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Not to mention that the Lance, who has no knowledge, is indigenous, and even the giants who have seen more and more have seen such a horrible and **** scene.

A quick volley of the Magical Warfare Corps blew a circle of 'beautiful' rings around the outer circle of the war.

In the midst of the fire, countless flesh and blood fragments and dust sands fly like bullets, which are more mixed with countless broken limbs.

With only one blow, the indigenous people in the assault have lost nearly 10,000 people, and the injuries have been hit hard.

But what makes the dragon lords stunned is that they cut the indigenous team into two halves with a burst of fire ring, and a row of metal magic weapons rushed out of the wizard's line of defense. The indigenous people remaining inside the ring of fire were cleared.

The trolls and the trolls, which are thick and fleshy, and tenacious, are shot in a moment of intense energy rays. Just as they struggled to shoot at the archer's magic weapon, the opponent's flat arm squirted a nearly ten-meter-long horrible high-temperature flame.

Far from the energy ray, near the flame flow ejector, coupled with the indestructible reinforced iron bones, these self-proclaimed Lance squadrons encounter the magical army that came together in a step-by-step encounter with the Terminator, finally Helpless fell down.

The powerful Troll Ogres have fallen so far, and those who are thin and thin, the Green Wolf and the Kobold are even more vulnerable. Their high wooden sticks, stone sticks, wooden spears sharpened, and stones that serve as throwing weapons are a dish in front of the magical weapon that is armed to the teeth.

The wooden stick is swiping, breaking...

Spear thrown, broken...

The stone is thrown, leaving a white point on the other side's golden body...

Soon, the indigenous people who have nothing to do can only fight with a strong body and a brave blood. Unfortunately, courage can't stop the energy ray, and hard skin can't stand the burning of high temperature flame flow. Therefore, on the frontal battlefield, the natives of the plane are caught in a dilemma.

Rushing up, weapons are not as good as people, defense is not as good as people, can only fall into a fateful fate...

Retreating, behind it is the sea of ​​fire, and the tall magical weapons are still stepping forward...

For a time, the inside of the ring of fire was full of painful sorrows and roars. Each tall figure fell to the ground under the intensive rays, and more guys were still struggling to kill.

Behind the rows of magic weapons, the glimpse of the human wizard can be seen.

They never get involved in the dangerous battle front, but under the protection of layers of magical weapons, they are eager to visit the battlefield. Once the big tough head like the hairy rhinoceros was found to be on the left and right, and knocked down and turned over a few magical devices, the wizards laughed and leaned over.

Or witchcraft scrolls, or instant magic wands, a variety of different colors of witchcraft thrown in the past, the big men who had been rampant before, the soft legs softly in an instant, trapped in the siege of many magic weapons.

Who knows how long the war will last, so most wizards have prepared a large number of witchcraft items instead of casting their own spells. In such a grand and fierce battlefield, try to save your own strength, use witches and beasts to consume the enemy's living power, this is the warfare method that the wizards are best at!

The hardships of killing within the ring of fire are hard to distinguish, and outside the fire ring, the black-pressed indigenous people are scared by the flames that are rising from the sky.

They can be as ridiculous as the dragons or the dragons, and they can easily pass through this sea of ​​fire without any injury. Even a few unlucky enough guys were pushed by the ‘companion’ who came from behind, and the horror of the rushing into the sea of ​​fire, and then turned into a horrible fireman who was savage and sharp.

For a time, the offensives of the indigenous people turned out to be a stagnation!

Damn it **** damn...

The dragons flying high above the blue sky screamed in a low voice, and ordered the dragons who were among the indigenous people with a huge roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

A tall, strong and healthy dragon was crowded out, and a small, thin, thin-skinned native was thrown at the sea of ​​fire. More than a dozen dragons have also applied, and they have used their indigenous life to push out a road leading to the inside.

"Chong... I will give me a rush..."

As the dragons roared in unison, the indigenous people of the shackles also had the same kind of learning, grabbing the thin ‘companion’ and throwing them into the sea of ​​fire. Under the tumbling of them and the suppression of blood, the fire in front of them has shown signs of weakening.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, more indigenous people swarmed in, endured the pain of burning flames, smashed the fire and rushed into the inner ring.

In the distance, the goblin chariot is still roaring with 5 rounds of energy fireballs per minute, but the violent bombardment and fierce fire can not stop the **** of the natives.

Driven by the brutality of the dragons and dragons, more than 200,000 indigenous people are not afraid of life and death, not afraid of sacrifice, and slamming the wooden spears to the metal magic weapons at the forefront of the battlefield.

