The stalemate seemed to be more favorable to the High Priest, and with the High Priest's profound mana, it would be no problem to spend a few days with the human race here.

But the human mages can't last so long, and now this kind of mana-consuming style of play, the high priest is not afraid at all.

Although the high priest wondered in his heart, it was impossible for the mages of the human race not to know why they chose to fight like this because they were not good at it at all.

But in the face of the siege of the human masters, the spells and arrows were raining down, and the high priest could not spare time to think about this problem.

What's more, he also really wants to kill these human powerhouses.

Just as the clergy hated him, the high priest hated the clergy of the Holy See, and the elemental mages were his rivals for two thousand years.

It was the elemental mages who drove him out of the human continent and wiped out all the dark mages on the continent.

As long as these people are killed, the human power will be weakened by at least thirty percent, and without the cover and help of these powerful magicians and cardinal archbishops, no one will be able to suppress the lichs under the high priest.

Under the deterrence of a large number of lichs, humans can only postpone their plans to land on the Semitic continent, so he can calmly ease his breath, rearm the Semites, and crush the human counterattack plan.

Since the problem can't be thought of for the time being, let's not think about it for now. Anyway, as an eternal, he has an almost infinite amount of time to think.

The immediate priority now is to take out these pesky humans on the other side.

The battle dragged on for too long, and it didn't just bore him.

And a group of humble, insignificant, and seemingly short-lived human beings actually beat the strongest under the starry sky and had no power to fight back.

Once passed out. It's also quite bad for his reputation. His absolute authority among the Semites could be shaken by this.

"The battle must be resolved as much as possible". Thinking of this, he immediately let out a low whistle and waved the staff in his hand, ready to attack.

At the moment when he swung his staff, several more demon-breaking arrows flew in with a whirling sound that tore through the air.

But the high priest only glanced at it lightly, and then reached out with his left hand, and in a very short time, accurately pointed at the tips of those arrows.

Several arrows designed to restrain the mage landed immediately.

Faintly visible. There was a faint grayish-white liquid flowing from the fingertips of the high priest.

Everyone couldn't help but be excited. It was only a drop of blood, but it also proved that the High Priest was not really a god, but just an undead creature.

He will be wounded, he will bleed and, of course, he will be killed.

At the same time, the staff of the high priest's right hand was raised, and then he slammed to the ground.

A black stream of air swept out, tumbling and spreading in all directions, and several miserable white spirits flew out from the tip of the staff.

The translucent geyers screamed. Howling and hovering over the head of the high priest. Then he lunged at the demon archers.

Fought for so long. The high priest also figured out the key to the other party.

The human mage priest is responsible for the attack, several knights are responsible for covering, and the elven elite ranger is responsible for interfering with their own spell casting.

As long as he kills those pesky elven archers, then when he casts the spell again, the interference will be much lessened at once. You won't be scrambling to keep an eye on enemies from multiple directions at the same time, as you are now.

At that time, he can calmly summon his necromantic troops and kill all these humans.

No matter how powerful these humans are, they will only be able to die in the flood of a large number of high-level undead creatures.

Those miserable white ghosts had just flown more than ten steps away, and immediately several holy lights shot towards them, and the milky white light shone on their bodies.

Like ice and snow scorched by flames, the ghosts that were like gray smoke were instantly melted by the holy light.

But there were still two writhing spirits writhing like swimming fish, narrowly dodging the attack, and rushing to the distance of those elven archers less than ten meters.

Seeing this, several elven demon archers immediately stepped forward and crushed the magic rings on their hands. Immediately, a shield wall of holy light appeared in front of them.

The two ghosts couldn't help but hesitate when they saw the Holy Light Shield Wall.

Immediately they were hit by the holy light shooting from the side, and they immediately let out a scream that pierced the human eardrums, and disappeared without a trace in the holy light.

The High Priest was swinging his staff at this time, forcefully resisting the light of the human cardinals, which was more difficult for the High Priest than the spell of a spell.

Seeing that the ghosts who had been summoned by their blood loss were all wiped out, Fei Dan was not disappointed, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Humans must have been well prepared to ambush themselves this time.

Therefore, they will definitely not carry all kinds of magic items on them.

But so what? no matter how many magic items you bring, when they are always useful, those things are either disposable or have limited energy, and you can't use them more than three or five times at most.

Even if it is consumed by itself, it is enough to consume them.

At this moment, the holy light that shot at him gradually dimmed, and the magicians had finished brewing their magic and were about to strike.

Due to the proper cooperation of the human powerhouses, the transition gap in the middle was only less than half a second.

But the high priest seized the moment for half a second, and with a twist of the staff in his hand, he struck again towards the ground.

