"Well done!"

Hanging the big sword behind his back, Rhodes praised with admiration: "What is your name, if I have time, I want to ask you to learn sword skills." ”

He really admired this black-haired young man of his own age.

As the winner of the title of Turing's pride, he knows the sweat behind this glory. But what he didn't know was that this black-haired young man had been fighting with those snow bears for half a year in an extremely harsh snow environment before he gained his current strength.

"You're so polite. Ronald just smiled modestly, "You're also amazing." ”

The mage walked over lightly, his face unusually solemn: "How did you meet the demon? Can you tell us about it?"

Rod patted his head: "Ah, I almost forgot, I have to go find my companion." ”

Before he finished speaking, he heard a rush of footsteps in the distance, and at the same time the old dwarf's loud voice sounded: "Rod, where are you kid?"

"I'm here!" Rod hurriedly waved his hand over there, "Have you solved it over there?"

Soon, the figures of the dwarven warrior and the half-orc swordsman appeared in Ronald's sight.

Glancing at the mage who described Artemisia as withered, a hint of disgust flashed in the eyes of the dwarf carrying the war hammer, and he faintly felt a dark aura from the mage's body. Spreading his hands widely, he muttered vaguely, "Fortunately, I'm a bad old man, just a mercenary." ”

Rod didn't quite understand: "What?"

The old dwarf waved his hand: "Nothing. He glanced at Ronald again, and the feeling was strange to him, as if there was a faint hint of imperceptible darkness, but he couldn't be sure.

With that kid's strength, it was impossible to hide his breath in front of his own perception. Is it a treasure? No, if there is, it should obviously be used by that dark mage.

"It's funny. The old dwarf pouted at the Cerberus corpse, "You're going to get rid of this thing together?"

Hearing the tone of the old man selling the old, the doctor Bruno frowned, but after thinking about it, he didn't plan to cause trouble. The mage sensed the strength of the dwarf, and he quietly took a few steps back, secretly preparing for defense.

The mage's cautious actions were seen by the dwarves and orcs. The dwarf Paladin waved his hand: "Well, don't be nervous. Anyway, you guys also helped this kid Rod solve a big problem. He turned his head and glanced at Rod, "It's just a pity, I was going to let Cerberus roast this kid's ass." ”

"You!"

Rod immediately jumped up: "If I hadn't volunteered to lead away, could you have solved the other one so quickly?"

The mage coldly interrupted them, "You haven't told me yet, why are there demons here?"

"Oh?" the dwarf stared at the dark mage with interest, "I always feel a little strange to ask this question from your mouth. ”

The mage snorted coldly, and not to be outdone, he fought back: "As far as I know, the dwarves are still some honest people who are hospitable and simple-spoken. ”

Hahaha.

Rod, who has been sneered at by the dwarves for a long time, couldn't help but feel a burst of relief in his heart, he held his stomach and smiled backwards: "Well said, really well said!"

Glaring at Rhodes dissatisfied, the dwarf didn't intend to dwell on it: "It has nothing to do with you. ”

Ronald also walked up to the mage, and he tugged at the corner of the mage's coat, intending to comfort him.

The mage flicked his hand and motioned for Ronald not to speak. He glared at the old dwarf without showing weakness, and his eyes began to turn cold: "I want to know. ”

As soon as these cold words came out, the atmosphere in the woodland suddenly became suffocating and depressing. Like a gathering place of the rich fire element, just a small spark can ignite the entire forest.

Neither side spoke, but each other's hands were unconsciously placed on top of their weapons.

Although he didn't understand why the mage was so persistent, there was no dissatisfaction on Ronald's face, and he only had unconditional trust in his companion in his heart. He believes that Christine and the others are the same, and will not doubt their decisions.

He bowed slightly, ready to protect the mage. And Bruno too, the wrist under the open-chested shawl faintly shows a hint of metallic luster.

Fighting, it seems, is on the verge of breaking out.

The sudden gloomy tone diverted the killing intent of both sides.

"So you're here!" In the night, a humanoid bat glided through the air: "How dare you trespass into my territory......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the short wooden staff in the mage's hand shot out a magic arrow. Suddenly, the humanoid bat was hit squarely, and a little bruise was smashed on the handsome head, and he grinned angrily and jumped from mid-air.

"Hey, you want a dark mage to take the lead!"

Despite this muttering, the dwarf's steps did not slow, and as he ran, a milky halo emanated from the bright silver hammer in Paladin's hand.

"Holy Hammer!"

He roared, his body spun violently. After a few turns, the bright silver hammer sent a whirling whirl in mid-air, smashing precisely into the newly landed Daredevil.

