It's just a little bit of pain, but Elvia can still bear it.

The White Dragon Queen and her followers are very heroic this time... Although the White Dragon is afraid of death, his tolerance for pain is the strongest among the five-colored dragons.

For them, as long as they don't hang up directly, what can happen no matter how serious the injury is?

After all, they grew up wearing color and licking their wounds... at that time, it was just for a bite of food.

Bai Long looks timid as a mouse, and often runs away from danger. But who's to blame? God has not given them the same strength as their names, so if you want to survive, you have to be a little cowardly.

If they knew that their chances of death were only one in ten thousand, of course they could be brave and fearless.

Hill watched the battle in the hall for a while, and then he felt a little bit of the mediocrity of these Hubbell archmages... Maybe that mediocrity was driving them crazy.

There are not a lot of spells they can use, but each of them is quite satisfactory, but the real transcendental mages, even when using magic weave spells, can have some unique styles, and each spell will change a little bit.

However, the mages of the Hubbell family feel rigid, and the rhythm of singing is exactly the same.

Even the angle of attack has not changed... Elvia has always been known for being agile, and she is good at dealing with mages. After getting familiar with the fighting style of the opponent, many spells cannot break through her defense... The White Dragon Queen uses herself flexibly The scales that deflect spells take most of the damage out.

Of course, the undead found out that these NPCs have similar attacks to their own mages...just a little higher level.

The swordsmen immediately cheered up, how to deal with this kind of mages, they are familiar~ Someday they won't kill a few?

It's just grinding to the breaking point!

Eh~ William, is this giving their swordsmen a chance to perform?

If it weren't for the wall of magic standing in front of the Hubbell wizards that could not be broken for a while, the swordsmen would have rushed over to test the weaknesses of these wizards.

Since the eighth-level spell couldn't break through Elvia's defense, it was necessary to see what level of the leader's ninth-level spell was.

If it is a ninth ring of the level of 'Ilminster's Radiance Refinement' or 'Mordencan Disintegration', then even if Elvia can prevent it, it will be more difficult, and the injury will not be minor by then.

But many wizards' 9th-level spells are actually auxiliary, such as rainbow orbs, which limit the movement of the enemy.

The ninth ring requires a very clear understanding of the laws of each department. Those mages who rely on external forces to advance to the extraordinary, and rely on part-time jobs to reach the 30th level with difficulty, in fact, most of them still rely on the eighth-ring spell to go around the world.

If this Hubbell had that ability, how could he have gotten to where he is today by relying on crooked ways.

Even if he learned the legendary spells of elves by some means, Hill does not think that he has the ability to use them... Elf spells require very high spiritual will, and wizards who do not resonate with the creator cannot use them at all.

And the creator of the most legendary spells of elves is Corellon... No matter how wrong the father of elves is, he is indeed a good camp.

The corner of Hill's mouth slammed down... tsk, Bigby smashed the palm.

Archmage Bigby really offered a way to survive for countless mages with insufficient abilities!

But is he stupid?

Even if the white dragon is the weakest dragon family, she is also a giant dragon!

Your strength is at most 36 points after being increased by Ain Stone, and you also want to smash an ancient white dragon full of buffs?

Elvia was surprised, she spread her wings without hesitation and directly withstood the ninth-level spell: "You hit me with this thing? Isn't that eight-level spell useful just now?"

Bigby's smashing palm is actually somewhat useful... Elvia with the hard top was directly pushed back by a huge force.

Pretty rhythmic.

The eggshell on her body also disappeared for a few seconds...but it was quickly replenished by the priests behind her.

Elvia turned her head sideways: "Your Ain stone has changed color! Does such a simple ninth-level spell need to use stored mana?

Where did you get the courage to fight against Lord Aglaia?

If it was Arauzato, you wouldn't even have a chance to shoot, right?

But even Arauzato didn't even have the courage to run away when he saw the lord... What blinded you?

Unrealistic desires? "

The angry leader of Hubbell roared: "What do you know! The descendants of the gods should disappear from the earth!

Adanke, what are you looking at? Don't do it yet! "

There was a peculiar expression on the old face of Patriarch Hubbell...with a little reluctance, but with a hint of fanaticism and ambition...He took out a floating black metal ball with a diameter of 5 feet.

The black sphere was alternately surging with magical energy and shadows, and in a jagged crack, the tiny flow of energy seeping out kept causing a burst of small explosions.

Adanke held the metal ball in both hands, and said something in his mouth. The Ain stone floating on the side of his head suddenly spun rapidly. From the slowly fading color, it could be seen that the Hubbell patriarch was doing his best to give this Artifact Charge.

