"Search! Shoot him!"

"No! That guy blesses the physical defense barrier! Our crossbows cannot be shot through!"

"The flying knife is not good either! The short-barrel musket is not good either! Damn it! I can't keep up with his speed at all!!"

"He's here again! What's going on?! I'm not in this direction just now!!"

"It's a dimensional jump! Bastard, it's a dimensional jump!! We can't escape! Come together! Be that bastard who gets together!"

"ah!!!"

Screams came one after another. The Shadow Killers used all their means. Crossbows, flying knives, short-barrel muskets, magic scrolls, bombs, poison powder... However, they still had no choice but to use Valed. They could not get injured or escape. Facing such an opponent, there was nothing they could do except be killed helplessly. A group of Shadow Killers fell into despair.

Then, they were slaughtered in despair. Corpse was everywhere, and corpses were everywhere. Of course, because the terrain was a forest, there were actually many corpses, or corpses, hanging on trees. Unfortunately, under such circumstances, these high-quality corpses could not be transported back to Silvania. Therefore, to a certain extent, it may cause pollution.

"But it will be eaten by a crow or something soon. Even if it doesn't have one, it doesn't matter. After all, no one will come in this kind of jungle." Vared thought so, recalling the battle process he had just fought with those shadow killers. Although his exaggerated performance was not very high, the battle between these dark elves was still remarkable.

"It is worthy of being a race that is famous for producing assassins and thieves. Its combat effectiveness in the mountains and forests is not bad. It's just that the level is too low." Vared muttering like this, while returning to the battlefield just now. Dark Elf Witch Chief Heliburn and Isabella still failed to decide the outcome.

There were countless black streams on the battlefield and endless white lights. It was the light and shadow effect brought by the whip sword and the dragon-slaying sword in their hands. The surrounding trees were all cut down and then cut into pieces of wood of varying sizes. The radius of fifty meters was almost turned into white ground.

"Maybe the lumberjacks need talents like my sister more." Valed's thought flashed and then shouted at Isabella:

"Do you want help?"

"You don't have to worry about it!"

Seeing that Vared had dealt with the group of killer soldiers, she was still trembling with the enemy, and she couldn't decide the winner for a while. Isabella always felt like she had lost. When she heard Vared ask, she shouted back at a volume two to five times higher than him.

Vared his ears that were slightly numb to death, and shrugged and leaned against the tree trunk not far away. Pay attention to the development of the occupation and is ready to provide Isabella with some assistance - if there is danger or other variables appear.

"Meow, women are so sensitive. Meow is very worried when Meow sees Sister Isabella. Will Meow become the proud Meow when Meow grows up?"

At this moment, Elsa, who had just been hiding, jumped two or three times, jumped from the canopy beside her and jumped onto Vared's shoulder. She stretched and then lay down. Then she began to speak loudly.

"Where did you go just now?" Vared casually took out a piece of dried cooked fish and stuffed it into Elsa's mouth, and asked. Of course, his eyes still did not leave the battle between Isabella and Heliburn.

His gaze brought great pressure to the Dark Elf Witch Chief. In the previous battle, Heli had known about Valed's insidiousness, calculating and terrifying combat power. Relatively speaking, she also saw that Isabella acted according to Valed's instructions.

"The young man's strength may be similar to that of this woman. But his combat IQ is quite good. Once the two of them join forces, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to escape."

Hurley Ben thought so. She had to distract her attention and observe Vared's actions. It was precisely because of this that her combat effectiveness had slightly decreased.

This little bit is enough.

Soon, after Valed had watched the game for a while, Isabella gained the advantage.

"Hide in a place that ordinary people can't find at all."

And beside her, Elsa answered Vared.

"I said, you are also a high-level fantasy species of Dragon level. Can't you help a little and fight?" Valed asked a little laugh and laughed at the hearing Elsa say this.

"That kind of thing is fine. Even if there is no meow, you and Sister Isabella can win, meow?" Elsa said.

"You are twelve years old too. Don't you want to engage in some battles or training? I don't want to keep a pet cat that is simply ornamental." Valed was a little helpless.

"That's nothing wrong, meow? Meow is so cute." Elsa said, rubbing Valed's face: "Meow just depends on Meow's cuteness, it is enough to provide energy for the entire Sylvania."

