Sinclair's face changed immediately, and she flew up from the manticore, intercepting an enchanted heavy crossbow in mid-air, but the heavy crossbow's massive impact also made her face pale, and she couldn't help but fly backwards a few meters and fall to the ground. Bayi Chinese Network and the other six enchanted heavy crossbows easily crossed the interception and shot at the terrifying great magician!

Sinclaire's little face twisted even more, and she bit her lip so tightly that she almost blushed. She shook her head sharply, staring at the Castle of Dusk with a fierce resentment. Everyone in the city made contact with her gaze, and almost involuntarily shuddered.

Sinclair jumped the manticore, grabbed its mane and pulled it hard, and the manticore immediately roared in pain, jumped ten meters, and pounced on the castle of dusk like lightning. She didn't look back, for the fate of the great magician was sealed.

Six enchanted heavy crossbows arrived almost at the same time, and the archmage's body lit up with a strong magical light, and he had already blessed himself with more than 3 protective spells in less than three seconds, but these spells were vulnerable before the enchanted heavy crossbow that could directly shoot the leader of the Bear Knights.

In the shining magic light, all the protective magic was shattered, and under the ensuing enchanted heavy crossbow bombardment, the great magician's body was completely shattered by the power of the ** explosion, and only half of his head was thrown away.

The other great magician quickly retreated in shock, just now when he judged that the target of the enchanted heavy crossbow was not himself, he hurriedly blessed his colleagues with a defensive magic, naturally in vain, at this time he had no care about the others who rushed to the front, only thought about retreating to a safe distance, out of the attack range of the city defense heavy crossbow.

He had seen the power of the seven heavy crossbows with his own eyes, which was almost equivalent to taking the full force of the Sanctuary head-on, even if he had fully blessed all the defensive magic and stacked the magic scrolls, he would never be spared. After several battles in succession, he has a new understanding of the power of this plane, and he no longer takes the natives of the plane as indifferent to him as he did when he first came.

Richard stood at the back of the city, his eyes staring at the battlefield, countless numbers were beating wildly, and the capacity was so large that it was almost difficult for him to handle the wisdom talent that he had advanced.

Of the many battles Richard experienced, most of the enemies far outnumbered this one. But the numerical impact on him is less than one-tenth of what he is looking for!

Neither Sinclair nor her Bear Knights were enough to threaten Richard's life even in one-on-one situations, so in Richard's intellectual talents, the analysis and calculation of their position jumped out of a position with a much higher priority, and the number of numbers produced was dozens of times larger than that of ordinary cavalry. And Sinclair herself is even hundreds of times as much! Everything about her is reflected in Richard's consciousness in great detail.

For the first time, Richard felt powerless to control the battlefield.

Richard's body was trembling, and suddenly it was as hot as falling into a sea of fire, and suddenly it was so cold that it seemed to be immersed in a frozen lake.

In the corner of consciousness, Sinclair's face was magnified, and even every subtle expression was clearly displayed. In addition to her, each Bear Rider burst out with killing intent, constantly impacting Richard's heart.

In the frenzy of killing intent, Richard had to use almost all his will to keep himself from retreating, but the trembling of his legs was uncontrollable. This is an instinct that comes from the deepest part of the consciousness of higher intelligent beings, and it is also one of the other uncontrollable effects of wisdom gifts. When you find that your oncoming enemy is completely unstoppable, your instinct is to flee quickly.

However, it was in the struggle with instinct and wisdom that Richard's will was becoming stronger and stronger.

Under the mage's robe, Richard's legs were still trembling a little, but they gradually stopped. Time seemed to come to a halt, and all of their movements, whether it was Sinclair or her Bear Rider, seemed to slow down, each leap and landing became clear.

At this moment, Richard had already analyzed a lot of information, so much so that the route of each Bear Rider, as well as the trajectory of Sinclair's pounce as he flew from the manticore, was already clear.

It was a strange feeling of suddenness, as if everything in the world was under control, and Richard himself couldn't tell why he had reached this realm. It's just that this feeling is fleeting, and Richard himself seems to have been drained of all the strength of his body, and he is inexplicably weak for a while, and the magic power of his body actually disappears a little bit out of thin air!

Sinclair's movements changed from slow to swift and ghostly, and she flew in the air, then suddenly wrapped her cloak around her head, face and body, and her figure suddenly disappeared in the air.

When she disappeared, the afterimage was still ten meters away from the city. In an instant, almost everyone in the city had an extremely strong sense of danger, as if the target she was going to attack and kill next time was herself, so she subconsciously put on a defensive posture, and even the crossbow arrows that the archers shot at the bear knight were much more sparse.

At this moment, Richard suddenly shouted: "Lord Fontaine, be careful!"

Baron Fontaine was stunned for a moment, and then felt a breeze blowing in his face. Without thinking, the attack that had been ready to be launched for a long time immediately poured out, and almost relied on the instinctive reaction of a hundred battles to choose the direction of the attack, and the saber flew up, stabbing directly into the void in front of him!

The originally matte metal blade burst out with a pale cyan fighting light, castration was swift and incoherent, and it emitted a low humming sound that tore through the air, showing that the penetrating power was even more incomparable. This sword alone reveals the Baron's extremely superb swordsmanship, and if you don't consider the build, it is placed in Norland, and the Baron is definitely the best in his class.

With a soft ding, two blades quietly appeared on the blade of the stabbing sword, and the figure of Sinclair appeared, looking at Baron Fontaine in surprise. She didn't expect that this nobleman, who was no different from waste in his eyes, would be able to stab such a delicate sword, and the direction selection was extremely accurate, and she broke her must-kill sword with offense instead of defense.

The baron's sword was locked on a cubic meter of space, damn precise, just in the orbit of Sinclair's movement. If she didn't show up to parry, the Baron's sword would cut straight across her chest. Sinclair's body is very tender, if the chest is cut, it will definitely be a serious injury, and in the absence of a magician on his side, he only relies on the medicine he brought, and he doesn't know how long it will take to recover.

After arriving at the Farrow plane, this was the first time that Sinclair had been forced out of shape by an opponent below the Sanctuary, and of course, this was also the first time she challenged the enemy by charging head-on.