Three archers and two mages rushed to the wall, shot arrows at nearly a hundred players below, threw fireballs, and made some futile counterattacks.

The tongue of flame surged up along the wooden ladder on the second floor, and waved the shield and iron sword, cut off the narrow ladder a few times, temporarily stopping the fire.

The thick smoke continued to gush out from the entrance of the stairs and the skylights on both sides. The choking few people coughed constantly, and their blood volume decreased at a rate of more than ten points per second.

Even if the fire cannot be burned, it will be roasted for a few minutes. Wang Xiaofeng probably has little hope of surviving these soldiers. The whistle tower does not have much wooden structure, so how can the fire and thick smoke come from? The system is very unscientific in handling this point.

If you want to talk about science and reason with the game system, it is completely an argument for the cow to play the piano.

The corona is a layer of halo that can be seen during a total solar eclipse, which is the crown of the sun.

Placed in the center of the top floor of the sentry tower is a millstone with a diameter of two meters. A black and brown transparent ball is fixed on the stone plate by ropes. The ball with a diameter of more than one foot seems to be of glass texture, swallowing the sunlight coming into the surroundings, and there are dark stripes inside.

The ball body emitted some silver light, and the light mixed into the surrounding white light, which was not obvious.

This should be a magical instrument, but it is not known what it is for placing it here, and I don’t know why this ball is tied to the center of the millstone with a rope. But this is not the point. What made Wang Xiaofeng’s eyes lit up was the rope.

The smoke rolled and the fire was lingering. Captain Shield saw Wang Xiaofeng's attention and whispered: "Sir, this is the Battle of the War Ball." "What is this for?" "If there is a large group of enemies attacking, break the Battle of the War Ball and send a signal to remind the central army to pay attention."

Wang Xiaofeng was slightly stunned. He thought the whistle tower was just a function of making military achievements, but he never thought it would still have some functions. He suddenly said, "Then why not break it now?" "The general has an order that a small group of enemies will not be able to break the ball by themselves."

Breaking the ball by yourself? I couldn't help but shake my head and smile. These soldiers were loyal to the military orders. They were almost dead and they still had to worry about the general's order. They could not break the ball, so how could they pull out the rope under the black glass ball?

Amid the whistling wind, more than a dozen torches were thrown out at the top. For some swordsmen or berserkers who had full strength, the height of 13 or 4 meters was not a problem. The direction of the torches was uncertain, and the area of ​​the top floor of the whistle tower was small, so the accuracy was a little worse.

In reality, it takes a while for the burning of wood. It is obviously unrealistic to ignite the floor under your feet with just a torch. But in the game, if it is really triggered, a few torches hit the wooden boards on the top floor, and then a "puff" sounded, igniting a raging fire.

The fire was strange and violent. The people next to the wall were infuriating, and their blood volume dropped sharply. Wang Xiaofeng and Dun Zhan quickly reacted and jumped to the stone millstone where the ball of disaster was placed.

The flames were swallowing and spitting, and although they could not burn two people, the scorching feeling doubled their blood loss rate.

"Come up! Songlin! Seke! Come up!" Dun Zhan looked at the five teammates wrapped in flames and wanted to pounce on them for rescue, but Wang Xiaofeng grabbed his arm.

The howling was extremely fierce. The three archers fell off the whistle when they were in the fire, as if they didn't want to endure the pain of being burned; the two mages had fallen aside, and screamed a few times, and were burned into two charred corpses.

"No!" Captain Shield's eyes were filled with tears, but he could only sigh in vain, and was forced to useless by the flames around him.

The smell of burning corpses was extremely pungent. Wang Xiaofeng frowned and threw out the Holy Flame of Burning Bone, causing the burning corpses of the two mages to turn into ashes in the white cold fire, so that at least there would be no unpleasant smell.

The cold fire and the fiery fire of the Bone Burning Holy Flame repelled each other, and the two human-shaped areas were vacant, and the charred wooden board was not ignited by the surrounding flames.

The top floor is a stone building, but thick wooden boards are laid on the stone slabs, providing fuel for the flames at this time.

"Rest in peace!" He sighed slightly, and added a healing technique to Shield Zhan to restore his health to the safety line. As long as the surrounding fire could not burn the stone grinding platform, the two of them still had a glimmer of hope.

