"Pardo, there is still such a way of fighting between you wizards?" Thorne glanced at the two wizards who were still rolling and scrambling on the grass, patted Lilia's shoulder lightly with his hand, and signaled with serious eyes She must not laugh out loud, then looked at the little wizard and asked in a low voice.

At this time, the wizard Randall of Iron Horse Town was riding on the wizard Corrant of the Black Pearl Forest.

From this, it can be seen that there is absolutely a sad story that happened when these two were in the Wizarding League.

"Ah?" The little wizard Pardo was stunned by the question, and then reacted immediately, directly using the spell to sound transmission:

"In a low-level wizard duel, if the strengths of the two wizards are not too different, there will often be an embarrassing phenomenon in which both sides have used up all their spells, and no one can do anything about the other.

In this case, unexpected melee attacks can often yield unexpected results. However, the arrogant aboriginal wizards are all self-proclaimed 'decent people', so they shouldn't be as crazy as the two of them. "

After Pardo finished speaking, he looked towards the center of the arena, and just saw Corrant, who was being suppressed, kicked Randall's butt. Taking advantage of the opponent's grin, he twisted his body and successfully rode to the ground. on him.

"Hurry up and pull them away, it's a good thing to keep fighting like this." Helm, the lord of Iron Horse Town, saw that his own people were at a disadvantage, and hurriedly said to the three knights beside him.

The three of them heard the words and walked towards the center of the venue without any hesitation.

At the same time, the people from the Black Pearl Forest obviously couldn't stand it anymore, and they also sent people to rush over.

In this way, a duel between wizards and wizards finally ended dramatically.

Thorne subconsciously glanced at the wizard Randall who was being dragged over.

It was found that the other party's neatly combed hair was covered with weeds like a pheasant's nest, and the tall collar had been torn to pieces. In addition to a few scratches on his face, there was also a **** right ear. There are visible teeth marks.

Although Randall seemed miserable, most people bowed their heads in cooperation when he came over to avoid embarrassing him.

After all, this wizard is fighting for the people of the Emerald Wilderness. It would be too chilling if he could laugh out loud on this occasion.

This is why Thorne reminds Lilia next to him.

At this time, Sarayan turned his head subconsciously and glanced at the two uneasy fellows, the barbarian Hao and the bard, who were still lying on the grass thinking about life. He was once again glad that Alenara did not help the two of them. What a wise choice to recover.

Immediately afterwards, a doubt emerged in his heart.

Isn't the duration of the divine control spell performed by the archbishop of the God of War too long? So what rank has her strength reached?

Saraya took a deep look at Alenara, who looked calm in the distance, and forcibly turned his attention to the next battle.

There are only two people left in the Black Pearl Forest, and besides the two who have not played, there is also a war troll whose physical strength has almost recovered.

Three to two is naturally an absolute advantage.

"It's my turn this time." Ishak from Stallman Town came out first.

"Be careful, this elf warrior's advanced occupation is a mad dancer, and his strength has reached the third order." Thorne reminded Ishak in a solemn tone.

Ishak's strength is a 10th-level warrior and a 5th-level monk. There is still a gap between him and a single-professional elf monk who has reached the third level. The only advantage he relies on is the attribute improvement brought by the blood of the Balor Flame Demon. and flight ability.

"I will deal with it carefully." Ishak nodded solemnly, then unfolded the demon wings behind him, jumped, and flew to the very center of the field.

"Hello, I'm Ishak from Stallman Town." Seeing the elf monk walking slowly onto the field, Ishak folded his hands and bowed to him.

"The front of Deep Rock." The elf monk returned the salute to Ishak with the same gesture.

Feng?

Thorne froze for a moment, not expecting the other party to like such strange monosyllabic names.

"Please advise." Ishak unfolded the wide dark red leather wings behind him, and drew out the two pure gold one-handed swords hanging from his waist.

"I'm ashamed." The elf monk gently pulled out two machetes and put on a strange fighting posture, as if he was about to perform a wild dance, his expression was as indifferent as ever.

The duel between Ishak and the elven monk was not as boring as it was supposed to be facing each other for so long.

When the elf monk was ready, Ishak took the lead. With a gust of wind floating, he floated into the air with his dark red leather wings.

Obviously, he intends to attack it condescendingly by taking advantage of his own flight.

——“Supernatural ability: Balor Flame Demon Bodyguard!”

Immediately afterwards, Ishak, who was floating in mid-air, was instantly enveloped in a layer of flame barrier exuding a sulfurous smell.

