"Depend on!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Alan could no longer suppress his tragic feelings and almost gushed out of his throat, turning into the sharpest complaint.

Only in this way can Alan vent his depression and discomfort and calm down his boiling blood.

But, after all, Allen didn't do that.

It’s not because Allen said that civilization has created a new trend, so he resisted the urge to vomit blood and pressed down his swear words.

Just now, Alan, no hardware facilities such as the vocal cords or the throat cavity, can support him to do such a move.

Moreover, even if Allen was in good health, he probably wouldn't have time to speak out under such a fierce attack.

After all, in this critical moment, the first thing you should do is to deal with the crisis and get rid of it, rather than just venting your complex emotions.

This is an extremely correct way to deal with it, but unfortunately, at this time, Allen could only watch the attack of the black giant claws.

Alan's thinking and Alan's reaction could tell what was going on, and he was the first to discover the opening of the void in front of him.

But it was useless. His thinking and perception still maintained a considerable degree of alertness and sensitivity, but his physical condition could not support Allen to respond in a timely manner.

This has to be said to be a kind of sadness.

Alan has not been able to prompt others to think in time when he cannot react.

But what happened? The opponent's attack was too fast and too fast.

In this case, even if Allen discovered something was wrong, it would be useless.

For ordinary people, is it meaningful to have a few milliseconds faster?

No, because they are all time sensing dimensions that they cannot reach.

And Alan's situation at this time is similar.

Allen's advance discovery and his advance warning meant little to Renard and others.

Because when Allen's spiritual voice arrived at Reinard and their spiritual sea, they had already seen the black giant claw appear.

However, although the other party came too suddenly, because of Buck's previous prompt, Allen and the others made some preparations, not without any preparation.

Well... That's how Allen thought.

However, at this moment, Alan, who looked at the broken spell light shields in front of him, and the spell chains wrapped around the black claws, was broken. Although he knew it was inappropriate, he couldn't help but twitch his eyelids slightly, as if he wanted to roll his eyes.

After all, this is really too bad OK.

These spells seem to be powerful and powerful, but they are like bubbles that break when touched and crack when touched. This is simply more tofu than tofu.

Sure enough, Allen shouldn't have received any hope for Renard and the others.

It’s not that the friendly forces are not strong, but the enemy is really crazy!

Allen watched the terrifying black claws that seemed to be able to cover the sun, like a broken bamboo, breaking through layers of blockades, approaching them, and his heart was peaceful.

There is no panic, no worries, only peace like a vast plain lake.

It wasn't that Alan had seen through life and death, and was just waiting to surrender.

However, judging from the current situation, even if Allen resisted the backlash, even if Allen was in the current situation, at most he would only send a peak silver-level slash.

Are you strong? That's really strong!

But do you want to say it is useful? Sorry, that is really useless.

Although Alan's perception blurring and the particularity of the void cannot clearly distinguish which person in the void the master of the black giant claw was.

But no matter which one it is, it is an existence that Allen can't afford to offend.

A group of bigwigs fighting against gods and a group of broken spaces, causing a storm in the void.

Any move cannot be fought against by a silver-level strongman.

Even a weird thing like Allen, that's no exception.

Moreover, Allen only has this attack power. If he really uses it, he might not have half of his life that he finally saved.

The two silver spell casters went all out and did not stop the opponent's attack without tacit cooperation. Is it useful to add chips?

Useless!

So, it was helpless. Even if Alan pressed the remaining half of his life, it would not change the overall situation.

Since it doesn't make much sense whether Allen does it or not, it won't decide the direction of what's next.

Then Alan doesn't matter.

"Look at" the black giant claw in front of me that seemed to have torn apart the space, compressing the originally long distance to only a small inch.

Alan's expression was quite calm, and the originally turbulent boiling blood also became gentle, slowly flowing through his blood vessels, nourishing his broken body.

