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A small thing in the cuff swam a little.

This warning made the elf's heart skip a beat, and he didn't hesitate to pounce forward and roll to the side!

The muddy woodland made this action splash, although the elf deftly flipped up and jumped to the side, the elf's natural flexible body made her jump more than a dozen feet away, but the green cloak on her body was already covered with mud, and even the white face was stained with a lot, and the fishy smell of the earth filled her nose at once.

But she couldn't care about it now—she turned her gaze for a moment to the place where the original pen was standing, and then she couldn't help but take a half-breath of cold air—where a bowl-thick beech was falling to one side with the cut in the trunk, but before that the abundant foliage had darkened a great patch, and it was evident that it would have burned if it had not been for the pouring rain.

And the Cun Zài, who caused this qiē, was standing on the side of the tree at the moment, but the failure of this originally stable sneak attack obviously surprised the other party even more, and he didn't pursue it for a while, so Leia didn't hesitate to stretch out his hand to him. Shout out a vague elven language.

The tips of the slender pale fingers flashed with green light, and the trees around them bent up, shaking off their branches and slashing towards the dark humanoid. These twigs and rattans stretch out in the rain curtain to shake off a large white mark, this rattan whip technique, one of the famous spells of the forest elves' druids, those rattans are not very lethal, but they have tiny barbs, once they pierce the flesh, they will make the enemy firmly entangled, and the struggle will only make them tighter. It can also produce paralyzing toxins.

Or is the correct approach should you call a companion first?

But recently, the evil rune that appeared in the sky made the communication technique useless, and the druid's magic did not have the power to increase his own volume, and in the rumble of this rain, how far could his voice be transmitted? Dozens of feet is probably impossible, right?

Or, as someone could hear, Miss Elf's gaze involuntarily turned in the direction of some human, but then gave up on the idea - or could, but let her ask for help from the damn human who had killed her companion. Even if she killed her, she didn't want to do that.

This brief movement of gaze caused the elf to immediately realize that his attack was missed—the enemy only bent down in the face of the four tangled vines, only to be snapped into the ground and splashed with muddy water for a day.

Miss Elf's pupils constricted, reflecting the figure of the enemy—his form blurred for a moment, and in the rain curtain pulled out a bright yellow line, curved like the trail of lightning, as it flashed in the air. A long sword has pierced her heart!

In desperation, Leia jerked up a hand. Blocked the sword that pierced the heart!

There was a grinding sound, but it wasn't the sound of steel and flesh - the sharp blade slashed, the cloak opened, and then the brown tree that was exposed underneath the druid's tree skin worked, the defense of the woodened skin was almost inferior to the mage's famous stone skin technique, slightly less hard but tougher, and ordinary swords could not hurt it at all. However, the blade in the opponent's hand did not seem to be of the highest quality, and the sawdust was stuck in the elf's arm, and the pain in the heart immediately made the female elf scream. But after all, she had some combat experience, and she almost didn't hesitate to swing the long sword away with a round of backhand.

However, the attacker sneered for a moment, and his other hand stretched forward, and a large spark burst out from his fist, and the force of the electric current made the druid scream and staggered back. Her whole body was wooden, her thoughts were in confusion, and the symbols of divine magic were mixed into a large murmur, and the scenery in front of her was distorted!

In a trance. All she could see was a streamer, the blade of a long sword, stabbing towards her heart, and the lightning on the blade shone blindly, causing Miss Elf to reflexively close her eyes.

Are you going to die?

The pain of the impact rippled from near the mouth of the heart, followed by a strange coldness...... For a moment, the elf's heart was filled with unspeakable resentment. An ordinary human face appeared in front of her eyes, making her unconsciously clench her teeth.

Unwillingly, I haven't killed this bastard yet to avenge my companion......

The cold gradually dissipated, and a warmth began to spread throughout the body, and the soft touch cleared the consciousness...... Then the next moment, her eyes widened violently!

The look in her gaze became clear—the face, the ordinary face of a human male, not far in front of her, with those heart-chilling silver eyes, and a disgusting smile that twisted at the corners of her mouth.

She was held in the arms of the man. And that warmth, it seems, comes from a human hand?

"You, you, you...... What are you doing...... Hmm!"

Realizing this, Miss Elf let out a scream that pierced through the rain curtain, and the frightened rabbit tried to run away from the man, but when she struggled slightly, the cold stinging pain in her chest made her scream turn into a half-moan, but the feeling also made her finally recall what had just happened.

