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Chapter 673: Playing You to Death (Asking for All Kinds of Tickets, Asking for Subscriptions)

Seeing Vera's decisive move, she stopped the fleeing dark mage, and fought a spell battle with them in mid-air with one enemy and four.

Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart lifted again, and she was praying in her heart that Vera would stop all these dark mages.

Vera seems to be able to hear his voice, or maybe she has played enough tricks on these dark mages, and she no longer plays cat and mouse games at the moment, but just stands far away and fights against those dark mages.

This will change Vera's body shape and begin to hurt the killer.

She is now a mid-level mage, and when it comes to it, the dark mages she is fighting against are also at the level of mid-level mages, according to common sense, if it is one to many, Vera should have been unable to parry it a long time ago.

But Vera is not an ordinary mage, although she was a little unsuccessful when she was a dragon, but when she was a human, in Rest's words, she was a genius that was rare in hundreds of years, and she couldn't use the common sense of an ordinary mage to set Vera.

Vera relied on her dragon nature, and she didn't need to recite spells at all to release magic, and there was no cooldown, so bullying those dark mages was not the same as playing.

When fighting against the dark mage, all kinds of intermediate spells kept bombarding several of them like machine guns, and the casting speed of one person was faster than the four of them combined, and the power of the spell was not great, but it was better than the fast burst of fire, and it had been pressing several dark mages just now.

These dark mages were all depressed, and secretly cursed in their hearts who was the most powerful person? Just now they were driven out by a pervert with a magic weapon, and they encountered a pervert who was even more powerful than just now, could it be that someone from the Holy Light Continent called over?

Vera suddenly stopped, and the dark mages were overjoyed, guessing that the little girl on the other side might have run out of mana.

I saw Vera stretch out her arms and circle a few times in the air flexibly, and her figure was like a dashing eaglet.

She turned slightly, dodging the opponent's spell attack, and then, taking advantage of the gap between the opponent's preparation of magic, suddenly accelerated, and pounced, as fast as lightning.

The speed was extremely fast, and everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and a faint blue light had already crossed the long space. Leaves a long blue light on the retina.

In the blink of an eye, she had already rushed to the side of the magicians.

Vera's slow and weak magic just now gave the dark mages an illusion, as if she was not strong in ability, but just cast spells very quickly.

They had just gotten used to the frequency of Vera's magic and were preparing their own spells, when Vera unexpectedly rushed to them in an instant.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, hand-to-hand combat? The mages don't have this kind of tactics, so what kind of song is this?

Before they could react, Vera had already come close with her long wand.

The dark mage at the head watched as the wand slammed into his head with the sound of the wind, and could only look in horror at the oversized wands that came straight over, but he didn't have time to react.

"This girl is more than just a mage. The thought popped into his head, and he was struck in the head by Vera's wand, and blood burst out, and he let out a scream and fell from the air.

The scream dragged on a long note, then stopped abruptly for a moment.

Everyone present shrank their necks as if reflexively - the fall from such a height must have been painful.

Vera first spred, then suddenly stopped, and with just one blow in the air, knocked out a dark mage.

The remaining dark mages screamed at the same time, shooting the spells in their hands at Vera.

Immediately, Vera had already put her feet together and gently knocked the black patent leather shoes on her feet, and the cyan brilliance of wind magic flashed on her slender feet. In an instant, they had changed direction, and all their spells had failed.

At the same time, Vera snorted, waved her wand in her hand, and swept it sideways.

Her time calculations were extremely accurate, her moves matched the speed, and by the time she flew to the other dark mage, the wand was already in the right position, and it was the moment when she used the most force.

These magicians are all powerless, and once they are given a close touch, they are not even as good as a vegetable bun.

The magician didn't expect Vera to be so fast, as if she were teleporting, and in the blink of an eye, she came to him.

He also saw Vera's wand sweeping over, and heard the screeching wind hanging from the head of the wand, but he only had time to shout half a sentence, and he reached out to block it in a hurry.

How could that little thin arm block Vera's blow.

A stick actually hit him on the arm, and he was knocked into a broken bone at the moment, but Rao had such a cushion, Vera's wand still smashed horizontally on his chest and abdomen with great force.

