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However, the difference in size made this counterattack extremely thin, and as long as the Chimera's twenty-foot wings as flexible as a giant eagle waved, the air flow generated was enough for these gargoyles to be unable to get close. Although the gargoyles were coming from afar, the Black Knights' team had lost nearly a fifth of their men again before they could increase in number and surround the attack!

For this loss, Ariel doesn't seem to care.

Flying and whirling with her sword, she skillfully circled around King Chatulan's body, but without giving the other party any chance to make a real move, silently leading his figure to her side.

Because it was the voice that was directing the battle that echoed in her head.

"The warriors retreat, bypassing the middle line here, but not too quickly, and make sure they think that you still want to cut through the paths and get closer to their bases...... But be careful, they're not just reinforcing this one Chimera, but also witches and elves, stretch the line a little longer, and when they arrive, as long as you don't get surrounded by them, you can gradually retreat, sacrificing some of the team in front of you to try to delay time. If half of the loss is over, regardless of the situation of the battle, immediately tear back to the city. ”

"Wouldn't it be better to delay as much as possible?" Ariel replied, a little absent-mindedly.

Although, in reality, she is not as indifferent as she appears to be about the survival of this team. If she could, she would love to be able to lead the team towards the other party's camp immediately, without even paying attention to the enemies in front of her...... Not because the desire for victory is too strong, but because it will make those pesky evil filthy undead die a little faster!

That damn evil human. Servants of the Ancient Evil, is his hateful taste really endless?How did he come up with such madness to let a blazing god lead a team of evil undead to attack his opponents?

And most importantly, Ariel can't object to this, this so-called chess game is the one chosen by the human. Only he fully understood the rules, and without his command, the Blazing Divine Servants would not even be able to understand what those strange buildings were used for, all kinds of undead powers, defensive buildings. What potions, scrolls, armor, weapons, and even clothes and shoes can do...... There are also things that can be combined with each other to form more complex and powerful magical items......

Is this really a chess game? But how does it seem more complicated and changeable than the real war?

"This kind of mentality must be unacceptable first, do you know how immoral it is to give away someone's head to the other party, and elementary school students will not take the initiative to do it?"

On the other end of the psychic connection, the human being snorted coldly, and then couldn't help but sigh.

Although it is extremely familiar with the game. However, Edward is not a master, he has never had a talent in this area, and the command and matching of the team is only unsatisfactory, he can only be regarded as a slightly better character than a rookie, and he can bully Cheng Dù of the computer.

But now he's at the heart of the game. You have to direct the every move of those two kindergarten students.

Ariele won't talk about it, the mage lady's fighting style can be summed up in four sentences...... The opposite side is invisible and does not insert the eyes, and the real sight is not picked up. A red-blooded leader dies at the same point on the map.

There is a wise saying in this game, if you are not afraid of a god-like opponent, you are afraid of a pig-like teammate - if it is under normal circumstances, according to such a configuration, even if you meet a rookie in command on the opposite side, maybe Edward will return with a feather, and only the only thing left is to scold the distribution system for being too bad.

But this is not the original game made by such and such a company after all. Rather, it is a world that mimics the memories of some people, recreating the zào fusion.

It doesn't have a hard and fast hero selection, just six players competing in three-on-three, three opponents against each other or a clear idea of how the game works because of the rules of the space, but something. It's not just clear, it's the best way to apply it to the practical aspect.

Three loud explosions forced all the shouts and noises to be suppressed, and the rolling red flames rose into the sky, the firelight almost reflected half of the night sky, Edward raised his gaze, in front of him, layers of firelight were stretching forward, darkness rolled up along the huge ancient tree, and everywhere it passed, the verdant color was swallowed up by it in an instant, and the darkness of death was rendered from the roots of the tree upwards, and then there were layers, scattered and sliding bark, which turned into smoke and scattered ashes in mid-air。

In the distance, more enemies are still resisting, Bishop Chaturan waved the long-handled staff in his hand, pasting healing spells to the elves around him, trying to bring their lives back to a safe level, however, countless ghouls are pouring in from all sides, they are frantically waving their huge claws, led by the tall Crypt Lord, scattered in all directions, killing and destroying, walking into that vibrant life.

Collapse, decay...... The darkness is scattering, and life is withering.

This is no longer a situation that Bishop Chaturan can parry.

