Agamemnon had risen into the air, his greatsword silently slashing at the elven youth. This sword is extremely simple, and it is purely won by speed and strength, and the elf youth's eyes are also bright. He stepped on top of the head of a royal infantry knight with his feet parted, spears flying in his hands, slashing Agamemnon's greatsword open, and stabbing back.

Agamemnon was silent, moving his sword like the wind, attacking the elves like a storm, without any sword skills at all, completely relying on instinct to attack! This round of fierce attacks, Agamemnon showed his true strength. Even an ordinary Sanctuary could hardly withstand his round of crazy attacks.

The elf's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and his eyes were full of appreciation, but the spear in his hand was as fast as lightning, and he did not retreat a single step, and he attacked Agamemnon. The three spears had recovered their disadvantage, and then the spears were like lightning and wind, forcing Agamemnon to switch from offense to defense, and then to defend to the death.

The elven spear suddenly attached to Agamemnon's giant sword, and then his wrist flicked, and the spear drew three small circles with the blade of the giant sword, and then it was picked up, causing the giant sword to fly into the air suddenly! Agamemnon was unwilling to let go of the sword, and grabbed the hilt of the sword tightly, so the whole person was carried away by the giant sword.

The elven youth raised his hand soothingly and combed the messy hair in front of his forehead, revealing a bright smile, and the green light flashed in his hand, fluttering and fluttering, and there was an additional blood hole on the top of each of the eight royal guards around him, and the person was already frozen on the spot, and then with the elven youth as the center, he poured out neatly.

With a click, two crisp sounds sounded from the elven youth's feet, and the skulls of the two warriors he used as stepping stones shattered, but they still stood.

The elven youth narrowed his eyes and slowly swept across the battlefield, looking for his next target.

Time was chaotic at this moment, and the elven youth's movements were so soothing that almost everyone could see it clearly, but every tiny movement of him would bring up an afterimage.

In fact, not much time has passed at all, because Oral has not yet fallen to the ground, and Agamemnon is involuntarily rising. And Richard's face was pale, and in order to save Oral's life, he had just forcibly sent a level 6 lightning bolt and used sacrifice. Now his body was burning like fire. And as soon as his hand reached into his arms, he only took out half of the book of bearings.

A magical glow fell on Oral, causing the blood gushing from his chest to slow down instantly. This powerful healing came at a good time, and it was likely to save the elven poet's life.

The elven youth's gaze turned, and it fell on the quicksand that had not yet dissipated the divine brilliance between his hands. Seeing the quicksand, the elven youth's eyes lit up, and then he shook his head again, as if he felt that it was a pity to erase such a beautiful girl, so he moved his gaze again, and finally stared at Scheer, no longer drifting.

Sher was like a frog targeted by a snake, and for a moment he was on full alert, not even daring to move.

The elven youth strode forward, but Nereus next to him rose into the air, fitted and held an axe, and sacrificed his life to kill! This noble and charming fourth prince has never lost the fierceness of fighting for his life on the battlefield. The elven youth took a serious look at Neris's appearance, stabbed a few spears in his hand, and let the four princes' giant axes get out of his hands, and then the spear blade was horizontal, and he slapped Nereth on the chest with the blade, slapping him out. Nereus snorted, his chest clicking, and he didn't know how many ribs had been broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The elven youth no longer paid attention to Neris, but walked towards Scheer, the spear in his hand was so fast that he couldn't see the entity clearly, and he didn't know how many spears he would stab with each step!

Sher's twin swords danced into two clusters of dazzling light, and he stepped back step by step, his face completely distorted. His twin swords suddenly flew into the sky, and the elven spear lightly touched the center of his brow, and with a touch of it, it left only an insignificant red dot on Scheer's forehead.

Scheer froze, his hands hanging at his sides, his eyes glazed over, and a look of disbelief frozen on his face. He shook, and suddenly his head exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

The elven youth smiled, and the spear circled in his hand a few times, bringing out countless afterimages, looking extremely calm. But his smile froze and he looked up at the sky. A bolt of lightning wrapped in dark red blood fell from the sky and struck right on his forehead!

Hit by the chain lightning of the seventh level, the elven youth also snorted, and the natural light around him had dimmed a lot. For the first time, his eyes flashed with murderous aura, and his gaze fell on Richard again, and then he took the first step towards Richard.

Richard's face was fierce, and he quickly flipped through the book of bearings, and another bolt of lightning fell on the elven youth's head, completely shattering his natural light! Richard jumped around him at this time, and under the action of the magic weapon, the speed increased sharply, and suddenly dodged horizontally.

A sneering smile appeared on the elven youth's face, and his speed was even faster by three points! He had already rushed over his head, but now he turned around and chased after Richard again. Richard also sneered, he was still flipping the Book of Bearers when he flashed horizontally, so the third level 7 chain lightning smashed on the elven youth's head!

