Emperor of Arcane

Noticing the movement in the distance, Angela, who had been waiting for a long time, calmly pulled out the long sword at her waist:

"Everyone obey the order! Let's go!"

The neatly arranged soldiers moved forward step by step under the sunlight.

They were not afraid of life or death, were not afraid of the coming danger, and did not even have any nostalgia for the original plan to defend the castle.

They just moved forward steadily, marching in neat lines!

The shocking footsteps echoed throughout the castle.

All the adventurers in the castle looked at them in shock.

They never thought that when faced with the attack of tens of thousands of troll troops, they would actually choose to take the initiative!

Blinking blankly, Chris hesitated for a long time, but finally chose not to follow.

Instead, Alice on the other side waved to them:

"Next, we have a very important task."

The other members of Alice's adventure team looked at each other and noticed many things in each other's eyes.

At this moment, Alice seemed to see everyone's hesitation, and couldn't help but chuckle and said:

"Everything is voluntary, but everyone can think about it carefully."

“The advantage we can gain now mainly comes from the benefits of leading in contribution.”

"Without this advantage, would we still be able to achieve these gains?"

Alice paused deliberately for a moment, looking sharply at each adventurer in the team.

Whether they were newcomers or veterans, they were all lost in thought.

Seeing this, Alice's eyes showed a little helplessness.

After all, the speed of development is too fast. After this mission is over, we must "plan" carefully.

Alice knows very well that as the Gulf Territory becomes stronger and stronger, the dangers it will encounter will become greater and greater, but the corresponding gains will also increase.

For example, in the previous battle, all the adventurers who participated in the bait operation received a piece of magic equipment and a lot of contribution points.

Such an astonishing harvest is comparable to what an ordinary adventurer would earn in half a year, and the risk he bears is also the highest among all tasks.

If people's hearts are not aligned, their strength is not strong, and they cannot fully obey orders, the danger they will encounter will become greater and greater.

"Considering the danger of this mission, if you want to join voluntarily, come to me within 10 minutes."

Alice didn't say much and just walked towards the military supply office on the other side.

Some of the captains and persons in charge of the other adventurer teams that came over also rushed over.

During this march, Angela had been learning about the situation in the troll camp.

After learning that Yaya was fighting several terrifying monsters, the other trolls were in confusion. After pondering for a while, they decisively issued the command:

"Others should not rush to attack and continue to harass them with various means."

"Don't worry about the Lord's safety. He will take action only after he has a complete plan."

Although Angela was a little worried, she did not show it and still chose to believe the Lord.

The others looked anxiously at the chaotic troll camp, but finally chose to obey the order.

Many wounds were revealed on Yaya's body.

Although these troll sacrifice changes, physical attributes such as strength have been greatly improved.

But because of the decline in his rationality, he has almost lost his ability to cast spells.

It's equivalent to transforming from a spellcaster into a shape-shifting monster!

This is also the unique skill of the flesh and blood faction casters!

In the eyes of these troll priests, Yaya was not that big, at best he was just a well-developed young dragon.

Her ability in melee combat is definitely far lower than her ability to resist spells!

After all, the vast majority of dragon-slaying warriors who were lucky enough to succeed killed dragons in their infancy and growth stages.

They also used various physical injuries to destroy the dragon's flying ability before choosing to attack.

But soon, the troll priests realized that they had taken things for granted.

Yaya is especially good at melee combat!

No matter how they attack, the flexible Yaya can always avoid their siege and dodge easily.

In this case, their damage to Yaya also dropped significantly, far from achieving the effect of their quick solution.

"They want to capture you alive, or keep the magic cards, and wait until you escape to make a final decision!"

"We will use our tactics to delay them as much as possible and consume their spell slots!"

"Even if you have to sacrifice something, don't hesitate!"

Ya Ya deeply agreed with Matthew's idea. Even though he suffered unprecedented injuries and fatigue, he still gritted his teeth and supported it.

What surprised the troll priests was that the wounds on Yaya's body began to heal quickly, which was no worse than the troll's recovery speed.

The duration of their spells is running out.

If Yaya cannot be severely injured first, without the blessing brought by their strong physical fitness, they will most likely be torn into pieces by angry Yaya.

What also made the troll priests feel unhappy was that the dragon power exuded from Yaya was far stronger than that of ordinary young dragons.

Almost completely suppressing the surrounding trolls, limiting their offensive capabilities.

These cannon fodder can't help, and the combat effect will naturally not meet expectations.

Thinking of this, the troll priests did not hold back any more, and kept throwing various extremely damaging spells at Yaya.

Yaya mostly dodges and rarely fights back effectively.

This task fell to Matthew.

Mana shield, continuous blessing.

Recover from the injury and use it non-stop.

Nutritional medicine was poured into Ya Ya's mouth continuously.

He also throws fireballs one after another to randomly kill the unlucky people watching in order to quickly restore mana.

At the same time, Matthew kept pointing at Yaya, directing their attacks to the surrounding trolls, causing many casualties.

All in all, the whole camp was in chaos, and all the trolls were in trouble.

Half an hour later.

The scarred teeth flapped their wings swayingly and flew away far away.

Only the dumbfounded troll priest was left, watching her retreating back, roaring hysterically in anger.

Immediately afterwards, their twisted and mutated huge bodies were shrinking at an alarming rate.

After they were restored to their original state, their originally tall and straight bodies became extremely old and dry.

The strange and terrifying appearance made the surrounding trolls feel extremely frightened.

Unspeakable hunger surged into the hearts of the troll priests, and all kinds of weird thoughts impacted their little sanity.

A troll priest whose eyes were red with hunger roared like a beast and rushed towards the trembling trolls.

…

Yaya, who fled away, didn't care about the pain coming from his body, but instead laughed excitedly.

Matthew used his only remaining arm to stroke her head and also laughed.

The two figures suddenly disappeared, leaving only a little laughter that slowly spread.

One clone "died", but we still have thousands of others!