The second prince Ignaz took his cavalry regiment to flee in the outskirts of the city of Kings. Fortunately, there were many mountains and trees here, and their number was not that much. This reluctantly used the mobility of the cavalry to get rid of those. Pursuing infantry.

However, a cavalry behind them was biting them tightly, and the cavalry had not taken the initiative to attack, it was only responsible for passing their whereabouts to the army behind them.

This is the most troublesome place. The second prince was confident. If the cavalry rushed to fight with them, as long as one charge, he and his cavalry could tear each other into pieces. He was so confident, but the problem was that the opponent did not fight with them at all, as long as they Show a little intent to attack, the opponent will stop, or even retreat.

Therefore, the second prince had no way to shake off the opponent, and as long as he dared to stop and rest, those two infantry teams that followed would take turns to attack, and coordinated with that cavalry team.

Although the second prince is confident that his knights are the first-class elite in the world, but the number of helpless is too small, one will be one less if he can die. Even if he can defeat these two units, he will have great vitality and stand behind his back. With a king city, he needs resources and resources, someone needs them, and materials and materials. If he has smashed up the man in his hands, how can he fight the great prince.

Although it was said that the cavalry could not run, it was very simple, but now he could not allow him to run too far, let alone him.

The noble forces in the King City are complex and stray. Some are close to the Great Prince, some are close to him, but more are wall grass ... Now they are forced to leave the King City, and they are already at a disadvantage. The few fell to the great prince. If he left the king city, the noblemen in the city would definitely throw all of them towards the great prince. At that time, he would like to regain the situation. That is almost impossible.

So he can't run. Can only hide!

After a day of running, the night was getting closer. Ignaz licked his lips, covered with cracked and warped dead skin.

They haven't eaten for a day, and they have no water to drink ... not only them. The warhorses are tired now, if they can't find a safe rest point. Then it will soon be in despair.

Ignaz looked back in the distance, biting the cavalry behind him, hating it. If it weren't for that group of guys, they could definitely shake off the two infantry teams of the Grand Prince.

Unfortunately. There is no ‘if’ in this world, the other party caught their dead cave and escaped from the underworld temple. They're just rootless duckweeds, just keep going. They must be dead.

After all, there were two infantry regiments behind the opponent, and they were carrying a few dry grains, enough for two or three days. But Ignaz couldn't go on, they couldn't go on for that long.

The night fell completely, and the great magician next to Ignaz offered several **** of light to illuminate the road ahead for the cavalry regiment, but this also exposed their position. The cavalry was still in Not far behind them, they followed closely.

The aggrieved mood regulated Ignaz's atrium little by little. He wanted to be angry, but could not find a reason.

He felt that he was now a dog. A hungry dog ​​who was struck by a stick to get run around. He wanted to go back and grab something to eat, but he was afraid of the "stick" on someone's hand. This embarrassing feeling of being unable to enter or retreat made him abnormally annoying.

Just when he wanted to make a loud cry and anger, the magician next to him patted him on the shoulder, and when he looked forward, he saw a few people standing not far from the road ahead.

After a brief doubt, it was ecstasy. Because he knew all those people.

Little girls Emma, ​​Beta, Kyle, Alice, and even Sophie are inside.

Sophie was actually saved by them? While Ignaz was thinking this way, he saw Emma making a forward gesture to him, and then they separated and hid in the grass on both sides of the road.

Ignaz's eyes lit up, apparently trying to ambush the enemies behind them! He immediately made a gesture to let his Knights speed through the area.

Not long after they passed, the enemy cavalry rushed over.

The opponent is very cautious, and has always kept a sufficient distance from the Knights of Ignaz, and now seeing the enemy accelerate, they naturally began to speed up.

They chased their enemies wholeheartedly and did not pay attention to the surroundings. Moreover, the moonlight was very good. If there were large troops ambushing on both sides of the road, they would definitely be able to see it. They just didn't expect that the people ambushing them only had a few numbers. They didn't need much hidden things. They only needed a few tall grasses.

The moon is sparse, and the night sky is cloudless. It is reasonable to say that such weather is unlikely to generate fog, but as they passed through this area, the strange dense fog emerged from the left side of the road, like a tsunami. The cavalry was overwhelmed by platooning, and they didn't even have time to react.

