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2139. Chapter One Thousand Nine Hundred Thirty Nine Adjustments

The King of Griffon was at a loss. Every time he had to adjust one or two, he would not wait until he could adapt to one of the magic bombardment, and the other, which was completely opposite, bombarded the other.

It's simply making the King of Griffons want to vomit blood!

And it was even more incredible in Roy's eyes watching the game from close range.

It is difficult for ordinary people to be proficient in one spell, but the person in front of them can master three different attributes so profoundly at the same time...

This is not a simple question of one plus one equals two.

As a titled magician, he knows the difficulty very well. You must know that the conflicts among these magic elements are extremely fierce. Every time you are not careful, you may fail the magic and explode directly in your own hands!

Ordinary title-secret magicians need to release such spells of completely different attributes, and they have to adjust them between gaps to allow their bodies to adapt.

How can you be as fast as this...

This is dancing naked on the tip of the knife.

And such intensive casting is like dancing on the tip of the knife while playing with the big stones on the chest.

This is too exaggerated...

This is not an ordinary magical battle, it's just a show of skills...

No, it is more like a dazzling magic juggling than showing off skills!

But if you do this, that power is really terrifying.

This extremely high casting difficulty also brings more difficult defense pressure to the attacked person.

finally……

In this dense casting of different attributes, the Griffin King was actually a miserable roar, without any power to fight back. What's even more exaggerated is that these spells have no intention of stopping.

Each one is a high-level spell above level three, but it is like the most ordinary ice cone technique, and it comes out one after another.

There is no gentle gap at all.

It seems that if this griffin king refused to admit defeat, these spells would have been fired like this until the end of time...

True or fake...

Roy swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and the shock in his heart was beyond replenishment.

And just when Roy was shocked here, the Griffin King was more frightened.

Obviously, even with its rich combat experience, I have never encountered such a pervert who has played the three high-level magic paths to the extreme.

In a moment, I was hit and my head was dizzy...

finally……

Even if it is as vicious as it is, it will no longer be able to support it at this time.

The roar went from violent to shock to wail…

Just bit by bit, I began to give up the difficult operation of rushing forward with spells.

Its pace began to hesitate from the beginning of the battle until now.

Then, under the violent spell bombardment, he finally took the first step.

only……

This step is toward the back.

Yes, this head was so powerful that it was hard to resist the existence of two titled magicians, and finally chose to retreat under such extremely powerful spell bombardment!

Finally, in a roar of shame mixed with pain, the griffin, I suddenly flapped the already wombed wings, bulged with a strong wind, turned around and rushed towards the dense forest behind me...

Even the King of Griffons retreated, and the griffons who were still fighting wildly also roared one after another.

There was shock in the voice.

Obviously, even they never thought that their superior king would directly repel under the bombardment of that human spell when they were about to win...

But no matter what, the leader left at this time, and no griffin dared to stay.

They all roared and retreated, never going to fight again, and turned around and left.

But at this time, the mages had already been red in their eyes, so they would not miss such a rare opportunity.

The more powerful magic firepower net at that time was intertwined again, suppressing the fleeing griffins.

This made the griffins who had lost the initiative pay a heavy and heavy price.

Only after throwing dozens of corpses again did the retreat be difficult to complete...

finally……

With the figure of the last griffin, it was shot down on the battlefield.

The griffin group in the distance had turned into a black line and headed towards the place where they came from. However, at this time, you can see that the black line was much thinner than when compared to it...

"Long live!"

"Save!"

"I, I'm damn..."

On the battlefield, countless mages burst into excited cheers when they escaped from death.

In the situation just now, they were all the same as Mingjing, knowing that their group of people would be in danger.

But who could have thought?

At this moment, I can still survive from death!

It was like walking around hell. When the soul was about to be taken away by the grim demons, he suddenly made a profit from them, and then escaped from the shocked eyes of the demons!

This excitement and surprise of escaping from death is simply unparalleled.

"Save it..."

At this moment, in the distance, Rom, who was originally surrounded by layers of griffins, suddenly, the dense griffins in front of him, which were so breathless that he suddenly retreated. He was like a drowning person, and the river water around him suddenly retreated automatically.

Standing there, he suddenly lost the pressure, and his whole body was occupied by a huge wave of fatigue.

His body is now empty and has been squeezed to the extreme, and there is no drop of magic left.

Being able to fight until now is entirely due to a force of will.

And now...

He was occupied by this unparalleled sense of weakness. Now he didn't even have the energy to meditate, so he just wanted to have a good sleep.

And under the extreme fatigue of this spirit, he still bit the tip of his tongue, and forcibly took off his last bit of energy, looking at the thin figure in the center of the battlefield...

There is a sense of awe in my eyes.

Just now, it was this man who suddenly fell from the sky at the most critical moment on the battlefield and rescued everyone...

If it weren't for him, the two major forces of the Twilight Council and the Dark Moon Mercenary Group would have been wiped out together...

"Who is this..."

At this time, Goer, who was closest to the center of the battlefield, also looked at the figure not far away with shock, in the smoke of war...

It was him who stood in front of him when he was about to fall just now and pulled himself back from the brink of death...
Chapter completed!
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