Age of Adepts

The knights of this world have too primitive a means of killing, as opposed to the many weird means of witches.

Although the Rider of the Break and the Wizard are not far apart from each other at the level of power, they have little other means of restraining the Wizard than flaming blades, bursting crosses, half-moon slaughter and a few other tactics.

Against the witch, that dazzling weird witchcraft and all sorts of fantastic methods of killing, perfectly paired, can beat the broken knight half to death in the last round.

The large gap in biopower between the higher and lower levels is outrageous!

As a last resort, the eleven Knights of Glory could only split up, each crucifying a wizard and chasing after them. This effectively eliminates the hunting of these wizards, but also disperses one of their most powerful powers.

It was not until all the knights of glory had been seduced that the vast array of witches hidden beneath the battlefield began to function simultaneously.

So above the ground, the sour marshes of the bones, the foggy poisonous wetlands, the blood-sucking jungles of the blood-sucking demons, the quicksand traps of the mudstone columns… these terrible extinctions all appeared, occupying almost every part of this mountain jungle.

Many witches and corpse eaters took advantage of these special areas and fought guerrilla wars with the Hound Knights. Once the Hound Knights have been lured into these areas, few can escape alive.

A shiny knight who had also broken into the blood-sucking jungle to save a dozen knights had the most horrible scene there.

Numerous blood-sucking demon vines drilled from the depths of the ground danced, wrapping the diminutive metallic glitter of the vines coming at him from all sides. And each cane is covered with terrible spikes, and the front end of the cane is more visible with the horrible mouthpiece of the lotus petal.

At the risk of nine lives, the shining knight escaped from the inside. When he came out, there were still a few broken magic vine tentacles on his armor, which were still twisting, and the sharp wooden prick rattled the chips. As for the fighter under the Knight of Glory, he was drizzled with the dreaded green juice all over the place, sprinkled with strong acid and corroded green smoke, accompanied by a stinking nose.

Looking away at the distant battlefield, Knight Chief Winsor witnessed first-hand that seven or eight Warrior Knights had fallen into the acid swamp in pursuit of a group of witches. Half the members accidentally fell into it, and even a dozen of the finest martial arts were corroded into coke skeletons. The rest of the members were plunged to the ground by a gushing corpse, where both sides carried out the bloody killing of you alive.

There is also a jungle full of poison fog, a small group of demon hunter knights breaking into it, and they only hear angry drinks and growls, as well as fierce beasts howling, but they can't see a thing inside. And the hunter knights naturally didn't show up in front of the crowd.

A piece of death is like a death trap where a bone eater doesn't throw up, and any hunter knight who breaks into it can't get away with it. They also cut the vast jungle into a fragmented battlefield, making it harder for the Hound Knights to rally into armies and strike like a tide!

“My lord, look?” Winsor's face had an intolerable twist on the great Holy Knight Willis.

“Keep them moving, paying attention to avoid dangerous areas of the enemy. In any case, the enemy's Wizard Tower must be destroyed! I'll let the Dragon Knight work with you.” Willis stood tall on the back ridge of Green Dragon O'Ferrell, answering with a nail cut.

“Then I'll lead the way. Lord Luo is here! ”

Only an hour into battle, five or six hundred hunter knights have fallen into the jungle. And their sacrifices are only two or three times more than their witches and ghosts.

As for the wicked wizards, like the snakes hiding in the dark caves, they lurk without finding the best chance of attack. When you see them all of a sudden, they are often the backbone of a slow dissipation after a single kill.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Winsor, who had been pressing behind him, finally found himself intolerable, leading more than 1,500 reserves to the battlefield with generosity and excitement.

Behind them, the head of the holy knight Willis Yang made a strange, deep growl. And in the roar, three green dragons hidden in the jungle in the rear swept up, the camel carrying the dragon knight behind it, unfolding the wide membrane wings, quickly paddling across the forest, towards those witchcraft traps in the battlefield.

Whenever they fly over those areas, they take a big bite and spit out a huge, lingering dragon. Intense green poison fog dragon breath did not enter acid swamp and poison fog, harshly plowed the inside again.

Countless witch beasts rushed out of it, wrapped around a wire of green poison. Without waiting for them to escape, terrible toxins took their lives. A witch fell silently in the woods and his body began to rot rapidly, making the scene intolerable.