The heat wave swept the area around Ishak, and bursts of scorching aura erupted. The warrior with the blood of the Baroyan was like a big fireball hanging in the sky with raging flames, emitting more heat than sunlight. more dazzling.

It can be seen from this that Ishak knows very well how to use his special abilities to deal with the tough enemies in front of him.

The elf monk is a melee professional. In the face of Ishak, who is burning with flames all over his body, as long as the two make contact attacks, they must first suffer the damage caused by the flames.

Although this kind of flame is not as outrageous as imagined for a third-order monk professional. But as the time between the two is extended indefinitely, unless the elven monk is fully immune to fire damage. Otherwise, this continuous burning flame will be his greatest threat.

It can be seen from the expression of the elf warrior monk that gradually changed from indifference to seriousness, he has no effective way to resist this kind of flame of Ishak. The only way is to end the battle as quickly as possible.

After all, he is a monk and does not have the ability to cast spells and magic.

If it is Thorne, it can be easily solved with only one ring of the ranger magic "Resist Energy Damage".

The people in the Emerald Field were not surprised by the flame shield cast by Ishak, but the people in the Black Pearl Forest were surprised.

Even the black-robed woman who Thorne suspected of having some kind of deal with the abyss demon kept her eyes on Ishak, and her black eyes that were as calm as water splashed a little from time to time.

- "Spell-like ability: Fireball!"

Ishak, who was floating in the air, took the lead in attacking. Facing the elf monk who did not have the ability to fly, he could condense the small fireball in his hand to the size of a washbasin without hesitation.

Obviously, as a tiefling with the blood of the Balrog, Ishak has inherited many special abilities like Thorne.

"Boom!"

The dazzling fireball dragged a slender tail flame and roared towards the elf monk. With a loud noise, it exploded on the grass like a howitzer.

The elf monk who had been prepared for a long time jumped back and flexibly avoided the explosion range of the fireball. Except for the mud splashed on his body, the raging high temperature and the impact of the explosion did not hurt him in the slightest.

However, his expression became more dignified than when he was hiding from the fireball, so much so that he ignored the few grains of fresh soil that splashed on his face and could be easily shaken off with just a subconscious action.

In the pungent gunpowder that filled the air, a flashing demon figure appeared in a trance.

This figure stretched out its wide blood-red wings, like a fast ship galloping across the water, instantly cutting through the thick smoke, wrapped in bursts of scorching wind, and moving towards the dignified elf warrior at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye. The monk rushed up.

"Clang! clang! clang! clang!"

The harsh metal collision sounded one after another, and the figure of the elf warrior monk was also engulfed by the raging flames.

I saw him endure the pain of being burned by the flames all over his body, and the two phantom-like double-edged blades in his hand swept through a deadly cold light, forcing Ishak to retreat again and again. He did not entangle too much, but It was to take the opportunity to distance himself from this human-shaped flame.

The elf warrior monk who kept a distance from Ishakra immediately extinguished the flames burning on his clothes. He could clearly feel the few confrontations just now, and his hair and brows were all burnt to withered yellow by the flames, like weeds in winter. , There was also a slight burning pain on the bare skin.

From this, it can be seen that this elf monk has not yet mastered the "Vajra Soul" of the monk profession, a special ability that can greatly improve his spell resistance, otherwise he would not be afraid of these flames.

The dignified elf monk watched vigilantly at Ishak, who flew into the air again, took a deep breath, adjusted the energy of qi in his body, and clenched the two scimitars in his hands that flickered with cold light.

"Boom!"

A fireball dragging tail flames in the sun smashed into the position where the elf warrior monk had avoided again. With a deafening sound, the pungent smell of sulfur and thick blue smoke floated out from the blasted earth pit, filling the air. in the surrounding air.

The moment Ishak's demon figure, covered in raging fire, descended from the thick smoke again, the elf monk waved his two machetes and chose to take the initiative to meet him.

- "Wild Dance!"

I saw his swift and violent posture as if dancing wildly on the blade, every inadvertent movement was accompanied by flashes of blade shadows, and at the moment of collision with Ishak, the wild blade shadows around the elf monk raged wildly. , directly splitting the flames that were trying to engulf his body.

"Clang clang!"

Intensive swords, lights, swords and shadows sounded one after another, and Ishak was once again forced by the wild and fast offensive of the elf monk to be able to support him.

Without the threat of flaming bodyguards, the elf monk's attack would never stop like a violent storm. Rao is that Ishak has the ability to attack with both hands and wings at the same time, and he still can't get any advantage from the opponent.

