Terra Echi stretched out his nightmarish-like tentacles from under his feathers, reaching to every knight around him. It spread its wings under Jita's control, and the surging shadow rolled over like a tide. Its seven eyes stood above its head, like blood in the shadow, reflecting everyone in its eyes.

But its attack made the knights discover anomaly. The knight, who was rolled up by the tentacles, struggled hard and left behind the shadows. The trembling commander saw this scene, and a trace of unbelievable light flashed in his eyes. He climbed up from the ground, picked up a sword from the ground, and slashed at a tentacle that stretched towards him with one sword.

He was just tempted, but the shadow tentacles broke in response to the sound, and the commander stood there in a daze. The street was in chaos, and almost every knight was struggling to resist, so this subtle detail was not noticed by Jita.

The phantom summoned from the story is naturally hundreds or thousands of times weaker than her body, but even so, she needs to concentrate. Beads of sweat seeped out from her fair face and slid down in bunches. The naturalist lady gritted her teeth. This was almost the most difficult phantom she summoned. The fragments and knowledge in her mind seemed to be devouring her in turn, but she thought that as long as she persisted, others would be safer.

"That's just an illusion!"

After the commander stood still for a moment, Ru Meng woke up. He suddenly remembered what kind of person he was going to fight against. He subconsciously looked back at the hotel there, "It was that damn witch who lied to all of us!" But few people heard his appeal, and the knights were racing to escape, let alone unreliable mercenaries.

The commander tried to stop the others in vain, but to no avail, and everyone dissipated like a tide. He had to grab the sword and greet the phantom alone, but at this moment, the figure of the king of crow Terraeche suddenly faded, and the shadow that formed its body dispersed like a fog.

Ji Ta felt dizzy and let go of her hand from the book. She shook and slid down against the wall. The magic book also slammed on the floor with a thud, raising a piece of dust. The naturalist lady showed an annoyed look, looked at her magic book and bit her lip, but she couldn't move for a moment.

She raised her head and asked outside in a weak voice: "Have you all escaped?"

But on the terrace, Parker was tilting his head, and he suddenly turned around and opened his mouth, not knowing how to describe it for a moment-

"This, the plan seems to have changed a little..."

The commander was watching the Crow King disappear in disbelief in front of him, and a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes, and suddenly shouted to the others: "Look, it has disappeared..."

The knights finally noticed the change and stopped. They turned around, but they didn't know what was going on for a moment. But when everyone's eyes were attracted by this scene, Alisa heard a low voice in the room. Luo Yu, who was standing on the other street, also looked up. In their eyes, a small black dot covering the sky and appeared in the sky.

Alisa lowered her head at this time and looked at the knights on the street, thinking that you were so beautiful now.

"The leader is here."

She pressed the communication crystal and sent the message out.

May and Miss Maid were walking out of the hotel side by side, and no one seemed to notice them. They looked at the chaotic streets. Miss Knight turned around and said to Xiesta, who was beside her: "Mr. Ed just told me that he would arrive soon."

But Xie Shita didn't comment. She raised her head and her light purple eyes were silently staring in the air. The adventurers who walked out from behind followed her gaze and finally saw the tiny things from behind the smoke and dust. Therefore, they, rather than the knights of the Crow Claw Temple, discovered this scene first.

"Look at what that is!?"

Someone couldn't help but shout.

But the tiny black objects in the sky had dived down, and they were divided into two torrents, about thirty or forty, and then people could see clearly each individual in the torrent, the dark red, slewing-like structure like an elongated octahedral.

What is obvious is the construct, whose wings shine in the air, like stars light and dark. The constructs of this size of Aitalia have only clockwork fairies, but people have never seen such a "fairy".

Is it a different body of the clockwork fairy?

But their trajectory is not like any other - people's biggest impression of this kind of small structure is Elite's battle to become famous in the Second World, which was its most glorious moment - the wall of fairy, the whole-region vision. But even the net that was staring at everything in the sky, it was several miles wide.

As a clockwork leprechaun who is good at detecting, there are very few - or should be said to be almost never gathered together to use it.

