"Idiot! Damn idiot! A little girl can't handle it, what's the use of asking you idiots?! ”

Seeing this scene, Vandal on the hill couldn't help but be furious, and swung his leather whip and whipped the dinosaur fiercely, and the poor "punching bag" howled in pain but did not dare to move his feet. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Vandal regained his composure and shouted at the Hill Giants for throwing ice blocks at the Pearl Knight, while the four Minotaurs charged collectively under the cover of flying stones.

Blocks of ice as big as a millstone fell from a great height, and the wind roared like a meteorite. The female knight hurriedly retreated to dodge, and the ice hit the ground and exploded countless debris, and the strong shock wave spread to the ground, shaking her and almost falling.

Barely standing on her feet, the second ice cube was already approaching, and the wind struck at her, and the female knight gritted her teeth and raised her shield to block.

With a loud bang, the ice collided with the shield and turned into powder, and the terrifying impact force pressed all the female knight's petite body through the shield, causing her to slide backwards, her feet wading out of two knee-high ravines on the snow, and she retreated ten meters away and hit the ice wall and stopped, the ice wall behind her crackled, and a large spiderweb-like crack appeared.

The knightess struggled to her feet, but her pretty face was as pale as ice.

By this time, the minotaur had already roared and rushed over, raising his battle axe to approach the isolated and desperate female knight.

Victoria Yangbo clenched her lip, a stubborn look appeared in her sapphire eyes, and strode towards the enemy with her sword.

Click! A wall of ice burst out of the ground, separating Victoria from the Minotaur. Under the stunned gaze of both sides of the battle, the ice wall stretched along the arc towards the Minotaur side, quickly closing into a circle of ice walls, sealing them inside.

Standing beyond the ice wall, the Pearl Knight was stunned for a moment, then looked up in the direction the arcane fluctuations were coming from—a red-clothed witch appeared in her field of vision, holding a silver staff in her hand.

Nikita made contact with Victoria's gaze and looked away at the minotaurs who were mooing and roaring against the ice wall, and the corners of her lips curled coldly, and she began to chant incantations.

Searing arcane energy gathered in front of her, turning into a fireball that blasted into the center of the ice prison, moo wails from the boiling flames.

A minotaur struggled to split through the ice wall, desperately trying to escape from the fire, and before he could rejoice, he saw a young knight in a silver cuirass charging towards him with his feet in the wind.

The minotaur raised his battle axe in horror, trying to stop the charge. The knight leapt from ten feet away, slashing him in the face with a volley.

Burst! A large cloud of scarlet and piercing blood flowers rose from the bottom of the sword, and the minotaur staggered backwards. Roland took the opportunity to draw his sword and kicked it in the chest, folding backwards and landing on the ground. The minotaur fell on his back, and the tomahawk smashed on himself, cutting off the last shred of his breath.

The wall of ice counteracted the impact of the flames and collapsed with a thud, and Victoria stepped over the broken ice, staring at Roland.

The female knight tilted her head slightly, looking at the tall and handsome young man in front of her, her eyes were full of surprise, and she couldn't think of such a holy warrior with superb swordsmanship in the north after searching her memory.

Roland also looked over curiously. The knight's short ear-length hair and clear eyes are a charming sea blue, and her skin is white and delicate like cow's milk. She looks beautiful, dignified and majestic, with a rare heroic temperament of the sea elves.

However, she is a pure sea elf after all, and her height is only one meter and four......

Only one meter four......

Only one meter four......

Yes, the majestic knight Victoria Yamabo is as tall as the sword in her hand.

It was hard for Roland to ignore this, as he had to bend down to make eye contact with her.

The disparity in height inevitably undermines the majesty of the "Pearl Knight" - under the backdrop of Roland, she lives like a ...... in full costume Barbie.

"You said that you look like this, just dress up cute and sell cute, why force yourself to wear heavy armor and take a heavy sword to act as a holy warrior, this style of painting is completely wrong!"

The desire to complain was about to stir in Roland's heart, and the moment he was about to blurt it out, a cold air flow suddenly blew in the air, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"It's so strong ...... evil spirit"

The knight of Ming (Luo) Zhu (Li) Victoria Yangbo wrinkled her nose, as if she also sensed that something was wrong, and looked up at the place where the cold air currents were coming.

Vandal, the war-masked priest, rode a dinosaur on the top of the glacier and held up the emblem in praise of Hexstowe, and the "tyrannical god" generously bestowed evil powers into strings of purple ice rain dragging black poison gas down on the heads of his enemies.

There was a burning sensation when the cold raindrops hit his body, and the air was filled with a greasy and cold breath, and Roland suddenly felt a headache and nausea when he took a sip.

This strange scene and bad feeling evoked his memories, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Evil Shadow Strike!" ”

"Shadow Strike" is a very special 4-ring spell that is neither arcane nor part of the usual divine arts, but a type of magic born from the source of evil, and can only be cast by priests who master the "evil realm".

The special feature of "Shadow Strike" is also reflected in the way it kills and damages enemies. Only creatures from the good or neutral faction will be harmed by this spell, and the kinder creatures will be more severely damaged and even feel nauseous and vomiting, while creatures from the evil faction, such as the Minotaurs and Hill Giants who are also within range of Shadow Strike, will not take any damage.

Roland's camp is special, neither good nor evil, so the impact of the evil shadow strike is not serious, Viktoria is a paladin and pearl knight, the standard good and orderly camp, baptized by the evil shadow strike, can't help but bend down in pain and retch.

Roland knew that her life might be in danger if she stayed under the shadow of the shadow, so he picked her up without thinking, and turned around and ran wildly with his hands under his armpits.

Victoria had never been treated so rudely in her life, and she struggled with shame and anger, but she was so sick that she was unable to break free from the strong arms of the other party despite her strength in feeding, and she was so angry that her face turned red and she shouted loudly.

"You impudent! It's so presumptuous! Put me down! ”

Roland ran out of the range of the Shadow Strike before stopping, put down Victoria and said with a smile, "It's good to run fast, otherwise you would be in danger." ”

Victoria glared at him, but had to admit that the other party had indeed saved her, both chagrin and grateful, and her feelings were very complicated.

Taking a breath, she felt dizzy and nauseous again, and her eyes were full of stars, and she hurriedly pressed her chest to release the holy healing, and her vitality was recovering, but the uncomfortable feeling was still there. She tried to use the paranormal abilities of the paladin to "remove the disease" for herself, but in vain, her symptoms did not abate.

Roland watched her try it all the way until she finally couldn't help it when she picked up the antidote, and pulled out a scroll and slapped it on her.

After the sparkle of magic, Victoria miraculously regained her health. (To be continued.) )