A violent sound came to the ears of the few people who were fleeing, and the magicians were overjoyed, judging by their experience, this was the magic that had been activated, but they were not harmed now, what did this mean?

As soon as the tension in his heart relaxed, the fleeing figure involuntarily slowed down, and some people even had time to look back to see what kind of magic had such power, so that they could see it for a long time. But the shield-bearers, who didn't know anything, never stopped running away for fear of their lives.

"What's that?" the thief who had sneaked up watched a turbid stream fly down the mountain and asked the question that everyone wanted to know.

"It's a landslide!" the well-eyed bandit shouted in panic the highest scream of his life.

Hearing that the landslide was coming, the first reaction of these bandits was not to run away, their cranial nerves had not yet reacted, what was the landslide all about, and it was not until they linked the turbid current on the mountain with the landslide that they began to panic and prepare to escape.

"I'm not reconciled, my fate will end like this!!" A magician looked at the turbid current in front of him, and shouted frantically to the sky, but his legs were not taking a step, for him, this step could not escape a dead word, but his heart was still full of doubts, what kind of magic is this, how can it have such power, I am afraid that it is not inferior to the magic released by the magister with all his strength.

With doubts, with eyes of exploration of magic, with remorse for life, with attachment to life, the magician was swept up by the mudslide, and the large and small stones smashed his body like a grinding machine, tore it off, and then buried it to the bottom to become fertilizer for the earth.

"Run!"

"Help!"

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way, be careful of Uncle hacking you to death. ”

"Help me, help me, I don't want to die yet. ”

"Ah!!!!!!h

Anger, panic, regret, pleading, disappointment, numbness and other emotions filled their minds, and the badness of the surname was vividly interpreted at this moment.

"What's the sound?" the middle leader, who was still discussing in the big tent, suddenly heard a crying voice and asked his mother.

"Report, the leaders have a big event, a big thing. A herald ran into the camp panting, his body in disarray, his face panicked, and his expression of horror was vividly and exquisitely interpreted.

As soon as he saw the appearance of the herald, all the leaders had an ominous premonition except for the whistling, because there was nothing to do with the whistling, so he was the most calm: "What's the matter? so panicked?"

Frightened by the whistling, the herald calmed down: "Leaders, the mountain has collapsed, and all the magicians and some soldiers have been killed. ”

The leaders could be sure that what the herald said was true, but it was because it was true that they were angry in their hearts, and it was too much of a stretch to have such a big loss.

Looking at the appearance of everyone declining to the extreme, Howling was very happy in his heart, but in order to maintain the atmosphere of unity, Howling held back the joy in his heart and deliberately gloomy face: "Everyone, it's better for us to go and have a look." ”

This time, no one objected to Whistling's words, and their own losses were also their primary concern, even if they heard that the landslide had buried the magician, they had to see what was going on, and then they walked out of the camp with Whistling.

On the top of the mountain, Mo Xuan looked at this cruel picture from the crystal ball with a little reluctance, but after a while, Mo Xuan expelled the unbearability in his heart: "You are NPCs, you are NPCs." Mo Xuan kept chanting this sentence in his heart to calm his mood.

Different from Mo Xuan, other people were sincerely excited when they saw this scene, and even Mo Xuan heard someone say: "It's really exciting, this magician is different when he is powerful, I originally thought that this Ge Qi Great Magician was just a decoration, but I didn't expect Ge Qi Great Magician to play such a play, amazing, powerful, people really can't look good, in the future, I will be honest in front of this terrifying killing god, so I'm afraid there will be a thousand people buried!"

"But Gucci learns very quickly! Mo Xuan said that Ge Qi's learning ability was very powerful, and at the same time admired Ge Qi's courage, and other people may not be able to think of this, but few people dare to use this.

The rushing mudslide gradually stopped, and when Howling and the others left the camp, they saw a scene that they would never forget.

Crying, howling, and all kinds of emotional breakdowns were staged before their eyes, and less than a hundred of the people who had sneaked up the mountain were now able to escape, and the magicians and shield pairs had all been wiped out.

The slightly more timid bandits at the foot of the mountain were terrified when they saw this scene, they didn't want to die in vain, for the first time, the hope of life defeated the greed for money, the thieves turned their heads and ears, their eyes showed timidity, and their originally upright bodies also had a hint of cringe.

Seeing this, Whistling and the bandit leaders had already understood that there was nothing to be done: "Everyone, collect our troops! We should discuss our strategy again, if we continue like this, I am afraid that before we reach Flame City, our men will be lost." Whistling's tone was low, completely devoid of the spirit he had at the beginning.

These two lessons taught him that robbery and war are two different things entirely.

The leaders had gloomy faces and ordered their subordinates to prepare to set up camp.

Suddenly the roar stopped everyone again: "By the way, I heard that the lord of Flame City is very good at fire attack, I originally thought it was an exaggeration, but now it seems to be true, everyone should be careful when they set up camp, and the idea is to send more people to patrol the camp, be careful of being attacked by the people of Flame City, I don't want to become a barbecue in my sleep." ”

As soon as he said this, the bandit leaders remembered the legend about Mo Xuan, originally they still boasted about those who were bragged, but now compare their miserable situation, and then think about the rumors, it seems that these rumors are not completely exaggerated, at least they know it now, in terms of their perception of war alone, they are not as good as the lord of Flame City.

They were already so miserable when they met, and if they were as careless as werewolves, what would be the consequences for them? Just thinking about them was a cold sweat, and they quickly ordered their subordinates to be on strict guard, and at the same time, their faces were no longer so stiff to the whistling.

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