Magic Tower Starry Sky

The elf transcendent whose entire body was cut obliquely did not die immediately, but the exuberant vitality made him more painful. He had never seen or even heard of such magic, and then, in astonishment, he watched his favorite knife being cut open, followed by himself. There is no fierce confrontation, everything is completely different from your own imagination.

When his upper body fell into the dust, his eyes happened to be facing the battlefield where the three elders were besieging the Lich. The same light whip is different from the one used by human magicians, with a faint multicolored brilliance leaking from the transparency from time to time. The light whip in the Lich's hand is as black as ink, and just facing it directly is terrifying.

The Fen version of the God Whip does not have the function of cutting space like the Lin version. This Lich ferociously integrated all the elemental attacks, soul damage, curses, and magic with negative effects that she had learned so far into this light whip. With a whip, there are many tastes, even the elder druids who have honed their minds for a long time, still howl in pain.

The soft whip is agile and has an advantage over long distances; while the magic whip is more changeable under the control of Finner's powerful mental power. Even if the elders saw Ronan's miserable situation and tried to avoid the attack of the long whip, they couldn't.

As the whip hits the body, poisoning, fatigue, blindness, confusion, sluggishness, stiffness, and various negative superpositions, they do not even have time to regret, and gradually lose consciousness and control over the body.

For them, the most harmful thing is not the attack from the long whip, but after various magical powers enter the body, some will breed each other, and some will conflict with each other. The chaotic and disorderly interaction disintegrates their bodies every nook and cranny until it all turns to dust.

There are not many people who pay attention to this battlefield, just a few people. But those who saw it all watched the three druid elders lose color all over their bodies, their skin cracked, and finally knelt on the ground like sand sculptures, without a sound. Another slap of the whip, and the kneeling Elf Druid Elder was smashed into pieces of sand and soil, never regaining its original shape.

After smashing an elf, the Lich showed a slightly disappointed expression, but he didn't continue to smash the other two, but scattered the condensed light whip in his hand. The first thing I saw when I turned my head was the magician with his forehead on his cane and gasping for breath. Fern changed back to her smiling smile, and said, "How many times have you been whipped just now? One? Or two? Does this make you exhausted? This won't work. I wanted to praise you, but when I saw This face, those compliments really can't be said. It's a premature **** man."

"Pfft! I'm early!" A person who was lost in a sentence jumped up on the spot, and said back rudely to the visitor: "He is not a woman, he needs foreplay and tenderness. I am fighting with my life, gambling It’s life and death. Of course, when we meet at the door, we will magnify it. If one move fails, and I don’t want Chengren, of course I will run for my life. Do you think I have the ability to fight a transcendent person for three hundred rounds.”

Fern tilted her head, pondered for a while, and said, "Well, you're right. It's just that you don't practice much? Both of your students do their daily meditation classes harder than you do."

"Mage is not trying to tell who has more power, nor is he older or more experienced than anyone. The real comparison is here, here!" Someone pointed to his head and said excitedly.

"Okay, okay, it's like being stepped on the tail."

"I really want to improve. This **** talent is over there. If I meditate a little longer, I will still feel dizzy, vomiting and diarrhea. It's best if you can find some medicine for me to eat. Directly increase the skill of hundreds of years." Someone who lost his temper a little bit grumbled dissatisfiedly.

When the Lich heard this, his eyes lit up, and he began to sell again: "How about a different body? The perfect body, the magic talent is so good that you can't imagine, just breathing can increase your power."

Ever since a certain lich successfully transformed itself and regained its physical body, whenever she thought about it, she would encourage someone, and Lin's ears were calloused when she heard it. Even though his era no longer had the concept of "body, hair, skin and skin receiving parents", even after time travel, it is not clear whether this body is still the same as before. But for the transformation proposed by Fen, Lin really didn't have much interest. Because he felt that the other party was just looking for an experimental product, or a work.

Once the excitement was over, Lin felt dizzy again. Looking listlessly at the battlefield where the elves were fighting, he subconsciously wanted to stay away. And Fern also sensed his gaze, and asked, "Want to join the war?"

"No! Please don't!" The one who rushed to say this was the elf sword dancer who stood aside silently and was spattered with blood. The situation was changing so quickly that she had never imagined it before. Especially in front of her eyes, it can be said that the highest combat power in the elf kingdom was slaughtered like pigs and dogs without resistance. She couldn't imagine how many regrets it would cause if these two entered the battlefield.

