ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can never imagine what kind of damage a fire master can cause when he uses his full strength.

Earl Derby Annfly trembled and looked at the burning sky, the City Lord's Mansion turned into ashes in the terrible fire spell, as if the whole world was in flames, it was hard to imagine anyone else who could survive such a violent and fierce attack, the power of the fire spell was indeed worthy of its name.

However, this price is also too heavy.

With Marit as the center, the city of Royo is scorched for five miles, and even outside this absolute area, it has the power of the aftermath of the flames, and a large number of houses are on fire. A large number of soldiers from the city rushed to extinguish the fire, but they could only control the fire in a relative area, because in the center of the fire, the flames were still spraying outward.

From the inside out, from the sky to the ground, everywhere burns, and the sea of fire is destined to bring great disaster to the city.

Even for the outgoing Earl Derby Anderfritt, such destruction was intolerable in his heart.

"Oh my God, Lord Marlet, what have you done? you are crazy!" the Count cursed through gritted teeth.

Even a golden-robed mage who uses spells so unscrupulously in the center of the city, destroying real estate, and killing innocent lives will be condemned by all countries and powerful people.

Being strong does not mean that you can act without scruples.

Despite their abilities, they also have responsibilities that they have on their shoulders. Spending this power on destruction and killing lives instead of protecting the country will only be unanimously condemned by the entire nation.

No strong person would support such an act, and they also know very well that even pigs, horses, cattle and sheep must be loved, let alone civilians who are also human beings. The strong can use their strength to earn a lot of privileges, but they also have to follow the rules of the game. Privileges can be partially out of the rules, but they cannot be completely torn up and broken, otherwise there will be no one in the world to trust and worship them, and even if they are strong, they will not be supported by the common people.

Without the support of civilians, even the most powerful people have no meaning to exist.

This is a basic pattern of coexistence between the strong and the weak for thousands of years, and it is the bottom line that each can tolerate after testing each other's bottom line.

The powerful can be arrogant and enjoy all kinds of privileges, but they must not wipe out civilian lives at will. The bullying of a few people can still be accepted and tolerated by everyone, but large-scale massacres will be exchanged for public indignation.

Even if they can't stand up to such a strong person, they will ask other strong people to punish them. And other powerful people will not ignore this behavior in order to gain support and have a moral position.

If this kind of behavior is magnified, even hostile countries can take this opportunity to put themselves on the side of justice and blame the other country, so as to have a name for justice. This name may seem inconspicuous, but it can bring all kinds of benefits to oneself invisibly.

For example, there will be many people who are willing to act as their own eyeliner, for example, there will be many people who are willing to provide all kinds of material support unconditionally, for example, there will be many people who are willing to use their lives to assassinate and harass those strong people they hate, for example, more civilians will join the army.

Despite the strength of the powerful, the foundation of the state is still the common people.

The mass killing of civilians is tantamount to destroying the foundations.

The anger and hatred of the Black Warrior made Marit completely desperate to use top-level spells, although he had tried to get some people off the battlefield as much as possible, but after all, this was a city, there were many houses, and the damage caused by large-scale surface destruction spells was far more than Malit imagined.

In particular, the city of Royo is located in the mountains, and most of the houses are wooden structures, and they cannot withstand the terrible flames.

At this moment, a radius of five miles, all into a scorched earth, a radius of ten miles, thick smoke billing, a radius of a hundred miles, the burning sky is visible to everyone, and the wailing sound forms a new movement, resounding all over the sky.

The god of fire descended on Malit, the god was majestic, and under the attack of his flame frenzy, the black knight could no longer withstand such a ferocious attack.

"Bolan, you're doomed to die today!" said Marlett, frantic and triumphant, as if mad.

The armor of the Black Warrior, melted in the flames, turned into molten iron, and flowed to the ground. In the light and shadow of Ban Du, ** a bleak tragedy.

Is it that simple?

The flames that the armor of the black knight could not stop, and no body could resist it.

He just died like that?

In silence?

Not even a final revolt was made.

Marlett was a little stunned, the battle went so smoothly that he was a little unacceptable.

No, it's not!

The flames' eyes shot a violent red tide, and Marit stared at the melting armor on the ground.

"No, he's not there!" said Marlett, with a sudden alarm.

That armor was just a shell, a decoy to attract attention!

So where will he be?

A chill rose from the bottom of his heart, and Marlet's samurai instinct saved him once again.

