Destroyer of Ice and Fire

A primitive warcraft jungle like the Nan 'an Demon Jungle, like the Nan 'an Demon Jungle, besides all the giant trees that block the sky, the giant trees are also filled with all kinds of giant python vines. The only difference is that this primitive jungle appears to have more animals than the Nan Demon Jungle, with crawling land turtles, snakes, and small flocks of animals like mice and rabbits everywhere. Even monkeys, wind wolves, thorn beasts, corrosion monsters, salt monsters and other low-order monsters that can muster some skill and pose some threat to the magician can often be seen.

The Corps of Magicians must be more careful in these primitive jungles, because according to the laws of the natural food chain, such a large base group of low-order animals is bound to form more powerful Lord-class warcraft.

A five-man team of magicians traveled fast between the jungles.

The five artists were all dressed in dark green tight technician clothes made from the skin of some kind of python snake, so that their speedy figure in the jungle was like five dark green pythons.

On a giant tree not far from the five artists, hidden three men and four women, the four artists dressed in magician robes can change color with the outside color and blend into the surrounding environment, their skin is dark brown like bark, a piece of skin on the forehead, but natural silver and white, just the shape of a round of moon.

Just by looking at these skin tones and silver and white curved moon marks, you can be sure that the three males and four females are lunar eaters.

“It's the Goat Horn Mage Squad! ”

Of the three men and four women, the oldest one appeared to be more than thirty years old, but his hair was a little white. He had a single cylindrical crystal telescope made by a dwarf artisan in his hand, just a moment to see the faces of the five artists, the white hair of the lunar cannibalist had changed his face.

“What shall we do? If they pass through here, they will be belly bound! ”

The other two male and female surgeons beside him were very young and looked about twenty years old at the most. The moment he heard the name of the Goat Corner Magician Squad, none of the three magicians had blood on their faces.

“You three retreat first!” The gray haired lunar eater immediately made his decision.

“No, Uncle An, my fix is minimal. If someone is to stay and delay them for some time, I should stay.” One of the other two male surgeons, whose hair was only an inch long, had a striking scar on the back of his brain, biting his teeth, said.

“The potential of both of you is better than mine. When I was your age, I didn't have the strength of you... Don't talk too much, let's go! You are the hope of the future of our Moon Eaters! ”

The haired moon-eating male magician spoke loudly.

But it was also at this moment that his body suddenly became stiff.

Only two of the original five magicians in the Ink Green Technician's Clothes are left!

The other three, just as they spoke, lost their sight!

Three hidden surgery fluctuations, each coming out of three directions around them, quickly!

Just above the heads of three giant trees less than sixty meters from each of them, the three goat horn magicians who disappeared into their sight suddenly appeared again, like three big birds, standing on a fiber branch at the top of the tree, all smiling at their position.

The other party seems to have found out where they are long ago, and has formed a siege on them in this short time!

“Augustus, if it's just the four groceries, the three of us will be fine, and you can keep going.” Among the three members of the squad of crocodile magicians standing on the tip of the tree, a magician with a blue gemstone necklace around his neck who didn't know what amplifier it was, took care of his wind-blown hair and looked casually at the two magicians who came behind him, he said.

The other two magicians standing on the tip of the tree, a round face, eyes in the flesh, hair in gray and purple red, shook their heads sympathetically: "How is the elite Moon eater getting scared to death? Haven't seen a decent opponent in days. ”

The bodies of four lunar cannibalists were getting colder and colder.

They are not afraid to die in battle.

But they knew very well that behind them, just behind them, was a team of their engineers to escort the wounded. At this time, if the team of goat horn magicians could not be delayed, even if only two magicians broke through from here and set up an ambush on that route, their team of engineers to escort the wounded could not escape as quickly as possible, they would surely be chased by the team of tracked magicians, and by then more than a dozen wounded and that team of magicians would have catastrophic results!

Ka-cha! ”

Also at this time, in the dense forest not far away, a clear breaking of branches suddenly sounded.

Only with such a broken sound, these four lunar eaters can tell immediately, which is definitely a stepping sound.

The Goat Horn Sorcerer Squad, which is already Baratheon's elite team of artists, is there another team of magicians here to plug in?

Even if it's just a team of general technicians from the Roland family working together, there's no way any of them can escape, is there?

The faces of the four lunar cannibalists became more pale.

