After a hard battle, all three of them were exhausted.

Among them, Dick's state is the worst, he is facing a black-clothed leader whose fighting spirit is a full five levels higher than himself, although the two have only fought against each other and recited a spell, although Landas came to the rescue in time, although he has trained hard for more than half a month before the game, he has integrated many demon fighting skills into his swordsmanship, but he is still seriously injured.

The tiger's mouth on both hands had completely cracked, and the blood was flowing incessantly, and at the same time, blood was constantly spilling from the mouth and nose, which was a sign of serious internal injury. Moreover, the magic of the "Netherworld Dragon King" consumed a lot of his magic and mental power.

McFarlane was also very embarrassed, and there were many colors on his body, and the originally flowing gold found that it was stained with dirt and filth, and turned into a lump of pieces, and it was wet with sweat and all stuck to his forehead.

Only Landas was in a better situation, because he was responsible for facing two mages, and the second wind mage's summoning wind dragon was bitten by Dick's Nether Dragonlord. Therefore, he was not injured, and his condition was the most haode of the three.

The three of them immediately began to rest in place, the elves deserved to be the darlings of nature, Landas easily found the herbs to treat Dick and McFarlane's injuries from the surroundings, and after the two of them applied them externally or internally, they sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recuperate, and Landas was responsible for standing guard to protect their safety.

Dick's space bag had a lot of food in it, so they didn't have to separate people to find it.

Time passes imperceptibly. By the time dusk came, McFarlane had recovered from his injuries and began to take turns standing guard with Landas. Dick's injuries were much more severe, and it wasn't until three days later that he fully recovered.

On the vast green grassland, a slight wind blew, blowing the robes of the three people marching in the grassland.

At the head of the procession was a young woman in a moon-white robe, with long curly blond hair, blue eyes as deep as the sea, a small, straight nose and rounded lips. This is a beautiful woman who meets the criteria of a lover in anyone's dreams. In her right hand, she held a metal staff more than a person tall, the head of the staff was a crescent moon, and the staff shone with a faint milky white light all over.

Behind the woman, there were two young men, one tall and mighty, full of explosive muscles, his brown hair scattered like straw in front of his forehead and the back of his head, and he held a double-edged axe in his right hand.

The other man was slender and well-proportioned, with short blue hair, neatly trimmed bangs, and beautiful lilac eyes, and he also held a magic wand.

Suddenly, all three of them turned their heads in the same direction as if they had sensed something, and in that direction, a black figure was speeding towards this direction.

This black figure is the black-clad leader who fought with Dick and the others. At this moment, his mood can be described as extremely bad, although he escaped from the hands of Dick and the three, but the task ordered by Bixia was completely messed up, he couldn't imagine what kind of punishment was waiting for him after he went back, and whether his boss could save himself? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but worry.

At this time, three people appeared in front of him, and the tall and mighty strong man actually shouted at him: "zhanzhu, the boy in black, do you hand it over yourself, or do you want us to do it?"

The black-clothed leader laughed angrily, and the scimitar at his waist had already been sheathed. His eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and the majestic dark fighting qi on his body was also soaring and jumping like flames.

Seeing the dark fighting spirit on his body, the beautiful girl in the moon-white robe frowned slightly, and then sighed softly: "Poor man, God has given you glory, but you have abandoned it to darkness. ”

It was just a soft mutter, but it was very clear that it reached the ears of the black-clothed leader. And every time the girl spit out a word, the voice in the ears of the black-clothed leader became louder, and when she arrived at Zuihou, it seemed that only the magnificent words were left in the whole world.

"In the name of God, the light will drive out the darkness. ”

A milky white light fell from the sky, enveloping the body of the black-clothed leader, the black-clothed leader let out a painful moan, and the dark fighting energy on his body was being expelled little by little until it disappeared.

The girl lifted her slender feet lightly and took a slight step forward, but the sound of the footsteps sounded like thunder in the ears of the black-clothed leader, deafening!

"In the name of God, lost souls will rest in the light!"

The light that shrouded the black-clothed leader became brighter and brighter, and when he arrived at Zuihou, it was as bright as the sun, making it impossible for people to look at it!

"Prophecy ......" At the moment before his consciousness faded, such a thought flashed through the mind of the black-clothed leader.

"By the way, McFarlane, our dean gave us a document to introduce the young generation of powerhouses in the mainland before we left, do you have similar information in your hands?" It was a torrential rain outside, lightning and thunder, and the three of Dick were hiding in a cave to avoid the rain, Dick suddenly remembered this question, so he asked Macfarlane.

"Yes, but I'm in the way, so I've already thrown it away. McFarlane replied.

"What, throw it, how can something so important be thrown?" exclaimed Dick.

"Boss, not everyone has a personal space like you," McFarlane said disapprovingly, "and I've got the most important people in there." ”

"Who's there? Tell me about it. Dick was suddenly interested, and he asked hurriedly.

"Elizabeth of the Light Holy See of the Empire of Hughes, Ron of the Faun Empire, and Gold of the Miró Empire. McFarlane snapped his fingers.