The sound in the sky is now close to the limit of ordinary people's hearing. A man with a sharp hearing among the knights finally noticed something, raised his head and looked into the air, and then a surprised gaze appeared in his eyes. And at that moment, blood and fire had already arrived-

For the gray knights who are generally only at level 17 or 18, the Yangyan ray is not enough to kill one blow, but it is enough to make them lose their combat effectiveness. Without any defense, the scorching fire directly burned through the knight's right arm, causing his sword-holding hand to fall to the ground. The man screamed, lost his center of gravity and fell backwards.

And this is just the beginning.

Before the others could react, a fire net had hanged down from the air. At that moment, it was like purgatory. Bunches of light flashed and disappeared. The gray knights who were caught off guard fell down one by one. But they were not the worst. The magic armor on their bodies always had some protection capabilities. The real luck was the mercenaries who fled far away.

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The dazzling light, like a pouring golden rain, burned through the soft human body and turned it into ashes. The mercenaries who lacked protection were almost penetrated by straight light, and the high temperature ignited their thick clothes and burned into a pillar of fire in an instant.

This scene seemed to be a punishment from heaven. The adventurers were stunned and looked at the battlefield that had changed their appearance. People even forgot to take pictures of it.

Even Fang Zhu was somewhat unexpected about the power of this combination. Although they were almost certainly not as long as the lancer's endurance and stability, the suddenness of the first round of intensive strikes and the flexibility of the fairy construction themselves were enough to make up for all this.

Even further...

Start with the simple fighting goblin on the dwarf drawings, and to the silver bee swarm of Istaniya.

To this day, the black stars he saw in the Xiajingao Tower seemed to be finally displayed in this world.

He didn't know if that was really the legacy of the Noumerlin elves, but there was no doubt that the battle elves' plan was absolutely feasible, and today's battle was enough to prove this. Although they were far from comparable to the "complete form" of the battle elves he saw in that illusion, which was shown by the dark stars.

But at least, it should have a place.

The blood-colored evil star is rising slowly, hanging high above everyone's heads.

Fang Zhuan looked at the camera, which was like the eyes of insects under the compound eyes of the insects, and calmly issued attack instructions. The blood-red stars immediately scattered after one round of attacks, chasing those who had escaped and carrying out the second round of attacks. Every time the interlaced light flashed, it would almost certainly take away a life.

Alisa also didn't expect that this was probably the first time she had seen her team leader, and she looked at this scene with such a side. She looked up at the scene with her head - it was not impulse, but extremely calm. Countless dark red structures were following an unreplicable trajectory, each of which seemed to have its own soul and will, and was an independent individual.

It was like a gathering of consciousness on the battlefield. It was watching everything calmly and controlling everything. With one person, it became an army. The enemy was not its opponent, its opponent was only itself. Alisa thought with surprise, and she seemed to have noticed this detail:

"Ed seemed a little angry."

"Mr. Ed seems a little angry?"

Mei was also talking to Xie Shita, who was beside her childishly. She could not understand people's hearts, but she could vaguely understand the meaning behind Fang Yu's series of operations.

The maid was silent and did not speak. She looked at a window on the second floor of the hotel without any trace, and remembered everything she saw in the refugee camp, so that she could understand the reason behind all this. She put down her hands, but her silent eyes were rarely softened.

The knights were completely shaken, not to mention the mercenaries. They were in a state of collapse from the beginning and they could only escape, but Fang Yu did not intend to let these people go. He could have let these people go, but these people were not worthy of his pity, and the other party's behavior of taking Silmide away had completely angered him.

He doesn't need to say it.

He didn't understand what the so-called prophecy meant—

But he could at least let these people know what offending a combat craftsman means.

"What's more, some people don't know," the throne stared at this scene from afar. He had already received news from Chenguang and rushed over, but what he saw was just such a scene. The dark crystal he held in his hand was flashing with a dark red light: "He is not just excellent."

The throne listened to the girl's voice coming from it, and was silent for a while before speaking: "He has caused a big mess now."

"Master, are you saying that the Crow Claw Temple will not give up?"

