Chapter 121 120. A Prepared Mage Is Invincible, only Those Who Are Prepared

Before the Oriel level, all three hundred soldiers fell.

Although these soldiers are not weak in combat power, and they can rely on formation to resist one or two even if they face several times the number of enemies, they are absolutely unable to withstand a strong man on the seventh ladder.

After knocking down the last soldier, Margaret raised her sword and applied a layer of wind protection to the civilians in the team.

Lauren Frost can be said to be a general, the daughter of the Wolf King of the North. Margaret naturally understands the basics of Martha's guerrilla tactics that gave legion-level increases and terrified the enemies of the Northern Wolf Legion.

Although she couldn't give the entire legion the same boost as Martha, she could still speed up the boost to a team, even if the team had a large number of people.

This is why Margaret is confident that she can take everyone through the Oriel Checkpoint to the designated pick-up point within an hour and a half.

"Set off!"

Following Margaret's command, the team passed the Oriel level in an orderly manner.

…

On the other side, arrows rained down, and the force of each arrow was enough to make the arrow shaft penetrate nearly halfway into the ground.

With this kind of force and such a dense rain of arrows, no matter who they are, they will end up like being pierced into a shower head.

But it's just [as if].

The standing glorious priest was holding a corpse that had been shot like a sieve in his hand. The smile on his face was full of provocation, "Oh my, it was almost over just now."

Stretching out his hand, with his thumb and index finger almost touching, he said, "Just a little bit."

Then he threw the body in his hand and said, "Unfortunately, this guy is not hard enough to enjoy this [massage] with me."

The looming energy dragon scales outside the body are something that the archer cannot predict. The arrows mixed with fine gold and the archer's unique combat skills can also pierce the mind of ordinary people.

But this time it was facing dragon scales, which were equivalent to the dragon scales of young dragons. If you want to break through dragon scales of this level, you should not use arrows mixed with fine gold, but arrows made of fine gold.

Although the guards were full of anger, they were calm enough at this time to judge the situation calmly, respond calmly, and calmly use all their strength to try to kill this thing that was completely unlike a normal radiant priest. 】.

After the caster finished reciting the incantation, dense black tentacles sprouted from the ground beneath his feet, trying to wrap around Mo Cheng's feet and even his whole body. Mo Cheng could feel a cold cold current from the tentacles wrapped around his feet on the contact surface. Enter the body.

It was as if a piece of ice had been inserted into the body, causing the blood to freeze and the limbs to become stiff and difficult to move.

Then, several rays of orange-red light instantly crossed the barrier of space and reached Mo Cheng.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Continuous explosions and simple and direct destructive power pulled Mo Cheng and the surrounding areas into a hell of flames and impact. Countless sand, gravel, and soil were blown up to the sky.

But the explosion is not the end, far from it.

Several more rays of icy blue light froze the smoke, dirt, and Mo Cheng inside, forming a huge lump of ice.

The ice layer continued to thicken, and at the same time, the internal pressure gradually increased due to unknown forces, crushing the frozen stones inside into powder.

I believe that soon, blood will spurt out of the ice mass and be instantly frozen.

but no.

Things did not happen as the mage imagined. A large number of cracks appeared in the ice lump in an instant and exploded at the same time.

Among the scattered fragments, a figure shot out of it at a speed beyond imagination. No one could stop or resist it.

Even the spell caster could only watch helplessly as a fist grew bigger and bigger in his field of vision.

With a final "pop" sound, the caster's head was like a ripe watermelon, red and white falling to the ground.

"A well-prepared mage may be very strong." The blood dripping from his fist may be his own, or it may be the mage's, but it doesn't matter.

"But the mage encountered in the encounter is not strong enough." Taking a step, this step was like a sledgehammer hitting the hearts of the guards, "and..."

"...I am stronger!!!"

A kind of fear that had not happened in a long time was haunting the guards. The fear of death was something that [strong men] like them should never come to their door again.

And the glorious priest in front of them was the one who brought them fear and death.

But no one will wait to die like this, especially the guards who have always been strong, they will only die in battle.

The holy light covered the wooden stick again, and Mo Cheng could already feel his opponent trying to fight to the death, but what could he do?

The ending that has been decided will not change because of the determination to fight to the death.

"Come and die!"

Blood and death have become the only things that exist in this sand. Only one party can survive and walk out of this sand where life is buried alive.

…

When Bennett's anger subsided and he realized something was wrong and wanted to look back for his personal guards, it was already too late.

A one-handed sword stopped Bennett trying to leave. It was Windisha.

She no longer takes Bennett around. The long sword in her hand is entangled with the steel-torn storm, and the tip of the sword is pointed at the butcher on the battlefield.

"Why are you running? I remember telling you that I need to settle the previous accounts, right?"

There was no usual laughter in his words, and there was a ferocious and savage cruelty between his eyebrows, just like the Martha Mo Cheng had seen before.

Lauren Frost, member of the Wolf family, even if Windissa broke up with the family and ran away from the house, she still had the blood of the Wolf in her body.

Cunning, cruel, and vindictive.

"Now let's settle the score for breaking nearly half of my ribs."

The storm tore through the steel, and the wolf-like figure had already retreated before the counterattack flail arrived.

Without the help of the personal guards, Windissa had enough time to cut the battlefield butcher into eighteen pieces in a one-on-one situation.

"Talk, Ventisa, do you think you won?!"

The angry voice failed to make his armor stronger after all, and the dawn wind tore the steel again, leaving a deep scar visible to the bone.

"Aha, what Mo Cheng said is right." Windissa continued to leave scars on Bennett, "It doesn't matter whether you win or not, just do your best. But giving you a painful and unpleasant death is enough. It’s made me happy for a long time!”

The Slaughter Flail specializes in physical fitness and strength, and is a harvesting machine on the battlefield. However, when facing Windisha, he was not even qualified to meet her in a one-on-one battle.

Windisa may not be able to kill Bennett with one blow, but it doesn't matter. She can slash Ling Chi, damage and then scrape him. As long as he can recover faster than the other party, he will definitely be able to kill him.

But just when Windissa approached Bennett again, Bennett held something like a shackle in his hand and shouted: "You should be the one who died! The gladiatorial shackles are activated!"

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