Hill looked at the familiar artifact with a rare expression of surprise... Bann just sent someone to mix it up instead of finding someone to kill the Hubbell family?

Sure enough, the relationship between Searle's undead leader and Bane was only cooperation, not submission.

The demise of Zhentarim was a big blow to the **** of tyranny!

"Ahhh~" Selune sighed loudly, "No wonder Bane only wants to kill the Hubbell family! Isn't this a shadow energy nucleus?

When Zhentarim would die out, it seemed that Hubbell and the others took advantage of the situation.

It works!

Won't you come up with another Rose's artifact later? Then I admire these guys so much.

Good, neutral, and evil offend all over the place, my moon!

What did the Lady of Pain give them to be so fearless? "

"Well..." Shar made a sound, and then stopped talking.

"Why don't you talk? What are you trying to do? Are you trying to steal someone's good stuff? Hey, my greedy little sister~ are you going to fight Ben?" He guessed what Shar wanted to do. Rennie let out a weird laugh.

On another giant screen, Hydra, who was originally coiled beside ‘Xue Yunfeng’, suddenly reacted... Swimming towards the Might and Magic Gate, which had been bombed by the undead for a long time.

The black sword light that rushed towards the Might and Magic Gate from one of his mouths directly cut off the powerful magic defense on that door... The bomb dropped by the undead finally blew directly to the door.

‘Xue Yunfeng’ looked up at Hydra, who made a sudden move, then looked at the tablet in his hand, and said loudly, “Hydra, don’t worry, they will definitely be able to drag us over.

Although the shadow energy core is powerful, it depends on who uses it!

I don't think the patriarch Hubbell has the ability to mobilize the strongest force, and we are not afraid of the battles created by the four shadow mages in Zhentarim!

Rest assured, they carry something to fight against.

Enough for you to go over and grab something. "

Although no one told the old dog Xue why Hydra suddenly changed from watching the play to the main force, he still guessed it.

'Xue Yunfeng' happily pulled the tablet while commanding: "What is the earth mage in a daze? Hurry up and build a stone platform that goes up!

Hurry up and we can catch some heat..."

His last words ended in a tablet knocked directly over his head.

I don't know how many people looked at the female priest of the demon sect gratefully... I hope she can make persistent efforts to control her clan head's open mouth in time.

Fortunately, Selene's attention was attracted by the 'Old Sanda King' who held out a sleek rose-colored crystal ball about the size of a watermelon, otherwise Hill must be very embarrassed... How should he answer 'the hot back' Do you want to answer the question of being beaten up?

"The Stone of Dawn?" Selene asked strangely. "It's still that big? The relationship between Ransendall and the undead is too close, right?"

The main body of the Stone of Dawn is about the size of a shield, and although the replicas vary in size, most of the towers of the Dawn Tower in Toril are only the size of a fist.

In the hands of the undead, almost all of them can be used to build a Temple of Dawn.

Normally, the Dawn Priest needs to use the most devout posture, stroking the Stone of Dawn with both hands, and asking for the favor of Lansendel to release the spell.

But the undead priest, the only thing he can do is to touch his hands.

And she's not the exclusive priest of Lansendel... Hill felt that the "Old Sanda King" went to the Tower of Dawn to do a part-time quest after getting the Stone of Dawn.

To be able to achieve this level, Hill really doubts, did Ransendell seek cooperation with William in order to be able to stay happy in that chaotic Quinns world~lightnovelpub.net~?

When the "Old Sanda King" uses the Stone of Dawn, he doesn't need to have blue veins on his forehead like that Adanke Hubbell.

So the old mage on the opposite side worked hard, and the nine-ring necromantic energy-absorbing technique that seemed to be released by a few years old was instantly blown to **** by the four white light **** that were directly bombed by the stone of dawn.

The 'Old Sanda King' looked at the old mage across from him who fell to the ground with regret... The black metal ball did not roll out, but was immediately picked up by the guy next to him.

What a pity! She shook her head and floated the beautiful Stone of Dawn beside Edna: "This can't be used for the time being~ It will help you avoid the effects of some negative spells. But you don't have the permission of Ransendall, absolutely not. touch oh!

The next meteor burst will not be able to be used until tomorrow, and I don't know if it will last until then. "

Edna gave her friend a sweet smile: "It's all right~ Are they coming soon?"

She knew very well to her friends that if they had to rely on these people to resist, the Sanda King would only let those swordsmen fight with their lives, instead of using the divine weapon that could only be used once a day.