The magician also screamed at the moment, and a mouthful of blood spat out, unable to support it, falling from mid-air like a leaf.

After cleaning up this person, Vera didn't even hesitate, didn't stop at all, and rushed towards the third magician.

The magician had already reacted at this time, and seeing Vera so brave, he was already frightened, and immediately screamed, turned and fled.

At the same time, the last black mage also turned around and fled in the opposite direction.

Vera didn't pay any attention to it, but chased after the man firmly, and her speed increased again, and in just a few breaths, she had already caught up.

At this moment, there was already a flash of red light at the top of the staff, stimulating the eyes of everyone watching the battle below, but Vera did not cast a spell, but gently raised her right foot and stepped lightly on the back of the dark mage.

Although Vera is only half of the dragon blood, and the dragon magic ability is very weak, but the dragon clan's physique is real, Lorraine accidentally took Vera and hurt for a long time, and then took the opportunity to pretend to be sick and deduct her salary. The frail dark mage could stand it.

The dark mage let out a scream and fell straight down with far more than normal gravitational acceleration.

On the way, despite the effect of the wind, he did not even change his direction, and like a stone, he fell to the ground silently, splashing a puff of smoke.

Although it was far away, everyone watching the battle seemed to hear him smash on the ground with a "tom". The ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble.

At this time, Vera had already changed direction again with the kick she had just made, and her feet were knocked together, chasing after the last dark mage.

But at this time, the mage flew as fast as he could, and had already fled far away, and when he saw Vera far behind him, he couldn't help but let out a screech of pride. As long as you fly forward a little further, you can dive down and hide in the dense forest below.

At that time, no matter how powerful the other party is, it is impossible to find himself again.

But he forgot that Vera had been fighting in close quarters combat, knocking out three of his companions in three moves, but she was also a magician.

And the magician is better at long-range attacks~

Vera swept forward quickly with the support of the magic power, and when the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born, Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and she raised the wand in her hand and aimed it at the black spot in the distance.

Her magic had already been prepared, and Vera's spell was the most powerful, and the longer her spell was prepared, the more powerful it became.

With a soft snort, Vera saw a huge fireball whistling out of the staff.

It tore through the air, radiating a blinding glow in the night sky, emitting a sharp whistling sound that tumbled and lunged forward.

Due to its speed, the fireball almost turned into an ellipsoid, and at the same time, small flames of burning light continued to fall from the sphere, shining like a night star.

From afar, it looks like a huge meteor, dragging its long tail.

It is extremely gorgeous and moving.

"Wildfire Meteor~"

When the black mage saw this, his hands and feet were immediately numb.

This is a high-level spell that only a great magician can only use in the records of the thousand-year war. And the pair is generally an undead ** master.

This spell usually takes a long time to be condensed by the Grand Mage, and a single shot can drain almost all of a Grand Mage's mana.

Its power is no longer a magic cannon, because this spell is fast, and it is difficult to dodge, and every shot will inevitably be accompanied by an undead ** master falling gorgeously.

I didn't expect that a mid-level dark mage could enjoy such high-level treatment.

In despair, he didn't care if his mana would run out, and flew desperately towards the sky.

He vaguely remembered that in the chronicle of the thousand-year war, only in this way could he barely escape the killing range of that spell.

At this time, he saw that the meteor had already swooped over, and it was only more than fifty steps away from him.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the meteor exploded violently, turning into more than 100 small meteors the size of a fist, covering an area of more than 20 square meters in front of it.

Like an impenetrable net, it flew over.

The black mage watched those meteor fireballs grazing the soles of his feet, whistling and flying over, and then let out a long breath, and said in his heart: It's safe, the guy in the back should have no mana.

At this time, he faintly felt a little glad that he had been in the Dark Academy before, and he had been unprofessional, and he secretly looked at those ruined **.

If it weren't for the very yellow and violent novels I had read at the beginning, how would I have known how to dodge the 'wildfire meteor'? How could I have avoided this fatal blow? It is still somewhat useful to read so many books under the covers.

At this moment, he heard the sharp sound of the wind above his head, and involuntarily looked up, only to see countless ice picks in the sky speeding down towards him.

