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The sun was gathering on this shore at this moment, and the pirates quickly arrived on the shore, and hundreds of people came down from the ship, which was a little too much!

They felt a little strange in front of the fearless six people standing opposite the sea breeze, they should be able to run away in theory, and they had even seen people who would leave their relatives behind. However, at this time, there were six people who dared to face them, and it was as solemn as a declaration of war.

Like, it was indeed a declaration of war.

Among the pirates, a man with a big beer belly walked out, dressed in grace and full of gold, looking like the pirate leader, and the two sturdy ironclad guards standing next to him also looked a little funny.

"What are you going to do?" the regimental commander asked them very calmly.

"Isn't that what we're supposed to ask?" said Győr smiling at the tank, getting a haughty shrug from the tank.

"Boy, isn't your tone small, don't you see how many people Lao Tzu has?" the man stretched out his two arms, flaunted his people, and continued, "You dare to stop me from being a four-star sea king!"

"Four-Star Sea King, I haven't heard of it, but I'm going to let you remember the 'Feather of the Sin Demon' forever today!" As soon as the words fell, a large flag hung behind the six people and spread in the air, and the black phoenix swayed arrogantly in the air.

The man was furious all of a sudden, shouted "up", and the two people around him rushed forward. The sound of stomping on the ground was really terrifying, but because of the iron armor, the speed of the two of them was obviously much slower.

Jer's palms were pointed at the two of them, and he said, "Flame Break, Extinguish!"

There was an explosion of "bang", and the two flew out at a faster speed, falling to the ground in the distance, and there were two loud bangs.

The pirates were probably a little shocked, and some of them shouted unconsciously, but they didn't expect to meet the real magician. One of them shouted: "Boss, they are magicians!" and the "boss" who learned of this situation also seemed to be a little panicked, and did not speak wildly, but judging from his expression, he did not give in to the attitude.

A second explosion ensued, and a sailboat on the far left burst into flames, and another pirate jumped into the sea and appeared on the shore drenched. Then Győr mercilessly detonated the ship on the other side, and then became proud, as if he had done something solemn and magnificent. At this time, Dora stopped him, she just felt that it was not entirely moral.

But the boss of the other party was not angry or afraid at all, and stood there watching everything "happen for no reason". The crowd surged without rules, and gradually squeezed out a few people who didn't look like ordinary people.

"I knew that the 'Four-Star Sea King' would not be without a magician. Tank whispered to the group.

I didn't expect there to be so many, and they were gradually surrounded in a circle of dozens of people. To be on the safe side, the six people also formed a small circle, each facing six directions.

"Don't act rashly until you know their strength!" Dora was obviously much more steady this time, focusing on the movements of those on her side, and a flute was conjured in her hand. Everyone else was magically ready to observe each other.

The "boss" with a hideous face and a scar appeared in the circle, presumably also a magician. He said viciously: "There is a price to be paid for standing in the way of Lao Tzu!"

Jerle sent a fireball at him, which was blocked between the two of them by the other's fireball.

The same magic.

"Flame Break, Flame Strike!" The man's flames were like snakes from his hand and shot at Jer, and before Jer's time could parry, the six of them quickly turned, and the attack became Dora, and her flute was played.

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The flame miraculously bent and rushed at the man in reverse, disappearing in a moment of urgency.

"Twice!" said the man, indignantly, and threw two fireballs instead, then swinging his hands freely, somewhat comically. However, the rain-like fireballs flew towards Guo Lan and the others, and they disappeared before half the distance.

The magic of "sound", which uses sound to control the power of magic to shine on Dora's body.

He finally became angry and roared, "Flame Break, Starflame Burst!" He soared into the air, his hands conjuring a huge fireball out of the air, the flames rolling in power, growing larger and larger until they were large enough to destroy the six.

"Flute Requiem. ”

The magic that seemed to be very strong was easily blocked by Dora's ability. But they noticed that there were other magicians around, and under the formation, the minions finally triggered the magic, and the whirlwind pillars carried the power of different attributes from the six people in all directions.

"Be careful!" Tank raised his sword to defend himself against the mana, and he couldn't care about Dora, who was being attacked on the back.

Dora's flute manipulated the monster particles in the air to fight, and naturally in the resistance, it also produced a reverse current, resisting these subtle but really hurtful air currents. These manipulating the air magic are like invisible blades, and no matter how cautious they are, they will reveal flaws that allow them to take advantage of them and cut through the skin.

