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The soldiers who were running around wisely kept a distance of 20 feet (about 6 meters) from the little mage, but did not retreat. Because they were waiting for the moment when the spell was exhausted, that moment was the moment of revenge! This humiliation could actually be made up for by chopping it into flesh? It was necessary to torture him well! So they showed strange obscene smiles on their faces, and they gathered around the mage from a distance.

Half a minute passed.

A minute passed!

Two minutes have passed!?

The mage with the magic wand was still chasing! Colorful beams of light flashed out one after another, as if an endless number of "colorful jets" were stored inside. It's just that the mage's body is a little thinner after all, and he can't always catch up with the soldiers who are as fast as rabbits, and after running around for a few rounds, he is tired and panting, and his face is red, and he squats on the ground with colorful sprays all around to protect himself.

The soldiers began to shout to each other, "What the hell, shoot the boy with a bow and arrow." Where's the archers? As he spoke, a dozen archers arrived, quickly lined up in a neat line, and skillfully shot a row of sharp arrows.

Arrows flew like a rain of steel, and suddenly a translucent round shield about one retreat wide flashed in front of the mage out of thin air, and it nearly doubled in size in an instant, like a large dining table with a strange texture, all blocking the sharp arrows.

Dong Hezi, who was watching the excitement on the side, turned his head and asked Grimm, "Have you ever seen this kind of mage shield that can become bigger and smaller?"

Grimm shrugged and said, "See, I've never heard of it." Is it a newly researched spell?"

Dong Hezi narrowed his eyes and said, "But that mage himself is not powerful, how can he have such a strange spell?"

As he spoke, he heard the soldiers shout, "Leave him alone, go and strengthen the other team!" and immediately many people responded to him, and ran to another small caravan.

However, failure always follows.

"For love and justice!" a burly figure shouted the eerie slogan and rushed towards the restless and angry soldiers.

He was a large boy in Roman golden armor, wielding a golden one-handed sword in one hand and a round shield as long as a thigh in the other, and rushed at the howling and eager to plunder. His face was so immature that he looked no more than 16 years old, but his fierce posture was like that of a burly golden bison, stepping on the sand and dust with an astonishing sound and slamming into the enemy.

A large soldier calmly raised his tomahawk and rushed first. He had been on the battlefield for a long time, and he had already seen that the boy was a holy warrior. But the qualifications are too shallow, and the posture of raising the sword and rushing wildly to bluff the farmers who have never seen the scene is okay, but in his own eyes, it is completely full of loopholes. Especially when he was running, his body was unstable, as long as he held his first sword and used the axe technique that he had practiced hard for more than ten years, he would definitely be able to hit his left leg. Even if this paladin blessed himself with enough spells and his body was as strong as wood and stone, he would be cut down to the ground!

Cutting down on the battlefield is a life and death! Because the battlefield is completely different from the ring. In the ring, you can continue to fight even if you fall to the ground, and even use some ground martial arts to defeat your enemies by surprise. But the result of falling to the ground on the battlefield is either trampled to death by the people and horses around you, or you are swarmed by the enemy and cut into rotten meat! Although the armor is thick, it is only protected by leather armor between the upper arms, thighs, and waist and hips.

The big soldier calmly took his breath. He lunged forward seemingly rudely, but in fact he kept a small stride to adjust his speed, pace, and bearing. Calculate the rhythm of the opponent and the swing of the center of gravity with each step forward, and try to meet the enemy in the best azimuth.

The young paladin with golden light all over his body let out a bull-like roar: "For love and justice!

The big soldier sneered: "Think you can win if you rush fast?" You are so tender that it only takes two axes to cut you to the ground!

The surging golden light and the fierce axe shadow slammed together.

There was a strange sound of "chirp", and half of the body flew out diagonally with dripping and terrifying blood. "Pu" rolled over in the dust all over the ground.

The large soldier fell to the ground, looking with endless despair and horror at the lost lower half of his body, the axe that had been split in half. Suddenly I realized that it was a high-level demonic weapon! And it was at least a third-level or higher! An ordinary weapon should not have been touched!

