Chapter 780 The Number of Monsters Is so Exaggerated? !

The battle continues.

After the angel was defeated, the other summons came forward to fight.

An elf dragon spewed out magic flames from its mouth, burning the entire land from top to bottom.

He jumped flexibly, avoiding targeted mental shocks again and again, but in the end, he was accidentally hit by the edge and stagnated for a moment.

As a result, the monster seized the opportunity, and the Flesh and Blood Tower suddenly sprayed a large amount of black water, drowning the elegant and calm elf dragon.

With a wail, the skin and bones of the elf dragon melted quickly, and turned into a pool of blood in an instant, and fell to the ground together with the black water.

The two-headed ogre magician shouted "Long live magic", rushed to the monster with a big club in his left hand and a five-meter-long giant sword in his right hand.

With a slow motion of left and right hands, he directly smashed half of the monster's body and was about to pursue the victory.

The movements became slower and slower. Only then did he find to his surprise that his extremely tough body was corroded by the juice bursting from the monster, and the wounds were so deep that the bones could be seen.

Not long after, the ogre magician fell to the ground with a bang. When he died, there was not a single piece of good meat on his body. It was considered that he had done his best.

In this way, under the siege of a group of summons, even if there was not much cooperation between these summons, the monster was still absolutely suppressed.

The state was getting worse and worse, and the counterattacks launched were getting weaker and weaker.

Finally, under the continuous offensive, the wizard personally put an end to this summoning.

He was seen floating in the air, muttering to himself, and spitting out obscure magic spells.

The next second, the surging magic breath spread out, and the wizard threw out five big words.

"Five Fireballs!"

Five fireballs the size of a carriage appeared out of thin air, from left to right, one after another, flying towards the monster.

Like a meteorite falling to the ground, it set off explosions again and again, making a deafening roar.

When all five fireballs hit the monster, the summoned creatures looked again and found that there was nothing left at the monster's original position.

Thus, a battle that could barely be considered an encounter ended with the monster being evaporated.

The three of them won the final victory with an absolute advantage in strength, but they were not happy about it.

They consumed a lot of magic power in this battle. In order to make up for this part of the consumption, they needed to spend a lot of cultivation resources.

The death of the monster did not bring any valuable resources. Dealing with this monster was a completely unprofitable business. The cost could only be recovered by collecting water-attributed treasures transformed from haze.

In this way, although the three did not lose money, they did not make much money, so they were naturally not very happy.

Three hours later, another monster appeared from the depths of the thick fog and rushed towards the three of them.

This time, with the previous experience, the three of them did not waste magic power and summoned a sixth-level summon.

The first to appear were three seventh-level summons, a projection of a great magician, an angel with three pairs of wings on his back, and the last one was an ancient tree guard.

The three of them also had no coordination to speak of, but relying on their excellent individual strength, they firmly pressed the monsters that came out of the fog to the ground and crushed them.

In less than a moment, they won the battle.

Just at this time...

More and more monsters appeared within the observation range of the three people!