Versatile Mage

“With Movan the mad dog in the front line, it's much easier to think about things.” Zhao Manyan said.

Mofan alone can wash the poisonous gold mummies into chaos, and the rest of them will not naturally escape without a large group of poisonous gold mummies simultaneously releasing powerful toxins to form a wave of poisonous gold.

Immediately following the footsteps of Movan, the beast magician, others used high-ranking magic to fight the poisonous gold mummy completely.

Poisonous gold mummies and other dead spirits are not very different. They do not possess the thick defensive body armor of the dead spirits. Once their toxicity is not fully functional, the fighting power is actually very ordinary.

So at this moment, on the battlefield of the half slope, you can already see the teams of the state capital chasing the group of poisonous gold mummies running around, poisonous gold mummies always looking for a place where they can safely and steadily inflict poison, and the people of the state capital team are separated and brave, especially Movan, Ejiangtu and Muningsnow.

Mofan was not directly afraid of toxicity, caught killing one, collecting brutality, the powerful space system magic and curse system abilities of Ejiangtuna, would appear more direct when slaughtering these poisonous mummies that required conspiracy, Muningsnow was using the wind as a barrier, using ice as a weapon, and the delicate body of ice traveled among these poisonous mummies, making them seem very comfortable.

“Look, there's a signal over there.” I don't know who said it at the back of the hill.

“It looks like the army that rushed in before, they seem to be crying for help signals… the poison fog became a poison barrier and trapped them there. ”

“Such a guy, don't come to any trouble without that skill, we are killing here! ”

“Save them, after all, for this war of the dead.” Nan Xiao said.

Without help, you can only kill to the position where the army is located and help them magically blow out a living path.

“Speaking of which, this kind of guy really doesn't have any brains. Do you think he's Chun's bodyguard? This way, he rushes into a strong poison barrier...”

“Don't talk so much, eh, where's Movan? ”

“What, he didn't follow? ”

“Forget it, we're all dead, he's not gonna die. ”

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In the central area, a quadripartite area made up entirely of water-based water curtains, Staff Sergeant Fenner raised his head and looked at the distress signal on the side of the mountain, his eyebrows locked.

“Staff, they're in trouble, requesting backup.” The Confederate army hastily said.

“Keep moving!” Staff Counsellor Fenner said coldly.

“But they...”

“I said move on!” Staff Counsellor Fenner's eyes flashed brilliantly, completely unquestionable and defiant.

The Confederate Commander Roval dared not mention the rescue anymore, in fact he also knew that the attack by the Eastern Commander Wangkos was really too reckless.

“Vancos' army is trapped, we lack a pioneer army at the moment, and there is also the hardest group of sword-soldiers in the high slope area, like a group of heavily armed swordsmen, who will unload eight pieces as long as our team of magicians approaches it. Without opening a gap in the cadaver array of these sword-dead waiters, we rush forward and are likely to face a crisis that has been killed to no avail. After all, those sword-dead waiters possess powerful powers!” The FRY leader, Roval, said with a serious face.

Staff Sergeant Fenner was silent at once.

Staff Sergeant Fenner had sent the East Army to deal with the Sword Death Waiter, but perhaps the most terrible thing in Wangkos' eyes was the poison, so he left his post unauthorized and went to solve the poison mummy...

“I'll do it.” Staff Sergeant Fenner lowered his voice.

“How can that be, we need to wear out your magic when we capture the second attack camp, and how do we go down the road after that??” The other deputies immediately called out and strongly objected.

Staff Sergeant Fenner, who also holds the post of Commander-in-Chief of this team, is a superior magician.

There are only three superior magicians who can be deployed here at the moment. One needs to sit in the town of Pushni. One will lead another wave of magic societies at the time of the final impact of the pyramid. All three precious superior magicians have a clear division of labor. If the magic of superior magicians starts to wear out at this stage, this means that the plan will change accordingly. It is really hard to say if the mirage pyramid of the city can be captured!

“That's all we can do now, we'll figure out another way to make it up to you later… Now follow my orders and move on, we must get to the high slope area in 20 minutes!” Staff Sergeant Fenner said.

“Yes… yes! ”

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On the high slope, a touchdown magician was alone in pursuit of a dozen poisonous gold mummies.

Poisonous mummies constantly fled high, and this grumpy magician pursued them vigorously, trapping them all with a giant array of studs, before someone was satisfied to overtake them all and collect their cruelty.

“Where are they?” Movan turned around and found Mu Ningxue, Jiang Shaofu, Ae Jiangtu and Nan Xiao all of a sudden disappeared, as if many poisonous gold mummies were behind him.

“Did I kill in the wrong direction?” Movan smiled bitterly.

They blame one of the fleeing poisonous mummies, but they haven't seen such a runaway spirit, chased themselves for half a day, and took them on a distorted path.

“Click-click!!!! ”

Just as Movan planned to return, Movan suddenly saw behind the big rock next to him a dead spirit in a similar human form covered in black paint.

This dead spirit is all black, whether it is skin or outer coat of corpse, even the sword in their hands, is completely black, and the only eyes, it emits the exotic red light that captures the heart, with a strong and vicious intent!

“What kind of spirit is this? I haven't seen much. I don't know if it's going to explode.” Movan saw the other party's provocative eyes that had to kill him, and his belligerent temper came up.

The Black Swordsman's Dead Spirit took a strange step, his figure flashed a little, but not as soft as a ghost. Instead, he felt a little power. He rushed into front of Movan with a handsome and sensitive slip. His hands chopped off one X word directly. The sword was cold, and the blade was bright and dark!

Seeing each other draw their swords, Movan waves his fists to suppress the violence!

Thunderbolts burst into the air with fists, pounding thunder intertwined with each other's dark sword!