Cthulhu Gonfalon

In the ashes of the forest, the raging singer and the shadow demon screamed, and the ice and the power of the gods and the negative energy frantically hit, and the wind and cloud changed, and the black air was full of snow and snow. Only the aftermath of the strength of the two sides will make the surrounding dozens of miles into a cold and gloomy ghost field. The mortal don't say that they are involved in it. Just looking at it and feeling a cold, it seems that the whole body is frozen into ice cubes from the inside out. general.

Rhodes gasped fiercely, and he felt that his heart and lungs seemed to have frozen, and the smell of the spit was accompanied by ice.

This is of course an illusion. It is not him who can do this, but snow.

The situation of the snowflake is very bad. She was defeated by the Shadow Devil in front of the ice flame. She has suffered internal injuries and then managed to escape with the survivors who used the magic protection to make her hurt. At this moment, even There is no strength in standing, only on the back of Gerrard, let him run away.

Gerrard also slammed it a bit, but his skin was thick and thick, and his resilience was amazing. It really belonged to the kind of freak that was "injured? It was good to sip the mouth". At this moment, he grabbed it with one hand. Broke the axe with a half-handle handle, one hand grabs the Palin who had been chopped in the battle with the shadow soldier. The back is still paler than Roode, and the mouth is full of ice and blood. Snowflakes, with a large number of people full of fear and fear, run wild and run away, but also stop from time to time and fight with the shadow soldiers who are constantly chasing them, for everyone to escape time.

This kind of thing, really only he can do it.

"Rod, you carry on with everyone!" He took the time to yell to Rhodes, "I am coming!"

Rhodes would like to argue with him a few words, such as "you are more important than us", but Gerrard obviously does not belong to the kind of person who can reason or weigh the pros and cons, look at the face and know the big man. It was a dead man, so he had to bite his teeth and run with everyone.

"Don't stop!" He endured the chest and seemed to scream every time he said a word. "Come out with me! We must stay away from the battlefield, the battle between the gods and the devil, even if a little aftermath will be fatal!"

Under his leadership, the survivors ran all the way, heading away from the battlefield as far as possible.

The former temporary village has completely turned into a ruin at this moment, and the angry and arrogant Xiongxiong is too lazy to think about the question "Why the Shadow Devil will suddenly attack", and he has come up with all the tricks, the tentacle waving like a wind, the spells continue one after another, vowed to This **** **** killed and smashed, absolutely wants it to die badly! Very miserable! inhuman! Terrible!

Because almost all of his spirit was concentrated in the battle here, he couldn't even care about the situation there. Anyway, the battle between Heimsala and Timsar is purely a war of attrition. It’s not surprising that it’s been ten days and a half, and his friend is much stronger than the guy who is not dead, and he doesn’t have to worry about it.

But when he and the Shadow Demon were fighting, Timsar, who had been beaten by Heimsala, suddenly had a black light. The black light spread in all directions, and a huge magic was formed in a moment. Array, cover itself with Heimsala, and the incarnation of Yan Xiong, who is watching the battle.

Xiong Xiong immediately sensed something wrong, but the magic array has been launched. He clearly felt that this magic array is a large-scale transmission array that will send the three of them together to some distant place - perhaps The kingdom of an evil god, or a trap made in advance, or something else... Anyway, it won't be a good place!

Because the reaction was a little slower, when he realized that the situation was not good, it was too late to stop the transmission. But after all, the transmission has not been completed, and there is room for salvation.

So he made a quick decision and immediately communicated with Ray's spiritual connection. With Ray as the coordinate, he used force to forcibly invade the transmission spell and shifted the transmission target as far as possible toward the mine.

In fact, it may be more practical to shift towards the body, but the distance is too far...

The twisted transmission array made a harsh roar. After a while, along with the turbulent turbidity, the three giant creatures had been sent to the bottom of a shallow sea. Kazuo immediately used the positioning spell and found that the position at the moment was not far from the city of Gals, probably about thirty or fifty miles.

"Fortunately, I finally didn't fall into the trap!" He sighed with a long sigh of relief, and gave a glimmer of energy, letting the detachment go all out, urging the divine power to turn into a cold torrent, toward Timsar. Launched an attack.

The situation is very wrong now, and I will be able to rest the battle here as soon as possible.

Just as Kaohsiung’s body and avatar were in battle, another thrilling drama was slowly kicked off in the central square of Gals City.

