Move a Monster To Another World

A phantom appeared behind Qi Luo, and a cold light pierced his neck. ()

Another flash of cold light appeared, and the dense ice crystals instantly formed a layer of ice protection, blocking the dagger.

The dagger is obviously a magic weapon, with a strong magic breaking power, it actually pierced the ice protection.

The blasted ice suddenly turned into a layer of ice spreading in all directions, freezing the dagger and her master.

Then a layer of mage armor appeared, and Quillo ran forward a few steps, turned around, with a cold mockery on his face.

Warlock?

Before the soul trade with the devil, I was a high-level mage in the "Blood Moon Mage Tower"!

How could you not have a few stressful defensive equipment with constant spells on your body?

He looked carefully and found that the frozen stalker in front of him was actually a graceful woman, a female assassin who was proficient in assassination.

She was covered with a black veil, wearing a close-fitting black leather armor, holding two sharp daggers in her hands, maintaining the previous posture of sneak assassination.

Well, the posture is good.

Although you can't see your face under the veil, you have such a good body, and you must not look bad, right?

Looking at the petite figure frozen in front of her, Quirrell sneered:

You are the one who killed so many of my men before, right?

Of course it's not just you, but other companions, right?

I have been waiting for you for a long time!

Sure enough, you couldn't catch you for the first time, and now that my sacrifice is ready, you finally can't stand it.

Big fish, take the bait!

Quirrell raised his staff, using pain to torture the hateful human stalker.

Whoosh!

Whizzing!

Three feather arrows burst through the air in a row, with different rays of light.

A frozen feather arrow hit a follower who was about to rush to protect Quirrell. Although it was blocked, the ice rune carved on it took effect, and a layer of ice froze the follower’s buckler. And the left hand holding the shield, and quickly spread to the left arm;

A seemingly ordinary feather arrow hit another follower, but it kept shaking with a strange pattern. The follower's complexion changed slightly, and he felt that his body began to be paralyzed and he did not listen to his orders;

The last feather arrow that burned flames shot at Quirrell.

"Frozen Arrow? Concussion Arrow? Flame Arrow?"

"Hunter? Archer? Ranger?"

"High-end?"

Quirrell's face was solemn.

They were all expensive enchanted arrows. No wonder they were recruited by two of their followers in the case of a sneak attack.

Before he could think about it, he put another layer of ice protection on himself.

The flame arrow hit and exploded in an instant, but it didn't cause much damage to Quirrell.

This is just the beginning.

An orc carrying a giant axe rushed over from the dense forest and arrived at the camp in a blink of an eye.

charge!

Chop!

Then……

Whirlwind!

The orc sword sage revolved at a high speed, and the half-human-height axe slashed through the sharp and deadly marks, and then he saw blood splashing and meat flying horizontally.

A small grinding wheel rotates at high speed, can also polish steel, easily cut off fingers and arms, let alone an 80-pound giant battle axe?

A demon guard rushed over, holding a blade of the abyss one-man high in his hand.

It will be nearly one floor tall, a few heads taller than the Orc Sword Saint, and it will be aggressive.

The Orc Swordmaster glanced at him, then stopped the Whirlwind, ran a few steps, and suddenly jumped up, the battle axe fell from the sky, and when the demon guard could not react, it struck him in the head.

Split in half.

"Jump!"

The demon guard knelt to the ground, and the orc sword sage drew out his battle axe, bleeding like hell.

He turned around, expressionless, and rushed to the other demons.

Quirrell was surprised:

Such a strong orc sword saint, I am afraid that he is already ranked 6th, right?

The kind that is close to the legend?

How could such a powerful orc sword saint appear here? There shouldn't be such an existence on Atonement Island. Could it be from the outside?

A vine was drilled on the ground, binding everyone's feet.

Quirrell's face changed again:

It's a druid, and it's a high-level druid!

Only a high-level druid can summon so many and so thick vines at once.

He raised his staff and was about to cast a spell, purifying everything with the flames of hell.

At this time, a Frost Arrow flew in the distance.

Then there are the second and third roots.

more and more.

Frost and arrow rain!

The other party actually has a wizard?