"Holy, Holy Fire!" Captain Shield was slightly shocked. In her hometown, only the old mayor who had been respected and silently dedicated to the town for decades could he have the honor of bathing in the holy fire after his death.

"You..." Captain Shield's eyes turned red and he was about to kneel down at Wang Xiaofeng, but the two of them were standing close to the side of the black ball, and this action almost pushed Wang Xiaofeng down. "Be careful, sir!" "There is gold under the knees of men, what are you doing."

"Add to add fire!" Ao Ran Jiuzhongtian snorted coldly, withdrew dozens of meters and looked at the two figures at the top of the mattress, "Top torches at those two people! The fire method continues to induce fire! Burn him to death!"

Fire method incites fire? Wang Xiaofeng accidentally caught this message. It turned out that the fire was urged by Fire method. No wonder, when he set fire, it was smoked, and there was no such a big fire.

Fire can incite fire, and it is estimated that healing can relieve physical fatigue.

Continue to swing the healing technique and healing technique. According to his current amount of milk, as long as it is not burned by flames, it is fine to persevere until the fire is extinguished.

Just as he was about to comfort Comrade Shin Zhan with a sad look on his face, the man threw him a heroic back, kicked his sword at the edge of the millstone and jumped towards the low wall on the edge.

"I've fought with them!" "Come back!"

The low wall only acted as a little defensive arrow, only more than half a meter high. Shield Zhan's figure crossed the flames without any restraint, crossed the low wall, knocked away the torches that were thrown away, and rushed straight out of two meters.

The feeling of suspension made his body tense, and he once again raised the long sword and iron shield in his hand. The shield surface with the silver Thorhammer was reflected in the dazzling sunlight and the scorching firelight, extremely dazzling.

At that moment, his figure was frozen in the reflection of the fire and the hanging wind roar.

A shout of strength echoed in a corner of the Hemo Plain, shocking the vultures passing over the sky and trembling the figure standing below. If this was his last charge, then this shout was the horn that charged forward.

"Long live the light! Long live!"

Amid the sound of slamming the ground, there were some chaos, some cheers, and strangely harsh.

The fashion surrounded by flames was just calculating the gains and losses of this time, and Wang Xiaofeng's eyes were blurred for some reason. Perhaps the smoke choked a little tears, or perhaps the flames stirred up the anger in his heart.

The corner of my heart seemed to be quietly cracking, and a strange and familiar feeling quietly submerged him...

He took out a black iron dagger from his backpack, leaned over, cut the rope tied with black balls in a row, and slowly tied the ropes tightly. His face was surprisingly calm, as if he couldn't feel the heat around him.

The so-called ball of disaster slowly rolled down and fell into the fire in the corner. As the fire was roasted, it gradually twisted and melted, making a slight explosion.

In total, a rope of six or seven meters long was tied up and wrapped around his left arm. He also took out a staff that exploded when he killed monsters, and tied the rope head to the center of the staff.

He put away his staff and cloak, raised his head and poured medicine on the holy light to salvation. The healing technique and healing technique were full of blood. The holy light reflected the red of the fire, and it was as gorgeous as the burning clouds. His brows frowned slightly, curled his knees slightly, and rushed into the flames that were getting higher and higher.

The feeling of falling freely in the air is not good.

"Jumped down!" "Catch the shot! The first god's mother jumped off the building!" "Haha, throw him to death!"

One end of the staff was pressed against the cracks of the low wall, and the rope employed force to hang him at a height of nine meters above the ground.

He let go and fell straight down. The figure of the holy light lingering and dancing white robe was recorded in the video by the players around him and also in his mind.

When landing, there was no end to blood splattering and death, but the flash of light when the Holy Light Shield was broken.

The feet seemed to be covered with soft pads, and a faint pain came, but it was not obvious. I staggered forward a few steps, but still stood up straight and stood beside Captain Shield.

The blood strips on the top of the head were also shaking a little, and the system was determined to be half blood. The white robe on the body was charred, but it still showed a little sacred.

Captain Shield fell into a pool of blood, with arrows inserted into his body, and his face was ferocious before his death.

He chanted in a low voice, and the holy fire swallowed his body. Wang Xiaofeng stood in front of the cold light, standing quietly, without any response or expression to the players who surrounded him with shouts.
Chapter completed!