"Whoosh!"

Relying on the advantage of his own strength, Ishak forcibly pushed aside the double swords of the elf monk, and then jumped, his broad wings suddenly spread, and his demonic figure galloped toward the sky again.

"boom!"

However, the elf monk did not show weakness and chased after him, only to see his left foot slammed on the ground, his arms wielding a machete spread out, and his body rose like a flying swallow.

This sudden leap flew higher than Ishak.

Immediately afterwards, the elf monk flexibly twisted his body in mid-air, and with the help of his falling strength, two machetes dazzling in the sun flashed away from Ishak who was caught off guard.

- "Fall down!"

Afterwards, the galloping body of the elf monk suddenly stopped and slowly fell down.

Ishak felt the stinging sensation of the blade swiping across his neck and broke out in a cold sweat.

So he immediately put away the flames all over his body, put the two one-handed swords in the scabbard, and then landed on the ground with flapping his wings, and bowed to the elf warrior monk with his hands folded: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your mercy."

"Agreed." The elf monk adjusted his rapid breathing rate, regained his indifferent demeanor, and bowed in return.

Then, Ishak, who failed in the duel, voluntarily withdrew from the battle arena.

"This elf monk has at least mastered the "Advanced Dual Weapon Attack" and the "Double Hands" feat of Mastery level or above, and then combined with the monk class-specific "Blast Combo" and the dancer's "Slashing Blade" "Ability, I simply can't keep up with his attack rhythm. "

Ishak walked to Thorne, shook his wings behind him, smiled bitterly, and said a little helplessly.

Although he has 50% of the blood of the Balor Flame Demon, which has resulted in the enhancement of his physical attributes and strength attributes to varying degrees, his attack speed is his flaw, and he has no specialties like "dual-weapon combat". Fully grasp.

And he is not like Thorne's ranger profession. With the improvement of the level, he can directly obtain this ability, which can only be mastered through continuous training.

"I know, thanks for your hard work." Thorne patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said without paying too much attention: "You can force this third-order elf monk to this level with the strength of the second-order. Very good."

"Slashing Blade" can make the machete in the hands of elven monks more flexible, and "Wind Combo" is a special ability that greatly increases the attack frequency. "Weapon Fighting" and the proficient "Double Hands", combined with the dancer's exclusive move "Wild Dance" is indeed a very difficult opponent.

Thorne believed that with his swordsmanship skills and attack speed, in front of this elf warrior monk, he also only had the opportunity to rest.

"Although the martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable, I don't think so. I think that even if the elf monk attacks fast, he will not retreat when he encounters me." At this time, the war troll Kehanduo came out and took a sentence: "So let me meet him first."

After speaking, he carried the two-meter-long epee and walked up.

War Troll!

The elf warrior monk saw the war troll Kehando walking over, his indifferent expression froze for a moment, then he put away his machete, bowed slightly to the war troll, and stepped back.

"..."

The war troll Kehanduo, who was standing with his sword, saw that the elf monk took the initiative to withdraw, and was stunned on the spot.

After a while, a woman shrouded in a black robe walked out from the whispering crowd in the Black Pearl Forest.

Seeing the black-robed woman walking out, Thorne looked over solemnly.

At the same time, the sword hanging from his waist trembled involuntarily.

The black-robed woman's eyes hidden in the hood looked at the war troll lightly, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

The war troll met the deep gaze of the other party, and was instantly frightened, as if he had seen some terrifying monster.

Just when the war troll Kehan ​​was thinking about whether to retreat, the black-robed woman took the lead in attacking.

- "blasphemy!"

An ancient demonic language murmured from the black-robed woman's mouth. This extremely evil language seemed to contain some kind of powerful magic.

When she spoke the degenerate language that the war trolls could not understand, an evil energy instantly filled her body, rushing towards the body and mind of the troll like a tide.

Immediately afterwards, the expression of the war troll changed, it seemed distorted, and it seemed crazy, and the burly body began to tremble involuntarily, as if suffering great pain.

"boom!"

The war troll Kehando threw away the heavy sword in his hand, his hands dipped into his hair soaked in cold sweat, and he howled in pain.

A dense row of failed Will saves flickered frequently.

Along with the ancient devil's words, the war troll's body felt weak and weak, and then the muscles of the whole body tightened, unable to move a bit, and finally could not bear the pain, his eyes rolled over and fell on the grass. , fell into a coma.