The thief backs away to avoid the rain, but he can see the enchantment surrounded by flames and water.

Demon-sealing items can only be used if they are close to each other, and in the event of a failed assassination, find a way to destroy the magic barrier first.

The Assassin reached out and touched the Scarlet Bone Ring, pulling out a black cloak of immunity and preparing to drape it over his body.

Mussell pressed down with his staff, and the scattered and hot rain condensed multiple water arrows, staggering left and right to shoot at the assassin's wrist.

The cloak was knocked away by water arrows, and the Shadowwalker crept up behind Musel like maggots with bones.

Orn slammed his staff into the ground, and the rain heated up again, as a flaming boulder rose to the ground, triggering a sharp knife to stab the Shadowwalker in the abdomen.

The solid stones attached to the flames rose one after another, and the hot rain melted the coat, striking the body until it was more painful than the lava burning, and clear white smoke bloomed on the flesh and skin, and the memories of the illusion could also feel the pain.

Avoiding the stone of flame piercing through his abdomen, the Shadowwalker twisted like a snake and continued to follow the shadows eerily to Musel.

Isidore closed his eyes and whispered, so that the pure power of light also melted into the rain, and the auxiliary flames were more sacred.

If you can't clear the feather of light, you won't continue to expose yourself too much.

The thief is good at observing the terrain, standing silently at the corner where the shadow meets the light, letting the light feather on his body be obscured by the light, hiding in the dark place and taking out the short crossbow, quickly assembling the quenched crossbow arrow, and then aiming at Orn, Musel and Isidore in turn, and releasing it directly without aiming.

The special crossbow bolts were silent as they flew, and as the tip of the arrow was about to pierce the flesh, Isidore slowly opened his eyes.

Chapter 590

Isidore opened his eyes, and with a whisper of a chanting and chanting, the light on his forehead transformed into a pale gold, eye-like holy streak.

The crest rotated with Isidore's will, spreading left and right into the phantom wings of a pair of cherubs. The thief's body suddenly stiffened, and holy light jumped around his body, simulating thunder in the rain, paralyzing the thief's body and unable to move, his consciousness was restrained, and he passively repented of his sins in the divine light with tears in his eyes.

The thieves have lost their will to fight, and Isidore is slightly sideways, and the eye of light on his forehead searches the air, chasing the enemies marked by the Feather of Light.

The Shadowwalkers and Assassins endured the pain of the scorching rain and walked in the shadows to escape the Light, but the feathers of light on their bodies were so striking that they could be seen by Orn and Mussel.

Orn raised his staff slightly, retracting the flames and sucking away the falling rain and the temperature of the environment, and the scorching temperature without flames plummeted.

The icy rain was raging, and the tide swept the Assassins and Shadowwalkers out of the darkness. The heat of the lava was pulled away, and even the body temperature was cold, and even the hair and eyebrows were frozen by the frost, making it impossible to see.

The alternating heat and cold swelled his body, and Mussel's eyes chased after the Assassin and the Shadowwalker, and as he groaned, a light blue magic circle appeared at the same time.

"The water is my will, condensed into ice—the embrace of frost."

With a cold whisper, the water slammed the Assassin and the Shadowwalker to the ground. Musel tapped his staff into the air, and a large amount of frost immediately poured out of the magic array, condensing into solid ice and freezing the two 'people'.

The Thieves, Assassins, and Shadowwalkers were inactive, and Mussell kept his magic unleashed and controlled, looking sideways at Orn with the blessed Isidore.

The Blessing of Light increases the speed and power of mana condensation, making Orn's magic even more powerful.

Under the blessing of the Holy Light, Orn raised the staff in his hand above his head, and the red magic circle condensed at the tip of the staff, and then a scorching flame transformed into a bird in the center of the magic circle, and swallowed the thieves, assassins, and shadow walkers who could not resist at the same time.

In the midst of endless flames and torrential rain, the bodies of the three defeated trio shattered and flew into Orn's map in the form of a large ball of light.