"I mean it's not just this trouble," the young man shook his head gently, "not only the Crow Claw Temple, there are probably many people who are asking him for trouble... The Alliance will react, not to mention the Flores' descendants," he sighed, "Your Princess, you have caused me a big trouble this time..."

"So I said I owe you a favor. He is actually very good at causing trouble. He has caused countless troubles in the past," Sophie smiled, her avatar appeared beside the young man, and through the screen, he silently looked at the dark red light in the distance with the former.

"The Floress people are indeed looking for this opportunity, but I believe he should be able to withstand it. If you contact him, you will find out what's special about this person," she said after a moment of silence, "He has become powerful again."

"By when he was at Vanrik?"

"No, more than ever."

The throne turned around and looked at the little princess: "Your Highness, do you think of him so much?"

"So remember how people judge Loofah?"

"extraordinary?"

Sophie smiled and said, "Odin thinks he is similar to Loofah, and Ming also has the same view, but it's not that easy for me. Have you heard of the Fairy Dance? I think he is the closest person to that person. Do you know, some are rebels, but some are destined to walk on a lonely road-"

"You're not saying..." The throne looked at her in disbelief.

Sophie nodded slightly.

"The Road to the Ten Kings."

...

The commander shouted at the top of his lungs, and he was almost the only one who resisted on the battlefield. Fang Zhu did not choose to kill him. He watched the dark red components fly away after two rounds of attacks, but that didn't mean the end.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! They rise to the air, and then return to the black shadows that are anchoring there one by one, and return to the tall components holding spears and still static, and merge with them. People raised their heads and looked at the more than 20 arrogant knights hanging in the air, holding spears, pointing directly to the sky.

The streets were silent, and people didn't know what to say at this moment.

"It's a great craftsman..."

"Their team leader is at least a big craftsman..."

"Idiot," the commander's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were red. "We must break through, it takes time to recharge the component, and his attack only has two rounds... We must seize this opportunity."

But the question is, will the other party let them go?

No one seems to be easy to mess with in this adventure group.

But the remaining knights at least understood it. If they didn't resist, the outcome would probably be the same. Anyway, the starlight still exists, and it's just a resurrection. You have to fight. Who will know what the result is?

In the desperate situation, the people on the battlefield finally discovered their courage. The knights held the sword in their hands tightly, and the mercenaries finally found a reason to fight. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. They lined up and walked forward tentatively.

In the direction of the hotel, neither Xieshita nor Meiyi stopped these people. Ouli's teachings made his knights not kill those who gave up on resistance, and the other party obviously would not attack them again. Besides, Meiyi remembered his only two experiences of practicing fighting with Fang Ling.

She put down the long spear, and was a little confused for a moment. Should she remind these people of what kind of opponents they are facing?

As for the maid, without receiving the order, she was so indifferent that she was not much different from a stone sculpture.

The commander finally vaguely saw the person behind him through the wind and snow. Although he was curious about why the other people on the other side did not take this opportunity to attack them, he didn't care about so much at this moment. The mission was completely failed, but he had to at least get a decent victory.

Or failed—

He swung his sword forward and let out a roar: "Go!"

The knights also let out a low cry, praising the storm, praising the people who gave them honor, praising Aidanian and the Supreme Lord. They held their swords high and then launched a charge, the only charge organized by the knights in this battle.

A silver light flashed on the street, which was the armor of the knights, and it was a piece of light connected to it.

But what was waiting after the wind and snow was only a slender dark shadow, with the sheathed knife in their hands. In a low roar, red lights lit up one after another, and the light shining under the pointed helmets of the dragon hunters was now like a reflection of the nightmare of the knights.

Then, a neat and colorful sword light, under the gaze of people's incredible eyes, the knights who rushed through the street flew back from the wind and snow at a bizarre posture in the blade light at twice the speed before. The scattered armor and a bright red blood light, the human limbs fell back like a blood rain.

They fell to the ground with crackling blood and internal organs, and the commander was scattered.

In the midst of silence, the commander of the Crow Claw Temple held the sword, staggered and took two steps back, and then sat down to the ground.
To be continued...