The mining ceremony is divided into three parts. First, each church and organization leads the team to cruise on the street, or to preach the teachings, or to spread the grace, or to perform talents... Of course, it is not impossible to simply and rudely, as long as you are stupid. More money, how to play well, anyway, the most important thing is to be happy.

When all the teams are concentrated in the central square, the city owner will preside over the beginning of the celebration, and then a prayer will be read by the main sacrifice of the Church of the Harvest Goddess. At this time, the goddess of harvest will lower the grace and heal the wounds for the audience.

After praying and blessing, the ten best girls selected in advance will pick up the most up-to-date geranium that they have cultivated and hand it over to the wizards for their use. Then there will be a public auction, selling the ten geraniums known as the "flowers of gals", and all the proceeds will be given to the goddess of harvest, the great goddess that gives people such treasures.

As the only son of Joseph's lord, and the most likely to become the next generation of the city, Sheehan, he does not need to participate in the first stage of the parade, sitting directly on the seat near the center of the square. Behind him is a group of well-equipped and extraordinary men, and there are all kinds of warfare and animal husbandry.

Because of his strong strength, Ray was placed behind Sheehan, and he could stretch his hand when he reached out. Mrs. Teague was placed in the back seat because she insisted on being with her daughters. Lank wanted to follow the teacher, but was also rushed to the back of the place, next to the sergeant wearing a helmet to pretend to be a pastor.

Stiltil originally wanted to dress up to match the joyful atmosphere of the celebration. But considering that it may be a big fight, or not too eye-catching, so she can only wear armor unwillingly - in this case, people wearing full armor are everywhere, far No woman who is too beautiful is too conspicuous.

"If you fight, trouble you to take care of them." Ray was so embarrassed.

Stil's smile, using a right hand with metal gloves, knocked twice on the sturdy breastplate to show "I do things, you can rest assured."

So Ray smiled and nodded and came to his seat.

The current Steyr is quite reliable, or... even if she is not reliable enough, there is no other choice now.

Looking at the more and more lively scenes, he couldn't help but worry, and couldn't help but ask: "Master Shee, what are you going to play?"

"It's not something that deserves special mention." Sheehan smiled softly and humbly and whispered, "You will know soon."

"I think I should know in advance." Ray said, "This will wait until things happen, and respond."

Sheehan shook her head: "You don't need to make any special reaction, nothing more than fighting. Isn't that what you are best at?"

"I don't like fighting at all! Especially this kind of inexplicable battle!" Ray said angrily.

"I don't like fighting, the battle is too dangerous. But I have no choice." Sheehan said softly, "You don't have it. We are two waterers who are bound by the fate on the same rope, if you want not Drown, then try to pull me."

"You guy!" Ray snorted angrily, can't wait to pull out the sword now, give the **** a white knife and go in the red knife!

The time passed quickly, and the parade of the various organizations gathered in the central square, followed by a crowd of people like the tide, and soon the entire square was surrounded.

Looking at the black man who pressed a large piece of the head, Ray could not help but hit a spirit - this will be the same if you fight, I am afraid that blood will flow into the river corpse!

"Can't you not fight?" He sighed and advised. "You look at so many people here, it will be terrible to fight!"

"You tell me what it's like to do. It's not something I can decide if I can't fight it." Sheehan replied with a smile. "Maybe you think you are strong, but for me, you are just a piece that can be used with convenience; For me, for the higher level of great existence, it is nothing more than a casually used piece. As a chess piece, you and I just have to execute the order well. Thinking too much can not only give us any help, but will increase it. pain."

"Don't you be willing to be a pawn, be used by people? You still risk your life!"

"...I won't be playing chess all the time." The smile on Sheen's face disappeared, and the tone became very firm. "One day, one day, I will become a chess player!"

"You lived today and talked about it today!" Ray said with a sigh of relief. "In general, people like you who are so ambitious will die halfway."

“How many of the knights fighting to help a friend can live for a long time?” Sheehan laughed again. “Let each other, so let us work hard together. You for my lofty goals, I am for me. Selfish goals, but no matter what, there is hope for survival."

"...you guys don't go to be a **** stick!"

Shee smiled a little, but there was no opening, but there was a very subtle, almost inaudible voice that rang in the ear of Ray.

"Who told you that I am not a **** stick?"

Lei Ming stunned, this is clearly a level of low spells! And there is no magic fluctuation in the casting process, obviously with a very sophisticated super magic skills!

Where is this guy from Sheehan, he is simply a powerful spellcaster!