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"Quick! If you work harder, the enemy inside will soon be unable to hold on. Grand Master Witherland shouted with all his might.

At this moment, he was carrying a piece of stout wood that had just been cut down and slamming it against the door of the temple, and the multi-armed giant, who had just joined, was not to be outdone, and directly broke a stone pillar and slammed the door with him.

But under the attack of such a powerful force, the door of the temple did not react at all, except for a slight looseness. Because every time it hits the door, an invisible force field will unload eighty percent of the force, and the remaining two percent is completely insufficient to cause any damage to it.

Obviously, there is some kind of protective magic on it, and if you want to attack from the front, you must solve this problem first, otherwise you may not be able to get it open even if you are tired.

Of course, it is not necessary to enter through the main entrance, as long as you are willing to smash the roof or walls of the temple. But the elves would certainly not allow anyone to demolish their temples, so they had to attack head-on in the most stupid way, which was surprisingly slow.

Unlike the sweaty warriors who take turns crashing through gates, spellcasters gather in the rear to discuss how to crack the enemy's protective magic. They had already tried two or three times, and they had succeeded once, but they had only disappeared for a second, and then a new magical force field had reformed, giving the warriors no time to collide.

There is no doubt that there is definitely a very powerful mage in it, and the casting level is definitely more than seventeen. Otherwise, it might have lasted so long.

After all, maintaining such a large force wall type of magic requires at least an eighth- or ninth-level spell slot to channel. In addition, it has just been re-supplemented. This means that the other party has consumed double. For any Grand Master below level 20, this is quite a burden.

"Damn it! We should make a hole directly in the wall! And not stupidly banging on the door! Debra cursed under her breath as she kept walking around. The successive failed spell confrontations made her extremely impatient, and the fierce light in her eyes could make more than ninety percent of the young mages tremble.

Borken shook his head slightly, then turned to Erhan and said, "General, I think it's time for you to make a choice. Either gouge through one of the temple's walls, or let the elven citizens who are being slaughtered endure for another hour. ”

"Are you sure it will take an hour to break the spell on the gate? Can't we think of a way to go faster? Elhan asked with a quick breath, trying to find a way to get the best of both worlds.

He never imagined that he would have to make such a difficult choice at this time, on the one hand, the founder of the city, the elven god of the forest, Ririfin. On the other side were tens of thousands of compatriots, and the elven general was overwhelmed by the heavy burden, and he had no idea what criteria to judge by which he should be judged.

"I'm sorry, General, but I can tell you for sure that the mage inside is not much worse than us, and even proficient in some elven magic skills. Ask your mages how long it will take to crack such a protective system. ”

Although Borken, an arcane artist, does not believe in any gods at all, he can understand the difficulties of the other party, so he always maintains politeness when speaking. He didn't come close to pointing at Elhan's nose and calling him a fool like Debra did.

Suffering! Tangled! Overwhelmed!

Erhan's mood at the moment is like a knife, and on one side is the faith and soul of the city. On the other side are compatriots who are being driven and killed by countless monsters. For the first time, he found that the choice turned out to be so difficult, but he still took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Then chisel through ......"

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly a dark red energy arrow flew from a distance, instantly hitting the magical energy on the temple gate, followed by like paint dripping into water, quickly dyeing the entire wall of power red, and finally exploded with a bang.

The strong wave of air blew the warriors who slammed the door with logs in their hands staggered, and even the multi-armed giant took several steps back in a row to stabilize his body.

"Hey! Friends, hopefully I'm not too late. With that, Henry and the team members emerged from behind the path on the other side. It was his flaming lightness that was full of ruining power that solved the protective magic on the gate.

"Phew! Bah! Bah! Head, the next time you do it again, you'd better say hello in advance, I promise you'll be far away from it as soon as possible. Vaughn, the half-orc warrior, grumbled loudly as he spat the dust from his mouth.

"Haha, I'm really sorry, I think you guys seem to be struggling, so I can't help but do a little favor." Henry said sorry, but there was no apologetic expression on his face. He had carefully calculated the level of protective magic on the gate, so the energy arrows he released were quite measured and would never hurt anyone.

Erhan rushed up excitedly and gave Henry a hug, then clasped his hand and said with tears streaming down his face, "Thank you! You saved me, friend. I will never forget this kindness. ”

"You're welcome, it's a pleasure to help you. But can anyone explain to me what's going on with that multi-armed giant over there? Henry asked, pointing to the big guy who was waiting for an order.

