Resting behind the battlefield and getting healed, Harry rushed to the front again.

Although he can still cast spells with Gryffindor swords in hand, his main combat power now still lies in his superior melee ability. In contrast, magic can only be used occasionally as an auxiliary.

However, the fog has completely covered the living corpses. If the situation is extremely poor, and then rush into the enemy's siege as before to fight, the huge disadvantage will undoubtedly be fatal.

Not to mention, it seems speculated that there are more difficult enemies in the mist.

Under the strict prohibition of Kingsley, Harry had to temporarily abandon the fighting method of breaking into the enemy group and join the Qingying team led by Sirius.

Of course, as he could only use his wand to cast a curse into the fog, Harry's combat power immediately turned sharply. Even if his duel level is not low, in the final analysis, it is equivalent to having an Auror player, even if he himself feels ... his existence seems to be a little painless and itchy.

"Thunderbolt" "Bang!"

After casting another explosion spell and flashing an inconspicuous orange red in the mist, Harry abruptly withdrew a little later, leaving the second row of wizards who were always ready to replace in the rear atop his gap.

This kind of rotation attack can keep the team members free for rest while keeping the firepower as much as possible, which is especially suitable for this long-term battle.

However, this continuous attack made people completely invisible because of the cover of the fog. For a long time, it would become more and more disturbing due to the mechanized battle.

"It's definitely not going to work like this, and the speed of the corpses has almost never changed ..."

Harry was thinking about it, and suddenly there was a "cracking" sound behind him, causing him to hurriedly look back.

At that moment, he saw a large group of elves appearing from behind the battlefield, and then raised their hands one by one.

"boom"

The pieces of red magic light flew into the air, then fell parabolically, and fell into the thick mist in front.

It was the wild elves of Maca, and they finally joined the battlefield.

They had appeared before when they gathered in Spiral Town, but because of the poor coordination of this group of elves, it would be difficult for others to get them to act accurately without Maca present.

But in today's situation, Kingsley can't make such a group of soldiers who can be regarded as excellent combat power only to guard the team of therapists in the rear.

But now it seems that the effect of this just played is obviously good.

Under a covered blow from the elf, the living corpse in the fog was obviously forced to stop, and the fog temporarily stopped moving forward.

"Oh!"

It's a pity that when Kingsley's secret road battle results were remarkable, those elf-loving natures began to show up immediately.

"Offense! McLean said, as long as the filthy enemies are eliminated, the ancestor's friend, Lord Ferri, will give me a reward! Offense!"

Under the order of the elf veteran Luck, those little guys rushed forward immediately, while some elves who were not good at running loomed while using space to move. The orderly battlefield immediately became a mess.

Seeing the momentum of the elves, the Qingying team could only rush away in a hurry to make way for them, so as not to be scattered by the large elf.

And then ... they rushed into the mist that Kingsley had strictly forbidden to enter.

In the next few minutes, a sorcerer of a clean team stopped casting the curse and watched the rumbling noise in the fog for a while.

There is no doubt that the combat effectiveness of those wild elves is absolutely amazing. In addition, there are also a lot of them. In the end, what kind of damage can be caused to the army of corpses, it seems that it is indeed worth looking forward to.

But after a few minutes, the elf who just rushed in just now ran out in a mess, like a group of frightened monkeys, yelling and ran back to the battlefield.

Although no one here can understand what they are saying, at a glance, they know that the little ones have suffered in the fog.

"What to see! You go in and try!"

Wizards do not understand the ancient language of the elves, but with the talent of these elves, they can roughly understand what the wizards who are silly standing on both sides watching as they run out are thinking.

Of course, even if they yell at each other, the Qing Qing team at best seems to understand.

"What kind of farce is this?"

Harry scratched his scalp and watched the elves recoiled. When he noticed that the mist was moving again, he hurried to restore the array with everyone and waved the magic wand in his hand.

"Your name is Luck ... Really? That ... what happened just now?"

Even though Kingsley did not move the elf's language, how could he want to know about the situation in the mist ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, so he saw him in front of the elf elder, than Asked indiscriminately.

"Huh? What happened?" Old Luck didn't even say a word, a young elf clan waved his hand, loudly, "Powerful enemy, understand? Powerful ... enemy ... stupid!"

The little guy also made a few gestures at Kingsley, and when he saw that the other side was aggressive, he lost his patience and made a grimace.

"What about the elf's courtesy?"

Old Lak patted the little guy's head vigorously, and then he tried to describe Kingsley in the fog as much as possible.

But when he realized that Kingsley still didn't figure it out, he couldn't help whispering a "dumbass".

"In short, I waited for the elf to attack only from a distance ... that's it."

If Kingsley understood this sentence, he would probably be tempted to shout, "It should be so." In any case, this group of elves can honestly participate in the battle in accordance with the plan, which can not be better.

Watching the slightly downsized wild elves regrouped behind the battlefield, even if they were just clumped into a bunch without any intention of lining up, Kingsley could not help secretly relieved.

And at this time, Sirius, who had previously left the Qingying team and returned to Spiral Town, finally showed his figure not far away with a twist of space.

"Kings"

Sirius, who had just appeared, hadn't had time to talk. In the mist on the front line that had just been tossed by the group of elf, a certain abnormality suddenly occurred, attracting everyone's attention including him.

"That is?"