I Keep Witches While Others Keep Dragons

Regardless of An, Andrew drove the Flying Magic, like an arrow off the string, rushing East.

Ice-Flying Sword

He summoned a large number of ice-flying swords and cut all the trees and ferns along the way.

Andrew was like a human lawnmower, and everywhere he went, there was a mess.

No matter whether it was fiends or insects, they were all broken into pieces by countless ice swords.

Along the way, a large number of ice swords were left on the ground, forming a sword channel.

Looking at Andrew's receding figure, An smiled proudly.

Go ahead. That kind of fiend was rarely seen on the second floor, but once it appeared, it would be more or less courting death unless there were Thirteen Stars or powerful warriors like Newton.

He straightened his collar that had been wrinkled by Andrew just now, and a typical smile of strategy appeared on his face.

He turned around and looked at the seven or eight ordinary students. There was a hint of evil in his smile.

"So you and Andrew bullied the senior officials of the student union just now, didn't you?"

The murderous look on his face made all the students shiver.

On the other side.

Even if Andrew used the ice-flying sword to lead the way and used the flying magic to fly close to the ground at any cost, it would be difficult to go through two kilometers.

It cost Andrew five minutes.

He prayed in his heart, "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Suddenly.

It was as if he had broken into an invisible place.

Andrew felt a heavyweight on his shoulder and his back that made him almost fall.

This feeling was

Pressure?

Are you kidding me?

What's wrong with this sense of oppression?

Andrew was shocked.

Except for the Red Dragon King, Andrew had never felt a fiend with such a strong pressure.

Of course, although it was completely incomparable to the Red Dragon King.

But the overwhelming sense of existence was enough to make Andrew feel scared.

He continued to go deeper.

The surrounding was getting more and more dilapidated.

A large number of trees were smashed into pieces and scattered randomly on the ground. The ferns were swayed in all directions, and the sap filled the air with the unique bitterness of plants.

But Andrew could feel the bitterness mixed with the smell of blood.

Was it because

Andrew didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he had to speed up.

Half an hour ago.

"This is..."

Nason was shocked.

The appearance of the giant monster in front of him was beyond his expectations.

How is that possible?

How could there be such a fiend?

It was a giant monster as tall as 50 meters and as big as a building.

It looked like a beetle, and its outer shell reflected a golden green luster.

But the difference was that it had at least twenty legs.

Each of them was like an enlarged ox's hoof.

With his strong legs, the huge tree more than a meter in diameter along the way was kicked into pieces like paper paste.

The strangest thing was that there was a human face on its head.

And it was not one, but more than ten.

A huge head, like sticking to more than a dozen crusts, was randomly distributed to more than a dozen human faces.

Every human face seemed to have consciousness. It was not only extremely distorted but also could be observed independently.

Ghost cattle shovel!

The well-known middle-rank fiend BOSS.

Also exist in the wild monsters outside the Roland forest.

Every time a ghost cattle shovel appeared meant a country would be destroyed.

Its solid carapace was almost immune to any form of magic attack.

It was known as the absolute defense of the mid-rank fiend. At the same time, its huge body was even more dense than iron, and its weight was one hundred and twenty thousand tons.

As a result, in addition to the astonishing physical strength, a large amount of magic power was also needed to support his weight.

Just moving could destroy a city.

If it launched an attack seriously, it would be easy to turn ten thousand miles around into ruins.

It was just the Ghost cattle shovel outside.

It was well known that in the Roland forest, even the same kind of fiend was three or four times stronger than the fiend outside.

However, the Ghost cattle shovel was gentle. It wouldn't attack others unless it was looking for food.

Even if it gets angry, you must attack first.

But this Ghost cattle shovel.

There were more than a dozen faces on its head, each of which was full of malice towards Nason.

Why was this fiend here?

Why did this monster rush towards me for no reason?

Then he thought of the smile on An's face just now.

Nason was suffocated.

"Oh my God! I fell into a trap?"

"Hahaha, to survive, you can't abandon your teammates. But on the contrary, if you attract all the monsters around you, does it matter whether you have a teammate or not?"

Seeing this, An stopped pretending.

He laughed wildly, took off the jade pendant, and threw it into the air.

Only then did Nason see the real face of the jade pendant.

Universal Magic Pheromones?

"Go to the hell!"

An swung his fist at fire magic.

The Universal Magic Pheromones exploded into pieces in the air.

This magic equipment wouldn't lose its effect even if shattered.

Even if it was broken, it still had its original effect.

After smashing the Universal Magic Pheromones into pieces, it was scattered in the surrounding, making it impossible for Nason to break its effect.

Then, An stepped back and disappeared.

As a strong attacker of mage, he could even hide?

Nason finally understood.

Generally speaking, even if the two of them had deep hatred when they were in the Roland forest, they should temporarily put aside their hatred and work together to get out of danger.

After all, living was the key to revenge.

But this son of a bitch An didn't think so.

He used the Universal Magic Pheromones to attract all the monsters nearby. He made Nason be the bait and he was out of danger.

That's why there were so many monsters.

I thought there were more monsters on the second floor than on the first floor of Roland forest.

It turned out to be him!

Damn it! If it were Andrew, he would have seen through his plan.

It was not until this moment that Nason realized the biggest gap between him and Andrew.

Andrew was observant.

This was Nason's biggest weakness.

He was a dull man by nature.

If it was Andrew, it would never work.

But it was too late to think so!

"Stop!"

With the memory of the moment before he disappeared, Nason pulled the longbow.

The magic of concealment was only invisible, and his body did not disappear. So the moment he was invisible, he could also hit the place where he was.

However, Nason didn't let go of the bowstring.

Out of the corner of his eye, the strong legs as thick as the stump of the Ghost cattle shovel had been kicked from the side.

"Damn..."

Bang!

Caught off guard, Nason was kicked away.

He flew into the air and hadn't landed yet.

The head of the Ghost cattle shovel was suddenly cut in half, revealing its hidden mouth.

Bang!

Another attack.

The stone pillar shot out from its mouth and hit Nason's chest.

Nason spat out a mouthful of blood.

So fast!

It was the dullest demonic skill of the earth attribute, but the speed was faster than that of the thunder!