Feel the danger wave disappear, and the slow magic of Musel and Isidore is released.

I thought I would have to go through a hard battle, but I didn't expect the process to be very smooth, but there was still some running-in. Horn and Muser knew each other's abilities and didn't relax with the victory in their dreams, both of them knowing that it was because of Isidore's presence.

Without Isidore's sign of the Light, and those preparations before the war...... With mental perception alone, it is difficult to guard against sneak attacks by thieves, assassins, and Shadowwalkers.

Orn thanked Isidore with his jaw, nodded to Mussell as well, and then held the map in the air in his palm, and whispered to Mussell and Isidore: "After killing them, I got three hundred points, which can be used to exchange discounts when trading goods in the dungeon, and the points can be used to reduce the price of some goods, and the points can be given or traded at will." ”

Orn didn't hesitate or pause, and after the words fell, he tapped his finger on the map, "Let's defeat three enemies together, and we'll divide these points equally." ”

Split the shimmer where Orn's fingertips touched, and the integrating orbs entered Mussell and Isidore's maps, respectively.

"The rules in the dream game have been changed, so that we don't have to fight our teammates in real life, we just need to kill the memories and illusions that Mr. Frankino has provided." Mussell caught the glimmer, "I don't know what can be traded yet, and it must not be a bad thing to collect more points." ”

Although Isidore felt that he didn't need the points, he did not refuse Orn's allocation, and when he heard Mussell say this, he immediately understood his thoughts, and replied in a calm whisper: "I will be with you." ”

"That's what I thought, too." Orn looked down at the red dot in front of the map, "Charles must not have dealt with the necromancer yet, let's go help them now." ”

Isidore Raising Staff creates feathers of light, allowing them to move more agittly and briskly.

Together with Arroline, Frankino and Arolen, with the support of Alexis, Loris, and others, follow the markers of the map, join forces to destroy fantasy memories more easily when they need help, and 'assist' their companions to earn more points.

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The clear sky was darkened by the condensation of the Gate of the Dead, and there was a gray ghost screaming in the black clouds.

The skeleton of the Howling Tiger ran into the air, and the undead magic that devoured its flesh and blood had fused with it, and gray tentacles resembling sea anemones emerged from the cracks in the bones, more like monsters parasitic on the Howling Tiger. Charles provoked the air gun to pick away the poisonous needle shot at him, but the needle shot at the tip of the scorpion's tail dissolved the air current, and the venom easily pierced through the storm.

At the same time, the Howling Tiger had raised its front paws, the tips of which were reaching for Charles' throat. The anemone-like parasitic spirits surged in the wind, the tips of each tentacle cracking through the slits, revealing two rows of sharp spur-like fangs.

The Undead Knight raised his bone gun and aimed at Charles, who had turned into a flowing wind in the air to avoid multiple attacks.

The undead lich raised the bone stick in his hand, and the door connecting the dream to the 'underworld' was about to open, and the banshee's wail was already heard.

Sidney turned his head to Astor and asked, "Need help?" ”

"Not for now, Charles will speak up when he really needs help. In a battle of the same level, the Wind will protect him from damage. ”

Astor whispered in response with his right hand on his staff, and Wind Control imagined a spear hanging behind his back, creating an air elemental dragon at the same time.

Standing on the dragon's back, Astor swung his staff at himself and Sidney to speed up the light wind, "Just do as he says, let's stop the undead lich and the undead knight." Although Charles is not a summoner, he can summon a lot of wind elementals. ”

The storm condensed dragon raised its head and groaned, spitting dragon breath at the undead knight to stop him from throwing his spear, and then flapped his back wings under the guidance of Astor to push the flowing wind to make himself fly faster towards the undead knight.

Sidney whispered, and the staff conjured up several water elemental butterflies, gently lifting him from the back, and lightly grabbed Sidney and flew towards the necromancer.