If it ’s just a thick fog, they ’re not afraid, as long as you ride the horse slowly, but this thick fog is as thick as rice cereal, which not only restricts their sight, even the left and right companions cannot see clearly. They even made their bodies extremely heavy, and the horses could not run at all.

"This fog is a bit weird!" Shouted Edward, short, "everyone stopped moving, got off the horses, formed a circular array, and turned their weapons outward."

Although they couldn't see anything two meters away, they were elite, and the trained ones quickly calmed down. Everyone confirmed the companions around them, and soon formed a battle.

Just within five seconds, they regretted stopping the move.

A strange sprawl began to grow on the ground, and they grew up one by one, tangling their legs like snakes, holding them in place, and then continued to climb upwards.

The soldiers watched in horror those Teng Man getting thicker and longer, watching them wrapped around their waists and tying their hands ... They screamed heartbreakingly, asking for help, but it did not help to escape. .

Some nimble soldiers cut off one or two Teng Man with the weapon in their hands, but this magic plant from the Elven Forest is very tough. After cutting a few, they have no strength, and these Teng Man are still Growing and dense, they did not take a few steps and were tangled again.

Edward is the strongest person and professional in the cavalry. The dense fog has not affected him as much as anyone else. He can see a range of about fifteen meters, and cut off the vines with a knife. In terms of strength, it's not that hard, just ... he can't change the situation by himself, because he's not strong enough.

He desperately cut off the surrounding vines, trying to save his fellow robes, but there were more than 300 people present, and he had saved a few, just saved one, turned to save the other, and the one behind was saved People are entangled again.

He chopped the vine across the blade, the more he shivered, the more despaired, and gradually, the fewer robes living around him became, and most of them were strangled alive by the vine.

"Damn caster, he has the ability to fight with us diligently. What a skill to do these little tricks!"

The anger, the desperate roar echoed in the night sky, and the screams of others seemed helpless and weak. No one responded to him, and no enemies appeared. Edward snarled meaninglessly while chopping wildly those vines that were growing fast.

Soon he was finally tired. Professionals were human and had limits. He understood that he could not save these fellows. When his heart was horizontal, his teeth would rush out of the vine array, but before he ran, he was penetrated by an ice gun. He took a few steps back and reached out to pull out the ice gun in front of his chest. As a result, two The vine came together, wrapped his hands, and dragged the whole man to the ground without any effort!

Edward's heart was stabbed, and he had no strength to struggle anymore.

Alice's Vine Summoning is actually not a wicked skill. This vineyard will be affected by the range of dispersal, and will be affected by magic countermeasures. Even keen and powerful warriors, as long as they find Alice's location and attack, they can also interrupt her channeling and calling skills and interrupt magic.

But the problem is ... there are no magicians in the cavalry, and their field of vision is extremely limited. They don't know where Alice is.

Therefore, there is no waste magic and skills, any magic and skills can play a huge role in a specific environment. This is the consensus of the players, and it is also a universally accepted truth.

Although she caused considerable results alone, Alice couldn't bear to look at the battlefield more. The half-elf inherited the gentle character of the elves. Although she was proud and somewhat despised, this did not mean that she was not Kindness.

Sophie walked to the middle of the corpse group, and she put on her black robe of the **** of the black god. Although there was a cut in the abdomen, she had to admit that this robe was still a very powerful magic equipment. .

"Dust to dust ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Earth to earth, although you are enemies, your souls are still pure and clean ... The **** of love loves you and bless you, she allows you to live in her underworld, Get real joy and happiness, there is no disease, no pain, only laughter and all the best feelings in the world. "

Sophie chanted the funeral poems of the underworld, and the souls of the deceased climbed up from their bodies one by one, translucently they bowed to Sophie and saluted, then absorbed by a black hole and disappeared.

Soon, the souls of the deceased all left the world, at the same time, a lot of black, hair-like black energy was extracted from the bodies of the deceased, and poured into Sophie's robe.

The gap on the abdomen of the magic robe has been repaired to its intact condition by itself. The already dim starlight on the robe has become bright again, and it begins to swim slowly and purposelessly on the robe, dragging a slight silver trail. .

"Pygmy Pyjamas? Artifact?"

Liang Lidong looked at the prompts in the system and took a breath of air. (To be continued.)

PS: Who is Kobe? How so much about his passage. Enable new URL