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Chapter 3 Surreal Showdown

Just as the enemy on the opposite side became clear, just as the spear tips on both sides were about to touch each other, just when Wu Chen couldn't help but want to roar.

The murmuring spell sounds were like the breeze everywhere around me, blowing gently and slightly.

The two armies that were about to collide stopped at the same time, and the mysterious spell sounded in everyone's ears. The heartbeat and shortness of breath for no reason spread like ripples, spreading to the hearts of everyone in the two square arrays in an instant.

Pauses for a few breaths.

"Oh my God, the wizard!"

The screams were frightened, desperate and extremely sharp, Wu Chen was confused, and he was still digesting a word in his mind - a wizard?

Immediately, a change that almost popped out of his eyes appeared.

In the middle of the two square arrays, a black mist tumbling and changing various shapes like a living thing. At first, it was only the size of a fist, but it expanded in a blink of an eye. The spell stopped abruptly at a highest point, and the tumbling and changing mist turned into a skull of two meters in radius and exploded silently.

An unobservable mental impact swept across the front of Wu Chen's square formation, and a creepy chill spread from the spine and tailbone to his scalp like lightning. At this time, he felt his hair seemed to be standing up.

In the center of the square formation, and so, not to mention the first row of spear soldiers in the front rows, the screams of ghosts and wolves howling in an instant, and the front rows of lines were shattered. More than a dozen spear soldiers who were in a state of fear and madness dropped their weapons and turned around and crashed into their own array.

It was like a huge rock smashing down on the water, fear and chaos spread to Wu Chen at an astonishing speed.

Fear is contagious, and chaos is irreversible as soon as it appears. People have lost the minimum rational judgment. They only know how to cry and run away with a different voice, and only know how to stay away from the most terrifying source behind them.

He was in a panic, and only Wu Chen was still stunned and confused.

Just so happened that an unlucky guy hit the tip of his shaking spear. The blood splashed out made the flame of fear even more soar. Wu Chen only felt that the whole world was only left with an emotion and hysteria of fear.

Although he began to panic, he was not trapped in the chaos around him. The crowd turned around in a crowd, leading him to flock to the team of knights behind him regardless of everything.

"Is it a fear technique?"

Such thoughts flashed through Wu Chen's mind.

No, why has the style changed? It was just a cold weapon cut down in medieval Europe, and now another wizard appears?

The cavalry of one's own camp began to charge, and the running horses and armor were strikingly loud. These knights were like a cluster of tanks that were crushing over.

Many crying noises were everywhere, and the knights were running away without reason. The charge route of the knights was completely blocked. Without any hesitation, the leader of the knight who left a deep impression on Wu Chen pointed forward in his hand.

"Does go~~"

It was like a thunder thunder that buzzed Wu Chen's ears. The fleeing spear soldiers were extremely embarrassed to get away from these ferocious knights, but there were still a few unlucky ghosts who were knocked to fly into the air...

Blood sprinkled across the sky, and the twisted limbs fell down like a rag bag...

Wu Chen fought hard, and at least before the horse's hooves trampled over, he made way for the knight to charge. It was right next to him. Many people were either knocked away or slashed. The screams were endless, and the smell of blood was scented...

It's too real, too real. What the hell is this dream? Is it a movie? No, how can you make a movie make people's intestines come out?

The knights moved forward, their momentum was accelerating and accumulating. Wu Chen looked back among the crowd of people fleeing in a panic.

The 20 or 30 knights rushed towards the enemy who was waiting for the battle. The dense spear pointed diagonally in the direction where the knights were rushing. As they approached, the knight leader suddenly jumped high from the horse's back. In the air, a thunderous shout was yelling, and a white halo flashed on the surface of his body, and then gathered on the high-handed sword.

Wu Chen's mouth couldn't help but open. In the air, the knight's body was pulled into a bow shape, and the long sword slashed down at the square spear that was waiting for the formation...

A slash fell and the shadow remained in the air. A deep gap broke the spear formation, the remaining limbs flew, and blood and flesh splashed. The entire battlefield was silent for a moment because of the half-squatted on the ground and deeply embedded in the spear formation.

Huh~~

Wu Chen found his breath...

"Tread~Tread~"

The continuous sound of horse hooves came back to my ears.

"Boom~~"

Along the bright red gap, the subsequent cavalry crashed into the array that had begun to collapse.

The same disintegration and the same fear were staged in the other party's camp in a blink of an eye. The reversal of the battle situation was at this moment, relying on the power of one person.

Wu Chen was so excited about his eyes that he was so amazed that he could fight against a hundred. At this time, he wanted to do all this.

However, the spell...

The sound of the spell began to chant again, and Wu Chen felt his scalp numb and looked in one direction.

Losing the blockade of the square formation, he could see that in the direction of the cavalry's pursuit, there was also a smaller cavalry team guarding the fancy nobleman, and next to it was a mysterious man shrouded under a black hood.

Wizard...Master?

The rapid spell was very different from the gentle stretch just now. Each syllable was high and tortuous, and each syllable was as heavy as a hammer hitting the air beside him. All the sounds on the battlefield completely disappeared, and everyone's face was filled with awe and fear, and cautious like a frightened bird.

The cavalry stopped chasing the enemy, and the knight leader who turned the situation around moved. He raised his big sword to his forehead and eyebrows, and the spearmen fleeing on both sides gathered again under whipping and intimidation.

Everyone's attention was focused on these two mysterious and powerful people. The spell sounded loudly. The man in black robe stretched out a pale finger and pointed at the knight shrouded in white light from afar.

Another thunder-like cry, the knight left a jumping afterimage, and his body had disappeared from the place. Almost at the same time, a colorful ray shot out from the pale finger and passed through the air. The white light met, collided, and disintegrated. The knight's figure appeared, frozen immediately, and collapsed like a mosaic, and then disintegrated into sand all over the sky...

The victory or defeat is destined in an instant!
Chapter completed!
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