The brilliant silver-white sword qi flashed and passed.

If you hadn't seen the sword qi extending from the tip of the long sword with your own eyes, you should have regarded the sword qi as a beam and the long sword as the firing end of the beam weapon...... It shouldn't be a big deal.

The sword qi sank into the back of the assassin's assassin in the front stage, and then leaked through the chest. The silver-white sword qi completely pierced through his left chest and tore out a fist-sized hole.

The heart must have been crushed - Fang Qiuling was so convinced! This is his judgment based on common sense, the average person's heart is always on the left side of the chest, and the approach that grows on the right side of the chest cavity is a minority of the few, and it will not be encountered so coincidentally.

Half-dead by the lightning shield, and then slapped with flour on his face, the not-so-lucky assassin shook and fell to his stomach. This time, he failed to escape in black again, and instead fell to the ground motionless.

The fallen Assassin touched his companion in front of him. The shield-wielding assassin bowed his head slightly, and then saw an unusually terrifying face. He was familiar with this terrifying face, but no matter how many times he saw it, he felt unusually uncomfortable every time he saw it. But he knew better how handsome and endearing the Assassin was before he became Ismaru, a stubble who hid in the dark......

The piercing chest allowed the shield-wielding assassin to identify one of his companions as an immobile corpse. As a veteran who survived many battles, the shield-wielding assassin only glanced at it, and then withdrew his gaze.

- This is not the time to be sad, let alone to hang on to your partner!

He saw the light of a fire in the distance. In the firelight, the two magicians were urging their magic to fight against the flames. He noticed the voice behind him, and the assassin with the bow had fallen in a pool of blood. He...... He saw a barrage of fireballs whizzing towards him!

The shield-wielding assassin shouted a syllable in a loud voice, almost broken with a bit of poignant. He pressed down heavily on his right arm, slammed the shield he was holding tightly into the ground, and then landed on one knee and used all his strength to resist the shield. The two attackers seemed to hear the shouts of their partners, and immediately lowered their bodies and rushed behind the shield with their hands and feet.

The spear-wielding assassin was closer, taking the lead in hiding under the large shield. The assassin with the two-handed sword was far away, and the series of attacks with Avril made his hands and feet slightly numb, and his movements couldn't help but slow down a little.

The next moment, five large fireballs followed. A series of explosions and flames erupted.

Although the two magicians are small in number, they are "professional counterparts", and only one of them can stand up the defense against the fireball technique, and the other can also launch a counterattack. And the three warrior-type assassins had no choice but to resist hard under the attack of the fireball.

The slower assassin was hit head-on by a roaring fireball, which caused a series of explosions. After the explosion, only a charred corpse remained at the location of the hit.

The shield-wielding assassin was hit by two fireballs in the face of it. The blast and impact nearly knocked his shield over, but he managed to hold on, but at the cost of his shield-holding right arm hanging down, apparently broken.

The spear-wielding assassin was in the best condition, and his companion provided cover for him almost perfectly. Except for the hood on his head that was overturned by the air wave and turned gray, everything else was intact.

Although the second round of fireball technique thrown by Fang Qiuling was no different from the first round in appearance, he actually secretly added the super magic effect of the spell extreme effect. In game parlance, he turned on the mana buff, and then at least two of the five fireballs hit the critical hit. Otherwise, if you want to use five fireball techniques to kill three assassins with silver-rank strength, it will be so difficult that it is basically impossible!

The hearts of the shield-wielding assassins have sunk to the bottom.

From five o'clock yesterday morning, Ismaru was ordered to block the entrance to the south side of the Shepherd's Forest, which was the entrance to the three of Fang Qiuling's arrivals at this moment. So far, Ismaru has fought several waves of people at this entrance to the Shepherd's Forest. Among them were action teams led by senior deacons from the Templar Church, and there were several magic teachers from the Clock Tower. However, the teams that tried to enter the Shepherd's Forest through the southern entrance were all repulsed without exception, and no less than half of them were killed or wounded.

It was not that the major organizations, especially the Templar Church and the Clock Tower, did not receive a request for help from Father Leonting, but that the teams that came to support were all crippled and scrapped before they could even get close to the entrance of the secret realm. The follow-up rescue force is still being organized, but it will need to be re-invested, and that will be at least forty-eight hours later.

The shield-wielding assassin is an excellent military commander in Ismaru, and is extremely good at formulating tactics and strategies. The ambush here was laid out exactly as he had requested, and he had an exceptionally good record before encountering the trio in front of him.

As the commander, the shield-wielding assassin originally thought that this summoning would be like this, and spent it in constant combat. But I don't want to look like a man and two women who are completely deterrent, but the strength they have burst out is so amazing.

