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Emerald hills.

It was once a beautiful place with a charming scenery in Morian.

The soil here is rich in a kind of strange mineral particles, which will show a variety of beautiful illusions such as green or blue under the illumination of the sky. And in the quiet and quiet moonlight, this illusion will continue to change, it is like a piece of jade gems that flow gently with the moonlight.

Therefore, the place has won the reputation of the emerald hills!

However, the beauty of the past has disappeared at this moment, and the emerald hills have now become a bare hill. The skinny hills are covered with dirt and vegetation, revealing a hard, cold rocky base that is particularly cold and ruthless under the moonlight.

At the top of the hill, a small campsite is burning a bonfire, and the seven strange figures in black robes sit together and seem to be waiting for something.

Thirteen days have elapsed since the day of the run-down, and the interior of the entire Morian plane has become increasingly unsettled, and the frequency of various exotic creatures has become more dense. In such an environment, it is very difficult to find a quiet place that is undisturbed.

Moreover, with the collapse of the plane world, the barriers of the planes have experienced large-scale damage and disintegration. Above the mainland, many areas were breached by the barriers of the adjacent planes. Hundreds of tons of surface materials were smashed by the hurricane, and washed up to the depths of the endless sea of ​​stars.

Moreover, such losses occur at all times. As long as the surface of the plane is not blocked, the surface material will be continuously lost until the entire surface is only the strongest and toughest core essence. .

And those creatures that have been swept to the depths of the Xinghai are no longer likely to survive!

"Captain Roy, do you see when we need to wait?" A black robe wizard raised his head and whispered, his voice filled with a strong dissatisfaction.

When she spoke, the hood of the black robe slid down somewhat, revealing her small, half-skinned chin. A small black scorpion at the corner of her mouth adds a strange and touching taste to her.

"Yeah, Captain Roy, maybe the members of the team have already died, otherwise this time should arrive!" Another black robe wizard complained equally dissatisfied.

"There is nothing to complain about!" The black-robed sorcerer headed wearing a golden ring, and a deep claw mark was printed on the left cheek, and the gray air was lingering. It seems that there is still residual residual energy that has not been completely removed. Cold and fierce: "The time agreed before the breakup is waiting for three days. Now it is only two days, and one day we will be able to return. What can be urgent..."

"That's what I said, but this plane..." The black robe witch was low-spirited and full of worries in his words: "In these few days, I have been able to hear the constant transmission from the Scorpio. It sounded loud. This shows that the barriers of the Morian plane have been unable to last for a long time. Once the barriers of the plane are broken, the trans-planet super long-range transmission array we carry may be affected by the Netherstorm. At that time..."

In other words, although she did not say much, but the unfinished words have brought to other wizards partners endless association.

As the 4th-order elite selected by the wizard camp, their first and second teams successfully completed the mission and successfully returned to the evacuation point. It is a pity that the 12 people who left the race returned only seven.

This also means that in the 53-day trip, five elite 4th-level wizards died in the Morian plane. The battle death rate is almost half, which shows that the missions they perform are dangerous and terrible!

As for the third squad that exists as a force involved, there are only four members, and they are all miscellaneous or new wizards selected by major organizations. With their strength and contingency, the probability of surviving in this dangerous task is still very low.

Therefore, after the wizards of the two elite teams meet here, they wait silently, while secretly guessing the number of people the third team may return.

The weak double-headed wizard is determined to fall, and the sorcerer who has the rank of the magical division has a high probability of falling. After all, such a guy is only good at fighting, but not good at running away. Once blocked by powerful enemies, the chance of escape is almost zero.

The fire fan with a little name is good, but on the battlefield of such a sinister plane, the more strength it has, the faster it will die. So his chances of completing his mission and fleeing the danger are not great.

On the contrary, the dark witch has a strong 4th-level intermediate strength, and his own witchcraft is also biased towards maneuvering and sneak attack. Therefore, such a guy is the most suitable for the plane battlefield, can enter and retreat, can fight to escape. Once you have survived this battlefield, your strength will be improved.

However, as the wizards waited silently, three tall and strange figures appeared on the rugged road in the distance, and quickly approached the campsite.