A large circle of people chanted the spell of black mess, and naturally created airflow of various attributes, and it was impossible to achieve real restraint from the attributes, all that could be done was to break through.

Dora walked forward silently with her flute in her mouth, everyone else was wounded, but she was unscathed, her eyes wide as she stared at the fire-wielding magician, full of resentment and arrogance. Every magician has a will—arrogance—that even in her, it is revealed.

The other five people each held their own weapons, tacitly breaking through in their own directions, and from time to time, the air flow blade would cut through the coat, and even cut a bright red blade mark on the body, shedding blood.

"Iron Wall, Iron Armor!" The tank had no choice but to put on its heavy armor and move on. At the same time, the corresponding armor appeared on the others, which would still be cut off by the air current, and the wire kept falling to the ground. The tank has used a lot of magic and is still moving forward with its sword. For a while, the fighting spirit of several people was high, and they all used their best magic, gradually scattering the enemy's formation, and there were fewer and fewer magicians who could fight. They may have flinched and stepped back, the magic of the air diminishing considerably.

Dora's side was the only one who was unprotected, but she was still unharmed. The flute gradually changed from a quiet tone to a sad and resentful tone, until the strangling currents around her turned into a tangible, purple-black substance that lingered around her. Her purple eyes became deep and empty, all the air currents weakened, and the dragon-like flames became weak and subservient. At last there was a look of fear on the man's face, he did not yet understand the power of the rampage, let alone predict what was about to happen, but he was self-righteous and harnessed the flames and fought weakly.

The surroundings gradually stopped, and under the powerful attack of the remaining five people, the enemy formation had all been crushed, and there was no more terrible combat power. To tell the truth, no matter how terrible the "Four-Star Sea King" is, it is just a group of rabble who can only hide, bully the weak and fear the hard, and there will always be such a day when they will go to destruction.

"Holy Sound, Extinguishing Style, Heavenly Sound!"

The purple current, like a ribbon, danced in the air, tightly wrapped around the arrogant fire-wielder, and everyone covered their ears in response, unable to accept the excessive amplitude of the song, and even so, the ordinary people around them also felt tormented. The purple demonic substance completely devoured the other party, as if it were cannibalizing. From each of his hollows into his body, he washed and killed directly inside until each one reached his heart, and the cannibalization was complete, at which point it was completely transformed into a purple cocoon.

It can be called the most perfect killing magic, leaving no trace of blood, and all smudges will dissolve into an indistinguishable substance and float through the air, vibrating to produce magical sounds. The rest were left with only the purple ones left on the ground.

Dora's quiet personality contrasts with it.

Such cruel magic, but in her hands so freely. All the ordinary people knelt down as if on a pilgrimage, bowed their heads, discarded their useless weapons, and only wanted not to die. Even if you die, you don't want to die so desperately.

The other five were also stunned by this scene. Such a quiet girl had never shown such magic in the team, but she had hidden too much power, and they had to believe that the Feather of Sin Demon might really become a team of phoenixes. And such a branch, surrounded by too much magic that can easily create depravity, is afraid of resurrection.

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Those ordinary people were naturally let go, and before that, Dora, who had already retreated from the demonic matter, lay down heavily.

Each rampage is accompanied by great harm and a significant increase in abilities, while unbridled mana is consumed until it is exhausted.

In addition, the most seriously injured is undoubtedly the tank, he is very strong and smiles at others, after all the armor disappears, there is no longer the support of magic, and the smile can support people's hearts.

After the others settled Tank and Dora, they went to the beach and found a flag of "Four-Star Sea King" and rolled it up. Later, they distributed everything on the ship to the local people, but left some cloth for the ready-to-wear. In this regard, they were ecstatic, what they thought, such a trip, can not be wasted, no matter how to say it, they should also be explained.

The plan was born, and the four of them unanimously approved it with a smile.

Naturally, the gratitude of the locals to them is simply indescribable, so their plans were further carried out, and a wave of garment making was set off here, and with gratitude, presumably of the highest quality.

The people are simple, manage their lives with kindness, and accept people from the outside world, but they are timid and timid, which are the characteristics of these ordinary people. The masters of this world and the species they represent cannot be directly equated. Rank is a derivative of the power gap, and it lasts forever until it reaches equilibrium.

Balance, on the other hand, can never be achieved.