He exhaled the last breath of life heavily, and fell to the ground completely: Finally~ Is he finally going to die? Is he dying tragically on the battlefield like those brave comrades? My wife, who has only been married for three months, is not very good-looking, but she is really a little reluctant to her. But soon there was no need to endure the damp camping tent, the beating and abuse from the superiors, the scorching sun of the cracked skin, and the daily life of worry and anger. O great god Arec, I am coming.

At this moment, he smiled.

The golden-colored sword shows its true true face with its incomparable sharpness!

It suddenly bloomed into a brilliant but not dazzling golden brilliance, like a bright soft light emitted by a torch, illuminating everything within 20 feet (about 6 meters) of its body. It is like a God-given sword of guidance, giving courage, strength, and glory.

Of course, also give death.

The golden sword slid past the second spear-wielding soldier who rushed forward, illuminating his frightened countenance. He watched as the beautiful golden sword that shone with divine light sliced through his spear and his leather armor.

Then, he cut his waist - like a thin book.

He was like the big soldier, half of his body falling into the dust with a terrible bloody light. But he struggled desperately, letting out an unbearably piercing cry as he crawled back in terror with his tired hands, leaving a long pool of blood on the ground.

The golden sword swung at the third soldier, and in his frustration he raised his copper-covered round shield to resist, even if it was a severed arm, saving a life was the most important thing.

The sword light was like a dazzling golden thunderbolt, and it slashed down on the head.

Half of the soldier's body did not fly out, because he was split alive by a sword from his left shoulder to his left thigh. His heart, split in half, twitched as he fell limp. There was no struggle, no howling, no reluctance, which was already very lucky.

In the flash of light, the three companions who rushed to the front died tragically. The surrounding soldiers immediately reacted, and they all let out a ghost-crying wolf-like sound: "That's a fifth-class demonic weapon! Don't touch it before!" and then dispersed in a hurry, letting the scene of the eagle catching the chicken play out again.

The duke in the distance looked at the chaotic and absurd scene with a gloomy face, his heart was dripping blood! Of course, he knew the power of the fifth-class demonic weapon, this kind of thing was an extremely rare weapon in the world, and even the kings of great countries were proud to have such weapons. Because the ordinary steel plate is like a thick book in front of it, it is really sharp and incomparable! Of course, such a precious weapon is very, very rare, so that some small countries will even go to war with each other to get one! And the mages have invented a spell as an alternative, and they have poured a powerful energy field into the weapon, making it reach the level of a fifth-class demonic weapon in a short time. Even so, this spell is very expensive, and there is nothing important about the family or the country, and it is generally not used lightly.

But there are actually people in the few small caravans here who have such precious weapons! Whether it is the weapon itself or the magic enhancement, it is impossible!

The young duke trembled angrily: "What the hell is going on? In a few small caravans, three or four powerful figures popped up in a while. How is this possible? Are they all the protagonists of adventure novels? Gods, what the hell is going on?"

One of the guards rushed over and persuaded: "Our soldiers have lost Yan zhòng, and now they have no morale at all. If we continue to fight, we will only lose more people!Lord Duke, quickly order a retreat and preserve our strength for the future. ”

"Withdraw?" the Duke struggled to think and thought. Although he is unwilling, it is really not cost-effective to waste his troops for a little money, and then affect the plan to fight for the throne. So he opened his mouth and scolded: "Today is considered an evil sect, could it be that the fifth-class demonic weapon has now become a cheap street commodity? Then I will buy him a hundred and kill those nobles who are in the way! Forget it! Tell them to withdraw quickly!"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a series of shrill shouts from the paladins in the distance, a few of which read: "You lackeys of the nobility! Just as they are hypocritical and incompetent, you are useless except to speak beautiful big words and pretend to be sincere and make the most hypocritical promises!

Even the young duke, who had been frustrated, suddenly heard that his heart was burning on the top of his head, and his seven orifices were full of blood smoke. Ignoring the etiquette, he scolded him: "Remove his mother, you lawless outcasts, mobs, are as cunning and greedy as jackals on the side of the road." It is useless to do anything other than shouting righteous words in your mouths and mobilizing ignorant and incompetent people to accompany you to your death! You demagogic bastards who destroy the stability of the territory are best dead! You will blast him to death with the rest of the spells for me!"