The sorcerers beside the campfire have raised their vigilance. The sound of the black robes is constantly squeaking. Some instant magic wands, witchcraft scrolls, powerful witches, and mysterious secrets are all slipping into the palm of your hand. status.

The black robe witch stood up and glanced at it, and couldn't help but snorted.

"Hey, it’s the third team! They... they came back three people..."

Although the words are simple, the rest of the wizard's companions can't help but frown slightly.

Soon, the three Grimms boarded the hill that had only the broken rock and merged with the wizards of the home team.

The "Golden Rings" headed by the "Three People..." couldn't help but whisper, and the wound on the cheeks, which was infected with gray claws, began to squirm slowly and became extremely fierce.

"Roy, we are back!" The three men of Glim seem to perceive the rest of the wizards to see the cold and inferiority in their eyes, and take the initiative to say no to the leader of the Golden Ring Wizard.

"Grim... Xia Ni?" One of the seven home team wizards stood up straight, squatting down and asking him coldly.

This is a female sorcerer, surrounded by a layer of cold, ice-like cold wind, delicate and small eyebrows, but with a trace of decisive decisive murder.

Look at her appearance, look at the family badge that appeared on her chest, and it is a winter witch!

The Winter Witch is also a branch of the North Witch, and the Dark Witch is a different servant, but belongs to the servant of the Great Witch. Moreover, they are more gregarious, especially in the external aspect, and they are the same as the same group of women who are extremely difficult to deal with.

Glim dropped his eyelids and a faint sad look appeared on his face.

"Ms. Sharon is a pity, she fell in a battle with alien creatures!"

"Fart, you are lying! With the strength of Xia Ni, who can put her to death in this plane? The dark witch is famous for not killing!" The winter witch was roaring and screaming, a look of disbelief. .

Glim did not move his face, and his brow was picking, gently.

"The arcane division of this plane can certainly not kill her, but those outsiders can. Xia Ni is dead in the hands of a powerful enemy with artifacts. He is called Mitzel, the **** of wisdom, the **** of Jero. ... If you don't believe it, you can find the prophet to verify."

Artifact...God...the **** of wisdom...

Such shocking news made all the wizards frown.

The Dark Witches have a pool of psionic powers that preserve the brand of the soul, so that they can slam on the battlefield, and the fighting style is extremely fierce. Even if you are unfortunately killed, you can resurrect with the psionic energy pool and re-create a fully energized body.

This is also the most difficult thing for the Dark Witches!

But if the Dark Witch encounters a powerful enemy with an artifact, the opponent can use the high-level features of the artifact to trap or kill the soul of the Dark Witch. Therefore, Grim pushed the death of Xia Ni on this, which is also reasonable in theory.

A dry and thin old wizard stood up and smirked and asked: "If even the Xia Ni witches are killed, how can you escape from the three? You won't find a place to hide." Just complete those tasks?"

"Yeah yeah... it must be like this... I know that these cards are unreliable..." The few sorcerers with wounds on the side were also not mad at the noise, a look of imposing manner.

"Hand over your mission crystal, I want to check it out!"

Affected by several companions, the Golden Ring Wizard could not help but raise a suspicion about the three of Grimm, directly asking for the mission crystal.

The mission crystal is also the item that the upper wizard specially dispensed before the team's departure. It can record the short-term images of the team members fighting at the mission point, and is usually kept by the team wizard.

Such an item has the atmosphere of a superior wizard, and it is impossible to cheat at all. It is also a direct evidence that the task team has proved its record.

Glim glimpsed and his face became gloomy.

"Verification of the mission crystal is a matter of the superior wizard. You are now forcing me to hand over the mission crystal. It is a bit out of bounds!"

"Hey, don't hand over the task crystal, who knows if you have completed the task. I am the wizard who was appointed by the big wizards. Everything I said here. Hand over your mission crystal!" The wizard is cold.

Glim calmly looked at him for a moment, and finally nodded slowly, and took a fist-sized magic crystal from his arms and handed it over.

The Holly and the Mangs brothers hesitated, and they all handed over their mission crystal.

The golden ring wizard took the crystal. First, the spell was verified to verify their authenticity. Only then was it held in front of him, and the mental power slowly penetrated into it to see the image of the task retained in it.