"Rush up and crush them!" In the crowd opposite, a tall, extremely conspicuous woman, and with a round head, launched the order to charge. The black halberd in her hand, which was still wrapped around her arm, pointed straight towards Gordon, and the cold air emitted from the tip of the halberd made everyone feel a chill in their throats.

After Zebella gave the order to attack, a group of warriors around her, wearing dragon bone heavy armor and holding a golden pagoda shield, immediately formed a human wall and crushed this side in an encirclement momentum.

The three Moon Elf archers led by An Chu raised their hands and shot continuously, their bowstrings trembling slightly, weaving nine silver threads, which were straight on the human wall. Their enchantment triple shooting technique, which can only be used once a day, is a stunt of the moon elves, and they can't use it, and once they make a move, they will definitely take away people's lives.

But this time, in the face of a well-equipped Northumbrård, the arrows that the Moon Elves were so proud of didn't work very well. An Chu looks very young by human standards, but in fact he is more than three hundred years old, and he is a well-known archery expert in Antolia. The three enchanted arrows he shot directly pierced through the enemy's thick adamantite shield, shooting the people behind him to the back of their horses, and they died directly. But his two men were a little bit behind. The two men's arrows didn't even penetrate the shield's protection, and after the tip of the arrow hit the smooth and hard shield, the moon attached to it and the magic power bestowed by the god of archery, Shanlandrui, exploded in an instant, bursting into a dazzling silver-white light in the crowd.

But the light, though it seemed to be immense, only caused the shield-wielding soldier to shake violently a few times, and did no harm at all.

"Teacher. I'm sorry......" The two-month elf looked ashamed in front of An Chu.

"Don't get distracted, keep shooting!" An Chu was unwavering. Just keep stretching the bow and pulling the string.

But this powerful arrow skill, which can only be used once a day, cannot damage the enemy, so how can the two young moon elves stop the enemy with the arrows in their hands now?

Gordon discovered. Among the enemies surrounding him, there are not only the elite adventuring party that Countess Zebella brought to the abyss from Northumbrad, but also a large number of illusion soldiers belonging to the five-colored dragonborn. God knows how the other side managed to get mixed up in these illusions, at least as a squadron commander, and was able to command an army that had an overwhelming numerical advantage over his own.

And the other party is not only numerous, but also elite. For example, the three moon elves in this phalanx who looked down on this and that, and looked arrogant and disdainful of being in the company of humans, their arrows could not pose much threat when facing the enemy's heavy warriors.

Gordon came to Seranzu. It is for the Ancient Orb, for the purpose of perfecting one's true and warning eye, in order to obtain a floating city. But it wasn't for the sake of fighting with a powerful and powerful enemy that he had traveled thousands of miles to this place. So he greeted Ji'er, and prepared to run away with the eldest lady, leave this place of right and wrong, and then go to find the missing Venia.

However, someone was even more slippery than Gordon, and when the entire military camp was bombarded by the dragon roaring magic crystal cannon just now, he had already thought of slipping away alone.

"Earl Freeman. Those people on the other side are the Northumbrand adventurers you are talking about? "The witcher took advantage of the chaos and ran to Gordon's side.

"Yes." The mage didn't know what he meant, but replied subconsciously. At the same time, he took out two scrolls of the Shadow Movement that had just been copied in the evening from the dimensional pouch, and handed one of them to Ji'er.

Geralt's eyes sparkled, revealing a golden light: "Triss was caught by them?" ”

Gordon couldn't help but laugh: "I said Mr. White Wolf." No matter how much you worry about your little witch, you should think about how to get out of this situation. Let's think about this kind of thing later. I'm worried about Venia too, but at times like this. You can only concentrate on the battle situation. ”

Geralt patted Gordon on the shoulder: "Thank you for your concern, I have my own measure...... I'm sorry, Count Freeman, I'd love to fight alongside you, but I'll have to go it alone for Triss's sake. It is impossible for the enemy to fight with prisoners, so there is a good chance that Triss will be held alone in the enemy camp. At this time, the enemy is attacking in a big way, and the defense must be weak, this is a good opportunity! ”

"But you don't know where Triss is being held."

"It's okay, just grab someone and ask."

With that, Geralt took a milky potion from his belt buckle, drank it in one gulp, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Although I don't like this witcher's flowery heart, his courage to be willing to risk his life alone for the sake of his lover is still admirable." Ji'er said as she looked at where Geralt had disappeared.

