Under the unyielding offensive of the violent trolls, the gang members rushed to organize their resistance and could only barely protect themselves.

"Damn it! Where is the boss?" Antoine waved the Storm Sword and slashed off the head of a troll, and shouted to the two knights behind him, "Bernie! Albert! Go to the city lord's mansion to see what the boss and the two undead mages are doing!"

Antoine has the bloodline of the Storm Lion. As a senior level six bloodline knight, he has touched the threshold of high-level. Among the gangs, except Algeron, he is the most powerful. The two undead mages dare not provoke him. The two level five knights behind him, Bernie and Albert, are his companions who share life and death with him. Countless joint battles have made the three of them cooperate in impeccable. It was at the invitation of Antoine that Bernie and Albert joined the human gang in Ricca City, so Algeron simply asked these three to form a high-end combat team to attack and kill the strong.

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent hissing sounded from the lord's mansion, immediately affecting the entire human city. "Argenon! My blood! That's my blood!"

The bone-melting power contained in this voice made Antoine shiver all over his bones.

The bloodline of the leech viper... is only a strait of the higher-level ones! Moreover, this bloodline is much higher than his Storm Lion, and even higher than the head's crust scorpion.

"Dry teeth...! He was about to break through the barrier of the rank at this time. What was the stimulation that old thing was?!" Antoine was so shocked by the voice that his hair stood up, "Wait, let's deal with the other troll leaders first, don't let them destroy them everywhere!" He ordered to Bernie and Albert.

"It seems that the city lord's mansion is under attack?" Bernie looked over there with lingering fear. The old troll's bloodline abilities were very strange. If he was really promoted to the higher level, the boss might not be able to deal with it...

"Don't you believe in the power of the leader?" Antoine asked. After saying that, he ran to another war zone further away from the city lord's mansion without looking back. What a joke, the old troll is about to break through to the advanced level. The Bone Melting Touch is an instinctive spell that cannot be defended. I won't talk about whether it can cause damage to Algernon. Anyway, I don't have much confidence to resist.

After Heras turned into a big-headed mouse and slipped out of the trolls' territory, he recovered and then flew to the artificial forest of the elves in the dark. As soon as he arrived at the clearings of the forest, he saw a graceful figure by the lake.

Just as he was about to descend, a sudden hissing roar finally came here. Heras shook his bones and whispered to himself: "This stimulation is really great..."

"Emma's scholar, the slaughter teeth are about to be promoted... The old troll in this city has the highest bloodline..." The figure was Glylenya, who quickly walked towards Heras and said, because Clarence was unwilling to let those dirty plans defile his sister's thoughts, so she asked her to arrange it with Heras.

"It's my highest bloodline..." Heras nodded and said, "It's best to make both of them lose money, let's hurry up."

Only priests above the level can fly for a short time with the help of divine power. Glylenya cannot do it for the time being, and Heras is not pretentious. He picked her up in the waist and flew towards a flat gravel beach outside the city.

Autumn is almost over now, and winter is coming. Although it will not snow in Rica City, the sun is a bit insufficient. He needs to use Glylenya's magic to gather the light.

After arriving at the destination, Heras gently put down Glyronya. The Moon Goddess Pastor unnaturally tightened the sacrificial robe. She had not been hugged by any man... not even an elf...

But she is not a pretentious person either. Now that time is tight, her magic tricks can only be arranged at night.

"The fluorescent lights in the elves' artificial forest are actually the gathering moonlight, which I arranged." Grelenya said while exploring the terrain.

"Are you sure this magic trick is also effective for sunlight?" Heras asked solemnly.

"It's very certain that I've tried, Emma Scholar. Although this magic can only be arranged at night, it does have a certain attraction to sunlight." Grelenya looked at the gravel beach and said helplessly, "But there are no trees here, and this magic can't be maintained. If it is arranged now, it can only be maintained until noon tomorrow."

"It's enough for such a long time." Heras nodded when he heard this.

"What do you want to do? Emma Scholar, the sunlight attracted by this makes people feel warmer in winter at most, without any lethality, and in fact, it will only make people feel very comfortable." Grelenya asked in confusion, but she still prayed on the gravel beach while releasing the power of divine magic.

"That's because it's not strong enough. If you arrange one place every 100 meters in this way, how wide can you arrange the range?" Heras asked.

"It's not clear... I've never tried to spend so much divine power on this divine technique used for concentration and lighting..." After Grelenya finished praying, she released the divine technique while answering, "As long as the miracle moon of the Supreme Eternal Night King disappears into the sky, this divine technique cannot be arranged. Apart from the time required to pray and restore divine power, the range I can arrange before dawn should not exceed the area of ​​that artificial forest."

