressing the surrounding grass and trees to the ground within a dozen yards. Seeing that there was no one around him, the mage's face flashed with a fierce color. Yelled at his teammates, "Kill them, quick!"

"Go save the hunter!" the knight pushed the Rogkan behind him almost at the same time. In fact, his heart was already frosty, looking at the barbarian roaring in front of him, and the two-handed hammer raised into the air. He was extremely aware that no matter which team made it out alive in the end, he was afraid that it would not be his own side.

At this moment, two figures, one in front of the other, rushed out of the bushes like a violent wind, and struck at the position of the knight and the barbarian!

Fast! It's unbelievably fast! Like a narrow black light, even the luster on their weapons is blurred in the shadows of the trees in the forest! Several people in the field instantly exploded their scalps, and the murderous aura like a cold wind scraped every inch of their skin, and the attacking and defensive sides stopped at the same time, and the knights and barbarians flew backwards violently!

The human warrior, who was still hesitating whether to give up the pursuit, turned around and slashed at Zal who rushed to the front!

There was a crackling sound of "dang", and at the moment when the broken steel pieces splashed brightly in the light spots falling overhead, Zal had already staggered past him. In those gray-blue eyes, the scarlet circle of light spun wildly, staring at the barbarian flying in the air without blinking!

The human warrior took a few steps back, as if he hadn't been able to recover from his momentary stunnedness, but the second figure had already rushed in front of him! Groll's right hand was stuck at the junction between the axe and the wooden handle, and he clenched his empty left fist and swept it towards the human's cheek!

"Bang!"

The terrifying muffled sound was accompanied by blood rushing to the sky, and the red blood sprayed on the orc's wrist full of chains, intertwined with the fire-like tattoo, which looked extremely hideous!

Soaring to his feet, Zar had caught up with the barbarians! Countless metal clashes exploded between the arms of the two men who swept out like long whips.

As soon as he landed, the barbarian gritted his teeth and refused to retreat. Zar, who fell from the sky, roared wildly, and a round of snake-like muscle textures sparked on his right arm, picked up "Sishua", and slashed down with a sword towards the opponent's neck!

"When-!"

The barbarian's mouth was silently wide open, his arms were covered with knotted veins, and his hands were hammered to hold off Zal's attack!

The sword and the wooden handle were separated by a touch, and the barbarian was surprised to find that the other party did not continue to attack, but quickly turned around and killed the mage in the distance!

I saw Grohl's right hand shake, and the red copper-colored two-handed axe "poof" was grabbed by him in the middle of the wooden handle, and then suddenly drew an arc above his head, and several brown soft lights drifted from the dirt to the blade of the giant axe like smoke! The next moment, the roaring hurricane slashed down with the two-handed axe, and the barbarian's face turned pale!

"Boom, Boom, Boom - !!"

A loud earth-splitting sound echoed through the dense forest, and a figure was directly slashed out, blood and water swaying down the air over him, and was soon completely submerged by the earth that rose into the sky. Falling heavily to the ground, the barbarian rolled to a halt, his weapon cut off by the waist, his hideous blood hanging from his shoulder, and he coughed up blood foaming heavily, completely losing the possibility of continuing the fight.

Amid the falling dirt and grass stalks, the orc slowly straightened up. In front of him, the straight axe marks stretched forward, like a scar carved into the earth, sharp and palpitating.

The orc's shoulders heaved and he gasped violently. Suddenly, he took a sharp breath and roared towards the sky! "Roar, roar, roar, !!" The knotted muscles stretched out a tearing texture on his chest, and the "Firmament? Break" shimmered beside him with a blood-stained cold!

On the other side, the mage watched as Zhar, who turned to him, unleashed several rounds of wind blades, his body like a feather, wrapped in the flowing wind, and retreated at high speed. However, just as he retreated, a distorted light and shadow chased diagonally and rapidly, and several transparent light marks seemed to cut through the air and disappeared on the mage's body!

With the sound of the robe tearing, a fine mist of blood erupted from the mage's body! As soon as he opened his mouth, before he could let out a cry of pain, five hook-like dents appeared on his neck, and the strange scene was like an invisible evil spirit stuck in his throat!

In the mage's gaze, the unnatural light outlined a slender human figure, and the next moment, the light and shadow distorted and retreated to the sides, and a wood elf wearing a mask and a hard-capped hood appeared in front of her!

With a "bang", the mage was caught by Gavira's neck and pressed heavily against a large tree. As soon as the mage wanted to resist, the dagger in the other hand of the wood elf quietly pressed against his neck. "Don't, move!" she said in a cold voice with her emerald eyes open.

...... The battle is over, and there is a mess everywhere. Zal turned around and looked, and as expected, the knight and his party had disappeared into the dense forest. He looked at the orc standing in the distance, smiled, and then walked over to the wood elf, and said to the mage in a cold sweat, "Your 'competition nameplate', please hand it over......" (To be continued.) )