In front of Christine, who has amazing brute strength and unreasonableness, and then there is a red-eyed and murderous Minotaur, Chris Street, which was originally in chaos, has finally become a hell of flesh and blood at this moment...... Hell for pirates, of course!

In less than a moment, most of the hundreds of pirates had been knocked down, the ground was covered with groaning wounded, and blood was flowing everywhere, and for them, tonight was an absolute nightmare, a nightmare that would never wake up.

"Why? Why is this happening?" the giant man hid behind with a bloodstained face, the whole person had completely collapsed, looking at the battle situation in front of him, he suddenly wailed hysterically, and pounced on him as if he had died together, "Damn bastard, even if I die, I will take you with me......"

The black light shone brightly, the wind suddenly whistled, and the giant man looked back with a shocked face, only to see a pitch-black mace full of barbs, which was becoming clearer and clearer in his vision, and then ......

Bang!

A few seconds later, beside the half-unconscious unlucky giant, Ye Ge dragged the mace to appear, and I had to admit that this royal sister beauty of the dark elf clan had reached the perfect level of Cheng Dù's technique of knocking the stuffy stick.

Behind her, more than a dozen dark elves appeared one after another, picked up the projection crystal that had been prepared, and slapped it at the battlefield, and in the click and click sound, the silver-white light continued to shine, clearly recording the collapse of the pirates, and also deliberately expressing Christine's justice and bravery.

"It's not bad, it's very clear. Ye Ge looked at the picture recorded by the projection crystal, but before the dark elves became complacent, he said seriously, "However, we must continue to work hard, as Lin said, we must follow the example of that Master Chen and truly turn shooting into an art." ”

"Patriarch, we will work hard. It is said that in Lin's hometown, there is a close-up photography master surnamed Chen, who has taken hundreds of works in just a few years, and each work is so well-known and widely circulated that it is impossible for someone to buy it at a high price.

"That's right, that's what we're fighting for. Yege's eyes were full of adoring little stars, and by the way, he stood on tiptoe and kicked lightly, accurately hitting the giant man who had just woken up from a coma, "Hey, did I wake you up?"

"The ...... Damn ......" suffered a blow to his temple, and the weak strong man fell again, only to vent and roar in vain, "Bastard, don't think you've won, I'm just a bait, Lord Death Flame is taking the others ......"

In an instant, everyone present changed color in unison, and they all turned their heads to look at the wine estate on the high ground in the distance.

Almost subconsciously, Christine and Nightsong glanced at each other, and suddenly turned around and ran wildly in unison.

"It's useless, it's useless. The giant man sneered hideously, his sharp teeth stained with blood, "Lord Death Flame, is an eighth-level mage who is proficient in fire magic, maybe at this time, that damn Oriental monkey and his skeleton have been burned to the ground, no, it should be said that there is not even a residue left." ”

As if seeing that scene, the giant man looked up to the sky and smiled with satisfaction, even though he knew that he could not escape death, but he still laughed so wickedly and resentfully, and the piercing laughter echoed in the night sky, like a resonant before the arrival of death.

Christine and Nightsong ran wildly in the night, the howling wind swept through the forest like the terrifying howl of the night demon, and they looked at the manor that was gradually burning with fire, and there was only one last thought left in their hearts—

Lin, hold on, you must hold on, we won't allow you to ...... And so died!

"Death? What a wonderful thing that is. As if sensing a distant resentment, on the path leading to the wine estate, the thin mage, covered in blood-colored robes, snapped his fingers expressionlessly.

In an instant, a blazing fireball appeared in his palm out of thin air, without any incantation chanting or any buffer preparation, as if the surrounding fire elementals were all surrendering to him at this moment, surrendering to this evil mage who was born proficient in fire magic.

In the faltering firelight, the evil face of the dead flame was finally faintly visible, and the thin and pale cheeks were covered with scorched black scars left by the burning fire, and all the facial features were distorted and deformed like demons, leaving only one intact single eye, shining bright red in the night.

At this moment, even the pirates who were following behind him couldn't help but take a few steps back and keep their distance, no one dared to approach this crazy and evil bronze high-level fire mage, just two days ago, he had just cast the hellfire sea magic, burning two villages and taking hundreds of lives, just to get a fire crystal.

"Don't worry, at least tonight, I'll do what Joker-sama tells me to do. As if sensing the fear of the pirates, Deathflame slowly cracked open her piranha-like lips, revealing her mutilated scorched teeth.

After a few seconds, as if hearing a voice in the distance, he suddenly burst into an eerie smile: "It's good, it seems that some stupid guys are taking the initiative to send it to the door." ”

Almost at the same time, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded, and more than a dozen guards who had urgently assembled rushed onto the tree-lined path on their horses, and suddenly saw the pirates on the opposite side, and the cavalry captain who took the lead changed color slightly, and then immediately pulled out his long sword and rushed up like thunder: "Damn, kill him......"

Rumble!

Without warning, a blazing flame as red as blood suddenly erupted under him, and in just an instant, the captain of the guard, who had just rushed out two or three steps, was enveloped in flames, wailing and screaming and turning into charcoal.

Seeing this, more than a dozen cavalrymen were shocked, but before they could react, the fire elemental in the air had already fluctuated sharply, sweeping like a frenzied wave.

In an instant, a half-human-tall bright red fire spirit appeared in the crowd like a ghost, the blazing flame scythe skirt uàn the blood splashed in the sky, and several frightened heads flew high, and they had been reduced to ashes before they landed.

Under this terrifying attack, the remaining cavalry completely lost their fighting spirit and fled in panic, but this was doomed to be a futile move.

"Idiot!" Death Flame licked his lips contentedly, and on his slowly raised right index finger, a little spark appeared out of thin air, but quickly turned into a burst of fireball, like a storm roaring out.

Boom! Boom!

In the continuous roar, more than a dozen cavalrymen were all hit by the fireball, screaming miserably and turning into humanoid torches, a gust of cold wind blew, and the strange smell of meat wafted in the air, but it only made people feel disgusting and want to vomit.

This is such a terrifying power, even the pirates of the same camp can't help but tremble, they finally understand why this evil mage has been valued by Lord Clown, in a certain way, this guy's terrible Cheng dù is second only to the great Lord Clown.

And in this eerie silence, Death Yan had already passed through the still burning cavalry torch with a cold smile, and headed towards the looming wine estate: "Keep up, I can't wait, I want to burn that oriental monkey with my own hands." ”

Yes, right in front of them, the wine estate shrouded in firelight was already clearly visible in the night, like an unsuspecting and weak woman, about to face dozens of rude and strong men.

What a beautiful scene, dozens of pirates looked at each other, clenched their scimitars with smirks on their faces, as if they had seen and seen the tragic state of the oriental monkey wailing in the sea of fire.

"No, no, no, that's rude. Death Yan squinted his eyes gloomily, his eyes full of morbid **, "Actually, I prefer to use a small flame and bake slowly, baking every inch of that little white face's skin until he ...... in a whimper."

Without warning, a loud sneeze suddenly sounded, interrupting Deathyan's sinister laughter.

At this moment, in the slightly surprised expression of Death Yan, under the blank gaze of the pirates, a voice full of emotion, very happy floating in the night-

"Thank goodness you're here, I'm about to catch a cold...... Ahh