"You dare not! Barbarian!" Wesley shouted. "I am the heroic Baron Wesley Ray Griffin family! And the one behind me is our beautiful flower of Andal, Princess Anna! You have thrown my griffin out. If you throw us here again, you will be judged! You will be sent to the verdict! You and your family will be executed! You are so trash..."

‘Ba———’

A loud slap broke Wesley's chatter, and Nicole's hand was still in the air. Five clear finger marks appeared on Wesley's face.

Gao Sen, who has been very filial since childhood, hates the most is that others involve insults from his parents. Whenever he hears this, he will get mad. Nico, who is the same as Gao Sen's heart, also feels the anger in Gao Sen's heart. He does not think about anything at all and decides to teach this mentally retarded noble a lesson.

Wesley was shocked. He could hardly believe that this was something that a weak and sexy girl could do. The slap was extremely powerful. He even felt that his face was no longer where he was, but flew to another plane. After a brief numbness, there was inhuman pain. For Wesley, who had been spoiled since childhood, no one dared to contradict him at all. Unexpectedly, he was slapped today! The pain and humiliation made Wesley's eyes quickly wet.

"That's great, noble master." Gao Sen came to Wesley, grabbed the collar of his clothes, and brought him to his eyes. "Now you have a third way to choose."

"We will save Princess Anna and get the reward and throw you into the pile of bones. This is a good idea!"

"I choose the first one! Barbarian!" Wes didn't even think about it, and chose the first one with tears in his nose. He also spit out a knocked tooth from his mouth. He was not a fool. From the other party's murderous eyes, he learned that the barbarian, who was said to be a therapist, could definitely do something to throw himself here.

"Very good, I'll save a lot of trouble soon?" Gao Sen said to Wesley with a smile.

"Eiffel! The way back!" Gao Sen yelled at the silly man swollen in the bones in front of him. He asked Ofy and Nefi to take charge of one, and the group turned around and began to rush out.

Eiffel, who received the order from the boss, threw the hammer ball directly on the way back. The seven-ton iron hedgehog plowed a road on the ground. Gao Sen snatched a giant sword from a fire agency and rushed up.

Gao Sen's starting point is good, because he found that the speed of these organs seemed to be slower than when they came in. Although this might be his own illusion, Gao Sen, who has always felt sorry for his own people, would never allow these loyal brothers to break up here.

But he grew up in modern society, and the best one he used was a gun. The second was a fighting dagger. What giant sword had he used there! Although the weight was not a problem for him, and it was easy to use the fire trio. However, if you understand it, you can understand it. There were several times when the sword was directly swung over and inserted into the ground, almost tripping himself.

Fortunately, the bones around him are crisp, and Gao Sen can still make do with the high efficiency of scanning a large area.

Finally, before Eiffel sent out the third signal of power exhaustion, Gao Sen and his team successfully rushed to the ridge just now.

Looking back, Gao Sen, who was about to brag, suddenly discovered that the skeletons and bone birds in the sky, disappeared like a fog! Except for the many large pits left on the ground that were smashed by Eiffel, there were only a few sparse racks of broken bones dotted on the road they had just advanced.

"Advanced illusion!" the priest screamed from the side.

The so-called advanced illusion is a level six spell, which usually uses mysterious words to guide the process of the spell. The caster can copy multiple illusions from one blueprint to confuse the enemy. The real body is waiting for an opportunity to attack. Moreover, these level six illusions have real physical and magical characteristics that are completely inherited from the body. They are not counterfeits worn after a fight, which makes people unable to distinguish. This is why the expulsion technique of priest Vincent is also effective for illusions.

"***! I have used my brothers so much strength to rescue these two guys. I didn't expect it to be fake!" Gao Sen cursed fiercely. "But the mental power consumed by an illusion of this scale is not quite terrifying? It would be great if the two countries summoned such a bunch of soldiers to fight during wars." Gao Sen asked. The bones that were like locust plagues just now brought a sense of oppression to people was quite real.

“That’s impossible.”

Priest Vincent gasped and said. He had consumed too much mental power just now, and then he ran a long-distance round-trip with Gao Sen and the others. The double consumption of physical strength and mental energy made the priest almost unable to hold on.

