On the ground, in the north.

Around a huge city in the wilderness, fierce battles are going on.

The wizards of the dark blue keep in blue robes and the wizards of the mysterious organization in black robes are the attacking side, and the wizards in the city wearing different organizations and different colors of robes are the defending side.

Because it was a sneak attack, the attacking side had a great advantage as soon as it came up, and saw flames, wind blades, and ice picks shooting into the city frantically, and it didn't take long to occupy a small half of the city, and the battle line continued to advance deeper into the city.

The wizards on the defensive, because of their staggering, could not organize an effective defensive line, so they could only retreat, seeing that the rout was inevitable, at this time several leading wizards with strong momentum appeared, flew out of the city, and blocked the offensive route.

"I was going to go to you, but you actually sent it to the door yourself, and you are so rampant, go die!" said a cold-faced sorceress to the attacker.

I saw that her hand quickly condensed into an energy ball with a diameter of dozens of centimeters, and threw it out casually, causing a huge explosion, hitting several attacking Deep Blue Castle wizards, and with a "boom", the other party was blown into pieces.

The other party is none other than Russell, the "Elemental Master" of the Jungle Hut Green Wind Gathering Place.

"Master Russell is right, I was looking for you, but you sent it to the door, and I really don't know whether you are alive or dead. An old man in his sixties was beside Russell, looking at the attacking wizard Dao, his hair was grayish-green, it was Andrew, the "voodoo heart" of the rotten swamp.

I saw him wave his hand, and a large cloud of acid mist appeared, shrouding towards the attacking wizard. Several attacking wizards saw that the situation was not good, and turned around to flee, Andrew smiled, and with a flick of his hand, the speed of the acid mist increased dramatically, and he pounced on the fleeing wizard like a monster. A series of screams rang out, and the fleeing wizard was instantly corroded to bones.

"I think they were too bold, and we were too conservative to make them aware of the power gap. An older, seventy-year-old man was Tris, the "source of the curse" of Castle Hae.

With a flick of his arm, two black lights flew out of his robes, and in the blink of an eye, he entangled the two attacking wizards who were casting spells in the distance. The faces of the two suddenly turned pale, as if they had been stripped of all their extraordinary powers, and the "ah" fell from the sky, smashing out two large pits.

"I don't care what's going on now, they're coming, it's good to kill them all, and it won't be easy. A man in his forties, with long hair and pale skin, said.

A few ice picks didn't know where they came from, he looked at it coldly and smiled coldly, didn't care, and raised his hand to easily block it. He pinched it in his hand, reshaped the icicle, and threw it out.

"Woohoo!"

The ice pick made a thunderous sound, as fast as lightning, and the "poof" pierced the body of an attacking wizard in the distance, taking the life of the opponent.

The wizard who had been killed fell to the ground, and his companion, a tall and thin blue-robed wizard, saw it and exclaimed, a little unwilling to give up and prepare for the rescue.

At this moment, a red light flashed behind the tall and thin blue-robed wizard, and a mature woman wearing a fiery red robe with a rose pattern appeared. A hand rested on his shoulder, and with a seemingly slight click, the blue-robed wizard's neck was twisted off, and he fell to the ground with his companion.

The mature woman floated in mid-air and said expressionlessly, "Fragile body." "It was Aphrodite, the "Golden Rose" of the Rose City.

In addition, there was an old man, wearing a green robe printed with a skull pattern, with a rickety, skinny body, and deep sunken eyes.

The old man didn't say anything, he was suspended in the air, just holding a thirty-centimeter-long white bone staff, pointing at the attacking wizards around him, his lips opening and closing to chant some obscure incantation.

It's strange to say that anyone who is targeted by the old man will have a great change in face after a while, and then his body will convulse, as if he has suffered some internal trauma. It can be as light as vomiting blood, or as severe as falling directly to the ground.

The old man was the "murder bone" Holm of Death Valley, and after a while, he eliminated nearly ten enemies, and then turned his head to look at Russell and his party, and said slowly: "Everyone, don't talk nonsense, let's attack and block it first." Otherwise, if we continue according to the current situation, even if we kill all the enemies, we will suffer heavy losses. ”

"Good. ”

"Reasonable. ”

"Yes. ”

Home's words were agreed, and Russell and his party nodded and began to attack the attacking wizard with all their might, counterattacking.

Gradually, under the leadership of Russell, a powerful third-level wizard, the disadvantage of the defending side was reversed little by little, and the attacking wizards began to retreat, constantly retreating in the direction of the outside of the city.

But just as the attacking wizards were forced to withdraw from the city, more attacking wizards suddenly appeared outside the city. The new attacking wizards, all dressed in black robes, were powerful, vicious, and the spells they cast were even more weird, catching the defenders off guard at once.

Russell, Andrew, these powerful third-level wizards turned the tide, to no avail, with a large number of casualties, the morale of the defenders continued to decline, and there were already wizards trying to escape.

But under the siege of the attackers, escaping is just a faster death, and the fleeing figure disappears in the light of many spells in the blink of an eye.

Russell's face was ugly, and with a wave of his hand, he was about to take the group of people from the Green Wind Gathering Place of the Jungle Hut, and forcibly counterattacked, but was stopped by Holm.

Holm spoke for a long time, and Russell listened to the changing expression, but finally nodded and gave the order. Andrew and several others also followed to convey orders to his wizarding organization. After a while, all the defenders of the wizards in the city began to adjust their deployments, shrinking the range of defenses and strengthening their defenses, so as to reduce casualties and confront the attackers.

This is a wise choice, because although the whole city is concentrated with a lot of wizards, it is not all of the Avengers. Now the attackers have suffered heavy losses, and if they continue to fight hard, the results will be terrible. Try to drag it out, and wait until the wizards from the rest of the world come over and merge together, and maybe things will turn around.

But the attackers clearly have a different view on this.

Outside the city, in the distant hills, Sig and Baier took everything in and watched as the Avengers in the city no longer tried to fight, but were passive and defensive, smiling.

"It seems that the big picture has been decided. Baier smiled and turned his head to look at Sigurg, "Dean Sig, as planned, although they have enough people, there are too few powerful people, as long as we find the right opportunity to cause them a large number of casualties in an instant, they can't hold on, they can only defend." But defense is only a delay in the time of death, but it cannot delay the outcome of death, and when we put the final decisive force into it, they will definitely lose. ”

"Definitely. Sieg looked at the city in the distance, smiled rarely, and looked very comfortable, and smiled at Bayer, "No surprise, we have already won early." So ......"