The mages quickly chanted the incantation, and red, white, and basket lights appeared in their hands, and the surging magic energy surrounded the duke, which made him feel full of confidence: "Give me any price! Use all the spells for me! I must kill that holy warrior!"

The strange sound of "Woo La" rose first, and three chains of lightning pierced the night sky like hideous silver claws, stabbing at the golden paladin.

Then three round balls of fire the size of a basin flew out, each of which resembled a large ball of red and yellow lava, with a scorching texture - a violent fireball with spell extreme effect, spell power, and spell upgrade effect at the same time was really resonant!

The last two frozen orbs rushed out of the duke's camp with a tail-like cold light, like an ice comet that suddenly appeared from the cold universe and went to destroy the enemy with extreme cold!

The three different forms of spell energy are like flying beasts, with colorful "teeth" and colorful "claws" to pounce on.

A mage shield flew out of the slash and blocked it in front of the paladin, and it unexpectedly "buzzed" and soared, and it actually became taller than a floor! It was as if a translucent dining table used by a giant protected the little paladin. But the mage shield can only defend against physical attacks and magic missiles, how can it stop those strong elemental attacks?

The chain of lightning flashed like three fierce silver snakes with their poisonous mouths wide open. Shoot onto the mage's shield.

Suddenly, a strange change occurred—the huge mage's shield was glowing with brilliant cyan light, like a beautiful and solid pale cyan round glass, which resisted the swift and furious electric snakes!

A dull roar of "lava fireballs" swooped down. They resembled substantial fiery red rolling stones, slamming into the pale cyan oversized mage shield. However, the mutant regeneration - a thicker cyan brilliance suddenly flashed on the pale cyan shield, making those intense flame energy seem to sink into the sea, and after a few bursts of fire-colored light, it completely disappeared.

Eventually, the most terrifying of the "Frozen Comets" leaped over with the terrifying Frost Tail, making a piercing sound and slamming into the dark cyan mage's shield. But they still fail - the deep** translucent round shield seems to be the surface of the sea, and no matter how much you throw into it, it will be swallowed up by a little bit!

Three intense spell energies erupted, emitting a colored sun-like glow! All of them screamed and turned to avoid the surging light and deafening roar!

Eventually, the intense light dissipated, and there was a dead silence all around.

The dark cyan shield shrank to the ground, turning into an ordinary mage shield about half a human tall, floating beside the young paladin like a living thing. And he looked at the duke with contempt.

The Duke felt a little cold, "What was that just now?" his voice trembled slightly.

A few mages said sluggishly: "It seems ~ It seems to be the effect of the rainbow light magic wall?"

The Duke didn't want to kick people this time, because he was also scared: "But~~ But how can the Rainbow Light Magic Wall be on a mage shield? And this mage shield can become bigger and smaller, and even run to other people's side?" His tone began to become stern: "Haven't you always said that the mage shield can only be added to the caster himself? How can such an effect come out now?"

A few low-level mages suddenly said anxiously: "Duke, now is not the time to investigate this matter! The rainbow light magic wall is an eighth-order arcane! If this kid really knows, then he may be a high-level mage in disguise! Even if it is not, it may be a high-level relative or student who can't be provoked! If we don't leave, we will be finished!"

The Duke gasped and shivered. That's true, otherwise how could he have encountered such a strange scene? That paladin may also have a great background, and even pretend to be frizzy?

Masa's sensitivity made him feel as if he was caught in a huge conspiracy - he had heard before that some prophetic mages who could "see" the future deliberately set up bizarre things to target themselves. Did you fall into this trap yourself?

He shouted, "Come back, let them come back quickly! It's too dangerous here, hurry back to our territory!" and then turned his horse's head, like a mouse out of its cage, and squeaked into the dark night. Leaving the same shouting and screaming low-level mages and other guards far behind.

Grimm's envious eyes never left the young mage, and he sincerely admired: "It's amazing! It's really amazing! Master, do you see it?" As he turned around, he saw that Dong Hezi was staring at the mage with his eyes squinting tightly, and there was a faint pale blue glow in his pupils.

When Dong Hezi saw Grimm look at it, the blue light in his eyes disappeared immediately, and he just coldly dropped a sentence: "Hmph." It's very powerful, but it's not him, it's the stick in his hand and the big ring on his other hand. After that, he went back to treat the wounded.