You know, Midi has resurrection medicine and resurrection magic, but the premise is that the corpse must be kept intact. However, no matter if the flesh and blood collapsed to the point of dust, or if it was split into two at shoulder length, it must be dead and impossible to resurrect.

And this elf civil war is also what Liena doesn't want to see. She wants to achieve her desired goal, but she also doesn't want to have too many losses. Under such a premise, the first thing to prevent these two magicians from entering the battlefield. So she quickly thought about her words, persuaded the two people who didn't know how to comment, and said:

"Without Ronan and the three elders, this war can be said to be over. The only thing left is to stop all this and how to deal with the aftermath. I don't need to bother you two about these things."

Somebody feeling a little drained, happy not to be part of that messy melee. Grabbing the two eager apprentices looking at the battlefield, Lin walked towards a seemingly safe position. Fen glanced casually, and there was indeed no one else worthy of her shot, so she followed someone back.

Looking at the backs of the four humans, Liena felt complicated. But now there is no time to think about it, the most urgent thing is to quickly stop the two sides in the war and stop this meaningless war.

As news of the death of Ronan Peterson and the three druid elders spread across the battlefield, the intensity of the battle gradually decreased. The morale of the Shenmu Guards, who were already at a disadvantage, was so low that some people put down their weapons and stopped fighting.

Although being able to become a member of the Shenmu Guards is bound to be the best among elves, this does not mean that they can become the guard warriors of the king and ministers, but just a group of rich and poor. The gap in individual strength between the two parties is not so large as to make people despair.

In terms of the difference in numbers, almost every Shenmu guard has to deal with four to five elf guards. If the protection of the World Tree is still there, and all the supernatural beings in the Kingdom of Pyate Jaime are members of the guard. So even if their numbers are at a disadvantage, they are not without a fight.

But the strong men they had placed high hopes on had fallen one after another, and could no longer lead them to victory. And the protection mechanism of the current World Tree is no different from nothing. No one knows the reason, but members of the Shenmu Guards couldn't help but wonder if it was because of the ceremony. Disappointment and guilt, as well as countless fallen comrades in arms, made it impossible for them to persevere.

The battle is over.

But despite the end of what was little more than a slapstick battle, things were far from over. After the young elf king quickly issued instructions on cleaning up the battlefield, he, together with his ministers and his most trusted elite guards, came to find a certain human magician who was hiding in a corner of the battlefield and was resting safely.

When passing through the battlefield of the peak duel, the elves of course also saw the fate of the three druid elders and the tragic situation of the extraordinary Ronan Pietersson. Before that, they were still ignorant of the meaning of the name 'Devil King Tikal'. But with someone close as a comparison, they deeply understand the pressure that name brings.

Seeing the young king walking over mightily with a group of people. Someone instinctively wanted to turn around and run away. Did he kill too hard, people came to Xingshi to question him. As soon as he turned his head, he was pushed back by two balls. Fern put her palms on someone's back, not going to let him run away.

Ridan III who came before him did not hide under the protection of the guards, he said sincerely: "Your Excellency Tripwood, can you please take us to the place where His Majesty Lahti is imprisoned."

"Oh, oh, this is the matter." Only then did Lin Ye see the elf sword dancer hiding in the team with a raised face. Although there was no expression, the only one who could guide the king to find him was Liena who knew. Knowing that this was a matter of urgency, Lin, who regained some strength, said without any hesitation, "Okay, please come with me."

The environment on the World Tree is unfamiliar and novel to the elves other than the Shenmu Guards, but now they have no time to stop and enjoy it. No one knows what kind of damage the magic circle used to kill the gods will cause to the consciousness of World Tree. But getting that kitten out as soon as possible ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ will never be a bad thing.

Soon, under Lin's leadership, a group of people passed through the passage inside the World Tree and came to the door of the room where the God-slaying magic circle was arranged. But even if there is an old horse who knows the way to lead the way, this journey is not so easy, the reason is the magic traps and force field barriers that must be passed through.

But the young elf king brought so many people up, it's not for nothing. Under Lin's reminder, several of them released the traps and force fields in a targeted manner.

Finally, he came to the door of that room. Even though the massing arrows roared past, there were still two members of the Shenmu guard guarding here. They didn't know what was going on in the outside world at all, they just said rigidly: 'It doesn't matter, leave as soon as possible. '

The anxious king didn't want to explain nonsense at all. With an instruction, a large number of guards rushed forward immediately, and they should be the last two Shenmu guards who were stubbornly resisting.

The door of the room with the God-slaying magic circle is in front of you. With anxiety, under the command of the young king, all the magic and locks on the door were destroyed, and the door was opened.

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