The twisted pupils were blood-red, slightly raised, with a hideous curve, just like the eyeballs of dead fish, without any vitality, staring at the giant claws that were constantly approaching in front of them.

It was as if Allen could still see all this with his own eyes.

Exhale...inhale...inhale...inhale...inhale...

Feeling the dark giant claws in the void approaching, even Alan couldn't help but feel nervous.

The steady breathing gradually became heavier, and the warm turbid air suddenly brought some burning temperature.

Although Alan is half-dead and has no power to turn things around, Alan has never given up on the hope of turning misfortune into good fortune and remains calm in his heart.

However, seeing the black giant claws constantly attacking and destroying almost useless spells of Renard and Raham, Allen's expected support still did not come.

In such a situation, even Alan had to feel nervous.

At this moment, time seemed to be stretched to the extreme, slowly reaching the limit that Allen could already detect.

Then, the perception of [color] was originally given by Allen's cognition, as if thousands of years had passed in an instant, leaving only gray and old colors, mottled and old, with some simplicity.

However, although at this moment, Allen's "what you see" and "feel" were different from the past, the most important key information was not missed at all.

Click!

Then, in this gray plan that was about to become a solidified world, changes suddenly occurred in the void.

On the straight road where the black giant claws attacked, the space suddenly shattered, forming a sheet like glass falling to the ground, extremely fine.

Then, a magnificent and sacred light that looked like the sun appeared in front of Alan and the others, turning into a round light shield, protecting them behind them.

"Uncle Buck, you finally arrived!"

Alan kept crying in his heart, passing his irrepressible joy through the magic tool in his arms to the side of Buck.

Immediately afterwards, Allen's tense mind suddenly relaxed, and he felt a moment of dizziness and almost fainted. Fortunately, the potion that was originally poured by Renard to Allen slowly took effect at this time, soothing the qi, blood and internal organs that were a little excited because of Allen's overly excited, so that Allen did not die suddenly on the spot because of being too excited.

After taking a few deep breaths, Allen slowly let out a breath of turbid air to calm his mood.

After all, great sorrow and great joy are not good things for the human body.

This is true for ordinary people, and even more so for patients.

And if a seriously ill wounded person like Allen is too excited, it is not impossible for him to come over in one breath.

Although, it is really embarrassing to die like this.

But who made Allen's current physical condition worse than that of ordinary people?

Alan felt the warm light in front of him, and his whole body became much more comfortable all of a sudden, as if he had suddenly come from the cold and humid basement to the clear ground. The afternoon sun was already on his face, not burning, but it was extremely warm and had a reassuring power.

It is like a gentle feather falling on the face, which makes people intoxicated. I just want to wander in this lazy warmth and not want to wake up.

However, although they were out of danger, Allen was still frightened by the previous crisis.

Although this wave seems to be just a surprise, if Buck's aid arrives in the evening, the entire army will be destroyed.

This is no joke!

In Alan and his team, who can compete with the Golden Level Powerful One now?

Not one!

Even though none of the other three people fighting with Buck at this time were the golden-level extraordinary people who had reached this point with their own strength.

But no matter what, these three people have absolute suppression for extraordinary people who have not reached this level.

Even if the silver level is powerful, it is only a silver level.

As long as you do not transcend the person who can't transcend silver and reach or touch the realm of gold, it will be vulnerable to the golden-level powerful people.

Even if Allen really reaches silver one day and can fight with the gold level, it is too difficult to defeat gold.

What's more, Allen has not become the real silver yet.

Considering Alan's half-disabled body, let alone.

Now, even a black iron-level profession might be able to tie Alan. If the opponent is good at fighting and playing overtime, it is not impossible to kill Alan on the horse.

Allen couldn't hold on, let alone Renard and Raham, who were better than Allen.

Even if the combat power is fully developed and the means are used together, in front of the golden-level powerful people, it will be just a futile struggle and has little meaning.

Are the methods made by Renard and Raham who Allen "saw" before, meaningful?
To be continued...