At the same time, however, the three members of the Corner Mage team who stood on the tip of the tree were all facing each other.

And the two members of the Cornermaster's team, who themselves had continued to rush forward quickly, stopped immediately.

“Are you really an idiot! You make noises when you travel like this! ”

“It's all you. You have to comb your hair while you're walking in a place like this! Can't you be careful! ”

“Humph! It would be nice to run so fast while combing your hair, or you might as well kneel down for me * *...”

Some strange sounds, too, soon sounded.

“Light fire! ”

Three members of the goat horn magician team who stood at the tip of the tree had a crystalline neck collar that was clearly a magician amplifier. There was no bullshit, and the technical particles of the starpoints scattered through his hands.

A breeze swept through the dense woods of sound.

Almost simultaneously, countless seemingly gentle flames are generated in the air.

This is a technique that does not require a lot of technical particles, and the temperature of the flame is not surprising, it seems to be used only to ignite flammable forces in the air.

But this temperature just happens to burn the leaves and branches.

Countless flying ashes and that quickly turning black forest area immediately appeared clear and sparse.

The figure of a team of magicians appeared immediately.

“It turns out to be a hybrid of wind and fire skills… but the power is a little too bad. ”

“Idiot, you think it's an attack! It's not like you made a sound, not even a chance of a sneak attack, just to see who you really are! ”

A disdainful grunt and a cold curse sounded immediately.

“Not Baratheon's team of magicians? ”

Four lunar cannibalists looked at this squad of magicians, who appeared to be trying to sneak up on the Goat Horn from the conversation of this squad of magicians.

And this team of magicians is a little weird at the moment!

The first six magicians, five teenagers and a teenage girl, all looking very young college students, dressed in light blue magician robes, followed by a big, small and two figures behind the six college students.

The big one looks like an approachable beauty artist, but besides carrying a hint of natural enchantment on her face, how can she have an unknown dark aura?

The little figure, also looking like a younger girl, twelve or three years old, was covered in a magician's robe, but she was carrying a square metal box bigger than her body, and her face, in the cap pocket of the magician's robe, seemed to have a metallic glow.

Also at this time, it seemed to me that there was no need to hide anything as soon as there was a battle, and that tiny figure suddenly dropped the hood covering his face.

A silver-white face, and bronze-colored blade-like hair, with a unique, old-fashioned feel, appear in everyone's pupils.

“Ancient hairy metal fighter? ”

Four moon-eating magicians stunned.

Now the Dowa kingdom has many magicians and metal fighters, but the oldest, and the oldest, are the late Wizard Era metal fighters.

But at the moment, this hairline metal fighter is clearly more ancient, and some of its textures can obviously only be seen on hairline metal handicappers from the Great Dragon War at antique stores!

“The Dark Mermaid Queen? ”

“A metal fighter? ”

“Are you the Saint Dawn Academy team? ”

The goat horn team member, who had just performed light fire, suddenly said, “How dare you come to the hunting grounds forest to die? ”

“St. Dawn Academy Team? You're the Saint Dawn Academy team? ”

Four lunar cannibalists shouted in surprise.

“Yes, I'm Erin, and Yannon and Kristen are friends of mine!” Erin yelled at the four lunar eaters.

“They...” The white-haired lunar eater turned to God and said immediately: "Never let this team of goat horn artists pass through here! Yannon and Kristen's team are on a mission in the vicinity, and if one of their members is allowed to pass through here, they are in deadly danger! ”

“You're really welcome, even if you think of us as friends, you can at least say something nice and let us directly help you fight?” Stingham took out a comb and combed it, "but this little character, just leave it to us, you guys just watch. ”

After that, Stingham jumped a few steps forward, trying to make a very handsome gesture while calling out to each other to fight.

“Whoosh!”

But at this moment, Erin and others had just felt the surgery fluctuate and tried to intercept it. More than a dozen dusk wind blades appeared without a sign in front of Stingham and were all cut off from him.

All of these dozen wind blades are just over a person's height and exhibit a cold, icy glow, almost concentrating on a real physical technician blade!

“Ah!”

Stingham screamed.

At the moment of the screaming, his men flew backwards, turning into a little black dot behind Erin and others.

“Flying a little far... don't know if he's dead.” Bello pushed his glasses, commenting.

The four lunar cannibalists looked at Stingham, who did not know where he had been hit, and looked at the team again, feeling insecure again.