As soon as he landed, he encountered a madman who threw a weapon at him, and the night demon was inevitably startled. A burst of white light welled up from his body, and he quickly unleashed a flashing spell, narrowly avoiding the dwarven's divine hammer.

The dwarf's fist was filled with holy light: "What are you doing in a daze, let's kill this guy together!"

As he shouted, he strode forward with his fist raised.

Ronald, who was still wondering why the two sides were suddenly at the same hatred, was shocked by the dwarf's shouting. He glanced at the mage, and when he got the affirmation in the mage's eye, he pointed his sword at the ground and rushed towards the night demon. I don't know why, he doesn't have any good feelings for demons in his heart at all, as if he is a natural rival, and he wants to deal with it quickly.

The sound of da-da footsteps sounded, and Rod dragged the big sword and followed him closely: "This time, I can't lose to you!"

Ronald didn't respond, just rushed forward.

The night demon who flashed five meters away immediately raised his hands, and two strange flames kept shining in his hands.

"Die!"

He slammed his hands, and more than a dozen large fireballs appeared one after another. For a Daredevil who has mastered the Fireball Specialization skill, these fireballs are smashing into the enemy on the opposite side as if they don't need money.

The dwarf's bright silver armor shimmered, and he continued to charge with a fearless expression.

Ronald glanced at the anti-demon ring on his finger, and after carefully pulling out the power of ice to cover his body, he also rushed straight towards the fireball array.

The orcs Astraan and Bruno, who had no magical protection, slowed down their speed and quickly dispersed according to their respective attack methods.

A fireball came head-on, and with the intention of trying it out, Ronald deliberately raised his shoulder.

Bang!

The fireball slammed into Ronald's shoulder, slowing his body down. He only felt that his shoulders were slightly hot, but the force of the ice that quickly poured out made the slight heat quickly dissipate. Losing most of the bonus of mana, the attack power of the fireball becomes like a heavy punch thrown by an ordinary person, and it has almost no effect on him.

This anti-magic ring is quite practical!

The next moment, his eyes flashed with confidence, and he accelerated forward without hesitation.

Seeing the two warriors rushing towards him, the night demon panicked. He didn't expect that the team would be so strong this time. In a flash, he teleported again into the woodland five meters away. As soon as he teleported, he felt a swift sword wind behind his head.

Astran, a half-orc armed with a machete, has been stealthily roaming among the nearby trees. Seeing that the Daredevil had activated the Flashing Technique, he launched his unique Extreme Speed Charge, and rushed to the Daredevil's side in just two or three seconds.

The Night Demon used his thick dark arms to barely block the orc's slash. But then Ronald and others attacked. In desperation, the night demon flashed again to escape.

But just as he was about to activate it, the mage unleashed the thorn entanglement that had been prepared long ago, completely shattering the night demon's attempt to dodge.

Facing these six enemies whose strength was above the middle rank, the night demon was horrified in his heart, and he had to provoke his racial skills --- the group spirit went crazy.

The handsome and bewitching face showed a hint of ambiguous color that made people feel fluttering, and then, a pink mist erupted from the night demon's mouth, completely covering him three meters around him.

The mage and the dwarf shouted at the same time, "Get out of the way!"

The blonde and the orcs reacted in time, and they immediately twisted their bodies, changed the direction of their lunge, and stopped outside the range of the fog.

But Rhodes, who was armed with a great sword, couldn't hold his feet and rushed straight into the mist, his eyes turning blood-red and he began to murmur meaninglessly. The great sword, which was about the same height as him, was wielding wildly under his trance-like consciousness.

A flash of eagerness flashed in the dwarf's eyes, and he sparked a holy light, intending to rush forward to rescue the stupid boy.

However, Ronald is one step ahead of him. Having initially mastered the will of ice, he hugged Rhodes with an arrow and threw it out of the fog.

Syllable!

As soon as Rhodes landed, a burst of red light flashed on his body, and it turned out that the mage had performed a hypnotic spell.

"Hush!" the dwarf muttered softly, "I owe you a favor!"

So saying, he gallantly rushed towards the night demon.

Jingle bell.

The long sword and the demonic claw intersected seven or eight times in just a few seconds. At this moment, Ronald, who was already in the fog, forced the night demon whose ankles were wrapped around him into a burst of sweat through a round of rapid fast attacks.

His ankles were tightly bound, and the night demon felt that the speed of his shots was gradually unable to keep up with Ronald's movements. He was amazed as to why this black-haired young man was not afraid of his mental madness.

This is a third-order group magic, this kid in front of him is not strong, and he is a human being, so there is no reason to be able to resist his own spiritual spells.

But at this point, he didn't have much time to think about these meaningless things. The addition of the dwarves made the night demons, who were already struggling to support them, even more exhausted.

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