Borken hurriedly took two steps forward and whispered to his ear, "That giant's name is Hareth, and after being defeated by Ares, he agreed to play for us in order to stay alive. It was useful during the siege, so I agreed to it. ”

Henry had a look of surprise on his face: "You mean Ares defeated the Giant with Many Arms?" I heard you right! ”

"Of course, are you so unconfident in your animal companions?" Debra didn't know when she leaned over and asked.

"Well, it seems that Ares has really grown a lot in recent times, and even this giant creature hovering on the edge of the legendary challenge level can be defeated. By the way, how come I didn't see it. After saying that, Henry looked around, but did not see the shadow of the big brown bear.

Erhan smiled and pointed to the back corner of the line, "There." It uses an unknown natural ability in combat. Nearly doubled his size. After that, it became a lot smaller, and it looked listless. The priest checked and said that there was no problem with the body, it should be the sequelae of that natural ability, and it should be fine after resting for a while. ”

Hearing that Ares had finally mastered his natural abilities, Henry's eyes lit up and he muttered, "Is it getting bigger?" It seems that it has strengthened the strength and physique......"

"I've tested it, and it's at least twice as strong as it grows in size, and its vitality has become much stronger. However, the disadvantages are not small, first of all, the duration is too short. And then there's the aftermath of what you see. This is a sample of blood collected after the transformation, and you can study it when you have time. As he spoke, Borken pulled out a vial of dark red blood from his bosom.

"Huh? It's so viscous, and it has a sweet taste, it's like your blood sugar is too high. Henry sniffed lightly and immediately frowned.

He now kind of understood why this gigantic ability had such a side effect that his entire body had shrunk so much.

Obviously, Ares's body cells consume a lot of blood sugar when he gets bigger, as evidenced by this bottle of viscous blood. When the blood sugar is depleted to a certain level and the cells can no longer be supplied with energy, then the transformation will be lifted. At the same time, in order to better protect the body from injury. The form will also be much smaller in order to keep the energy consumption at a relatively low level.

It's not pure sorcery power. Rather, it is the evolution of a life form combined with natural magic. I have to say that from the perspective of pure physical attack, this big brown bear has undoubtedly stood in the first echelon of the main plane, and only a very small number of ancient beasts can compete with it.

Seeing Henry's thoughtful eyes, Debra lowered her voice and asked, "Have you found the reason?" ”

"Not yet, but I already have a clue. Now is not the time for research, there are guests waiting for us in the temple. As he spoke, Henry stuffed the glass tube containing the blood back in, then touched the elf little Lori's head, and walked straight inside.

It was only at this time that Elhan noticed that she was still a child, and hurriedly asked the others, "Who is this girl?" What about her family? How can I be with you? ”

Kaidong sighed slightly and explained, "A poor little girl. She was greatly stimulated by the sight of her mother being killed, and Henry seemed to want to adopt her, so she kept her with her. The suffering that the city has experienced is so great that we must hurry up with the summoning ceremony, or there will be more such orphans. ”

"My bad! I failed to protect the city! Nor did it stop Johnares' retaliation! Erhan covered his face in pain. He felt that he could not face the innocent eyes of Elenia, and even thought that the girl should hate his own incompetence.

"Don't do that, it's not your fault. Come on, let's destroy the evil in the temple together, and then go to Joan together. Irenikas does the math. Caton patted the other man on the shoulder comfortingly, and carried the Holy Avenger to follow closely behind Henry.

The paladin, who believed in Thom, the god of loyalty and courage, was now out of wrath and wanted nothing more than to get justice for the civilians who died for no reason, as the previous bearers of this holy weapon had done, and to get the evil ones their due.

There is no doubt that this is a righteous revenge, at least in Kaidon's mind. He swore to himself that he would use this sword to defeat Joan. Irenikas' heart was dug out to see if it was black.

Of course, he wasn't alone, and Apodell had the same idea. The desire to kill in the Son of Baal's body was boiling, and the whole person exuded a terrifying aura, and even the equally bloodthirsty dwarf Kogan felt a shudder from the heart.

It's so pure!

In the eyes of evil people, it is completely like a work of art, which makes people intoxicated, desired, and worshiped inadvertently.

It's no wonder that the son of Baal immediately gained a large following as soon as he showed his abilities. Because these guys can get spiritual satisfaction from it, just like some people like food, some people like art, some people like beautiful people of the opposite sex......

And they ...... Likes to kill......

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