Before Gretel could take action, on his left, the chief of the Kestrel Tribe, as the host and witness, had already pounced on him desperately:
"Don't do it!"
He pounced, retreated, and screamed again and again. The phantom of the red falcon outside him kept whining, and half of its wings and feathers were burned off. Even the palms of the great chief were turned black. Although his arms were wrapped in thick fur,
There was also a burning smell.
He gritted his teeth and stared at Nilka, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and slashed hard towards his elbow. There was a chuckle in the temple, and the black mist quickly retracted, and a small snake with black scales and white flowers flew from the tip of Nilka's hair.
He came out, bit the chief's arm, and sucked hard.
For a moment, the little snake's body continued to expand, and the color of the chief's palms gradually recovered. He stared at Nilka fiercely, but did not dare to speak any more, let alone stop Gretel.
Alas, there is no pressure to go head-to-head with the Golden Eagle Warrior. That female snake is really weird!
He didn't even feel her taking action. In the black mist, he was poisoned...
"What's wrong!"
Following his shout, Cerela rushed in. Looking left and right, she immediately had an angry look on her face and stood between Gretel and the female snake:
"What do you mean? You want to fight?"
"It's not interesting." Nilka's face was calm, and she even smiled:
"I just want to show this son of God the power of the female snake. In the next few months, I will stay here well and will not leave. Don't mess with me, don't think that I will really do it for you when I get here.
The hostages are coming! As for the chief”
She turned her eyes:
"I didn't mean to hurt him. In fact, my power has been restrained in front of the Son of God. He insisted on rushing in..."
"You're looking for a fight, right?"
Cerira had already clenched her fists. But Gretel read the letter at a glance, stood up calmly, and stretched out his hand to stop it:
"Wait. Cerela, let me do it myself."
"You come?!"
Miss Yinlong immediately turned her head. The angry look on her face suddenly disappeared and turned into concern and worry:
"I'll do it! I'll beat her up! I can definitely beat him!"
The great chief of the Kestrel tribe defeated Valensimo easily, and his combat level was at least two levels higher; Valensimo is a level 12 fighter, three levels higher than Gretel; so... you can really do it?
"If it doesn't work, don't I still have you? Don't worry, I'll hold on for a few seconds until you come to save me. It's still too late~"
Cerela kept her mouth shut, looked left and right, and nodded reluctantly. Grete took a step forward with a smile on his face:
"Do you want me to see the power of the female snake? Then come on! Don't do anything in the house, go outside to avoid breaking other people's things!"
"oh?"
Nilka raised her eyebrows. She looked up and down, left and right, carefully looking at Gretel. She nodded and gave a sneer:
"Since you strongly request it, let's give it a try. Don't worry, as long as you beg for mercy in time, for Lin En's sake, I won't do anything to you?"
Gretel walked out first without saying a word. Cerira followed closely behind and walked with Gretel to the square, stuffing things into his arms one by one:
Grete couldn't laugh or cry. Most of these things were the thank you gifts that Serela got after she carried the archmages out of the magic storm during the siege of Ostend.
Considering that they are about to leave for the New World, these magic equipment are mainly for triggering spell defense or spell attack. They are nominally for Cerela, but in fact, they are basically for Gretel.
These equipments were divided once before setting off, and Cerera piled most of the useful defensive items on Gretel. Now, even the offensive equipment was stuffed into him.
"Okay, okay, it's really enough. My mental power is also limited." He had to hold down Cerrela's hand:
"I really can't beat you, can you come up again?"
Cerela pouted and nodded with great reluctance. Gretel took a few steps away, summoned the oak staff, let it fall to the ground in its original shape, and pointed the head of the staff at Nilka:
"Come!"
"You asked for it!" Nilka pursed her lips and screamed. In an instant, the black mist surged, covering her slender figure, and quickly expanded outwards. With every breath, it had already covered the place where Grete was standing.
Annihilation.
In the black mist, dots of phosphorescence were running towards the front. Serira stood outside the black mist and used her secret vision to look inward. She saw all the phosphorescence combined into a cobra, which stood tall and pounced down.
The huge mouth opened.
In the middle of the black mist, Gretel stood quietly, with only a small piece of pure land around him. He clasped his hands and watched the black mist continue to approach, approach, expand, and expand.
"ah!!"
With Grete as the center, a dazzling bright light suddenly exploded. The phosphorescence suddenly retreated, and the black mist was like rolling soup and pouring snow, leaving the boss empty on the spot. Nilka took a step back, raised his hands to cover his eyes, tears gurgling from the corners of his eyes.
And below:
"What is this! What is this!"
Radiant Shield.
Serila smiled softly, her eyes sparkling and curved into a pair of crescent moons. She stretched out her hand, touched the void, and then lowered her hand regretfully:
The shield formed by lightning has extremely powerful lethality against those forces that tend to be dark and death-oriented. Moreover, with the lightning cat around, the power of Gretel's lightning spells has been increased by at least one level.
It's a pity that I can't touch the cat now. I can only touch it after the cat is beaten...
Of course, what made her even more satisfied was that Grete habitually set up a force field barrier inside the radiant shield to protect herself tightly:
Up, down, left, and right form a perfect sphere. Now, Gretel's feet are stepping on the force field barrier, the top of his head is tightly connected, and there is a tube of liquid nitrogen between his fingers. Even if the double shields are broken, he
There was still time to build an ice wall right away.
In the other hand, there are still two routine test tubes. One is potassium permanganate and the other is nitrocellulose. They are pointed forward, mobilizing the spell configuration.
"boom!!"
With Grete as the center, a ring of blazing white flames spurted out and exploded outwards. The five-ring high-level explosive flames exploded with full force under the double bonus.
With almost no time to react, the black mist, the phosphorescence in the black mist, and the cobra composed of phosphorescence were completely burned in the fierce flames.
"No"
Nilka screamed. Her hair! Her snake! Her power!
The front was hit by this blast of flames, and half of it was burned directly! That was the power she developed by praying to the snake god every day, condensing death energy every night, and bathing in the snake god's breath!
As a female snake, walking on the boundary between life and death, she can only accept and integrate the power of the snake god with a little bit of vitality left in her body. Use a little of this vitality, and use it less!
She tried her best to draw back the black energy, and the lightning and flames counterattacked, causing her to vomit a mouthful of blood on the spot. In the distance, the elf girl was still shouting:
"Gretel! Beat her! Beat her hard!"
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