My Empire
Seven hundred seventy-two is not a duel
Million Devil's Elite Force in the Storm Islands and 100,000 Human Expeditionary Military War, Devil Erysia personally commanded, invested in new weapons, and finally only fell a defeat of the defeat.
Nowadays, Allah Hill is deployed in the devil, has exceeded 400,000 people, and the evil force put into the armed forces, but only about 200,000 people in the district.
This is a war who is destined to win the victory, because the two sides of the two sides are not in the same day.
A god waiter wearing a white robe resting in the forest, and when he has consumed half of the magic, the thousand soldiers in Allah Hill have been engaged in the far away from the road.
They have no time to waste these sporadic enemies, they want to be able to take the devils near the front of the Ailan Hill, put those evils on the road of attack.
The detrongous Allah Hill soldiers have almost filled the entire battle area. There is no room for space here, and they will be moved to these White robes.
Although many jungle can also be temporarily hidden, these white robe do not have a good way to hide the main force of Allah Hill leave.
Because ... they are all pure energy, or have a powerful pure energy body as the big tutor! The magician can perceive their existence, the closer the distance, the higher the perceived precision.
Just sitting on a big stone, he was sitting on a big stone, while he was able to surround the huge energy of several shares.
He bowed slightly, picked up his long sword from the stone around him, and his long sword was dissatisfied with ambiguous gap, and these gaps were all scarred. He used this long sword to hack more than dozen enemies, but the enemy is hard, and he also causes many scars to him.
Yes, chopping helmets, slashing shoulder, chopping bones, chopping guns ... Many things will bring harm to slim sharp sword blades.
The opposite side of this white robe, a black robe man with a smile mask, this tradition is Grieken, but many magic masters on the magic continent inherited.
Nowadays, the Emperor Empire Magic Master, many magicians are from Grien, or the apprentices of Grien Magic Masters, so most of them are willing to bring a rare weird mask.
This man with a smiley mask took out the long sword of the waist, and the long sword forged in the sippled steel was shining in the sun with a dazzling light.
Next second,
His long sword wrapped around a light blue lightning, which proved that this opaque man in front of him is a strong combat powerful magician.
"Alan Hill Magic Teacher Captain ... Unfortunately, you can only die here, demon!" The man took a footsteps, while I was cold as the sharp sword in his hand.
"Strong ... You are too big." Although the sound is dull, the white robes are still from his aunt, saying that it is a clear sentence: "I am a god waiter ... servant God! "
God waiter ... This is the first time the male magic mart heard the official title of the other party. They called the other side before, or called the White Robe.
"I want to leave me ... you ... don't match!" Looking at the opposite black robes, this goddener still kept the pride of his strong, he raised the long sword, standing up, and said low tone.
After all, he is a powerful existence close to the big magician, while the senior magician of the Allah Hill in front of him, but it is just a common power that has just advanced magician.
"It is not equipped, not you said," The black robe male magician, one without a mask, the old man covered with wrinkles squatted with a magic stick, the bow of the back is coming.
He also dressed in a black robes, embroidered behind the golden eagle. Not every magician is a warrior with a long sword, the profession of the magician is also destined, and many magicians are not suitable for the charge.
Just, in the other side of the white robe, another white robe suddenly appeared, he also sat on a long sword, and he heard a lot of proud: "In fact, in the middle, you are you!" "
"Oh? What?" The old man took a smile. He asked this question, there were several forests around, and several black robe came out of the long sword.
More and more, there are dozens of last quantities. Every one of these magicians is a strong combat power, now they gather, and the power is naturally larger.
Obviously, the White Robe doesn't realize that in order to wipe them two, the other party will dispatch so many people!
For him, the current situation is tricky. He did not grasp the magician who got rid of these dangers. Once delayed, there will be more enemies surrounded.
"Thunder!" White Square is no longer nonsense, he can draw a huge magic line in the palm of the palm. This is the battle he is familiar with, which makes him feel relieved.
Previously, those fierce battles, human beings always took out some weapons that made him uncomfortable, and the battle between the two sides was not a magical battle between ordinary, more like a physical strength for purely consuming magical energy.
In this case, although the White Sabitors kill a lot of humans, he has a lot of magic consumption. Now, the battle enters his familiar rhythm, which makes him more confident.
However, this confident has not been continuous in 3 seconds, and it has been collapsed by an awkward gun. He has faced his face and saw his companions. The magic had consumed two-thirds of God.
Then he saw it, the goddener was in a dirty white robe, and there was a hole of a hole, a loud hole.
That is a large caliber sniper rifle, and the power is naturally very powerful. The most memorable, the goddener who is hitting the body is all right to use the attack magic to attack the frontier opponent, completely does not realize that the side will be ambushing a magical attack squad!
"You ..." found that the other party made the godwood of the fraud, and the magic of the gods around him turned to disorders. Although this hit did not be deadly, the damage can be absolutely small.
"Sorry, we are not to come to duel." A unmoured smile on the army's face of the Ailan Magic Master, stimulating his opponent, and sideways.