Macfarlane had the same opinion as Dick, who had paid special attention to the three men.

"Which of the three, do you think, is the most threatening?" asked Dick again.

"It should be that stinky woman from the Holy See of Light," McFarlane frowned and muttered for a moment, "She's the Divine Descendant of the Lord of Light, and her prophecy is the most difficult spell to deal with, and it has a certain connection to your time magic, and she must be accompanied by Quillat and Murphy." ”

Divine séances are also a type of magician, and unlike ordinary magicians, they do not borrow the magic element liliang between heaven and earth like elemental mages, nor do they borrow liliang of laws like space-time mages, they borrow the liliang of the gods they believe in.

At this moment, the survival match has been going on for the twenty-third day. The points of the three have exceeded 1,000, and Dick has the highest points among the three, after all, he is the latest to join the team, and he has been hunting alone before, so he naturally gets more points than the two who formed a team.

Facing the test of battle all the time in the survival match, this also maximizes the potential of the three of them, and Dick unabashedly shares the divine grace potion in his space bag with the two partners. Therefore, in the past 20 days, everyone's strength has improved.

Dick broke through to the third-level magician and warrior on the fourteenth day of the survival match, and McFarlane broke through to the fourth-level magician and warrior on the seventeenth day.

Suddenly, Dick, McFarland, and Landas all had a strange light in their eyes, and then all three of them took out their metal cards and looked at them, because just now, the metal cards were hot! This is an extremely familiar feeling, every time you defeat a Warcraft, Elemental Golem or other contestants, the metal cards will heat up, which means that the points will rise.

But nothing happened just now, and everyone took out the metal card to check and found no increase in points, which is a bit abnormal.

"What's going on?" asked Dick and Landath at about the same time.

Only McFarlane muttered on the side, and he said slowly: "In addition to the increase in points, there is only one possibility for this metal card to heat up." ”

"What is possible?" Dean Weishenme didn't tell me that?" Dick frowned.

"Your dean didn't tell you because your strength was too weak, and no one actually told me, and I heard it by accident. McFarland said, "This metal plate is hot at this time, which means that the guy with the highest points in the current survival game is near us!"

"I think it's worth the fight," McFarlane then added, "What do you think?"

"I don't care, listen to you," Elf Landas was easy-going.

"Dick!" both looked at the young man sitting in the corner of the cavern, frowning and contemplative.

Dick pondered for a while, and finally said, "I didn't plan to be the runner-up when I came to this survival competition, fight!"

The three teenagers then braved the heavy rain to get out of the cave.

The torrential rain is like a note, as if hanging layers of bead curtains between heaven and earth. The rain hit the branches, the blades of grass, and the rocks, stirring up a splash.

However, even the sound of the torrential rain could not hide the sound of battle in the distance, and the three of them looked at each other, could it be that someone had already exchanged hands with the person with the highest points?

Immediately, the three of them rushed in the direction where the sound of battle came from in the torrential rain. All the way to a wood.

In the woods, under the torrential rain, two figures are fighting together with swords in hand, and under the rain curtain like a beaded curtain, the three of them have to keep their eyes open hard to see the details of the battle, which seems to be a contest between warriors. Because the battlefield is full of vertical and horizontal fighting spirit, but there is no fluctuation of magic elements. Because the distance was too far, and there was a rain curtain separating them, and the two were fighting, they couldn't see the faces of both sides clearly.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, and one of the combatants flew upside down, smashing several rows of trees before he stopped, and the blood in his mouth and nose was washed away by the pouring rain as soon as it spilled.

At this time, the two people who were fighting were divided between the winners and the losers, and Dick could barely see their faces, the defeated was a figure mentioned in the information given to him by Dean Sarneo, who had the level of fighting spirit of a seventh-level warrior. And the victor is none other than the person the three of them were still discussing just now, the contestant of the Theseus Empire, the ninth-level warrior of the earth-attribute vindictiveness, Ron Isaac!

Ron's tall and burly build, with knotted muscles and a square face, his knife-like face exudes a sense of determination and confidence, and the stubble on his face adds a bit of masculinity to him.

He held a war hammer in each hand, the war hammer in his left hand was red, and the rain fell near it and was immediately steamed into a mist of water, and the war hammer in his right hand shone white, exuding a biting cold, and the rain dripping on the hammer turned into frost. Although these two weapons did not match his fighting attributes, no one would doubt the power of this pair of warhammers in his hands.

"Who's over there, don't be sneaky, come out for me!" Ron suddenly turned his gaze to where the three Dick were, and the rumbling rainstorm could barely hide his loud shouts.

Dick and the three had no choice but to step forward and confront Ron through the rain.

"Who should I be? It's a couple of little hairy kids, do you want to win the survival game too? Then you might as well go together!" Ron said confidently and arrogantly.

"Of all the decisions that Mr. Ron has made in his life, this is probably the most outrageously wrong. Dick chuckled and stepped forward, McFarlane and Landas close to him.