"I'll do it."

"I'll cooperate."

"solve."

"Sure."

Something that had just been thrown in from a high altitude was shot in a direction by an adventurer and entered the vortex.

Narasha immediately raised the height of the vortex.

Lucia's guards could only stand beside the lady, and at the same time listened to the adventurer's words and thought about how to fight back for a while.

Usually, they don’t really look down on Narasha’s guards, thinking that their war spirit class is not high.

But now they realized that none of the adventurers who could climb out of the dead were given for free.

"At... well! Come again, under the guidance of the God of Art, the water elves that are everywhere in the world, please listen to my call - ice cones shooting randomly."

Lucia calmed down a little and quickly cooperated to launch an attack. She wanted to create dozens of ice cones outside the vortex to attack the enemy.

As a result, when dozens of ice cones were just formed, hundreds of ice blades appeared, which flew in all directions with the ice cones, and could also adjust the direction.

This is another water system evolution technique...the ice blade flying.

When these attacks appeared, countless ice cones and ice blades were generated, and countless people with war spirit flashed in that direction of the city.

"The reinforcements are coming, Miss Narasha holds on." The escort leader shouted.

When Lucia's personal guards knew about it, who sent the attacks they joined. It was a team that protected the Ninth Princess, who usually followed him from a distance.

Generally enough to protect the princess.

But no one expected the attack to come so quickly, and it was less than fifteen seconds since the beginning of the attack.

He was afraid that Narasha would not have enough mental power, which was a flash of large-scale magic and had very high requirements for the magician.

Narasha controlled the Ice Blade to attack and comforted the guard leader: "Don't worry, it's okay."

The battle situation on the field has changed.

The ambushers changed from slaughtering people to slaughtered people. They were first attacked by a group of ice blades and ice cones, and then attacked by sorcerers and warriors who rushed over.

But even so, they never retreated and took out their respective close-fitting weapons to fight.

Seeing that they were about to be killed, Narasha looked up at the sky and said, "A spaceship is coming."

After she finished speaking, a small black dot appeared in the distant sky, and gradually became bigger.

"Oh my God, how did the spaceship of the Mitchell Empire come here?" the escort leader shouted in horror.

"Narasha runs quickly, it's a combat spacecraft with large attack weapons on it." Lucia shouted.

But the guards were desperate. How could they run? Can they still run over the spaceship?

Especially now there are wheat fields around, and there are magic cannons on the combat spacecraft, and the shells fired explode one by one.

They regretted it, not that they were about to die, but that they regretted that the genius Ninth Princess of the Principality would die, and that the more genius Narasha was also the more genius.

The loss of the Principality is too great. Spaceships are valuable, but they can be built with money. Geniuses cannot be bought with money.

Despair is manifested in almost everyone's face.

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From now on, as long as nothing unexpected happens, I will update three times every day, and every update will be more than three thousand words. Today's second update is actually four thousand words.
Chapter completed!