The elven youth finally let out a roar of pain, but his spear was about to pierce Richard's body! Richard simply didn't back down, and with a resolute face, he continued to turn the book of bearings!!

This lightning bolt will definitely not kill the elven youth, but the elven youth's spear can definitely stab Richard to death!

However, Richard knew that he was dodging with all his might, and there was not much possibility of avoiding the pursuit under the speed of the elven youth, so instead of this, it was better to desperately smash all the seventh-level lightning bolts of the book on the elven youth's head, so that he would not die and shed his skin! In this way, at least Agamemnon, Nereis and the others would have a chance to avenge themselves.

However, the elven youth's movements suddenly froze, and he froze in the air for a moment. Nereth appeared at some point, one of his hands firmly grasping the elven youth's ankle, pinning him in the air!

There was only one thought in Richard's heart, the four princes were crazy!

The lightning slammed into the elven youth's body as scheduled, and the elven youth's spear paused for a moment before continuing to stab Richard. He had a strong momentum, and with a little more force, he brought Nerith's whole body up.

The spear pierced **, but not Richard, but into Agamemnon's abdomen. At the most dangerous moment, Agamemnon ran into Richard, only to be stabbed with a spear himself. This taciturn young man seemed to have expected this outcome, and he didn't care about the war spear in his abdomen, and the giant sword in his hand stabbed straight back, and the blade of the sword was also sent into the elven youth's belly!

The elven youth was obviously surprised, his movements were suddenly so fast that he couldn't see clearly, and he held Agamemnon's sword blade with his left hand, stopping the giant sword from moving forward, and at the same time flew up with a kick and kicked Agamemnon out hard.

The double-edged spear still hovered in his hand for a circle, ready to pierce Agamemnon in the chest, and then stab through the hateful creature that had slashed his own five bolts of lightning back and forth. But the elven youth suddenly found that the speed of the war spear was so slow that he couldn't believe his eyes. He tried to turn his fingers to speed up the rotation of the spear, only to find that the movement of his fingers was also unprecedentedly slow. Even the thoughts, like half-frozen, were outrageously heavy.

At the other end of the battlefield, quicksand fell straight backwards, two streaks of blood oozing from the corners of his eyes. And the elven youth was shocked to find that his movements had slowed down by more than half, and now he no longer had an irresistible speed, and he had become almost different from ordinary powerhouses.

Richard turned his head and glanced at the quicksand that was slowly falling, and when he looked back, he saw Agamemnon and Nereus, who could no longer stand up, their faces suddenly flushed with an extremely abnormal flush, and electric fire jumped around their bodies, but this time the electric fire was obviously tinged with a layer of blood. Richard's movements were suddenly much faster, barely inferior to the elven youth.

Richard flashed to the unicorn, reached out and took the nameless elf knife from its back, flashed to the elven youth's side again, and stabbed the elven youth in the chest with a bland stab!

The elven youth roared like thunder, and the war spear stabbed back like lightning. Even under the constraints of the quicksand Time Mirror, his speed was still like electricity, and it was clear that the elven youth had activated some kind of secret method to stimulate the potential of his body.

The elven youth roared like thunder, but Richard didn't say a word, he pursed his lips tightly, and sent a knife to the elven youth, the knife was simple and ruthless, and it was all fatal. As for the war spear attacked by the elven youth, as long as it was not fatal with one blow, Richard turned a blind eye to it, and only cared about injuring the enemy with his sword, exchanging injuries for injuries.

The nameless long knife and the double-edged spear turned into two clouds of lightning, which had enveloped Richard and the elven youth, and the blood mist splattered between the two, and no one knew which blood was the enemy's and which was their own. Between the two of them, there is a whirling meat grinder, frantically grinding their flesh and blood, just to see who can't bear it first.

In an instant, everyone doesn't know how many injuries will be added to their bodies.

Richard's face became calmer and calmer, and then there was a hint of a calm smile! The elven youth finally roared wildly, but there was more fear in the roar that could not be concealed. He finds himself facing an opponent who is a complete madman, and he can eventually kill him, but the injuries will be so severe that he can't escape.

The elven youth suddenly threw his war spear at Richard, and took advantage of Richard's flash, turned around and fled into the depths of the forest!

In an instant, countless elven warriors and druids were stunned, the children of the forest, who were like the incarnation of gods in their minds, were about to escape?

In fact, from the appearance of the Children of the Forest to the escape with serious injuries, time is just a thought, and the battle situation has been extremely tragic. A long dragon roar had just been heard in the air, and the red dragon Carlo summoned by the dragon mage Lina had just entered the battlefield.

Seeing the figure of the Son of the Forest quickly moving away, a trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the Grand Magus Pamir, and the staff was raised, and then quietly put down. However, at this moment, the red figure flashed, and a slender figure had appeared behind the Son of the Forest, it was the dragon mage Lina who had teleported over!