The abilities of the three Chatulans are also unbalanced, the knight has no spell casting ability, the king's action is not fast enough, and the spell casting ability is not very high, only the bishop's ability is average, but it is too average, his spell casting ability is just a high-level priest, although the melee ability has become extremely defensive because of the metal body, but there is no effective offensive skill, even the expulsion and purification, can only deal with a single enemy.

Led away as the main force of the Chimera, the mage group is looking for the enemy's lair...... So now, they are faced with a difficult choice, either give up Yiqiē and return to the base, or speed up and destroy the enemy's Yiqiē with a more fierce attack.

So, what do you choose?

The light in Edward's eyes flickered, and the original appearance of the entire space loomed in his field of vision, and the ubiquitous fog could not hide the figures of the three Chaturans...... The spirit turned, and he could even see the panic in the souls of the three constructed creatures.

No matter how powerful it is, it is worth the plug-in?

Someone sighed unscrupulously.

Flames rained down. The surrounding qiē was dyed with a strange red, and the rumbling sound came from a distance, and the tabletop-sized boulders drew vague shadows in the dark sky covered by smoke, and the next moment they had already descended on the top of the giant tree. Although the converging blue light quickly diminished the impact attached to most of them, the bits and two still crashed into the trunk with a dull roar. Scattered fragments of foliage, and bursts of magic light!

The World Tree trembled in pain, and the long branches and leaves began to twist and merge into the giant's arms, and the next moment, the palm of the hand rose to the ground. Let the dirt burst and spill and shake out long roots, and the stout plants twist around in visible degrees, merging into enough legs to support it. So in the next moment, the towering ancient tree had turned into a huge human form.

The wind blew through the treetops, and the low, slow whining sound was like its angry roar. And between the swings of his arms, he had already taken a few rocks in the air and threw them out with his backhand. The hundred-foot-long arm wielded far more power than any mechanical power, and the catapult's position was suddenly in shambles!

It's like trying to get rid of those annoying flies, and then swinging, it's just an action. Shake those undead corpses off the body, and the dense aerial roots roll and wrap like tentacles, crushing the ghouls that climbed up to their bodies into human shapes!

But the attack of the undead will not end with this small setback, the ghouls spray corrosive slime, the undead swing their swords and axes, and the necro witches gather...... The higher or lower monsters have been combined into a tightly ordered, war-like machine, which is being carried out in an orderly manner towards victory!

The power of the Elven Ancient Tree is so powerful. But this strength does not come without a price. Pulling out the root system and turning into a human form, every activity is violently consuming the energy of this noble life, which is already its last struggle, even if it can escape the threat of death. But the side that has lost its main base will only be able to hinder itself everywhere in the subsequent battles, and it will only be a matter of time before it is completely defeated.

And this struggle will not last long.

The clear sky was already covered with gloomy clouds of smoke...... The clouds gathered, and the dull roar of thunder mingled with the sounds of the battlefield into a hoarse roar, like a hint before the damnation...... But a crack was immediately torn open in the clouds, and patches of dark red like scars and blood stains rolled out!

In the mouth of blood, three or four huge figures, with graceful movements, dragged their huge bodies out of the other dimension, their black and white calcium and carrion shining in the wind, condensing all the passing air into a dark blue mist, mixed with snowflakes, slowly drifting downward.

It was the undead's highest masterpiece, the Frost Dragon.

The mighty monsters born out of the dead bent their necks in their own direction...... The fangs' large mouths opened to an angle beyond the reach of living beings, and then, heavy energy gathered there, and gusts of cold wind twisted into a kind of inky gloom, and when a high-pitched and sharp tearing sound sounded, the energy had poured down with an icy freezing air— The misty cone of cold air smashed through the air and sprayed the crown of the giant tree with slow ripples, so that the blue and white colors suddenly swallowed the crispness, and the terrible cold corroded the surface of the solid wood, and the shattered ice ballast splashed and spilled, and then flowed into a strange shape like a thick porridge.

The huge branches and leaves of the elven ancient tree trembled, and in the midst of a painful roar, they suddenly spread out towards the surroundings! Those scattered branches reminded people of the legendary hundred-armed giant, and with this action, the halo of magic in the space rotated, pulling out a dense electric light from the dense clouds!

The thick blue color jumped scorching in the thick clouds, as if looking for an outlet for catharsis, shaking the entire space, and in just a moment, the huge magic power quickly gathered, and then condensed into a large white scorching light, sweeping towards the four behemoths!

However, all this counterattack failed.

The moment the lightning fell, each dragon jerked its wings, and the behemoth slid through the air as if bent and sparkled with the glittering lightning!

