"Don't panic. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Fantasy Dream said in a somewhat trembling voice, "As long as you don't mess with Fantasy Dream, Fantasy Dream is not in danger of life." Don't touch the dream now. ”

Fantasy Dream knows that this situation of his current situation can't be brought over by the sentence "Fantasy is fine, don't care about Fantasy Dream". If he didn't make his words clear, the big man in front of him would probably ignore the battle plan and take him out.

In my current state, let alone leaving the underground, I have problems even moving, and I feel so painful when I speak. You can't leave for sure, but the battle plan isn't over yet.

It should be said that now is the time of danger. Judging from the anomaly of the magic field just now, Ivers's attack should have worked, and the magic plate outside should have lost its effect.

Phantom Dream tries to look at the situation outside through the monitor, but finds that he can't sense the magic ball anymore - the link between the magic ball used for surveillance and himself has been severed just now.

At that moment, the magic power of the whole body was extremely impacted, and fortunately, the time was extremely short - otherwise his life would never have been saved. It's almost stable now, but all of the connection with the outside world has been cut off - whether it's the magic orb, the soundproof barrier, or the magic wall.

The situation is not safe. The danger doesn't come from the surface people, but from the magicians - they are very angry with the surface people. Now there is finally an opportunity to attack as much as possible, whether from the perspective of fighters or resentment, they will do their best to attack the surface people.

An enraged mercenary will slash with a weapon, an enraged mage will blast with a magic blast, a slash will hit the air, and a magic shot can hit the ground.

Dream remembered that the dirt in the marked area was no longer than the length of her forearm.

If you don't want to be buried alive...... Dream thinks Ivers needs to get out quickly.

"Ivors, you should immediately inform the mage team not to bombard the ground or around the device with magic. "If you don't hurry, you'll be buried alive here!"

Ivers didn't hesitate too much, he knew that Dream's instructions must be justified—at least better than his own needless worries. He is not good at treating wounds, and the current situation can't take the dream out. All he could do was do what the dream instructed.

He nodded, and turned to leave—he had barely taken two steps to run, and he didn't stop at his feet, glancing at the greatsword that was still in place.

Dreamy knew what he meant.

"Wait, Ivors, go and bring your greatsword, it's an order. Dream said. It wasn't loud, but Ivers heard it enough.

He glanced at the dream with gratefulness, and turned back to get his weapon—he was going to use his power to destroy the surface people. Even if he would fall behind those magicians, he wanted to avenge his friends with his own hands and with that greatsword.

"Ivors, the magic that Dreamy used for your greatsword is still there, be careful when you fight, and when the battle is over...... You're in charge of carrying the dream out!" said the dream as he looked at Ivers as he went to draw his sword.

After all, that magic isn't some kind of enhanced magic...... That magic field is used to limit the crystallization of pure color dreams, so the power of the weapon will definitely decrease......