The poison needle corroded the storm, and Charles threw the wind gun at the Wind Howling Tiger again, and then stepped lightly on his toes, his hair flying behind him, his robe turning into mist, his body no longer real, and his body shattered into the wind.

Charles elementalized himself, moving faster than the wind, and avoiding the speed of the poison needle with ease.

The Toothed Iron Ant King has fully emerged from the summoning array, with a huge and terrifying body, but the head is strangely small, with a total length of ten meters from neck to abdomen and tail, and a width of two meters on the back, similar to a mutated giant ant. The whole body is covered with a layer of gray steel armor, with small thin spines on the back, knife-like wings and short legs on both sides, a pair of exaggerated slender antennae on the top of the head, and two pairs of giant sickle-like pincers on the mouthparts.

The toothed iron king's useless and photophobic eyes have been gouged out, and perception is all at the behest of his antennae and Tebaru.

Seeing Charles, who had incarnated as the elemental body of the Flowing Wind, Tebaru 'thought' and then took out two summoning gems from his body, and walked to the back of the Toothed Iron Ant King at will to sit down, and at the same time remotely guided the actions of the Wind Howling Tiger, allowing it to avoid the Wind Gun and continue to interfere with Charles, leaving him enough time to summon.

The undead lich and undead knight's attack suffered, and they abandoned attacking Charles.

The lich lowered the bone wand in his hand, and the ground in front of him suddenly cracked, and two skeleton mages with skulls in their hands crawled out.

The skeleton mage raised the skeleton in his hand, the green soul fire in his eyes fluttering, and the dark green flames condensed in front of him, transforming into a shield to block the front of Storm Dragon's Breath.

The air suddenly became humid, and the moisture was cloudy and heavy.

The Undead Knight wanted to raise the bone spear, and the water mist attached the sluggishness technique. Thin droplets of water crawled all over the armor and bones without slipping, as if a weight was pressing down, slowing the Undead Knight's hand to raise his hand.

The storm-condensed dragon breathed dragon breath, and the swirling storm blade churned the flame shield. Astor raised the staff in his right hand, compressed the storm to the middle and broke the skeleton mage's shield, and rode on the dragon's back with his gun in his left hand.

The storm blew away the flames, and the lich's wrists and feet lashed to the ground, and several illusory banshees flew out of the door of the dead.

The banshees reached out and pinched their illusory throats, their blood-colored eyes full of resentment and curse, their gray skirts rising and falling violently, their throats and heads rising as if they were being tortured, and all of them wailed and screamed as if they were crying blood.

The screeches of the banshees' undulating screeches were substantial, pushing away layers of blood-colored ripples in the air, causing severe pain in nerves and skulls, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

As the sound spread, Tebaru lowered his head and spat out a breath of wind at his fingertips, destroying his hearing for the time being, making it impossible for him or the contract beast to hear the sound.

Even though Charles had transformed into a storm, the sound waves still affected him.

Charles adjusted his body lightly in the air, ignoring the Wind Howling Tiger chasing him, and spun around the sky above the Toothed Iron Ant King, looking for an opportunity to kill Tebaru directly.

The Toothed Iron Ant King's defense is very strong, but his actions are not agile enough, and even the Wind Howling Tiger can't chase Charles at this moment. The Toothed Iron Ant King could only barely distinguish the direction of Charles's movements, and even the poisonous scorpion could not be targeted.

Tebaru also couldn't see Charles's full movements, and could only see illusory storm illusions, the storm of sharp blades could cut fragile bones and throats at any time, just wait for an opportunity to come.

Tebaru, who had a certain amount of 'wisdom', stopped summoning and looked for and waited for Charles to be tired. Charles has been ostensibly procrastinating with Terbaru, but has actually split more 'real' and almost identical phantoms of the wind to himself at the moment.

Sidney looked up at the sky, making sure that Charles was in a safe position, and used his magic to create multiple transparent bubbles that surrounded himself and Aster's ears, experienced in keeping out the shrill screams of the Banshee's howls.

