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Chapter Two Hundred and Two: Old Friends Rejoice to Meet

"What a boring battle." Xia He looked like you were too weak and exited the battle sequence. He dispelled two summoning techniques, and the angel and the snake demon returned to their world.

In the illusion, spells can be released as long as they are reasonable, and the space fluctuations are very small.

Because of this, Xia He's magic exerted its maximum power.

Xia He watched Fire Element beat the elf with his fist. The elf was burned to death. He didn't want to be captured, so he did not stop Fire Element's attack.

The unicorn's legs were burned and limped, and the unicorn electric current on the top of its head flashed. Unfortunately, it did not really grow up. This ability does not exist at birth, and it requires blood awakening.

Xia He felt heartbroken when two soldiers died, and this was his mistake.

He thought there would be teams from other academies coming, so he did not arrange for the mage to stand guard. The mage was busy processing materials and preparing for the remaining days.

The soldiers were alert and found that the enemy was a little too late.

There needs to be a magician and a magic trap.

"Sorry, teacher..." The battle is coming to an end, and Ye Lina comes to apologize.

"Why do you say that?"

"We are patronizing to celebrate victory, share the loot, forgetting that the battle will never end."

After hearing this, Yuri and others looked ashamed. Xia He said that when setting up camp, they had to set up magic traps, which was agreed upon when they set off.

Xia Hexin said, I have relaxed myself, how can you blame me?

But he still had to hold on to his airs and said, "A bloody lesson, two died and four seriously injured. I hope that in the days to come, no matter how safe the environment is, you will not forget this night."

"Master, is the corpse still burning?" A soldier asked carefully. In the previous battle in the village, Xia He burned the elves' corpses in fire, and those were good feed.

"Take it away." Xia He sighed. This is an illusion and he wants to maintain morale. If he is outside, unless it is a forced situation, he will not let people treat the body as food, even if it is feeding the horse.

Different eras and different worlds have different values.

The hatred between humans and elves at the time was beyond the reach of people today. Not to mention feeding horses, some radical humans even created elves recipes and treated elves as food.

The soldiers were happy and went to drag the elves' bodies.

The elf's armor and weapons were taken down and hidden in the village. The elf was tall and many clothes could not be worn by humans. Medilly stepped forward to pick up the elf's spear. The gun was about the same length as she usually used. Although it was not epic equipment, it was much better than what the illusion provided. The illusion's weapons made Medilly speechless.

"Some damage." Medilly showed Xia He the tip of the gun. The elf used his spear to burst out fighting spirit, breaking Xia He's dream ball. But the spear also damaged the gun's lead.

“It’s easy to repair, just right there are materials.”

Medilly shook the spear and felt that the weight was light. The material of this gun must be a bit bad, not like a weapon made for her by the Lord, and the materials are the best.

Xia He cut off the horns of the unicorn and created a gun tip for Medierli. The students set up traps and sent people to help stand guard.

After such a struggle, everyone became alert and entered the fantasy forest. Even if it was on the periphery, danger would come at any time. This time the enemy did not have a wizard, and if there were spell casters, there would never be only two people who would lose.

Xia He returned to the room, and Medilly followed in and watched Xia He help her refine weapons.

"Medilly, this illusion is very real. Although the elves empire back then was powerful, it was far less than today's empire in terms of skills. Magic is developing and martial arts is also developing. The level of that elves is very high. If it were from the Metatriline family, I'm afraid I can't stand it."

"Is there an elf soul in the illusion?"

"Maybe there is, or it is a illusion created based on the information left behind, and try to be as real as possible."

"Sir, I'm very curious..."

"Curious about my skill source?"

"yes."

"Xia is a very ancient surname, and it has blood branches not only in this world. In fact, the history of our family can be traced to hundreds of thousands of years. Now I am the only one left in the family, but I still have a lot of wealth, otherwise I would not have developed in the Storm."

"Sir, have you been to another world?"

"I've been there, Andusias was captured in another world, of course I didn't do it."

Medilly was a little fascinated. She now completely believed Xia He's words. Legend is just the beginning. Even the legendary flame demon can be captured. The person who captured Andusias is probably a demigod, right?

The second half of the night passed very smoothly. Some elves passed by and triggered the trap. They were killed by the magician arranged by Xia He and dragged the corpse back to feed the horses. However, no strong people appeared all night, which was the norm in the fantasy forest.

The human army is approaching the elves' ancestral land, and the wizards and powerful warriors in the fantasy forest are basically going to protect the big elves' king.