He quickly lowered his head, and the whistling blade flew over his head again, with a majestic momentum, with a fierce and deadly attack.

"Whew!" Marlett screamed and fell downward.

Flames, take refuge in the area where the flames burn the most, only in this way, can you keep yourself safe.

However, the air that had been burned to the thin of the flames suddenly formed a gelatinous state, and the effect of the wind spirit body was dissipated and reduced to a starry spot in the sky in an instant, dissipating into the air.

Marlett was horrified to see that he couldn't control his body.

"It's ......"

Status Dispersion, a mana elimination, can be used to eliminate most status spells.

Xiuyi's fourth magic spell engraved on the Black Warrior has finally been revealed.

Without the Wind Spirit Protector, Marit also lost his degree.

A big hand poked down from the air, grabbed Marlet's shoulder, and firmly fixed him in the air, Marit looked up in shock, and saw a burly man with a full body, on the bare head, a crystal eyeball, is exuding a strange light, reflecting all of Marlet's frightened face

On Huey's crystal ball in the distance.

Looking at the shocked Marlet, Xiu Yi sighed softly: "Bolan, you can do the rest yourself." ”

With a wave of one hand, the image on the crystal ball vanished, and Xiu gave up command.

The picture reappeared, and he had switched to a new perspective, and he saw that Kevin Beers had walked through the central garden, getting closer and closer to him.

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Central Garden.

Cahill and five rank 6 samurai fell last.

They didn't notice that Kemp was gone.

For Cahill, in the battle of Fourteenth Avenue, he lost more than just an arm, and most importantly the dignity of a samurai.

Using the flask given to him, Hue Glare kills Dawkins.

Huy Glare used a puppet to defeat himself with ease.

In the history of alchemy, except for the troll god, there has never been a puppet that is strong enough to fight against a high-level samurai.

During the time when Cahill was recuperating from his wounds, some even ridiculed him for living up to the prestige of the high-ranking samurai. It's not that the puppet is too powerful, it's Cahill's own incompetence. The so-called steel roar, which is just a thing used to deceive opponents, is not worth mentioning at all.

Cahill was a piece of crap, and he even killed his own comrades.

Such humiliation is intolerable to any sea warrior.

There is no shame in defeat, but it is much more shameful to be defeated by non-human lives and implicate comrades.

Killing Huigler and taking back his dignity from him was what Cahill wanted to do all these days.

The same sense of shame existed not only in Cahill, but also in the other five samurai.

Although they were only rank six, each of them was an elite among the samurai, and their combined strength was not weaker than any of the sea warriors.

Killing Huy Glare, too, is their dream.

However, dreams are always just dreams, and many times you will appear to have too many obstacles to the hall of dreams.

A sharp arrow unleashed a bitter roar of death and shot at Cahill, who was at the front.

The wounded man stopped in time, slashed down with his one-handed long sword, and slashed this fatal arrow with great accuracy, cutting the entire arrow into pieces: "Be careful! There is an ambush!"

It's still a little late.

There was not just one, but three arrows.

The purpose of the arrow shot at Cahill was not to kill him, but to stop him. The other two arrows are the real lethal attacks.

The two warriors who were following behind Cahill were attacked at the same time, and their reactions were so quick that they didn't have time to swing their swords to block, and their bodies glowed with fighting energy at the same time.

One of them grabbed at the arrow, while the other lay with his arms crossed, blocking his face.

One of them is good at agile reactions, the other is strong and powerful, and they are good at different things, and they have different ways of coping.

"Pounce!"

"Pounce!"

Two points of blood are brilliant.

Although the samurai who tried to catch the arrow grabbed the arrow in time, he did not expect that the arrow only paused in the air, and the arrow automatically broke away from the body of the arrow and shot into the samurai's arm.

The other samurai, who tried to use his fighting spirit, was pierced by a small arrow through the energy light of his fighting spirit and stabbed into his chest fiercely.

The samurai roared, and was knocked into the air, falling unconscious.

The power of this little arrow is staggering.

"Tail off the arrow!

The samurai who fell last, the sixth-level archer with the Black Star Bow and the Ice Splitting Arrow, Ievee, let out a frightened scream.

Cahill roared: "Someone is hiding in the flowers, kill him!"

The energy of the fighting spirit shone through his body, and Cahill was the first to rush to the garden beside him. He rose into the air, concentrating all his strength on his right hand, and threw a sea of punches deep into the garden.

No matter where the other party is hiding, if this punch goes down, it will be a person who has to show up.