"Honey, are you really going to force that weirdo?" Marina asked, stroking the neck of the dragon while riding on the red dragon Walter, "Those two people are so weird that a single colorful spray can knock a strong soldier to the ground." And there are endless launches. And the paladin, I feel that the sword in his hand has a special power. Let's not mess with such people, let's go and see if those timid greenland spirits have taken over the crystal mine. ”

Walter let out a strange and soft "dragon laugh", as if he was afraid of being heard by the humans in the distance: "Don't be afraid, I've used the detection spell that my distant uncle taught me back and forth several times. Those two guys' own spells didn't exceed the first level at all! Their strength came entirely from the equipment on their bodies. As he spoke, a crystal clear lilac light appeared in his eyes, and he looked at the two teenagers in the distance and said, "That mage has two very good pieces of equipment on his body, one is the magic wand in his left hand, and the other is a big ring in his right hand. Isn't that ring, hehehehe, one of the masterpieces of the legendary mage Kubes?"

Marina became interested: "Is that the legendary mage who often makes strange spell tools?"

The smile on Walter's dragon face became even stronger: "Yes, I remember very clearly, a hundred years ago, when I was just an adult, I heard those old red dragons talk about the story of Kubes. It is said that he used to make many strange tools, and he had a strange temperament, and liked to give away these novel tools or mix them with ordinary magic tools and sell them deliberately in order to create a mess or farce. There's something called the Rainbow Shield! yes, it's the spell in the ring. There's also something called the 'Extreme Ice Ray Magic Wand'. It is said that it can infuse more than 2,000 polar ice rays into a special magic wand at one time! Hehehehe, isn't that magic wand that keeps releasing colorful jets like this? It must have been Master Kubes who penetrated a large number of colorful jets into it to make the 'Super Colorful Jet Magic Wand'. That's right, I see that these two stupid boys don't know where to pick up these precious things, so they run to this trade road and fool around. Hmph, do you really think you're a legendary hero?"

He continued to gush, "And the golden sword of that holy warrior, I didn't find a strong spell aura. It seems to have the effect of an anti-evil magic circle, damn it! I feel uncomfortable listening to this! I guess it's a weapon that has stabilized the holy swordsmanship, it's nothing remarkable. Well, there's also a necklace that seems to have a very strong healing effect. These two are also worth a bit of money. But the most important thing is the ring on the mage! if we can get stronger, we can make a fortune!"

Marina frowned worriedly and said, "But you can also see their strange mage shield, so many spells have not been penetrated, how can we deal with it? As long as it stops in front of those two people, ordinary spells are impenetrable! And we used up most of the spells on the battlefield today, and now there are only a few left." Or don't provoke them. It's not too late to wait until two days later, when the spell is restored, and find them. ”

Walter laughed and said, "Who knows where they've gone in a day or two? Besides, isn't it just a shield with the effect of a rainbow magic wall? I used the detection spell that my uncle taught me, and it was a 9th order spell device, but the effect was relatively novel." And no matter how powerful it is, it can't be used, because it only guards one side, and it can't be prevented later. The two of us split up, I deliberately lowered down to attract their attention from the front, and you sneaked around behind them in the night, and then made a surprise attack and used petrification to deal with them!"

Marina stuck out her tongue and said, "I don't have this kind of spell against a single target today. ”

Walter grumbled, "Why don't you prepare such an important self-defense spell, and how do you deal with some powerful spell-casting enemies?"

Marina grinned, "What are you angry about?" You said that today is mainly to clean up the people on the battlefield, so I changed the original petrification technique to an ice orb. Now there's only one left, or just use this?"

Walter was still complaining: "This spell takes a long time to cast, and the target is too obvious after flying out. So, you sneak up on them, and use your Frost Spray and Scorching Ray against them!"

Marina said disapprovingly, "But I'm afraid that as soon as I cast a spell, I will be detected by that strange spell shield and resist it." ”

Walter laughed and said, "That's not easy, let's match, I'll attract that shield with a strong spit, and then you'll burn him from behind! Then I'll freeze the paladin to death with a frost spray!

"Good idea! sure enough!" Marina kissed the thick dragon's neck happily. Walter flapped his wings happily and swooped down in the howling winds.

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