When it was dawn, soldiers would get up to prepare breakfast. After going deep into the forest, there might not be such a good environment. Everyone could only eat dry food and drink dew.

The mages completed their respective tasks, and most of the scroll materials were processed, and each person distributed two level 20 scrolls. The soldiers also had tents, and the war horses lost more than 40 horses, but the road would become increasingly difficult to walk. These war horses could only be treated as carriage beasts or transported the wounded.

The successive victory made the morale very high, but the rain began to heavier. This is the masterpiece of the elves wizards. Relying on the fantasy forest and the elves' ancestral land, it released climate magic.

The wounded were all riding horses and a few soldiers were walking. Xia He did not open the road this time, but followed the village road to advance into the fantasy forest. He had taken a straight line before to seize the time and occupy the village. Now that the supplies have been obtained, Xia He naturally does not rush to the next target.

The road is muddy and cannot speed up, but there are no powerful monsters along the way of the forest road opened by the elves.

The former ruler of the world made the monsters understand awe.

The sky was getting darker and the light in the forest was not good. With rainy weather, soldiers had to hang magic lamps on the war horse to shine on the road. The elves' vision was much better than that of humans, and this kind of shiny environment could see everything clearly.

"Sir, find the camp ahead." A soldier turned back from the front of the team and reported to Xiahe.

“Human camp?”

"yes."

Xia He thought about it and said that if he detours, the forest is now even muddy, and it is not as good as the road opened by such elves.

"Medilli, go and have a look with me." Xia He was walking, but he asked the soldiers for two horses. Medilli followed Xia He, holding a spear, Xia He walked slowly forward with a magic wand.

After crossing a stream, another road appeared in the forest, and came from the left. On a slightly higher open space, more than a dozen tents were set up. Xia He was strange that the soldiers were ten people and one tent, and thirty tents were needed for 300 soldiers. The soldiers in this team were too high to lose.

A ball of light lit up in Xiahe, shining towards the camp, behind the trees in front of them, only then did someone speak.

"stop."

"I am Asra of the Tenth House, whose camp is in front of me?"

A young magician walked out of a tent. Xia He looked at his face from a distance, feeling strange.

Anderson Lee from Westward College!

At the last debate, this guy persisted until the end and lost all his face. Although he was a bit too mean, who told him to persevere on stage?

It is not good to admit defeat early, so there is no need to tear the face.

"Asla, why are you so late?" Anderson walked over enthusiastically as if he had never quarreled with Xia He. The tip of Medierli's gun was raised and ready to attack at any time.

Xia He jumped off his horse, walked forward, and took the initiative to give him a hug with Anderson.

Anderson's body stiffened, and Medielli was wary of him. He was afraid that Asra would kill him. This kind of thing has happened before. Anyway, it was in the illusion, killing people was nothing, it was just a competition for rankings.

"I took the wrong path, so it's too late. Why are you losing so much manpower here?" Xia He pointed to the tent in the distance.

Anderson said: "I met an elf defeated soldier, there was a wizard I didn't pay attention, alas..."

"Why should we join forces?" Xia He said enthusiastically.

"How many people do you have?" Anderson looked behind Xia He, and there were hundreds of cavalrymen on the other side of the stream.

"Around six hundred people, a team wanted to attack me, but I ate it."

Anderson sneered, saying, "Everyone is united in the enemy, it is too much to do this."

"That's right, fortunately the soldiers didn't lose much. Anderson, you're quite a big place here, and it's time for my army to eat..."

"Then come here, there is no need to join forces, but we can walk together. This road is unstable, and many elves and soldiers with broken rears will definitely have wizards."

Anderson refused to join forces, as Xia He expected. After joining forces, who would command was a problem. He had too few people left, so he could not command more than 600 of his own people. If he had to command himself and turn back and push his people up, he could not disobey his orders.

Xia He set off a magic whistle to let the people behind him follow him. Seven human magicians led more than one hundred soldiers across the stream, and the troops behind him approached one after another.

Anderson's eyelids twitched. He found a problem. Asra's troops and weapons and equipment were updated.

In Anderson's team, neither the professor nor the lecturer lost. Four students were eliminated, which was twenty-five. There were ninety-one soldiers left, so there were so few tents. Xia He also noticed that Anderson's team lost too much war horses, with more than twenty left, surrounded by temporary beast railings.

This guy didn't tell the truth. He probably fought a few tough battles and killed a lot of elves.

"Anderson, don't you mind my people setting up cordons?" Xia He asked with a smile.
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