However, in the next moment, an equally strong fighting spirit actually attacked Cahill from the side.

Cahill was shocked, and reluctantly moved his volley to the side, dodging the sharpest attack, but was swept away by the aftermath of the vindictiveness, and he was caught off guard and spat out a mouthful of blood, and was knocked back to where he came.

As soon as he landed, Cahill shouted, "There is more than one person!

Judging by the strength of the sneak attacker's fighting spirit, Cahill knew that this was an enemy who was by no means weaker than his own, at least in terms of fighting spirit.

The person who made the sneak attack finally showed his figure, with a red big coat, habitually surrounded arms, and a bare chest, and the dragon-shaped totem was absolutely arrogant.

It was Brian Buckler.

In the depths of the flowers, Lilith stood up with a small emerald bow in her hand.

Cahill's angry blow just now failed to hit her due to Buckler's surprise attack, but this guy's fighting energy is really huge, so much so that she still has some aftermath.

"Cahill, you should know that I didn't mean to kill you, or you would have died. Brian replied haughtily.

Although Huy Glaire's order was to snipe, the dignity of a samurai made it difficult for him to actually sneak attack.

Even robbers have dignity.

On the contrary, Lilith, as an archer, it is the most basic requirement to release cold arrows, and there will never be the shameful idea of sneak attack.

The two samurai who were hit by Lilith were wounded in the arm and the other was hit by an arrow in the chest, and the power of these two arrows was definitely not small, and they were temporarily incapacitated.

But by Cahill's side, there were three more samurai.

One of them was none other than the sixth-level marksman Eevee, who had already drawn his bow and aimed at Lilith in the distance.

He vowed never to give Lilith a second chance to let her fire fire.

"You ......"

There was a hint of confusion in Cahill's eyes.

The red man in front of him looks very much like a legendary person.

"It's Brian Buckler. The samurai beside Cahill said suddenly.

It turned out to be him, and Cahill suddenly realized. Raschel had earlier received news that Huey had entered the mountains of Bilias, and when he hijacked Spark Prison, it had been confirmed that this guy had helpers, and Raschel thought that it was very likely that he had colluded with or bribed a gang of bandits in the mountains to have a powerful helper.

Otherwise, he alone would not be able to handle such a big case.

During the investigation at Spark Prison, Raschel now has at least one necromancer, an archer, and a high-ranking samurai.

This is very similar to the legendary Wolf Band, and geographically speaking, it is entirely possible that Xiu Yi will unite with the Wolf Thieves Band.

Judging from Hue Igler's goals and the feud between the Wolves and Kevin Beals, this alliance is even more logical.

Of course, all these speculations do not have much meaning until they are confirmed, but those who confirm it need to pay with their lives and blood.

Fortunately, Cahill had not met the patriarch of the Dardanelles family dressed as Buckler, otherwise his first thought now would not be to fight to the death, but to immediately run away and inform Raschel.

And now, as a sea warrior, his heart is burning with war, and he really wants to fight this legendary and famous thief.

At this moment, Buckler nodded: "That's right, I'm Brian Buckler, and she's Lilith." Our mission is to stop you and your companions, so you don't have to go to the civilian area, just fight us here. I'm sorry for the sneak attack tactic that was used earlier, because only then can we be relatively balanced in strength. ”

As he spoke, Buckler pulled out an arm and pointed at Cahill: "You and I are both sea warriors, but unfortunately, you lost an arm, and you were injured by my sneak attack just now, so you can't be my opponent." ”

He nodded to the two men beside Cahill again: "So with the addition of your two companions, I will beat the three of you one by one." As for the rest of the one, let the archers have a duel with the archers. ”

A heroic declaration, an irresistible momentum, at this moment, Buckler fully demonstrated the strong self-confidence of a high-ranking samurai. Lilith, who was not far away, made a strange move.

She took out seven small arrows with a strange brilliance from the quiver box: "In my quiver box, there are twelve arrows. Nine are enchanted, and two have been used. There are also seven enchanted arrows here. ”

She threw seven enchanted arrows to the ground: "Fair duel, I don't want to take advantage of you." ”

"Three arrows to life and death. She said, "How?"

On the other end, the sixth-level archer Ibu snorted coldly, and also took out the silver ice cracking arrows in the arrow box and threw them on the ground, leaving only three ordinary arrows in the arrow box.

"It's enough. He replied.

Bend your bow and aim it at Lilith.

Finishing cloth.

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