A close-range **** killing begins!

However, as the main ambassador of the war, neither Grim nor the dragons put the casualties on the battlefield in their hearts.

Where the offense is blocked, he snarls a few times and urges it; where the defense is a little loose, the next order, deploy some backup support... It seems that they are very tight on the battlefield, but deep down, those are just a group A chess piece that can be sacrificed at any time.

As long as they sacrifice valuable value, they can offset the opponent's enough chips, and the high-level leaders of both sides do not care who lives and who lives!

In such a large battlefield, Glim has already released the plague poison, and has a vicious aura on the periphery of the magical warfare. It’s just that in this fierce battlefield where the smashing of the smashing, the smashing of the bones and the broken bones, it’s hard to see the obvious effect.

However, the accumulation of less and more, the accumulation of sand into a tower, every enemy on the battlefield of the Great World, which died of poisonous poisons, will quickly decay and decay, bursting into a group of yellow-green poisonous mist, thereby infecting more enemies. And some of their dead souls are turned into a faint white light, which gathers on the body of the plague, so that its soul is growing stronger.

After a long time with Grem, this plague poisoning that merged with the soul of Glim has never really eaten. Glim has become a 3rd-level wizard, but it is still only a 2nd-order senior, and it is simply the name of the soul armed.

Today, in this flesh and blood battlefield, Glim finally released all the powers, giving it the power to kill.

Also active on the battlefield are the insect witches and the crimson wizards.

The evolution of the worm Wubilis determines that he is not suitable for the battle between the strong, but is more suitable for this chaotic battlefield.

The hordes of black beetles slap a large pair of small coleoptera, forming a black torrent that rushes left and right on the battlefield, constantly engulfing the indigenous people who bite the Lance plane. And the five vanity predators turned into a whirlwind with eleven heads of magic, sweeping the battlefield wildly.

On the battlefield of the smokey fire, the indigenous people who are bravely charged are running and killing, and their heads suddenly rise to the sky, and the blood in the neck spurts a blood spring.

The Void Marauder who is able to use the invisible plane between the planes is an invisible demon for the natives of the plane. It’s not even clear what their shape and position are, and life is plundered.

As for the magical shackles of only the stealth ability of the trees, they are looming on the battlefield, relying on the ultimate flying speed, madly killing one enemy after another.

They consciously bypassed the thick and thick chunks of the skin, specifically slaughtering the weaker planes of the indigenous people, so they ran across the battlefield and could hardly find any opponents.

Medusa Dana and the lion lion Karon also set foot on the battlefield with their relatives, and killed the fish that slipped through the net behind the metal magic weapon. Whether it is Dana's snake-headed arrow or Karon's low-altitude dive, it is fatal enough for a native who does not have a solid stomach.

Occasionally encounter a powerful guy, Medusa only wants to launch a ‘Petrochemical Gaze’ at a close distance from the source, and the other party will be stunned.

With the rapid expansion and growing power of the Crimson family, the opportunities they have been able to win have become less and less. Therefore, they are cherishing the fighters in front of them, and they are doing their best to kill them in battle.

And the 2nd-order sub-brain Glu, the sorghum is on the back of the magical metal dragon like a huge metal platform, and the whole body overflows with thousands of fine energy chains that are as if they are snake-like. The magical dragons underneath it did not participate in the battle, and the body also overflowed with Gru, but there were more and more dense energy chains.

These energy chains are stretched and stretched from time to time to a goblin or air goblin airship. And whenever the energy chain link is successful, there will be a pleasing magical energy flowing through the milky chain into the body of the target weapon.

It is through the constant recharging of the brains and the magical dragons, and the nearly 100 sets of goblin chariots and thousands of metal magic weapons can continue to kill and attack. Otherwise, such high-intensity battles have long consumed the magical energy stored in their bodies.

Meryl sat in the battleship command hall and served as the highest commander of the entire battlefield, while the crimson family 2nd-level wizards who were fighting and killing stood on the flight deck of the cruise ship, and looked at the distance in the distance. Flying dragons.

In their forefront, it is Grim, Mary, Alice and the elemental weapon.

Glim infused the flame into the elemental magical body and acted as a different chip.

And himself, standing straight on the edge of the deck, coldly glanced at the dragon lords who were patrolling.

Cannon fodder consumption? To be honest, the Crimson family has never suffered a loss in this area since it mastered the Gnomes.

When the cannon fodder is consumed to a certain extent, the dragons will not be able to sit on the battlefield.

At that time, it was the real beginning of today’s battle!

Glim is waiting in the cold...