A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

At three o'clock in the morning in the middle of the night, the ambient temperature had dropped to about minus ten degrees.

The biting cold wind carried the gravel, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

Although it has not reached the level of a sandstorm, it has greatly reduced the visual range of the naked eye. At the same time, the howling wind also covers up the sound of the camels running.

More than seventy heavily armed bandits took advantage of the cover of the wind and sand to approach the caravan's camp at extremely fast speeds.

Since there are prophecy magic items to guide the direction, they are not affected by the harsh environment at all.

When they got closer to about 500 meters away, they could even see camels kneeling on the ground to form a "wall" to protect themselves from the wind and sand, as well as slaves sleeping behind the camels.

"Now! Everyone rush to me!"

The leader suddenly pulled out his scimitar and shouted, then urged the mount under his crotch to accelerate.

Although a camel is not a very fast animal, and it is far less powerful than a war horse.

However, they are exceptionally tall and can provide riders with a better view.

When more than seventy trained camels launched a collective charge, the caravan camels that had been kneeling on the ground to rest immediately began to become commotion.

The slaves woke up from their sleep and started shouting in terror.

The mercenaries responsible for keeping watch and finding the way blew the whistles in their hands for early warning.

Suddenly, the entire caravan camp was in chaos.

When facing the fierce desert bandits, the slaves and hired civilians had no intention of resisting at all, they just wanted to hide back.

Just when the fierce bandits at the front were about to fire their fatal arrows, a large shadow darker than the night sky suddenly enveloped them.

Before anyone could react to what was happening, a large group of twisted figures wrapped in thick black fog rushed out and attacked the rider on the back of the camel.

I saw the shadow assassin, Yelniya, was the first to bear the brunt. She was the first to target the leader of the bandits. She jumped high and deep, swung a sharp dagger at a speed that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, and opened a gash on the opponent's neck. .

puff!

The moment the two sides passed each other, scarlet blood suddenly spattered and spurted out from the blood vessels.

The bandit leader fell down on the spot, clutching the wound on his neck, and his face turned red and purple in just a few seconds.

You don't need to ask to know that the trachea must have been severed and then blocked with blood, making it impossible to breathe.

In a few minutes at most, he would be suffocated to death.

Compared to this slow and painful death, others are much "luckier".

Most of the bandits, under the fatal "touch" of the shadow, were suddenly horrified to find that their strength suddenly became smaller and their bodies began to become weaker and weaker.

After only being touched a few times, his whole body seemed to be overworked, and he fell straight off the camel and turned into a cold corpse.

Obviously, as "negative energy" creatures like undead, these shadows, like the shadows of twisted humanoid creatures, can cause unimaginable damage to the bodies of living creatures.

"Damn it! Who the hell can tell me! What are these black, shadow-like monsters about?"

One of the robbers asked sternly while waving his machete wildly, trying to push back the approaching shadow to protect himself.

But unfortunately, the scimitar in his hand was not a magic weapon, and in the end, without exception, it passed directly through the shadow's virtual body.

Just as the twenty-six or seven-year-old young man closed his eyes in despair and waited for death, he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him.

"Everyone get down! I'm going to release the [Fireball Technique]!"

The next second...

boom! ! ! ! ! !

The dazzling red fire directly swept everything within a six-meter radius of the explosion.

More than a dozen shadows had no time to hide, and were blown to pieces on the spot, leaving not even a scrap behind.

Many others were burned by splashing flames, or screamed in fear when exposed to strong light.

Obviously, the arcane spellcaster finally took action.

Because he knew that if he didn't take action, it would be impossible for these idiots around him to pose any threat to so many shadows.

Just when the bandits breathed a sigh of relief and began to gather in the direction of the mage, a short figure of only about 1.3 meters tall appeared out of thin air less than 30 meters away. He slowly raised the card in his hand and spit it out from his mouth. Two words.

"withered!"

moment!

A large cloud of death poison filled with negative energy exploded and spread directly around the enemy caster.

More than ten bandits accidentally inhaled a little, and immediately began to bleed from their orifices, and could not stop coughing up blood from their throats.

The camels under their crotches were also severely injured and fell wailing on the cold gravel.

Upon seeing this, the shadows immediately rushed into the area covered by the poisonous cloud like crazy and began to kill the remaining enemies.

Because negative energy is like a "big tonic" to them.

Not only can it restore injuries, but it can also promote its own evolution and greatly improve various basic attributes.

So I would rather risk being killed instantly by [Fireball Technique] than go in and kill as many "living people" as possible.

"Ahem, cough, cough... Damn it! Get out of here! I didn't remember the [Wind Making Technique] today!"

After the man in the black robe vomited two mouthfuls of blood, he immediately took out a bottle of potion and drank it.

He didn't even pay attention to the seriously injured mount that fell to the ground, and immediately activated a magic item. As if his feet were oiled, he quickly escaped from the poisonous cloud of the [Blight] card.

Unfortunately, before this guy could stop to take a breath and prepare a second spell to counterattack, he saw a dazzling silver lightning flying over from a distance.

Snapped!

Accompanied by the loud sound of lightning hitting his body, the man immediately let out a heart-piercing scream. His feet flew back two or three meters away from the ground on the spot, and then he fell heavily on the sand.

But because he had been blessed with a suspected second-ring magic [Resist Energy Damage] in advance, even though he was seriously injured, he did not die.

Instead, he struggled to stand up, trying to endure the pain and enter a state of concentration to chant the spell.

But the spell was only chanted less than half before another fireball fell from the sky.

boom! ! ! ! !

Under the dazzling firelight and heat wave, the man who was suspected to be a mage was swallowed up by a huge fireball on the spot.

When the deadly flames dissipated, only a charred and blackened body was left on the ground.

You don't need to ask to know that the almost seamless spell attacks before and after all come from the cooperation of Zuo Si and Alena.

Rather, the guy in the black robe was targeted.

As a spellcaster, Zuo Si knows very well that magic is the biggest threat in battle.

Therefore, after discovering and confirming the opponent's spell caster, they immediately launched a merciless siege, without giving the opponent any time to chant the spell.

With the only spellcaster dead, the remaining bandits are naturally no match for the Shadow Legion.

Seven or eight were killed in just a few minutes, and the rest lost their will to fight.

Many of them saw with their own eyes that a new shadow would crawl out of the bodies of their companions killed by the shadows after a few seconds to a minute or two, and they were instantly frightened to the point of mental collapse.

The battle took less than six minutes from the time the enemy charged to the end.

The high killing efficiency of the Shadow Legion was completely unleashed with the help of the [Wither] magic card.

By the time the mercenaries were assembled and running over with weapons in hand, everything was over.

Apart from the corpses everywhere and the negative energy remaining in the air, there was no living enemy at all.

Especially Zuo Si and Alena, who was standing next to him, didn't even break out a drop of sweat.

As for the shadows that accompanied the increasing number of killings, they had already returned to hide in the shadows after the battle.

Zuo Si didn't want the paladin Ailuolin to see these shadows under his control.

That will cause unnecessary quarrels and conflicts...