Not only did I successfully complete the task assigned by Erica Konstantin, but I was able to come back alive...... Seeing that I could escape the pursuit of the coalition forces, Duncan secretly rejoiced, thinking: as long as I escape back to the battlefield, with my own flying experience and combat experience, those rookie griffin knights will not even want to catch me...... Escaping back to the center of the battlefield is tantamount to escaping...... I can......

The griffon flapped its wings for the first time to escape from the encirclement of the Western Alliance......

A javelin roared with a golden fighting spirit......

Duncan heard the whistling of the javelin, his face changed dramatically, and he tugged at the reins in an attempt to make the griffon roll on its side......

The griffon crooked its neck and let out a painful wail......

The golden javelin was getting closer, and the sharp arrows had pierced the griffin's brown down feathers......

"Get out of the way!" Duncan's voice sounded twenty years older in an instant. At this moment, he has no way to retreat. There was an open space ahead, and there were many chasing soldiers in the rear, and there was no place for the world to reach the ground...... "Isn't there a place for me when the world is so big?" Duncan closed his eyes helplessly.

There was a sharp tremor from the sturdy griffin under the crotch, the sky and the earth hung upside down, and the feeling of weightlessness came to mind. Duncan opened his eyes curiously and wondered: Who threw this javelin? Just below his head, the Allied Griffin Knight, who had been shot by him with an arrow and kicked the griffin, closed his eyes with a smile.

Arroyo Constantine...... My old fellow...... Duncan's old face full of "furrows" stretched out serenely. "Erica has really grown up and may be able to become a national salvation hero like you. He said without a word, "Tall." The face is so beautiful, and her mother is so similar...... And magically no less than your son, her father. Arroyo...... My old man......"

Duncan took a long breath of the cloudy heat on the battlefield and said, "Erica is a good girl, and there really isn't much to pick on except that she doesn't have a boyfriend at that age." It doesn't matter, I'm coming soon, I'll tell you about the changes of your granddaughter over the years and her performance in the Xuanqing Righteous Army. Yes, she will be the next you, no! she will definitely be a better magician than you in the future......"

The Magic Crystal Cannon Position of the Xuanqing Rebels.

Erica held a hand and stood dangling in the air. Beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down the side of her face one by one. Leaving behind a trail of filth. At this moment, Erica, who loves cleanliness, no longer has the extra mental energy to keep her skin clean, and lets the flying sand and dust lap on her white skin.

"There are flaws everywhere...... Roculodle snorted coldly, "you are Arroyo Constantine's granddaughter, Erica Constantine, then go and meet your grandfather!" Roculodle's voice came from all directions. It's hard to discern the direction.

His voice had just fallen. "Exploding Head" Bill and the sorceress got up again. Unleash two low-level spells on Erica.

Erica stared at her comrades, colleagues, and friends below, staring at the five-colored light emanating from their hands...... Suddenly, my vision blurred. "Oops...... I can't drag it anymore, and if I drag it any longer, I might have a hard time even getting up...... I'm still going to accept the map from Uncle Duncan, and I'm going to shoot the Crystal Cannon......" Erica gritted her teeth. Struggled to raise his hand and wave his wand.

Roculodel hid himself in the shadow of a bush, stared at Erica with cold eyes and thought: It's almost there, but you have to be careful. Erica, what would you do in the face of a friend's attack? I admit that you are a genius, a strong opponent, but your strength is bound by a boring emotion called friendship, so you are not terrible and cannot win this battle, this war. Because war does not require emotion. Come on, Erica, let me see your options!

Erica raised her wand with a trembling hand, pointing at the blurred shadow in front of her, her lips trembling rapidly, as if she was muttering a spell. Now she is so weak that it is so difficult to even open her eyes, and her swaying body looks like she is about to fall down at any time.

"As long as she's moving, I can't get out...... Because only the dead are safe. Roculodel pinched his glittering dagger and said, "Kill him...... Bill!"

Erica's wand flickered red, as if preparing an extremely powerful spell.

"What do you think is the time now?" and you still want to sing slowly?" Roculodel pouted disapprovingly, "I think you can't do it, right? Even if the person on the other side wants to take your life...... Erica Constantine, is this your choice?"

Bill looked up and stared at Erica with empty eyes, faithfully fulfilling Roculodle's orders. The blue light pierced Erica's chest, and the bright red blood slid down the crystal clear ice sword.

"Ah...... Uh......" Erica let out a hard roar in her throat, and her weak body involuntarily fell forward.

"That's the rhythm. A sinister smile appeared on Roculodle's face, "Let's make sure, is she dead?"