Stabbed.

When she lowered her gaze, she became even more helpless—the cloak and lining on her chest had been opened three or four inches long, and her clothes had been charred and brittle by electricity, and as the movement had fallen, a large void was exposed.

Or the only thing to be thankful for is that the tree skin technique is still working, and the brown layer on the skin obscures the spring light that might be exposed. However, it was self-deception after all—the white face of the female elf was suddenly stained with a blood-like flush, and with a low cry, she covered the breach and bent down to cover the leaking spring light.

"Woooooooooo......oo I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you...... You, you already knew I was following you, didn't you?" After a few screams, she finally remembered her situation, and her eyes widened in hatred and she asked.

This is the only one that explains, otherwise he would not have reacted so quickly in this rain, yes. How could this guy be so kind?

Damn, damn!

Of course, the question will not be answered, but that does not prevent Miss Elf from gritting her teeth and swearing in her heart, for her, it is not a thing to be thankful to be saved by such a human at all, but a shame - yes, an absolute shame, not to mention that hateful fellow now, even a scout soldier of an unknown empire can defeat her. It's simply ...... It's better to be stabbed to death by a sword just now!

Of course, it has to be said that this reaction is really very dangerous - on the battlefield, no enemy will mercifully tolerate your personal feelings.

Still, the elf was safe, and only because the enemy had no time to pursue her—just before he could act, his eyes met the silver eyes, and a terrible mental shock ensued, and the dizziness and pain almost made him vomit. He could only jump backwards and hide behind a tree.

There is a hand. Combat effectiveness, judgment, and combat effectiveness are all very good.

Edward raised an eyebrow.

This enemy is obviously a veteran of field combat, not just a regular knight, the power of lightning in memory was obtained by Tiberius, and now it seems that the little white face is obviously a very good brainer, and the selection of personnel is more accurate, and he does not use knights in the usual sense. Instead, these wanderers who are more adept at wilderness, assassination, and reconnaissance were chosen.

But what is more annoying than this kind of person is the ability that comes from Isgandar, which seems to be able to turn people into lightning to move and attack in short distances, this kind of power...... To be honest, in Edward's opinion, it is far beyond the ability to enter the etheric realm in his hands.

If he had known that this power could be digested and controlled by himself in the near future, then Edward would not have been able to give this ability to outsiders cheaply when he said death.

However, regret can only be done occasionally, and it is unlikely to produce a useful advance for the development of the situation.

The tentacles of thought are spread out in the space of dozens of feet around it. But he couldn't accept that the enemy's thinking fluctuations were too obvious, and the other party had obviously been trained enough in terms of mental power, otherwise, it would not have been possible to do it many times. I use that ability for a long time.

What a hassle.

"Tiberius, that guy is so generous that he is willing to send you out as scouts. He spoke. And then he received a surprise on the other person's face: "Or do you think no one can deal with you?"

"Deal with the little mage, bluffing doesn't give you an advantage, I don't know how you know the name of the Legion Leader, but you know what, your every move has long been under our watch. The wanderer sneered, and didn't seem to take the opportunity to retreat: "From the moment you left the city gates, or I should praise your heads, or at least know to come and investigate in advance, before you, none of the Tumenese pigs in this city did such a thing." ”

Is this guy going to stall for time? But every move is under surveillance? Is this a lie, or is it true?

The Psychic Warlock raised his head slightly, noticing that the rain had begun to subside at some point. The momentum of the infusion suddenly turned into oblique raindrops, and the field of view of the rain became a little wider, which also made him immediately notice that in the distant trees, those figures were rushing towards them.

Well, it's chase and flight.

Ahead were the druids, who had gathered at some point, and were running in this direction through the trees, and soon appeared at the edge of the small clearing.

At the helm was Famini, or at this time, it was easiest to judge whether a person had a lot of combat experience or not—the expelled druids were obviously used to such scenes. His body shimmered with the tenacity of a bear and the power of a bull, and his skin was already a brown glow.

But behind him, the few druids who had just arrived seemed a little rusty.

As they rushed out of the space, the three of them looked around them almost identically, and then asked the people around them "Are you all right?" or something like that—it was obviously a very stupid habit, but Edward wasn't in the mood to remind them at this time.