The smoke and dust from the fireball explosion had not yet fallen, and the flames were still burning. The shield-wielding assassin silently activated the ornament on his waist, and the pure white light immediately fell, and the pain in his right arm that was broken immediately turned into an unbearable itch. In one breath, the itching disappeared and the right arm returned to its original shape. He also slowly got up from the position of one knee to the ground, and at the same time thought about what to do.

- It's too strong, and strong is not an existence they can fight against at all!

The process of fighting between the silver rank and the gold rank looks unremarkable, and it is not even as thrilling and exciting as the fighting spirit flying and sword qi shooting from the black iron rank. But in reality, every attack and every parry between the two sides has a mystery. The control of power by both sides is far from the extensive operation of the black iron rank, but to the more refined operation of power.

For example, Avril's protective Gang Qi, if the silver-rank assassin attacker does not attack with all his strength, then the result is that the weapon will be pushed away by the protective Gang Qi before Avril gets close. If it is replaced by a black iron rank shot, the weapon may be crushed by the Gang Qi when it is involved in the protective body.

At this moment, the two partners responsible for breaking through the gang qi are dead, and the partners who carried out remote containment are also dead. There are four people left......

Suddenly, a high-pitched scream came from the direction of the two magicians.

Turning his head to look, he saw a bit of blue-blue sword light piercing through the abdomen of one of them. The long, two-handed staff was raised high, and I don't know if the owner of the staff threw it out of his own accord, or if he was caught off guard.

The other deflected the wand in his hand for the first time, and the arcane words took shape in an instant. At the same time, a small activated shield flew out of nowhere with a simple gesture, blocking the cyan sword light.

For "crispy professions" such as magicians, wizards, and warlocks, the most important key to fighting warrior classes is undoubtedly distance. Pull them apart as much as possible, hang the warrior class as far behind as if they were "flying kites", and then use spells to eliminate them in the path of progress, which is the standard operating process of the "crispy class". Being close to a warrior class means defeat.

With the exception of a few "crispy professions", of course! For example, a guy who first wore a gray robe and then a white robe, he chose to throw all his attribute points on life and stamina, and then chose his skills as weapon mastery: one-handed sword, two-handed sword, block enhancement, critical hit, charge, whirlwind dance, decapitation, armor piercing and other melee skills, and in terms of spells, he will point a holy light. When encountering an enemy, he will inevitably charge forward, and he is not afraid of any melee class at all. Such an alternative spellcaster may become the future trend of the development of the "crispy profession"?

The cyan blue sword light paused for a moment, and then drew a graceful curve in the air.

One end of the curve was attached to the two-handed staff raised in the air, and the other end was also sunk into the second mage's abdomen.

- Is this—so possible......

Limited by his own knowledge and magical knowledge, although the magician holding the wand has the strength of the silver rank, only the "MP value" related to magic has reached the level of the silver rank, and the highest spell mastered by him is still only the second energy level, so it is difficult to exert the strength of the silver rank. Second-level spells are low-level spells, and for gold-rank Venerables who have mastered the power of the law, low-level spells cannot even break their own magic immunity. And even if you are lucky enough to pass the magic exemption, you can't break the defense.

However, it is precisely because of the lack of knowledge and magical knowledge that he cannot cast spells of higher energy levels, and all the magical energy granted by the Heroic Spirit is turned into "MP value". A wand-wielding mage has a mana pool ten times that of an average mage. In previous battles, he had always used a large number of low-level spells to support his companions. Both the Clock Tower's Magician and the Templar's High Deacon have suffered a lot from his bombardment and changeable spells.

The mages of the current world did not have as much magic power as Fang Qiuling to squander, and they had to pay a great price to fight against the improved version of the magic missile of the wand-wielding mage!

But now it all came to an end. The caster of the "Rainbow Magic Missile" that caused a headache for the Wizard and caused the High Deacon to run around, fell. The blue-blue sword light sank into the abdomen without reservation, and then folded to the right side very casually, and a huge wound like a waist cut appeared.

The wand-wielding magician's hood fell out of nowhere, revealing a feminine-looking face.

The female magician's gaze was filled with disbelief. Her gaze fell first on Avril who was close at hand, then on her own abdomen, then on the activated shield that had shattered into several pieces.

Red blood flowed frantically from the abdomen, followed by a little internal organs.

The female magician's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something. But the first thing that spilled from the corners of his mouth was blood.

In the end, she didn't say a word, silently watched Avril Lavigne, and slowly collapsed. After she fell, before her eyes were fully closed, she heard a clear voice:

"It's over...... That one, that warrior, do you want to continue? ”