The tip of the ice pick was shiny and sharp, and the cold air was cold, densely forming a cloud of ice, and there was not even a gap to dodge.

The icicle's vision instantly expanded, and the last pair of frightened pupils were filled with the reflection of the icicle.

Then, everyone heard a terrible scream. With a rain of blood, a black dot slowly fell from the sky.

Vera killed four fleeing dark mages in a row, which was a long story, but it was a matter of time in the blink of an eye.

The first dark mage fell to the ground, and everyone shrank their necks, and the two dark mages were already screaming and falling.

The crowd had just let out an exclamation when the third dark mage had already fallen.

The eyes of the people watching the battle below had just moved to the place where the third dark mage had fallen, and the sound of meteor explosions was already heard in the sky.

They quickly looked up to see what was going on, only to see that the dark mage had fallen from the sky screaming.

This one that took place in the sky, the battle between magicians, was extremely brilliant, and everyone who watched it was dizzying and dazzled.

These laborers and soldiers on the ground, where they had seen the battle between mages, and even when this battle was over, everyone still did not understand what was going on, but they knew that only the blue-haired young girl was left in the sky.

A night breeze blew, blowing her blue hair. Against the backdrop of the sky-high fire next to him, like a goddess, he was high up, looking down at the people under his feet.

Everyone looked at it in a daze for a long time, and then they retracted their gaze.

At this time, they saw the enemy on the opposite side.

When they saw each other's equally demented expressions, they were all stunned, and then they remembered that they were still fighting just now.

After all, in front of these magicians, being an ordinary person is too small.

Seeing those powerful spells and high mages made them involuntarily forget about the enemies in front of them.

However, when they saw the weapon in their hands and the blood on the weapon, everyone came to their senses. This battle is still not over.

The laborers burst into a roar of cheer, and then, with blood-red eyes and gritted teeth, they swung their clubs, shovels, and pickaxes at the legion, knowing that the time had come for revenge.

At this point in the battle, even a pig knows that the general trend of the legion side is gone.

War is fought against the courage and morale of the masses.

When he was bold, he was like being beaten with chicken blood and smoking drugs, and as soon as he got up, he dared to take the head of the general even if he was alone.

And if they are timid, even if they are ten thousand people, they will be chased around like rabbits by a dog, and they don't even have the courage to turn around and face the enemy. 'The wind is roaring, and the grass and trees are soldiers'. That's how the idiom came about.

At this time, those soldiers saw that all the dark mages had been killed, and they had lost the biggest trump card in their hands, and the legion in front had been annihilated by the rebellious laborers, and the remaining soldiers immediately threw away their weapons and fled back in a hurry.

The officers beat and scolded the deserters,

But the chaos was like a drop of oil dripping into the water, and it expanded in an instant. Only one man turned and fled, and immediately a crowd of people would follow him, and no matter how hard the officers tried, they could not stop the soldiers from escaping.

The officer, who was a little more clever, also threw away the weapon in his hand at the moment, turned around and fled backwards with the deserters.

Some of the more upright officers gritted their teeth and cursed, waved the knives in their hands, and cut down a few fleeing ruffians. I want to rebuild the system with an iron hand.

But at this moment, the laborers roared and roared like a tidal wave. In an instant, everyone was overwhelmed.

The legionnaires didn't even make a splash. All that remained was the roaring and roaring of the laborers.

"For Freedom~"

"Blood Debt and Blood Repayment~"

"Let those nobles and their dogs shed that filthy blood~"

The voice was like thunder and lightning, reaching into the sky and resounding through the four fields.

They roared and rushed past the legion like a swarm of ruthless marching ants, leaving only a stump and a broken arm, flesh and blood.

But the laborers did not give up, and after they had rushed over, they immediately regrouped and turned back again.

The last remaining legion had barely taken advantage of its friendly forces to hold back the hatred of the laborers, intending to flee en masse while the friendly forces and the enemy were engaged in a bloody battle.

The officers who commanded the corps had already thought about it, and when they ran out, they reported to the marshal of their superiors that it was not that our army was too defeated, but that the enemy was too strong and cunning. After our army fought desperately and killed tens of thousands of enemies, the regiments on the front collapsed first, so that the entire front was lost.