The sorceress took two steps forward, came to Erica, bent down and touched her carotid artery, and then said in a mechanical voice, "Not dead yet, but the artery beats very weakly, and it is estimated that it will not last more than ten minutes." ”

"Good!" Roculodel emerged from the shadows. Suddenly, Erica's communication brazier in the center of the field ignited a pale green flame, and a map covered in red symbols jumped out of it.

With a flick of his wrist, Roculodel threw a short mark at the communications brazier, with a wire so thin that it was almost impossible to read.

The stub knocked over the brazier, and the wire wrapped around the map, and Roculodel looked around cautiously before slowly retracting the wire. "It's ...... General Bernard Blair must be informed immediately. After looking at the map, Roculodel immediately realized the gravity of the situation and the real horror of the new magic crystal cannon, "Even if you sacrifice a lot of griffon knights, let them parachute three mages over." As he spoke, Roculodel took out his communication brazier and lit it, then he glanced at Erica warily. Seeing Erica's face pale and her breathing weak, lying motionless in a pool of blood, he exhaled with relief.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the Stalker's sixth sense tells Roculodel that danger is coming, and he drops the communication brazier and rolls sideways to the side. I saw three sharp stalagmites erected in the place where he had been before.

The sorceress pursed her lips and muttered, "You avoided such a hidden stone piercing. ”

"You ......" Roculodel stared at them incredulously, the glittering dagger reappearing in his hand.

"Destruction Light Level 5!" Erica's weak voice rang in Roculodel's ears, and he panicked when he had always been calm and calm. He squeezed his feet and ran as fast as he could into the bushes not far away.

"Water Ripple Blade Dance Level 5!" Bill spoke, and countless curtains of water fell from the sky, leaving bottomless cracks in the yellow-brown earth.

Although the shadows of the bushes were close at hand, it was too late, and the dark red light enveloped it.

In an instant, Roculodel's head, hands, and feet separated from his torso, and before he died, he kept asking himself with the only remaining consciousness: "Why is Erica still awake?Why can she still release such powerful magic?Why will they get out of my control at this time?...... What is it?Unfortunately, he will never hear the answer.

"For what?" Erica struggled to her feet, reaching out to grasp the ice sword that was stuck in her chest, "Your ghost-sound puppeting technique has long been interrupted by my Gombhala horn. And do you really think I'm going to be stupid enough to cast a spell in the light of my face while fighting the Stalker? That's me telekinesis pulling out the steel needle you stuck in the back of my teammate's head!"

"Erica, don't move! Lie down first. Don't touch that ice sword...... While it has caused near-fatal wounds, it has also frozen your wounds. If it is disturbed, the consequences will be unimaginable. Seeing this, Bill immediately stepped forward and hugged Erica and said, "The medical team will be here in a minute." ”

Erica nodded in thanks.

"You're really good at trying to get it! If it weren't for Bill's sword power and direction, you'd have gone to hell a long time ago. The sorceress took out a bottle of Gulliver's universal antidote and a jar of advanced life ointment and handed it to Erica and said, "But I didn't expect you to be able to hear and understand the control sound of the Stalker's ghost sound puppetry, it's yours." ”

"Where can I hear and understand? Erica smiled and said, "It's just telekinesis to feel the vibrations of the air." The Ghost Sound Golem is designed to use the steel needle stuck in the back of your head to receive the special sound waves emitted by the stalker. I've seen a lot of this trick in the Ultimate Fighter League. Many Stalkers in the Ultimate Fighter League take control of their opponents with this move, and then have them signal to the referee to surrender in order to win the match. ”

"And such a thing?" said Bill, surprised, "how shameful." ”

"That's fighting, winning is king. If you lose, it's nothing. Suddenly, Erica remembered something important, "By the way, the communication brazier...... Go and see, is the map here?"

"Map?" asked Bill and the sorceress, both in unison.

"A map of the supply stations of the Allied Griffin Knights sent by Uncle Duncan. That's the key to our success. As she spoke, Erica looked up at the yellow sand sky.

The battle between the Coalition Stalkers and the mages of the Xuanqing Rebels is over. When the coalition stalkers saw that their captain had been killed, they immediately absconded in the shadows. The magicians of the Xuanqing Righteous Army were exhausted and unable to catch up, so they could only let it go. All that was left was a patch of blood and dozens of mutilated corpses.

"It's miserable......" Trinity shook her head unbearably.

Chamberlain frowned and said, "If this is really miserable, when you go to the front, what words should you use to express your feelings?" (To be continued......)