"Miss, are you deliberately telling me? Rest assured, if you are in danger, I will definitely bring you back despite all the hardships and dangers...... Then again, if you do the math, I've saved you more than once, right? ”

"You scoundrel...... "Ji Er gave Gordon a blank look, "I just felt it, what does it have to do with you?" Besides, in this situation, the enemy is about to be killed, and you still have the heart to make fun of me? ”

Gordon shook the magic scroll in his hand: "With it, we are safe." ”

Shadow Spell allows the caster to get out of trouble through the shadow plane, which is definitely the best escape plan in this situation, and the enemy has little way to intercept it. And although Ji'er is not skilled enough to cast the Six Rings spell, with the blessing of props, there is no pressure to use the scroll.

At this time, Zebella, who was armed with a black war halberd, was standing in the rear to press the formation, directing the army to encircle and suppress the enemy. She was expressionless, and people couldn't see through the joy and anger in her heart, as if the battle and death in front of her had nothing to do with her.

Suddenly, the countess raised her eyebrows, and the halberd in her hand slammed to the ground, and immediately a ring power grid spread, causing the surrounding air to constantly resound with the noise of "zilazila".

An aqua blue figure just pierced through the power grid and appeared.

"Hey, it's kind of amazing!" Jin Yue appeared, looking at the Northumbradian female warrior who was less than two meters away from him with a surprised expression. She thought she would be able to get silently close to the other person's body until she stabbed her sharp sword into the gaps in the enemy's heavy armor.

Zebella snorted coldly, "You're not bad. Very few people can get within ten meters of me without being detected. Not even the wanderer in my team can't do it. ”

After saying that, Zebella's halberd swung out, and a hideous roaring electric dragon immediately rolled towards Jin Yue's body. Not to be outdone, the latter danced with the long sword in his hand, pulling out an energy curtain like a waterfall flow, attacking the moment.

Seeing the light glittering and the sword halberds intersecting, Lothair, who was watching the battle in the dark corner in the distance, was also a little eager to try. He took out his dagger and stepped forward to step out of the invisible force field created by Olaforne: "That female swordsman is not weak, I have to help a group of countesses." If she had done a good job, maybe she'd give me Triss to play with. ”

"Don't go, wild elves." The Revenant Master watched the battle with cold eyes, and said in a dark voice, "Zebella has a bad temper. This extremely belligerent woman least wants someone to intervene when she is fighting hard. If you lost your life for this, don't blame me for not reminding you. ”

"Hmph, yin and yang weird old fellow, a necromancer who is destined to rot in the tomb dares to point a finger at me?" Lothair was displeased, "May Jersey poison you!" ”

However, although he was dissatisfied, the wild elf wanderer still didn't dare to really disobey the persuasion, so he rashly intervened in Zebella's battle. He yawned, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Hehe, look what I found?" Among the enemies surrounded, there are actually two beautiful moon elf girls? No, I can't stay here anymore and have nothing to do, I have to have some fun! Dealing with these neurotic visions every day, I'm going crazy. ”

Looking at the wild elf wanderer who quickly dived into the darkness, Olaphne shook his head and said secretly, "I think you're crazy. ”

Unlike Lothair, who has a slightly crazy personality, Olaphne, as a mage, is old and serious, and everything is safe. Of course, if he did come across something he was interested in—such as a creature that could transform into a powerful ghost minion when killed—the Revenant Master would also become fanatical.

The city of Seanzu was very boring to him. Because the war in the city is completely false, and both sides of the war are just illusions - although these visions are hurtful enough, but the absence of real life means that there is no real death, and he cannot obtain the souls of the dead from the war.

At this moment, the Revenant Master sensed that there were relatively obvious arcane energy fluctuations emanating from the enemy formation. He thought that there were powerful mages in the opponent's array, and he was about to remind his side to be careful of high-level attack spells. Who knew that if you look closely, you will find a pair of men and women - a short, ugly middle-aged male mage who is not pleasing to him, and a beautiful female knight, who are using magic scrolls.

"Shadow Magic? Are they going to run? ”

Olaphne's heart moved, and he realized that some of the enemies on the other side were real humans, not just illusions. A group of Northumbrårds have joined the Dradraquents in the war. On the other side, there may be another adventurer from the City of Symmetry who has joined the Metal Dragonborn's camp.

Because if it were an illusion, the person on the other side would definitely fight to the death in the city with an enemy who did not share the heavens as in history, instead of thinking of running away.

"It's fun, I should also come and move my body and let the kids out and let the wind out." The pale-faced Olafone let out a low laugh and cast a spell, summoning a gray eyeball. (To be continued......)