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Moo!

The harsh thunder burst, and the previous defensive captain only had a blue ocean light, which was broken by the shield he had high hopes for. The splash of lightning would surround the crater. The bulb-shaped body of the longhorn bull appeared in the blue light. In the foam of the broken obstacle, the unarmed guard captain walked up to meet the charge of the longhorn bull.

Oh, no! I am not your opponent! Next, the guard captain was lifted up directly, his wrist bones were shattered by the force on the horns, and his body was arcing in the air, hitting the ground, unable to stand.

Behind him, more than 12 other races were trampled, and the first time he saw the Iron Stone Man, the Guardian, destroyed by a third person, and before the operator could move, the charge of the fae launched a second attack. The Stone Man, known as the War Machine, is the toy of Ouyang Dao's terrifying Stone Man, whose thunder and lightning explodes, its claws fly, its horns and tails are in harmony, and every part of the elves is a weapon.

The steel explosion, the core explosion, the golem controller spit out blood all over his mouth, and everyone squatted on the ground, holding his head with his hands, and controlling more than a dozen golems at the same time. The psychological vibration caused by the golem's destruction increased tenfold. The instant destruction of the golem's legion caused huge damage to the people who controlled it. "Retreat" golem's owner Alan ordered the five elite golems he commanded to slowly retreat from the front line. The defense line composed of various forces was torn apart, and the elves flocked to it, and the professionals who were guarding the defense line were besieged.

"Alan, what are you doing!" The leader of the Rune Tower, the mage, was about to open his eyes. The golem is the main weapon of war. Except for the five most powerful golems, they retreated from the battlefield, and several elite wizards were surrounded by elves. "Adrian, I suggest you save your own disciple first, this camp can't hold on." Then, the master did not argue with Adrian, and directly controlled the statue in front of his school disciples to cover up the retreat of the injured students. "You are raised, you will only be killed one by one!"

Adrian roared, but when he saw the battlefield, the wizards around him gave him a stern look. For this attack, the mages of Rune Tower were not ready. At the beginning of the battle, the mages were separated due to garrison and patrol. Many mages who were good at short and medium-range combat were left behind, and many mages who could become spell machine guns were trapped in front of the front line. In this crisscrossing battlefield, formationless magicians could not exert their power at all. The profession of magicians is that they have huge power, powerful range, large rune art, physical fitness and commonly used attack methods cannot be compared with ordinary combat professionals.

It is hard to predict who will win who will not, but in such a battle, a mage with no distance is cannon fodder. "Teacher, we'd better leave first," a calm mage suggested, "When the formation is completed, we can come back, and our lethality should not be limited here." Adrian looked at the yelling mage, who was usually his most proud student, and from the uncertain eyes of his companions, Adrian sneered.

"If I say no, will you leave?" "Teacher, which one do you think is more guilty?" The young mage held a ball of light in his hand, and the dark gray light swallowed his wrist. "The door of shadow, the magic of a child," Adrian snorted, his left hand bulged, and in a very small gap, it was pitch black, but after careful observation, it felt like it was spinning.

"Look" There is a battlefield

More than a dozen black revolving doors opened behind the magazine, stretching out more than a dozen tentacles from there, pulling them into the black hole, and then Adrian's figure shone, and all Lunta's apprentices. "Puff, you can run faster than anyone else," the clay master scoffed, and he immediately gave orders to the apprentices of this genre.

"All of you, with me, withdraw the factory and activate the defense system as much as possible. I gave you the intermediate permission." The retreat of the Golemite and Rune Tower smashed the defense line for the hard battle. These two sides are darlings on the battlefield. The remaining professionals often need some people to easily kill fae. The war has been completely fae. Among the remaining professionals are hunters, and elite members of large and small factions, but there are too few people who can pick out aliens and cannot control aliens alone. On the left wing of the camp, Ouyang Dao and the master watched the battle. Their faces were a little flustered, but their eyes were full of calm.

"What should we do? Do we want to fight?" The old mage's eyes flashed. His school was the divine talisman. Now all runes have disappeared, and his battle will be more eye-catching. The master gathered the breath inside, and Ouyang Tao's eyes flashed. Unexpectedly, things would go so smoothly. Without the master's spiritual perception, his small movements could be a little slutty. "It's not the time to strike," said the old master.

"We are away from the crowd. The origin of the elves is a bit strange. I suspect that this is related to the ruins. "What does it mean" We are leaving the ruins. I suspect that the fae tribe was attracted by the ruins and after careful observation, he noticed that as Ouyang Dao said, the alien tide surged straight towards the ruins, and many behind-the-scenes people had passed by.