"Although the mental power consumption of the Level 6 illusion technique itself is not very large. It is easier to imitate rigid non-natural living bodies such as skeletons, but even a level 7 full-time illusionist cannot maintain such a large-scale level 6 illusion for a long time. So, I think there should be more than one illusionist here, and it is very likely that only those near us are level 6 illusions, and those far from us should be ordinary non-entity illusions."

"I guessed very correctly, Mr. Priest—" A faint female voice suddenly appeared around them from a thin air. The sound was very nice, with a heavier guttural voice, and it also had a faint echo, giving people a very ethereal feeling.

"Who? Who is there!" the priest shouted loudly, searching everywhere. However, the position of the voice was never fixed. It was always around them.

Gao Sen was also very strange. There was no sign of abnormality in his various visual modes. The location of the sound source was always empty.

"Don't look for it anymore, the intruder-" sounded again. However, this time the position appeared in front of everyone. Gao Sen felt that the air around him seemed to have become much colder in an instant. Then, the air in front of him twisted a little, and three beautiful figures appeared in front of everyone. A faint cold air enveloped them. They had a pale white face, lavender lips, curly long hair, and a pair of pointed ears. Their bodies were tightly wrapped in a layer of transparent gauze, perfectly outlining the slim curves of their figure. But strangely, except for their heads and hands, their whole bodies were transparent! Gao Sen could even see that there was a grasshopper behind them just flying past.

Nico, who was standing behind Gao Sen, looked at their chests and then looked at their own chests. She proudly held her chest up again.

"Elf?" According to general judgment standards, Gao Sen defined the three cold and icy beauties in front of him.

"Ghost Banshee!" The priest widened his eyes.

Gao Sen guessed halfway. The Ghost Banshee is a virtual creature transformed from the undead souls of the elves. Under normal circumstances, if a female elves die unnaturally, then his soul will return to the tree of the elves that gave birth to him. There, they will complete a rebirth. Whether it is a black elves or a white elves. However, once there is some irresistible external force that makes them unable to return to the tree of the elves within seven days, their own powerful natural power will be completely transformed into a semi-materialized empty body, and thus their souls will not dissipate. But they will never be able to return to the tree of the elves that gave birth to them.

There will be gains when you lose something. After the elves are transformed into banshees, they will no longer be afraid of all pure physical attacks. They can also ignore all pure physical obstacles with a thickness smaller than their height. Only enchanted weapons and pure energy attacks can truly harm them. To put it bluntly, they are smart to see, not touch, not touch, not touch at all. Although their attacks do not have any physical damage power, a series of effects such as freezing, blindness, banning, and stun will make people tired of dealing with it.

Despite this, their bodies are indeed very fragile. An ordinary magic missile from a level 3 mage can leave great damage on them. This has to be said to be completely immune to the balance caused by pure physical damage. Fortunately, in addition to being more expensive, magic weapons on the continent are not difficult to find, otherwise they would be invincible in front of a warrior.

"Mr. Gao Sen." The beautiful banshee standing in the middle faced Gao Sen and shouted his name. Gao Sen had a feeling of flattery in an instant.

"My God of Lerondo, even such a beautiful bansheep knows my name." Gao Sen's eyes instantly turned into the depth and charm of 007.

"I remember your name when you were treating the little Kundakra City Lord." The beauty said to Gao Sen.

"Are you the one who is parasitizing in the city lord———"

"No!" Before Gao Sen could finish his words, he was interrupted by the beautiful banshee with an angry look on his face. An extreme cold instantly enveloped Gao Sen. Then a ring of cold air visible to the naked eye instantly swept across everyone present. Although it was cold, it seemed that there was no harm.

"Frost New Star!" The priest felt that the past years had been in vain. This time he came, his vision was really open. It seemed that the other party was obviously holding back.

"My name is Monica." said the head banshee. "Our master hopes you can enjoy our castle. You are just going there alone. Of course, if you dare not."

"The provocation is useless." Gao Sen immediately mocked the banshee's naivety. "However, why not go and have a look. This may be an interesting journey, isn't it?"

Gao Sen smiled and was filled with sunshine.

The banshee sneered and full of contempt.

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