High-level Frost Mage?

Quirrell's eyes were full of chills.

He knew that the opponent's strength was beyond imagination, far stronger than he thought.

But it doesn't matter, he is not fighting alone, nor is it just a group of people fighting.

Now, just save your life!

As for those demons, blasphemers, and even their own followers?

It doesn't matter anymore.

As long as the incarnation of the great demon lord is summoned, then nothing matters.

These are dead, and he will get better!

Whoosh!

Another arrow flew, hitting the ice that was freezing the human female assassin, and then exploded, smashing the ice, and there was an inconspicuous crack.

The ice layer cracked, and the petite human stalker broke free from the ice and continued to attack.

After all, it is not an absolute ice seal of the "ice barrier" level. The ice layer is extremely thin and it is easy to get out of trouble.

A fireball suddenly appeared and exploded between the female assassin and Quirrell.

A purple-black light suddenly emerged from the female assassin's body, covering her whole body. Her speed surged instantly, and at the moment the fireball exploded, she left the explosion range.

Then……

Fleeing without looking back!

The assassin is the uncrowned king in the dark night, is a dancer on the blade, any assassin exposed to the enemy's field of vision will not live long.

If he missed a hit, he immediately flees away, then hides in the shadow that no one can find, and continues to wait for the next opportunity.

Ish struck a succubus to death with an axe. Suddenly he had a warning sign in his heart. He looked up and saw a little giant as high as one floor, running from the dense forest, carrying a mace that was as heavy as himself. ,aggressive.

He took a deep breath.

The other side brought him a lot of pressure, which made him suspicious:

Could it be that he is a danger in his intuition?

Is this a trap for people like yourself?

This is too obvious, there is no doubt that it is a trap!

Ish picked up the battle axe, turned and fled, toward the direction he came.

Since the enemy has prepared a trap, of course he has to escape. Is it still silly, waiting to be swept away by others?

In the dense forest, the ice and the fire light complement each other.

The high-ranking female mage "Naxisha" whispered "Damn" secretly.

It was actually calculated!

But how is it possible?

People like me hurry up and rush here after getting off the "Sea Emperor". They don't even arrive for a long time before and after. Who can calculate it?

Could it be...

There are also "blasphemous" people on the "Sea Emperor"?

Narcissa felt cold all over.

She has only one thought now:

Escape, escape, escape!

A large number of vines appeared, blocking the enemy.

High-level druids and human rangers also began to flee.

Narcissa has her plans:

This is not to flee, but to retreat strategically, for subsequent actions.

This is just the beginning.

Do you think Mechanic City is such a fun place?

hehe.

Just let you go in first and find the way for me.

Once you have stepped on all the thunders and exploded, I will clean up the mess!

"Chase!"

Quirrell sneered.

The sacrificial ritual takes time and cannot be interrupted during that time. Now you must kill these enemies that may cause your own defeat.

Now that you have appeared, how can you let you go?

The exposed enemy is much easier to deal with than the hidden enemy.

"I stay, you go and help them!" Quirrell ordered.

The four followers and the surviving blasphemy all dispatched to cooperate with the four members of the thief to hunt down the enemy.

Only the demons stayed and guarded here with him.

Hunting down is obviously not an easy task.

A few minutes later, no one came back.

Suddenly, Quirrell heard the movement and smiled slightly, with a cold heart.

"It's a thief, it's really efficient."

Quirrell raised his head and looked into the distance, the smile on his face froze.

None of the thief members came back ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Some strangers came out of the dense forest.

No, it's not all strangers. Several of them have met before, beaten away and tortured by magic tricks. They didn't expect to be alive and come back again!

A human swordsman, a dwarf mage, a skeleton mage, and three elven warriors, but the breath of death exudes from his body.

Walking in the forefront is a young human mage. From the mana fluctuations on his body, it should be only at the apprentice level of the mage.

It is clearly the leader of this group of people.

It was strange, so Quirrell sank.

He knew that he had made a mistake.

These people in front of him are the third forces that are truly hidden in the dark, killing his dozens of men behind the scenes!

And the group of people who appeared before were nothing more than poor bugs who had been taken advantage of!