"You're so arrogant." Vared scratched Elsa's chin and then focused his attention on the battlefield again.

"That guy... is observing my movements - and the key points... Damn it, wouldn't he be completely seen through if this happens?!"

Heliburn, who was at a disadvantage in the fight, felt that a glance seemed to lock himself. He couldn't help but tremble. He looked at Valed. He saw the man smiling and gently gestured with his fingers - the first half of the gesture was his body movement, and the second half was the trajectory of the whip sword he was proud of!

"Damn it! Let this guy keep watching like this. Wait until next time to face him, but he will definitely lose or not!"

Hurley Ben thought so, and he was stunned and distracted, and his skills were naturally paused for a moment. It was this moment that gave Isabella the chance.

"Die!"

Isabella laughed in her heart, and her left hand quickly touched the Dragon Sword Sword, and a magic trick that had been prepared was attached to the sword. The Dragon Sword, which was already two meters above and below, grew a little more in a trance. Then the bottom-up twitch was also Isabella's killer move. It was this move that almost cut Anne into two pieces from the crotch. It was incredible speed and the angle was so tricky!

"Oh no!" Huliburn's heart skipped a beat and tried her best to retreat. She had fought with Isabella for so long, and knew clearly about the weight of her exaggerated Dragon-Slaying Sword. After retreating, she had finally retreated to a safe distance and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but Xu Tu stepped forward again. However, she didn't expect that the safe distance was what she thought! She wanted to retreat again, but it was impossible!

"!!!"

The sharpness that the Dragon Sword had temporarily grown was not wasted at all. From her lower abdomen, she cut open a layer of skin directly from her belly, and the internal organs in her abdomen were about to flow out at that time.

"asshole!"

Hurleybon covered the wound on his lower abdomen tightly. He held it tightly so that the intestines should not leak out. At the same time, he waved the sword in his hand repeatedly, and the speed was more than 20% faster than before!

Under such a surge in attack, Isabella seemed a little embarrassed, and she was hit on her arm and thighs twice. This was also the first time she was injured in this battle - but it was just a dying struggle.

Isabella sneered slightly. She watched Heliburn's blood flow unstoppably along the covered wound. Her two scars were completely healed in a short while - the vampire's constitution was so convenient.

"It's just a dying struggle. As long as I survive this round of attacks, I will win." Isabella said in her heart. At the same time, Valed, who was watching the battle next to her, also thought in her heart: "This time I can't see the first-class masters fall. This old witch has been on the battlefield for hundreds of years. Unexpectedly, she will die in such a ghost place..."

At the same time, he also improved the value evaluation of this elf ruins to a higher level - it would be fine if those useless high elves expedition teams were not allowed. However, it could attract the dark elves to send a world-wide master and a large number of elite shadow killers to come. Then this elf ruins are definitely not comparable to ordinary ruins.

"Maybe you can really get a conceptual armed treasure." Vared thought so, and couldn't help but chuckled.

At the same time, the high elves who were called useless by Valed were indeed in a very embarrassing way. After a large number of Baistergors were put into the front line, the pressure on the high elves shield spearmen suddenly increased. Under the effect of the bloodthirsty technique of the Great Shaman, these vicious beast-turned people seemed to be crazy, ignoring a large number of fatal injuries, and swinging the battle axe in their hands violently and chopping, chopping, and chopping.

Cracked, broken, broken - the shields and armors attached to reinforce magic of the elves were overwhelmed by such a crazy offensive and gradually collapsed.

This is the case when placed on a single elves guard, and the same is true when placed on the entire array. In the sky, the harps holding short swords and daggers roared down and waved their claws and blades to harass and attack the elves. So much so that the high elves troops had to divide some of their hands to defend them.

At the same time, the troops of both wings, Gore and Angore also retreated. The centaur troops roared and launched rounds of charges. The centaurs holding spears had a limited reason to unfold their speed. Each round of charge could bring enough damage to the elves. Thanks to the fact that Hoss Sword Saint on both wings fought his life and charged directly to the side. When he was pierced in his chest and smashed, he swung his sword to cut off the opponent's front hooves. He used this way of fighting for life to fight the centaurs. Otherwise, the high elves would probably not be able to hold on... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site) and reward. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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