This time, dozens of miserable white ghosts screamed and burst out of his staff.

They hovered above the High Priest's head for a moment, so numerous that they formed a cloud of white smoke above his head, emitting a terrible ghostly scream, and then lunged down on the demon archers.

The High Priest has made up his mind that he must deal with these demon archers first, if it doesn't work once, twice, twice, three times, and keep consuming, he will finally be able to clean up all these nasty things.

This time, although the human race also strengthened its guard, as soon as the geist appeared, several holy lights shot towards those ghosts. But this time, there were five or six times more ghosts than before.

Although they tried their best to block. As many as ten more spirits dodged the rays of the light. Lunge at the magic archers from different directions.

Several elven archers in the magic bow had to step forward again. Crushed the ring, holding up the barrier of light. Keep the spirits out.

But the spirits didn't leave, but hovered back and forth in the air, flying rapidly.

The cardinal next to him was also busy for a while, tired and out of breath, and this was the only way to eliminate them.

At this time, a warm cheer came.

It turned out that the high priest wanted to release the ghost in the rod. I had to take the opponent's magic lightning with my hand.

The magic lightning gathered by a group of magicians led by the Great Magister of Lester is powerful, even if it is a dragon clan with strong magic power, it is impossible to take it hard, this is a group of old and refined Magisters.

The High Priest is not a dragon, because he is stronger.

He snapped the magic lightning bolt and transferred the powerful dragon-killing electricity to his feet.

At the same time, his left sleeve was scorched black by the electric current, and it was scattered into the air as the wind blew into pieces.

A large burnt black spot also appeared on the back of the High Priest's left hand.

In the face of the attacks of these human powerhouses, even the person closest to God, such as the high priest, could not easily accept it.

And the powerful men of the human race are all elated. There was a cheer.

The High Priest is injured~!

Under their constant attacks, he was finally wounded.

To know. This is the strongest man under the stars, and he has already dominated the world before the appearance of the Holy See. And now, he was injured, and this was not a small injury that caused him to break through the skin and bleed.

This alone is enough to make everyone famous in history and become a legend in the mouth of the bard.

The last time a monk of the Holy See attacked and injured the high priest, the popularity of the Holy See was unprecedentedly high among the people, and the praise of the time was enough to guarantee a majority of seats in the parliament if it were changed to a party running for election.

At this time, there was a roar from the rear: "Happy fart." It all cheered me up.

The magic archers stepped up their attacks,

The others pay attention to the rhythm, strengthen the cooperation, and don't let him free his hands.

One of the ascetics in the back came up and stood in front of the archers. Full-time purification. “

Listening to his command, the magic archers immediately pulled the bowstring and shot harder. Some people even performed the stunt of scattering two arrows and three arrows with one bow.

With the sound of bowstrings, demon-breaking arrows rained down and scattered towards the High Priest.

The High Priest had to concentrate on the pesky arrows while receiving the magic and light from the front. Still, he peeked at it.

That glance suddenly made him angry and almost exploded his lungs.

I saw that behind those who were attacking head-on, there were still twenty or thirty people who were eager to try, craned their necks and looked here, as if waiting for a replacement.

One of them, a waffled monk with a crown of thorns and a coarse cloth robe, stepped up from behind and stood in front of the demon archers, while his old face, black and wrinkled like a moldy dried orange peel, gritted his teeth and smiled at the high priest.

This is a provocation, **naked provocation~!

The high priest couldn't help but be furious, and immediately stepped up the attack on his hands.

The High Priest, though skilled, gifted, and stoic, was not a man of quick wit, a mage, not a strategist.

In a fit of rage, he forgot one thing, if humans could gather so many manpower, why not use them all at once and attack with all their might?

At this time, General Vabador waved the long sword in his hand in the rear and shouted: "Brothers, our grandfather is here today, and he is going to explode this dog day."

When the time comes, let's talk about meritorious deeds.

Whoever has a lot of credit, he can pick whatever he has~!"

Everyone's spirits were suddenly shocked again.

Lester threw a bucket-sized bolt of lightning and smashed a pale blue high-speed wind blade, which swept past the high priest's wind blade, but cut a large crater into the ground around him, although he blocked it.

Then he shouted: "Lao Tzu has long taken a fancy to his staff." Grandma's, don't rob me when the time comes~!"

The other great magician next to him, whose face was red, snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Why? Just because of your white face? “

said. It was also a series of fireballs that were thrown at the high priest opposite. Exploded in front of the high priest like a machine gun.

On the other side. Obachem leaned on his scepter and said in a trembling voice, "Don't ...... Don't argue, that thing is still ...... Give it to me.