Ghouls are themselves undead creatures, immune to toxin attacks. They climb over the canopy in flexible motion, constantly jumping from the tip of the forest, with the intention of climbing onto the empty green dragon and dragging them down.

Unfortunately, they have rarely succeeded, and most of them have been swept away by the winds of the Green Dragon whistling. Even the occasional success was cut in half by the Dragon Knight on the back of the Green Dragon.

Green dragons constantly dive, dragon breath, pull up, dive, dragon breath, pull up...

After these two or three rounds, the enchantments hidden in the dead were finally destroyed, and some of the witchcraft traps slowly began to fail, reverting to the jungle. But the white bones and coke wreckage that remain in the open forest space clearly show the horrible scene that happened here before!

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War Witch Tower.

A dozen wizards are nervously busy.

But they were busy, each commanding a large group of mechanical beasts, trying to complete the last part of the building of the Witch Tower.

The battle on the front line is already raging!

Witchcraft accumulation in Wizard Camp over the past half month has been depleted, and the elite corpse eaters, though powerful and undernumbered, simply cannot sustain the portal on such a large battlefield.

As a last resort, the front-line wizard could barely block the advance of the enemy by resorting to pre-arranged sorceress formations. But as the other dragon squad spared no effort to sweep the floor, these witch formations began to break down, and the situation on the battlefield has deteriorated!

The battlefield has spread from 5 miles away from Wizard Camp to 2 miles away, and sporadic Hound Knights have broken into the camp. Although they have also been exterminated by camp guards who have risen in groups, this is a good indication of the urgency of time.

an hour or half an hour?

If they are unable to complete the laying of the War Witch Tower before a massive influx of Hunter Knights arrives in the camp, the fragile Witch Tower will not withstand the impact of the Giant Dragon!

So when the alert on the current line came back like a single sound, all the family wizards worked hard with twelve points of spirit and energy.

In a secret room in the tower, two third-degree wizards, a man and a woman, were standing silently talking before the Salubo Wizard's figure projection.

“Lord Salupo, let's go out and resist! Eating one or two dragons should slow them down. This will also buy the Witch Tower more time!” Speaking is a woman wizard in a green robe whose face is hidden in a green mist. But when it comes to the word "swallow”, her tone of greed and urgency overflows the rhetoric.

And the purple wizard on the other side, while not hiding himself, had strange purple eyes all over his body that were palpitating. Numerous slightly blinking purple eyes can be seen on his neck, face and hands. And these eyes are obviously not some kind of tattoo, but a real thing.

When they open together and roll their eyeballs to peek in all directions, anyone will feel creepy, and the oil in their hearts breeds a fear!

“Yes, Lord Sarubo. Let me and Sanaza go out and shoot for a while, and it should be no problem to destroy those dragons!” Rarely, purple-eyed wizards have spoken with their companions.

“No! You two are too preoccupied with flesh * physical strength, and the interpretation of the mutant surface rule is not yet complete. How much power can you play under the rule of dominance?” The figure projection finally opened his eyes and asked coldly.

The purple-eyed wizard frowned, uncertainly answering: "About 45%! ”

Another purple robe female wizard smiled forcefully: "I can only use about 35% of my strength! ”

“Hmmm...” Humanity projection does not hesitate: “That's just the power, just to get you to the top of step 2. It may not be a problem to deal with a few dragons, but once your details are revealed, the Holy Knight of the 4th Order will do everything in his power! ”

“My lord, they're here. Why don't you do everything you can? What's that Willis waiting for?” The purple-eyed wizard asked inexplicably.

“Shut up... you think he doesn't want to do it? I'm shaking him! Ever since he stepped into the jungle, I have divided a spiritual consciousness that pressed him against his heart. That would have moved him to an unknown palpitation, but he couldn't find a reason. And that's why he becomes so conservative and negative, otherwise he starts off with a dragon straight into the War Witch Tower. Do you think you two can stop him from attacking? ”

The two third-degree wizards looked at each other, and the awe in their hearts became more intense.

Being able to cast a seed of thought into the mind of a four-stage strong person is not yet noticeable to the other party and indirectly influences the other party's major decisions. It's amazing how capable it is!

The two wizards stopped talking and silently closed their eyes and continued to lift that annoying shackle.