The rumbling thunder fled away, as if unwilling to roar...... But in this battle, it can't compete with the all-pervasive web of minds. The psychic tentacles that wander around the entire space allow the psychic warlock to command any soldier as he wishes, down to their every movement and position, and the use of the heart score is one of the things that the psychic warlock is best at. What's more, the command method here is much simpler than on the keyboard, there is no difference between the hand or the sensitivity of the instrument, even if it is lightning, you can get a hint from a few omens, and calculate the amount that should be in advance.

Edward raised his gaze, his eyes shrinking slightly. The lightning that was dissipating between the clouds was reflected.

There was not the slightest joy of victory in my heart, even if the conductor who borrowed the plug-in just now was so perfect, but there was always something that didn't seem so ideal...... A strange feeling flooded into his thoughts, and he was wary of the game in front of him, which seemed to have broken away from its original rules. Add the ...... in a special way Or rather, rampage?

Could it be that the other party has already shown its own actions?

The battle is over.

The deep voice of an aria echoed in everyone's heads...... In an instant, a qiē froze, struggling with the crumbling elven tree, the undead of the flying dragon, and the lightning rolling through the clouds. The flames rising on the ground, the billowing smoke, the staggered swords - the whole world began to fade.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and then reined in their spirits as if they had been scattered. But when I turned my head and looked around, the cold darkness replaced the color of the whole world, and a little blue cold light shone in the center of the field of vision, and the time in the space seemed to be turned by a giant hand to the moment of the first entry, and it seemed that a qiē was just a dream that was once born.

But something is changing, intangible. Like a gust of wind, it retreated from its surroundings, so that the qiē in front of him became clearer and clearer.

"The ancient arcanists were quirky...... Choosing a mage?If there is an energy duel from the beginning, I may inevitably have to rush, but I will have a spiritual duel...... Ha. ”

Edward shook his head slightly. So the three metal chess pieces flew into his palm silently, feeling the coldness of the metal and the magic surging on it, and the human who breathed lightly smiled mockingly: "I have never lost a battle in the spiritual realm, what do they think?"

"This is a mental structure?" The human conversation made Ariel slightly stunned, her eyes wandered, she nodded, and then shook her head, as if she was still immersed in the wonderful, otherworldly battlefield just now: "But those are also the realities that build space......

"Half of it, although this qiē is constructed with the energy of the Floating City, but the real phantom is also a phantom, as long as this qiē is controlled by my spirit, what chance do you think they can have?" the Psychic Warlock smiled, and when he raised his head again, the darkness in front of him had already begun to recede to the sides, revealing the neat bluestone passage behind him.

This is the authority in the Floating City, and most of it has now been transferred to him.

Although it was a three-on-three victory on the surface, no one seemed to have anything to protest against Edward's move to take all the loot alone, after all, this 'war chess' was actually just his personal performance, and Ariel was not interested in competing with him for those magic items or anything else.

As for the female mage's attitude towards this...... Neither Edward nor Ariel would have thought about it.

Stepping out of the door of that section of the passage, the qiē in front of you becomes a breathtaking appearance.

The neat rock passages stretch outward on the four walls of the small hall in front of you, each leading to a different place at the end of each one, and the space seems to be divided into countless layers at this junction, seemingly chaotic but orderly, and spliced into a whole shape.

Where are you going?

The Psychic Warlock and the Blazing Celestial Attendant seemed to have chosen the same direction at the same time—not because of some sign or purpose, but because of a sense of guidance—as if they were poking into this space, and their hearts seemed to finally understand what this strange journey was coming from.

The cold light created by the Immortal Flame stretched forward and disappeared behind him. Beyond the junction of light and darkness, darkness is given life, it devours sound like a living thing,

He'd seen it before. I've seen something like that

The passage was very short, and when the two of them stepped in, the space was misplaced, sending them into a hall that was not very wide, and when the door was closed behind them, they could see dozens of feet away, the luxurious wall, but the depth above was extraordinarily thick, and I don't know how much height.

The walls were broken, and the emerald luster of the immortal flame rose, reflecting this strangely shaped space.

The walls were carved with countless symbols, infused with metal, the black or gray color, so that Edward could almost immediately see that it was pure pure pure gold, or mythril, but more than that, it was still a glittering gem, which together blocked the energy of the magic net, pouring it into the ground, slender spiritual threads, flashing magic emblems, runes, and constructed a powerful sealing enchantment.