"Then change it to a place of one thousand meters. You can temporarily imprint those magical techniques on some things and let me place them." Heras said decisively. It would be great if it was summer. There was no need to be such trouble...

"If it is a thousand meters apart, the effect can be almost negligible..." Grelenya frowned, but she did not object. The Emma scholar had proved his knowledge and strength.

Take out a pair of leaves that are as blue as moonlight from the space bracelet, and Grelenya began to accumulate divine power in the leaves. Her space bracelet is an ordinary universal space equipment. It does not require mental power to use it, but there is no mechanism for the owner to recognize, and anyone who brings it can use it immediately.

In this tense division of labor, the glimmer of dawn gradually appeared in the sky.

"Can't be released..." Grelenya looked down at her hands and said deflated.

"These should be quite reasonable." Heras picked up the last part of the leaves, stood up and flew to the arranged location again.

The morning sunlight shone on the war-torn city. Although there was thick smoke and fire everywhere, the final result of the battle was already clear. These human gangsters had already gained an overwhelming advantage.

The dead teeth fell unwillingly on the ground, and the raised dust bathed in the rising sun, radiating morning light.

Algeron sighed softly, but he didn't expect that the old troll really advanced to level seven in rage and despair... If it weren't for Edwin and Rotander's assistance, it wouldn't be easy for him to kill him.

"My life case is not in the magic circle...Boss...Edwin...Save me!" Rotander, who had only half of his skull, said anxiously. His rotten head was exposed from the skull, and his mind was like black and bright fat maggots squirming in clusters.

"You are responsible for your own sake! Who asked you to take it off? Edwin! Go and help him!" Algeron continued to yell after taking a few breaths.

Upon hearing this, Edwin pulled up Rotander's wreckage and quickly walked into the magic tower with his life box.

Algeron walked towards the dead teeth that fell to the ground with heavy steps. The troll had consumed all his bloodline vitality and was now difficult to stand up.

The dry teeth only recovered a little rationally at this time. The violent storm in the snake's eyes dissipated. He watched Algeron find a manuscript on him, and a trace of regret appeared in the old troll's eyes.

But he soon decided to let go of his dignity, and he gasped and said, "I can be your slave, Algeron..."

"If you haven't advanced to the higher level, I'll consider it." Algeron shook his head, then stomped the troll's head with one foot.

Just as the trolls were fighting to the death, the Wrath of Sinwasa, who had never violated the river with the gangster, suddenly announced an amazing decision. Clarence unilaterally announced an alliance with Algeron. Then the elves immediately dispatched to help the gang members encircle the trolls. The beautiful elves joined the battle and made the gang morale rise unprecedentedly. They defeated the remaining power of the trolls in one go, and the battles everywhere were coming to an end.

Antoine pulled the Storm Sword out of the chest of a troll leader with force, and the bloodline attached to his sword made the troll's chest mess.

On the other side, Bernie was in danger. When another troll leader saw his companion die, his eyes became even more intense. He pressed against the spear that pierced his abdomen with Albert and threw out the bloody battle axe held in both hands. The surface of the battle axe was flowing with blood, and it was spinning and slashing from both sides as if he was following the target.

They tried their best to choose those war zones far away from the city lord's mansion, but they did not expect to encounter two level 6 troll berserkers on the edge of the human city. If Antoine's power was not second only to Algeron among the gangs, the two level 5 knights would have died, and the long-term battle against two made Antoine exhausted. Seeing Bernie in danger, he immediately rushed to the nearest battle axe and shouted calmly: "Bernie! You can stop it, just use your best to stop another!"

At this moment, two snow-white sword lights suddenly appeared cut from behind Bernie to the battle axe, accurately knocking the two axes away. Antoine took this opportunity to turn his head and run towards the troll. The Storm Sword swung all his strength and quickly cut off the troll leader's neck.

A slim figure walked out of the dust raised behind Bernie. After seeing the scene without any obstacles, she was about to leave with a rhythmic graceful pace.

"Thank you for your help, beautiful lady..." Bernie took a deep breath and said with lingering fear.

Then he noticed the charming back with a soft ponytail that had two pointed long ears.

"The Wrath of Sinwasa? The noble female knight, thank you very much for lending a helping hand. Who are you?" Before Bernie could continue to speak, Antoine kicked the troll leader he cut off and then bowed to the back of the female elf.
Chapter completed!