Grandmaster of Heroes

The scroll is a waste product obtained from the barbarian Lannilla. It moves, a lawful first-level magic, and can force the creature to a distance of one meter.

The passing is just a lawful first-level magic. The magic level of the magic sealed in the scroll is not high. If you want to promote a creature such as Ice Devil, the scroll may explode. Use it forcibly for several times. Rely on a little chance of success in exchange for a success. There are not many opportunities for Xu Zhi.

The passing magic is related to the weight and size of the creature, and it is also partially related to the strength of the creature and the level. The calculation formula and casting conditions are quite complicated. If the magic level is lower than it should be, the magic success rate will be reduced. It is a magic that even lawful magicians hate to calculate, but many mages are very simple. They can be pushed and pushed, and they cannot be pulled down. After all, there is not much chance for the magic to go on the field.

The ice devil is about two meters, and he is covered with hard ice. Although the body density is quite large, the body can be thin, and the overall weight is barely acceptable. After being harassed and besieged by many creatures, Xu Zhi is looking for a chance to light the last fire.

What he bullied was that the ice demon could not fly. If he could fall from the arrow tower, the height of more than thirty meters was enough for the ice demon to eat a pot.

"Go to the edge of the arrow tower."

"Yes, yes, hit the edge and hit it when the time comes."

Xu Zhi's words did not have much prestige, and the voice of Viscount Stav who echoed the words was not low, and the elves archers and nobles immediately adjusted their positions.

This guy has a strong ability to observe and see, and sees that Jellis is squatting behind to be protected. The elf with bad looks before can still release the bee colony magic. In his mind, he instantly imagined that this was hidden by Geralt. Some power.

"Fortunately, I have been diligent and diligent for all these years, honestly following Earl Geralt."

Viscount Stav thought, if anyone in the rainy city could not think of it, opposed Geralt, and then was controlled by a bee colony magic of this hidden identity of the Lord, and then came the end of the arrow.

"It's terrible, I want to show my loyalty again."

Thinking of this scenario, Viscount Stav only felt that he was no longer afraid of this ice demon. He roared, twisted the flame sword and cut it up again. The other party was an ice creature, and the flame sword had some damage. Cheng, although he is of average strength, can also cause considerable damage.

"Chih"

The gryphon swooped down again and slapped a paw at the ice demon. This time it couldn't help. The ice demon with a slap in the backhand directly frozen him, and the ice-sealed gryphon blocked the range of the arrow tower. The full one, Xu Zhi, who had a cold gun in the corner of the cat, had to shift his position again.

"It's a bad thing."

Xu Zhi murmured.

"Pull me out, this big bird is pressing on me, my legs, wailing~, the forest goddess is on, why I am so unlucky today."

The confident Viscount Stav suffered a double blow, and he didn't want to do anything anymore. If it weren't for the Griffon to press him, maybe it was a good idea to pretend to be dead.

"kill"

An aristocrat jumped up and slashed towards the ice demon, the bright and dazzling blade, making the ice demon take a step back involuntarily.

"A little bit further, okay, perfect."

Seeing that there was no bunker behind the ice demon, he directly entered the shooting neutral position of the arrow tower, and the scroll reel was launched instantly, and a big air hand was instantly formed, pushing back directly against the ice demon.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The big air hand did not promote success, but instead surprised the ice demon, and took a half step back.

"Push, push, push."

Success is right in front of me. Xu Zhi is not going to stay with the broken scroll. Explode it and explode it. Continuous use and continuous air blows away.

"Click"

A big air hand finally judged the success, Bing Mo's body suddenly tightened, and then was pushed back by the air hand.

"Giggle."

The falling ice demon made a weird cry, and finally no longer the previous voice.

With a loud noise, the elf archer and the nobles on the arrow tower finally breathed a sigh of relief. This place is temporarily safe.

"My God, I finally got rid of it."

Viscount Stav finally climbed out from under the gryphon, and the gryphon, who had successfully thawed and thawed, stood up and shook his body, and flew to the sky again.

"Damn...haha, really a good bird."

Viscount Stafford patted the bird hair on his body and looked at Geralt, who was climbing up, with a smirk.

"City Lord, I'm not in good health. Can I carry it? Would you like to invite a priest to come? Although our elf priest is a little bit worse, it still has some effect."

Geralt ignored this guy. He twisted the jeweled sword and walked to the edge of the arrow tower, roaring.

"Dogana, the demon you borrowed is dead, and you will soon catch it."

"Dogana, the demon you borrowed is dead, and you will soon catch it."

...

His voice was loud and penetrating, and the army of the rain city fighting at the gate of the city instantly rejoiced, as if fighting chicken blood, advancing layer by layer.

"How does your father know that the devil is dead."

Xu Zhi secretly shot that he was shooting even more concealed, unless a few elves near the channel, other people did not know, that the demon still played spontaneous combustion after death, burned into a pile of ash, even more unrecognizable.

"Maybe, my dad heard the devil's wailing while lying on the ground."

"How could there be a wailing, the devil was still laughing before he died."

Geralt's words not only shocked the morale of the natural legion that kept the city, but also caused the ghosts and gods to silence the camp.

"Gerlot is still alive."

"The devil didn't come back."

"I just saw the ice demon fall from the arrow tower and fell to death, it must have been summoned by the devil."

"There are so many evils."

Dogana was silent, his face gloomy, and he uncovered the black robe on his head, glaring at Geralt above the tower.

"One day, one day..."

Before the speech was finished, he wailed on the ground with his head in his arms, and an angry voice echoed in his mind.

"Dogana, you are so disappointing that you actually killed my summons number 15."

"Sir, the subordinates are incapable of commanding and let the fifteenth demon lord be damaged, and the crime should be dead."

"I didn't want you to die, but if you so desperately want to die, then that will satisfy your wish."

"Wait, Master Hexis, the subordinates are just..."

In the soul communication, the rest of Dogana’s words have not been finished yet, the eyes, ears, mouth, and nostrils suddenly shed thick black blood. The white skeleton was in his clothes. He staggered two steps, fell to the ground with a crack, and the bones were scattered.

"The poison of the adult's soul broke out."

"Dogana actually traded all his soul, no wonder the adult trusted him so much."

"Retreat. Both Dogana and Roskie are dead. No one can blame us."

The ghosts and gods whispered a few words about the camp and summoned the bone horses.

Worthless bone racks and ghosts are on the front line, and the summons cultivated by the summoning technique of ghosts and spirits continue to retreat.

The two leaders who had gathered the people had hung up. There was no chance of staying and fighting again. Without a leader, they did not have such a good mind to desperately.

"All Charge"

Geralt yelled, pulled out a horn, and blew out.

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