"Let's go," said the master. He was the first to leave. Ouyang Dao followed closely behind, but there was a bottle of blood at Ouyang Dao's feet, and the master didn't notice. After Ouyang Dao and the master left, the bottle was crushed by an alien and the blood flowed underground.

"Come on, don't hesitate," said Ouyang Dao, pulling the old wizard, they hurriedly left the camp without looking, nor showing that they were part of a group. The two escaped from the lower left corner of the battlefield, walked a diagonal line through the nearby grassland, and reached the right rear of the ruins. In front of them, Ouyang Dao and the old wizard met the reassembled wizard, whose momentum and energy made them blind. The master hid himself very complicated. When he watched the doctors leave, Ouyang Dao saw that he had something to do in his heart, so he pretended to be nothing, "Is this the school in front of you?"

"Speak quietly!" The old master raised his voice gently, and was afraid to speak because he was afraid." I couldn't see any difference, but these two masters were no different from other groups.

How can they let your legendary figure come out and kill people? "The old mage has a complicated face, and the rune tower is very powerful, but it is not as good as the legend, but his legend was rebelled after the breakthrough, and he has always carried the hatred tower, if he goes directly to both sides.

Finally, the two sides confronted slightly awkwardly. Ryanta was unwilling to send people to kill the master, and the master was also willing to stay idle and would not appear in front of the tower on his own initiative. There was a tacit balance between the two sides, but the reason why there was a balance, rather than the old wizard being welcomed into the Rune Tower was also the reason why the Rune Tower was so powerful.

"Look, how the real warmth is fighting," the old wizard murmured to himself, not knowing that he was going to Ouyang Dao

Say, I am still recalling my past.

"First Sequence, Medium Distance Test" The mage's team joined the battle from the side. The front row mage held a shield in his left hand and an energy whip in his right hand. Lightning and flames were everywhere, and all elements were easily exploded. Attack!"

Bang! The energy whip is thrown at the same time. The alien species in front of the mage are torn apart. The light whip crushes them. Each alien species is whipped at least three times, and some are killed directly. Those who are not dead rushed to the front of the team and are also protected by the mage's shield. "Close coverage, medium-sized troops are ready." The professionals in the front put their hands on the shield. The standard spell shield will automatically convert into various shield modes, lava shields, flowing water shields, and spikes. They are different, but they are all neat. The charger is limited by these shields. The mages form triangles in pairs, and the commander in the rear raises his left hand until all the remaining fae tribes enter the attack range. Medium-range bombing! "Bang! There are many spell options in the middle distance, from ray spells to explosion spells to gushing spells, all have different effects, but the final result is the same, and they are devastating.

The medium-distance spell bombardment was impressive, and species entering melee range were washed away, and a large part of the battlefield, professionals who were fighting rushed over.

Don't block the mage, let these professionals get close. Only the shield in front of the mage will the professionals be blocked. "What are you doing!" "Let's go in!" The blocked professionals were very excited. Adrian, the great wizard sitting behind, didn't care at all. "Prepare for the ranged troops," Adrian ordered, and the mages standing beside him appeared in a burst of elemental light, rushed straight from the array to the 45-degree panorama of the battlefield. The elemental torrent, open fire!"

Bang! As the sound fell, a rainbow appeared in the sky, a basic rainbow composed entirely of remote spells. The rainbow moved out from near and far, turning everything along the way into dust, and carved a deep gully on the earth, so that under a large number of elements, nothing was left.

Professionals no longer spoke to the array, and looked blankly at the disaster in front of them, and were choked up. No one complained, no one threatened, they looked ahead, as if the world could destroy the light, completely lost their voice. From the perspective of professionals, they could only see the rainbow version of the bridge hanging above their heads, passing through scorched earth, and everything turned into ashes.

The elemental torrent finally stopped, and the mages returned to the pillars, where there were several huge recovery spells. The professionals in front of the team heard Adrian's orders, and everyone could attack freely. "The space is open, the front line remains unchanged, and the attack is free." Bath! There were dozens of portals suddenly appearing on the battlefield, full of aliens.

The mage comes out of the portal and casts spells at the aliens in front of them. The mage stays in front of the portal for three seconds, and when you cast five or seven spells, you will be recalled. Their shadows pass through the queue, while the external mage forms a complete barrier, with mixed energy rays covering the sun, leaving only the interior landscape to be seen. To enter, you must pass through a huge barrier composed of nearly 100 magicians.

"Is this a war mage?" "Yes, enough to destroy any army and fight against the legendary war magic." The old mage's palms kept stretching and retracting, as if recalling the past and releasing war spells. The rune tower was built from the perspective of the Three Kingdoms, thanks to the magician "Are you a mage?"