The Taoist Master squatted on the ground, holding the front thorn with both hands, and turned it suddenly!

Praise! Lightning pierces the dawn!

Glory! The long sword crushes flesh and blood!

What does that feel like?

Claudia didn't know how to describe it. In short, something was broken along with her heart.

She didn't want to continue chanting magic at all now, and the chant in her mouth turned into a broken scream.

She just wants to use her fire magic to wrap up and burn the human warrior behind her, burn it to ashes, then mix his ashes into the shit and feed it to the dogs.

"Damn it, I don't have any strength left, even the flow of magic energy is disturbed!"

Claudia, the great mage of the legion, gritted her silver teeth, but she was still a great mage, and now that she had come to her senses, she was not unable to deal with a player.

She staggered a few steps, endured the pain behind her and turned around. A weakened version of the Dragon Breath Technique was chanted by Claudia in two seconds.

The raging flames instantly engulfed True Lord Moyu, who was still looking at his fingers and giggling.

Although the real Lord Moyu Hunben was sent back to the resurrection point, his sacrifice was worth it.

The battlefield covering magic of the legion-level mage was interrupted, and the knights who were struggling to support them instantly lost their spirits.

The strength in his body was instantly sucked away like water in a pool, and his majestic body became soft and he could only passively bear the ravages of the players.

The players were in a different situation. They also saw the tricks of the master.

"Fuck! Niubi! (broken sound)"

"It's so coquettish, so coquettish, I want to try this trick too."

"As expected of a boss bound to Taishang Buyi, his brain circuit is just different."

"Knight giegie, weren't you crazy just now? Why are you so weak now?"

Under the onslaught of the players, these knights had eaten countless tricks, their fighting spirit was exhausted, and they fell to the ground without fighting spirit, looking like they had been beaten.

"I, I surrender, don't rush anymore... Wuwuwu..."

A knight with a bruised nose and face knelt on the ground and begged, in less than three minutes.

He received more than a dozen blows on each side of his face, his nose was picked and his eyes were poked by the lunatics in front of him, and he was even cut seven or eight times in the lower part.

Who can withstand this?

He wasn't wearing iron crotches, those lunatics scratched his leg armor to pieces.

As the knights surrendered one after another, the players' attacks became more and more serious. At most, they cut off the bottom path and did not attack the vital points.

After the battle subsided, only a few knights were killed by the players, and most of them survived.

Because a living knight can be exchanged with the Winter King for rewards, which is far more cost-effective than the experience points and rewards gained from killing a knight.

When the players came to Claudia Legion Mage, this beautiful female mage was lying on the ground with her sexy buttocks sticking out, looking for ashes. Her eyes were empty, her mouth was chattering, and she seemed not to be in a normal state of mind.

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Under the high-slit mage's robe, there was blood flowing out of the thigh along the round curves.

"Where are the ashes? Where are the ashes? How come there aren't any?"

"Hey hey hey..."

The real Lord Moyu Hunben, who had been resurrected and arrived with a sly smile on his face, asked thiefly:

"This beautiful female mage, are you looking for gold ashes, silver ashes, or are you looking for my lsp ashes?"

...

The war came to an end after the two legion-level great magicians lost their combat effectiveness.

The Great Mage was their hope and dignity for their final comeback, but now, one was captured and the other was reduced to smithereens by the King of the Hill's siege artillery.

As long as they surrendered, they would survive. These knights who were still attached to their lives dropped their weapons one after another.

Kleon had been nailed to the ground by Xiwei. The long sword in Xiwei's hand blasted out a large cracked hole in the ground. Kleon was lying in it, lying in a pool of his own blood.

He also talked about Earl Ampere, whom he had watched since childhood.

"Everyone in this world has their own position. Since you are an intruder, be prepared to be crushed to ashes."

Xiwei pulled out his long sword and scanned the entire smoky battlefield. He didn't dare to take a big breath because it was too smelly.

"Have you found that rat from Viscount Bouton?"

Xiwei turned around, gently covered his mouth and nose, and focused his gaze on Clemon.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, he seemed to have escaped when our Venom Dragon appeared. Now I have sent people out to search for him, but they may not be able to find him."

Clemont lowered his head, his tone full of apology.

It is very unwise to let an enemy go.

Even though Viscount Bouton is not a ruthless character.

But Clemont knew Xi Wei. This man whose majesty was getting stronger day by day had a strong desire for control. He couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes and hated the feeling of being cared about.

Xiwei also had an ugly look on his face when he heard this, and his hand holding the Conqueror's sword clenched tightly.

The last time I let that bitch run away, it was inconvenient for him to attack Butun Territory to avoid provoking a national war.

Now the Winter Country is in dire straits. If Viscount Bouton escapes back to the Andorra Empire, and Si Wei has nothing to do with him, he cannot create a strong enemy for himself just because of Viscount Bouton.

The most he could do was send people to assassinate Viscount Buton.

The more Xiwei thought about it, the angrier he became, and there was a fire in his heart.

"Oh, oh, oh~ Who makes our heroic and capable Winter King so angry? Is it him?"

A gentle and sultry voice sounded like a nightingale singing.

Xiwei looked up in shock.

On the edge of the battlefield, a beautiful girl who seemed to be bathed in the holy light was slowly walking towards her. Although her petite and white feet were naked, they were not stained with dust. Her pink red lips raised a friendly smile.

The two shallow pear dimples are sweet and intoxicating, and the eyes are as gentle as water.

This girl is as holy as an angel walking on earth.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the Viscount Button who was pinched by her neck with one hand, covered in wounds, and dying in an extremely miserable manner, as if he had been tortured.

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New book debut:

Crossing the evil dragon, the king sacrifices the princess at the beginning

It is a sweet pure love book with a single heroine. The protagonist is a DND black dragon. The tone of the book is about growing a lord and farming in a relaxed and funny way.
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