Originally, we were going to be in the back, but the friendly soldiers shouted wildly: "Brothers, you withdraw first, and I will take the top." ”

Then he rushed forward desperately and fought bloody battles with the enemy who had absolute superiority.

What kind of spirit are they?

This is the spirit of self-sacrifice, the great and selfless spirit, the spirit of singing and crying, although they are gone, they are not dead, but will live forever in our hearts.

We should award each of them a one-ton medal.

Although we also want to return to fight the enemy and fight side by side with our brethren, in order not to let the blood of the warriors be shed in vain, we can only endure the heartache, tears in our eyes, and the firm belief that we will avenge our allies.

But rest assured, the elders of the higher ranks, after all, we have been born and died together with our friendly brethren, and fought side by side. It's like a family.

So we will definitely take good care of the families of those friendly soldiers~

Finally, I will invite a brick family to call the beast or something, and come to two paragraphs of what the sky is crying, the blue sea is full of sad sentences, sensational, deceiving the tears of the people, maybe it will be fooled.

Anyway, the supreme commander who should be most responsible for the whole battle has already been beheaded, and the primary responsibility is not on the heads of them, the battlefield officers.

But although the commander was wishful thinking, he did not expect that the friendly army was so indisputable that it was wiped out without even five minutes.

He was so angry that he almost passed out. Constantly scolding friendly commanders' rice buckets.

You must know that it is a full army, not to mention so many people, even so many pigs, and it will take more than half a day for tens of thousands of laborers to catch them.

Now, like a chicken at the feet of a giant, he was trampled flat with one foot, and just as he tried to retreat, that side was already completely destroyed.

He watched the formation of the laborers after killing the friendly positions, and he was thinking about directing his subordinates to rush over and take a risk to see if he could kill all those laborers.

But the officers under him were resolute in their disobedience.

There was an old qualified officer who even jumped to his feet and scolded: Your grandson, your brain has been gnawed by pigs?

With 5,000 soldiers, they had to face tens of thousands of laborers like mad dogs.

And they also have a special team equipped with such powerful firepower as the explosive crystal to secretly support, very damn **, specializing in black hands from behind.

How do you calculate this account? If you can't count with your fingers alone, take off your shoes and count your toes to see if we have a chance of winning.

You're in command in the back, and you can't wipe the oily skin. The brothers were on the front lines with their heads tied to their belts.

On the other side are tens of thousands of laborers, and you can hear clearly, it is tens of thousands

Besides, even if your brain has been gnawed by a pig, you can't count, but you're also blind? Don't you see that there are magicians in the sky?

In the blink of an eye, the girl overturned the four dark mages, and it was as easy as eating a bean sprout, and it was a cold bean sprout.

She just blasted down with that big fireball, how many more of us can survive?

If you want to die, you will rush over with a knife by yourself, and we will not accompany you. If you want to make any more nonsense and crooked, the uncles will kill you with one sword, and then they will also revolt.

Although these words are extremely presumptuous, they also show the strong determination of these soldiers to 'love peace'.

And for the sake of his own life, the herald did not say a word at the moment, and reported all those words to his commander, without even the slightest cover up and embellishment.

The commander knew that if he persisted, he would definitely be cut down by those who were in a hurry to flee, so he sighed and commanded his men to retreat.

Now it seems that this decision is too late. If you start to retreat when the frontal army is wiped out, you may be able to retreat with your whole body.

He thought as he watched the laborers come at him with a hideous face. The soldiers were ordered to disperse and flee. Then he left the battle flag of the legion in place, and led his personal guards to gallop backwards.

But he didn't get much out either.

Due to the need for secrecy, the entire camp was hidden in the valley, and there was only one way in and out. As long as it is blocked, even if there are many circles in the valley, it can avoid the rebellious laborers for a while, but in the end it will not be able to escape.

And that passage has long been blocked by the laborers.

They knew that it was impossible to completely seal off the passage and prevent the soldiers from escaping with manpower, so the ruffians casually found some wood, threw it on the road, and then set a fire to the barracks on both sides.

In this way, it was possible to completely prevent the officers and soldiers from fleeing, and at the same time, it was possible to drive out the cowards who were afraid of death and hid in the barracks like rats, forcing them to join the battle.