Anyway, I'm so old...... Also alive...... Not long to live. You guys...... It's better to respect the old and let me ...... before I die. Happy for a few days......"

"Shut up~!" Reist roared angrily at the same time as the archmage.

"You old thing, you said you deserved to die thirty years ago. Lao Tzu has been waiting for so many years, even his hair is gray, you old thing is still living shamelessly. Lao Tzu will never fall for you again. The great magician next to him scolded as he casually summoned lightning again. Thrown out.

"You bald old god~!" Lester also scolded angrily, and then hurriedly shot out a bolt of lightning.

The two bolts of lightning immediately converged, and then, during the flight, they kept gathering the lightning of the others, and finally turned into a crimson lightning sword, which stabbed fiercely towards the high priest.

The High Priest took the risk again and took it hard with his left hand, allowing the lightning to scorch his left flashlight and send out a puff of smoke.

At the same time, wave your right staff. From the end of the staff, several undead witches were summoned.

It was a terrifying and strange undead creature, completely pitch black. But he had a pair of blood-colored pupils.

It has long and wide wings like a bat on its back, sharp claws on its limbs, and a face that looks like that of a woman.

And the face is covered with sarcomas, the nose is thick, and the eye sockets are deep, like a witch in a fairy tale.

As soon as they appeared, they let out a hoarse howl, then flapped their wings and soared into the air, swooping down on the archers.

The magic archers immediately aimed at them, and a rain of arrows covered the past.

At the same time, the demon girls also opened their mouths wide and spat out countless acids at the demon archers.

Arrows and acid collided in the air, swooping down on their respective targets.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the ascetic who was in front of the formation hurriedly erected a huge barrier of holy light to keep the acid out.

Rao so, the drunken liquid landed on the barrier, and puffs of cyan smoke came out, and at the same time, there was a series of scalp-tingling 'snort' sounds.

On the other side, those undead demon girls also flapped their wings and flew rapidly, dodging the oncoming arrows.

At that moment, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky without warning.

The purple lightning struck the leading enchantress accurately, and the flashing arc swam among the enchantresses like a spirit snake.

The undead witches screamed, and then fell from the sky, slamming into the ground like stones, and remained motionless, except for wisps of white smoke coming out of their bodies.

When the high priest saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

It's not that he can't summon stronger undead, it's not that he can't use stronger magic, but first, the human holy light spell happens to be the nemesis of the necromancer.

Second, the human attack is extremely well coordinated, like a cloud of peers, and there is almost no gap.

When he was casting the spell, if he delayed a little longer, he would either be interrupted by the opponent's magic archers, or the powerful magic of the opponent's magicians, or the holy attack would come, so that he would have to interrupt the spell himself and deal with it with all his might.

But he's just a fire.

Compared to his own good time, the human mages on the other side were already a little tired, and many of them took out various potions and potions to replenish them in between attacks.

And the magicians in charge of the main attack began to use the magic crystal, which showed that the opponent's magic power was about to run out.

On the other side, although the demon archers were still on full alert, many of them also began to move their arms, and when they pulled the bowstring, it was not as smooth as before.

Seeing this, the high priest's mood suddenly improved much.

Although his attacks have repeatedly failed, although he has also begun to be wounded and bleeding, his movements are a little inflexible, because he has been using his left arm to take the opponent's powerful attacks before, and now the entire left arm has become charred black, and in some places it has even been blown up to expose Sen Sen's white bones.

But...... But he still has plenty of magic power, and if he continues to fight against it, then he will definitely win the eventual victory.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.

Unbeknownst to him, his smile had been recorded by a magic crystal ball.

The crystal ball was gripped tightly by a pair of yellow-black claws.

If you look up at the claws, you will see that it is a huge sea eagle.

Although the weather is bad now, the wind is strong. But the sea eagle still braved the strong wind, spread its wings, and soared high in the sky.

From its direction, the people on the ground were the size of ants. But with its sharp eyes, it can still accurately distinguish everyone below. Then flap its powerful wings so that it can stay firmly above the crowd.

Because the distance was too far, even the high priest could not detect the magic fluctuations emitted by the crystal ball, and it was a big battle at this time, all kinds of magic elements were flying all over the sky, and the sky was full of dark clouds, even if he could perceive it, he would also ignore the magic fluctuations in the past.

And at a great distance from that sea eagle, there was also a sea eagle hovering in the sky. And further away, there is one.

This sea eagle flying only in the air is like a pearl, strung into a precious necklace by the invisible magic.

Although there was a lot of magic interference in between, the crystal balls that passed through Guò finally spread the high priest's smile into a pair of bright, clear eyes.

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