Forced his mind to calm down, Xiao Yi found that he seemed to have made some mistakes in his positioning. His understanding of the mage has always been an attack-type turret in online games, but he has the mark of all magic, and he can use all types and types of spells on the platform. What he can do should not be the only thing.

"My mental power is limited, and I don't have enough props to sacrifice mass destruction spells, so I can only start with the most basic ones."

After opening his eyes again, Xiao Yi's eyes became firm. Looking around the battlefield, the ground was still full of countless ruined and messy armored weapons. His eyelids twitched, and he also had basic sacrificial props. Although the level of these equipment was very low, most of them were mainly ordinary levels. It would be good to see one or two rare levels occasionally.

"Enough!"

There are too many old equipment to pick up in the ancient battlefield. Xiao Yi may have to thank these equipment for their quality that was excellent. Although it was damaged, it would be completely fine if it could be used for sacrifices.

Xiao Yi pulled out the iron sword inserted on the ground. The loud metal sound made the commander look back rarely. There was no look in his empty pupils, and soon he turned over again.

"Sacrifice! The secondary power is strengthened!"

"Sacrifice! Secondary physical strength strengthens!"

"Sacrifice! Secondary physical damage protection!"

"Sacrifice! Secondary shield defense blessing!"

"Sacrifice! Secondary sharp blessing!"

Xiao Yi breathed all the effective auxiliary spells in his mind on the human warriors around him. These were the lowest-level ordinary spells and did not consume much mental power, but Xiao Yi used thousands of people. His mental power poured out like flowing water, and he was squandered all of them in the blink of an eye.

He sat on the ground tiredly, took out two bottles of primary mental power recovery potion from his arms, and poured all of them down. He didn't have much to do. Instead of using the limited amount of mental power to kill spells, he would rather choose to believe these warriors who have experienced many battles.

The effect of auxiliary spells is amazing. After all, the resurrected demon clan has only 20% of the body. The shield warriors who were hit hardest on the outermost side felt that the impact they were being rapidly reduced, and the spear warriors noticed that the power in their hands was increasing.

Stronger power, stronger defense!

Although the limited auxiliary techniques only fall on the outermost level of warriors, the soldiers' good qualities quickly restored the formation that was almost dispersed. The commander nodded to Xiao Yi. This was the first time he had communicated with Xiao Yi since his resurrection. Although it was silent, Xiao Yi knew that this was a recognition.

Ten minutes passed, and the battle situation continued to be stalemate. The human warriors were strengthened by a series of auxiliary techniques. Xiao Yi, who had poured two bottles of mental recovery potion, was still using it continuously. However, the offensive of the demon clan was also strengthening. These demon clans did not use any armor or weapons, but simply fought with their physical bodies. After the ten minutes of disadvantage, as the demon clan's body gradually changed to a huge transformation, the human clan's disadvantages appeared.

"Summoning the Little Flame Demon!"

Xiao Yi decisively used the accompanying skill of the Burning Stick, the Fire Demon summoned the flame demon that was burning all over his body and appeared in the middle of the demon clan. The Flame Demon screamed and began to rush into the demon clan formation. The Flame Demon can fire bursting fireballs with E-level evaluation. Each fireball can blow up a large area of ​​the demon clan. Moreover, the burning flame itself will also ignite all close enemies. Although the damage of continuous burning is not high, it is enough to deal with the demon clan.

The little flame demon helped Xiao Yi to delay it for five minutes again. When the flame demon's life was exhausted, the demon clan's offensive began again. Although they suffered huge casualties, the human side had lost no less than two hundred warriors so far.

"So tired!"

Xiao Yi's body began to tremble slightly, and his vision became blurry. He knew that this was a sign of mental overdrawing. His mental power use almost reached its limit. Even if there was mental potion recovery, the consumption rate was far higher than the recovery speed.

"It's true that it's not possible. Even if there is a mark of all things, it's impossible for a person to survive such a task!" Xiao Yi felt that his head was as heavy as a huge rock, and he was about to fall to the ground completely. His eyes, which were so tired that they could not support him, were closed, and a cold feeling like water suddenly spread throughout his body.

The fatigue swept away, and the buzzing head became extremely quiet in an instant. Xiao Yi quickly stood up and looked at the commander who was staring at him in a bit incredible way. The other party just pointed at his sword. Where the sword pointed, a human warrior was quickly transforming into a pool of ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and not even the bones left. In this way, it completely turned into ashes and dissipated into the red sky.

Xiao Yi felt that the cold energy in his body came from this human warrior. Although he didn't understand what the other party used, it was obvious that the nameless warrior exchanged his own mental power with sacrifice.

A silent touch suddenly appeared in Xiao Yi's heart. He opened his mouth to thank him, but he didn't know if the other party could understand it. Then he saw the commander suddenly raised the sword again and pointed to the demon clan outside the iron barrel formation.

He understood that the commander was asking him to continue to help with the demon clan. Xiao Yi nodded and held the bursting cane tightly again. The soldier who sacrificed happened to have a rare level of armor on his body. So he first sacrificed and used the Rain of Purification. In Taoyuan Village, he knew that this spell would also have fatal damage to the demon clan.

The damage of rare-level spells is huge, and this spell is range damage. The demons turned into ashes under the holy rain, and even the bones are no longer left.

After the rain of purification, Xiao Yi did not dare to relax at all and continued to put all the imagined auxiliary spells on the human warriors around him. After squandering so quickly, his mental power was exhausted again.

This time, no need for the commander to make any hints, a human soldier came to sacrifice immediately. This time, Xiao Yi saw the whole process. The human soldier knelt in front of him with one knee, held his hands together, and his shriveled lips seemed to be thinking something, but he could not make any sound. More than ten seconds later, a gray-white airflow from the soldier's body rushed out and penetrated into Xiao Yi's body. Under the erosion of the cold energy, his mental power was full again.

This process was repeated about four times, and it was already ten minutes later. Every warrior around was put on no less than four or five auxiliary spells by Xiao Yi. The good news is that the spells that Xiao Yi could completely master without sacrifice also quickly rose from the previous four to more than forty.

In addition to auxiliary spells, Xiao Yi also began to use ordinary spells to help kill the demon races jumping into the formation. He deliberately selected different types of spells to use so that the amount of spells he had completely mastered continued to increase.

It has been 25 minutes in total, and the human side has reduced its personnel by about 300 people. The iron barrel formation has remained unchanged, but the range has been reduced sharply by half. Even with Xiao Yi's auxiliary spell, the increasingly fierce battle still inevitably brings considerable casualties. The demon side has reduced its personnel by about 6,000.

With a 1-20 loss ratio, these human warriors are elite, but when Xiao Yi looked up at the demon clan that was still rushing around the mountains, his face gradually became ugly.

The demon clan behind is even larger in size. He stood upright and was more than ten meters tall. He dragged his long tail and had two rotten horns on his head. Unlike the thin and fragile muscles of ordinary demon clans, even after his strength was reduced to 20%, there was still a layer of strange scales with a light blue halo attached to the surface of his body. The human warrior's weapons cut on it not only did not cause any damage, but instead caused his weapons to break.
Chapter completed!