The transparent bubbles only blocked the banshee's screams, and did not prevent Astor from hearing other sounds.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Sidney."

Yaster's pain was relieved, and he bowed his head and thanked Sidney beside him.

Unlike Charles, who can fully transform into a flowing wind, he can rely on speed to avoid the erosion of sound, and the witch's scream greatly affects Aster's nerves.

Under Sidney's magical protection, the banshee's wails and screams were no longer able to harm Astor.

"I only have some knowledge of their information, and the dreams are not full of fear, which is not their true strength. In reality, my magic doesn't work at all, and it takes pure light to sanction the evil undead, and even more dangerous, the undead lich. ”

Sidney holds his staff in his left hand and holds up his map in the palm of his right hand, "The rules of the game have been changed, and someone is approaching us at the moment......"

Sidney looked at Astor and spoke to him and Charles at the same time, "I'm not an offensive mage, magic is more about control and defense. I have roughly confirmed the situation at this moment, even if His Highness Charles can defeat Tebaru, the three of us will not be able to match the lich, and his Plaguebird Legion will be too much to suppress us. ”

"A new sign for help has been added to the map." Sidney slowed down, "Need help?" ”

It was clear that victory was in sight, but relying on the strength of the three of them alone, the situation at the moment was too unfavorable for them.

If time drags on, the situation will only be more difficult to deal with when the Lich's Plaguebird Legion arrives in its entirety.

What's more, the undead knights and lichs have barely really made a move.

Charles and Astor don't like to lose, but in this case, the three of them really can't win...... When the Lich's undead legion is fully summoned, it will not be easy to have Isidore's assistance at that time.

Whether it's Tebaru's summoned beasts or the Lich's scourge legion, points are only awarded for solving their owners. The point is that if they are killed by the lich in the end, Charles and the others will also be forced to quit the dream game.

Yaster let out a low breath, "I'm not strong enough. ”

They can continue, but they can't implicate their teammates because of themselves.

"We need help." Charles didn't hesitate for long, "At least we have to deal with Tebaru first, and try our best to kill the Undead Knight, we can't do without points." ”

You can admit that your strength is insufficient, but you can't do nothing.

"Mr. Sidney." Astor looked up at the sky, "Please cooperate with me." ”

Astor: "Let's go with Charles and don't stop attacking the Lich." ”

The Storm Dragon lowered its head and spread its illusory Wind Dragon wings. Sidney walked on the dragon's back with a staff, raised the tip of the staff to control the flow of water in the air, and held up the map in his left hand, ready to ask for help at any time.

Astor swung his staff and drew out an invisible wind current, condensing into a long whip and a multi-faceted wind net, and pursued it in the opposite direction towards Tebaru.

The Toothed Iron Ant King raised his blade-like iron wings to defend and destroy the wind net that Astor had condensed.

Tebaru's fingers pinched the three summoning gems at the same time, and as he ignored the danger and prepared to summon the beast, the water suddenly condensed into a rope and grabbed Tebaru's throat, and he yanked behind him with all his might, intending to tear him from the back of the Toothed Iron Ant King to the ground.

The Howling Tiger changed the direction of his attack and saw Tebaru under siege, and the undead lich only symbolically raised his staff, summoning a number of undead plague snakes with rickety bodies and snake heads and half human chests, and python tails beneath their broken abdomen.

The undead plague snake wriggled an extra spine on its back, and with great force, it squeezed the butterfly bone and sprayed droplet-shaped poison and concentrated liquid from the internal organs of its severed abdomen, mixing it into the wind and spreading and eroding towards the storm dragon and the astor and sidney on its back.

The Storm Dragon flew into the sky, and Astor swept across with his staff, maintaining the encirclement of the wind net, forcing Tebaru to reveal his flaws. Sidney had already taken precautions when the undead plague snake appeared, and countless foams floating in the air condensed into a huge drop of water, enveloping the poison of the undead plague snake in all directions, and guiding the attack of the undead plague snake to fight back against the body of the wind whistling tiger.