The powerful men of all races under the huge pit have discovered the big net of thorns above their heads, but most people are disdainful of this.

There are now so many powerful men of all races gathered in the giant pit, even if the elf queen comes in person, it is impossible to keep everyone.

The first to initiate the temptation were the strong men from the empire and the church. They guessed that the elves suffered a great loss under their hands before and did not dare to take revenge in the front, so they created such a magic circle to trap everyone.

The first to take action was the royal great magician Cozmo. He claimed to be the strongest magician after Alman attacked. The eleventh level thunder magic "Golden Snake Dance"!

Golden lights were bombarded on the web of thorns above their heads like strumming golden pythons. The lightning was lingering, as if they had a layer of gold to the entire giant pit, which would not dissipate for a long time.

The golden light disappeared, and the huge pit returned to darkness. Except for a layer of powdery black gray falling from the top of the head, there was no other change.

Cozmotton felt embarrassed, and his attack was useless.

The others didn't think so. After all, this was laid out by the elves after all. If they were easily destroyed by a level 11 magic, the elves would just jump into the pit and commit suicide.

The Kleisman Church then drove an eight-winged angel to fly up and test it at close range. The angel had only time to cut out a huge sword light that was more than ten feet long, and was firmly entangled by the thorny vines swarming around.

The face of the Temple of Light changed when the Battle Angel was entangled, because his spiritual connection with the Battle Angel was broken. The Battle Angel only struggled a few times before being swept into the thorny vines.

The Hall of Light solemnly raised the staff in his hand, and a white ball of light floated out from the head of the staff. The ball of light continued to grow bigger and brighter as it floated up. Finally, the dazzling white light pierced everyone unable to look directly.

The huge ball of light was like a rising sun, making the entire pit as bright as daylight. When it reached its highest point, it suddenly exploded, as if a flare exploded on the sun. It was the twelve-level light magic "Sunlight"!

As the sun burst, the entire thorn net squirmed violently, and a layer of green light covered the entire underneath the thorn net, allowing countless light explosions to bombard violently, but the rapid fluctuations were not broken at all.

The light of the sun gradually dimmed, and the green light began to absorb the white light, completely integrating the white light into the green light. The life thorns that absorbed the white light were visible to the naked eye and became a circle thicker.

The strong men of all races below were stunned, and Klisman, the Holy Temple of Light, secretly took a breath. The result was clearly that the magic circle above restrained the magic of Light.

After the attack on the Holy Church of Light was frustrated, the strong men of the Empire and the Church were all silent. No one on the human race was stronger than Kleisman.

Silence was only brief, and soon, a burning volcano flew up from the bottom of the pit, which was the dwarf's inheritance artifact, the Wrath of Fire.

The volcano was nearly half the size of the top of the pit. The violent impact caused the entire pit wall to vibrate violently. The green light wrapped around the bottom of the thorn net was shattered in an instant, and the entire net was almost blown up.

The elf queen in the air suddenly let out a muffled groan, and the Void grasped the "Miracle of Life" from afar. The inheritance artifact immediately made a green light, pressing down the almost lifted web of thorns again.

The flame rage attack did not blow open the web of thorns after all, and then drained to the bottom of the pit.

All the strong men at the bottom of the pit were stunned. In terms of the strength of the attack, there was no more than the blow of the flame. Unless everyone trapped can attack together, there may be hope, but there is a lot of grudges between the various races, so it is impossible to stand together.

At this time, Arthur had brought Ling Yu back to the cave he had dug before. The temple's detoxification secret medicine was indeed a magical medicine. Ling Yu's face had recovered, his breathing was normal, and he might wake up at any time.

The Dwarf King walked back to the cave with a little discouragedness and said angrily: "These cunning elves even planned to me. If we can't beat them, we will dig them out and dig through the entire floating city!"

Arthur smiled bitterly, "It's not that simple. The elves tried hard to set up such a large magic circle, and it would never be as simple as trapping us."

"Can they still dare to fight? I will smash one of the elves when they come down!" The dwarf king was still losing his temper, and a faint fragrance began to spread in the air.

"Not good, hold your breath, these fragrances are poisonous!" Arthur reminded loudly.

In fact, Arthur needed to remind many people that they had discovered that the purple vines covering the entire top of the pit were already full of dense white flowers.

Wisteria and white flowers, the scenery is so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated. It seems that I am drunk, and my body shakes, and I don’t even notice it even if I fall to the ground.

Now everyone realized that the fragrance could not be smelled. The great magician of Thurwell released the "Purification of Light", and the strong man of the sea clan put a bubble again on his head. The orc elder raised the beast bone staff to release the halo in circles. Arthur and the others, Arnold directly set up a dark flame wall to seal the entire cave.

The strange fragrance can't be smelled for the time being, but the dilemma is still not solved. When oxygen is exhausted in the cave, the magic of other races cannot be sustained. Moreover, the elves will never have only such a few means?

"Life Sanctions" is naturally extraordinary as the super-forbidden spell-level magic array of the elves. From the edge of the thorn net at the top of the pit, thin gray branches were climbing down the pit wall. These branches were like small snakes, crawling skillfully on the pit wall. The target of crawling was the various caves with the breath of life.

These branches are unexpectedly fragile and are easily chopped and smashed by the strong men of various races after discovering them. Although these branches are dense and continue to surge, none of them can cause any damage to the strong men of various races.

What no one noticed was that a thin layer of gray moss grew where the branches crawled. These mosses were tightly attached to the pit walls, and the leaves were covered with fine velvets. The velvets stood upright, as if they were constantly absorbing nutrients.

The battle continued not fiercely, and the strong men of all races were just blocking these branches because they could not kill them completely no matter what.

Arthur, who had first noticed the abnormality, had not taken action. Most of his attention was on Lingyu, who could wake up at any time. He suddenly found that Lingyu's face, which had gradually become rosy, was turning pale again.

Arthur thought that there was still poison in Lingyu's body. When he grabbed Lingyu's wrist, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Her vitality is slowly losing!"

Arthur's exclamation attracted everyone's attention. Not only was the vitality of Lingyu losing, but everyone's vitality was losing. However, the process of loss was silent and extremely slow, and no one noticed it!

"Look at those mosses!" Arnold actually found a faint life energy among the surrounding mosses, and the leaves of the moss have changed from gray to emerald green.

This magic circle can actually swallow life quietly!
Chapter completed!