Almost immediately, the enemy had taught them a lesson, and as soon as the third fellow had spoken, three bolts of lightning erupted from behind a crooked willow tree, whipping him like a whip. Knock them out one after another for a dozen feet and crash into a clump of trees. If it weren't for the inert layer of armor that was in the air, they would have turned to ashes in an instant.

These guys must go through at least a month of training before they can really become combatants, otherwise they will be a bunch of idiots who can lions.

Thinking hatefully, Edward raised his hand.

The turquoise sheen burst out of his fingertips, turning into a straight line! Then, in that direction, there was a soft pop of smoke. And they flew away in the rain.

There was a moment of silence in the space.

All the people who witnessed that qiē, the soldiers of the Empire, the female elves, and the few druids who had just gotten up with a moan, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and even swallowed a mouthful of saliva—in that moment, the green light reflected in their wide eyes pierced like a sharp sword, and after the flames that seemed to burn, a handful of flying ash rose up, and was absorbed by the rain curtain. However, in front of this unspectacular scene, even the bravest people couldn't help but tremble slightly at this moment.

"Dissociation!"

An Imperial man who had just escaped from the woods couldn't help but let out a whisper—he turned in mid-air and quietly gestured to his companions. Then a group of people scattered like sparrows, and a large radius turned in all directions.

But the psychic didn't even pay them a little more attention,

Even the figure that was coming out of the shadow of the trees had increased to six, enveloping the three of them. But in the eyes of the Psychmancer, these things, well, are really no different from things. What really interests him is the number of other parties.

Typically, a scout team, which is used by mercenaries, will not number more than four. Because their job is not to solve battles but to scout, and it is easy to be seen when there are more people, Edward once heard an old mercenary who had a military career say that the number of scouts used in the front line of the army is larger, but it is divided into two types, one of which is light cavalry, most of which are used as sentry horses within ten miles. The other is the infantry, but their range of vigilance can be very wide, and their responsibilities are heavier, except for reconnaissance. Characters who also need to take on the destruction and even attack small groups of enemies, usually consisting of twenty to thirty people, or simply small mercenaries.

But eight people, this number is not much and not less......

Contact the little information that the guy just revealed just now. This number does not seem to be simply due to the pursuit of digital parity between the two parties - if they are not just immersed, but follow themselves out, then it means ......

"It's a nuisance. ”

The Psychic whispered.

Then, he looked up, and his body seemed to shake a little. "Well, I'm not going to make you suffer, so you'd better say what I'm interested in, or you'll find it yourself. ”

This voice was not a vibration in the air, but sounded in the hearts of everyone, every Imperial...... Let their hearts beat a beat, and then, the wanderers' eyes widened at the same time,

The black-robed figure was still standing in place, but at some point, there was already one more person beside him—dressed in black, with a long sword in his hand, leather armor, and leather boots...... A qiē and a qiē look very familiar.

Yes, it was one of their companions, but just a moment ago, he should have been not far from him, right? But now, he was standing beside the man, and, standing with his hands down, as if he had lost consciousness, could not move!

Everyone raised their swords at the same time, not to attack, but the terrible fact that became an inexplicable pressure to do so.

And then as if to verify this pressure, something terrible happened.

The man lifted his hand and pressed it on the man who had been their companion.

Once...... That's right, at this moment, that person was no longer their companion, at least it didn't look like it was anymore.

It was as if countless hands were pulling, countless hands were folding, and the humanoid body was changing like this, and even after an instant, the thing was not qualified to be called a body at all—the hands, feet, and head were sunk into the chest, and the skin on the face stretched outward, and if I really had to describe it, it could only be said that it was a square piece of flesh. It's not a bloody limb tragedy, it's not a head and feet cut off before being inserted into the chest, the head that was called a human flesh before is not scarred or oozing a drop of blood, but it is shrinking like a huge square!

What is this ability?

"Goo... Kagu ...... Golt ...... Ka...... ............ "The flesh shook slightly, the respiratory organs were filled with flesh and blood, sooner or later he would be out of breath, but not so quickly, it was his misfortune that he could last a long time in one breath-

The army of thousands of people is moving silently in a rain curtain, neatly aligned, dull footsteps and the sound of horses' hooves mixed with the sound of rain washing, into a rumbling noise like thunder, as far as the eye can see, the hill in the rain curtain is covered with a layer of gray color, armor, helmets, cloaks, complement each other, countless flags, unfolded in the rain (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation, monthly pass,