Wizards Can Collect

"Boom boom boom"

　　 is not the sound of drumming, but the vibration of the giant beast stepping on the ground, causing the ground to make a muffled sound.

　　 This is the ninth day of the 256 team stationed at the gate.

In the previous three days, the apprentices and the alien clashes happened constantly. They were all small scenes. The imperial aliens did not directly participate in the battle at all, but from time to time they transformed into flying pterosaurs, throwing heavy objects from the sky, similar to iron **** and boulders, and never refused to fall. Come.

　　 They didn't give the apprentices a chance, and the apprentices were helpless.

　　 On this day, the situation is obviously different. The alien races once again gathered their strength, the team re-opened their positions and approached the barrier step by step. Morale rose steadily, and the momentum was magnificent.

　　 As the pioneer is a giant demonized cow with a body length of more than eight meters and a body height of more than four meters. The whole body is made of steel, which is eye-catching.

　　 "It's another burial beast. It doesn't like to eat foreign races. It should be eloquent to foreign races first." Rita's eyes were eager to try, and she thought of the giant snake a few days ago.

Burial beasts are the ultimate creatures of the apprentice level. One aspect has reached the limit state. After all, they have grown up through feeding. The defects are too obvious. For example, the brain is not good and the body is relatively bloated, which greatly affects the speed and reaction speed.

"Your eyes are crooked. The half-dragon talent on the burial beast's back is the key point. He can let the burial beast suppress his own nature and obey orders obediently. In terms of strength, he can definitely crush the burial beast." Grace Retorted.

　　 At this time, the gate was full of apprentices, headed by several captains, staring condescendingly at the alien corps with different expressions.

　　 "Something is wrong, is it possible that the alien race is above the royal bloodline, and there is a higher level that can't be achieved?" Rock asked Neville, who had the best knowledge of 10 battlefields.

The half-dragon in front of him is more pure than the royal and king-level, complete with dragon wings, dragon horns, dragon claws, and dragon tails, maintaining a human form, and according to the comparison of body shape and dragon wings, this half dragon should be able to directly Fly.

　　 Even though he was not a short distance away, his senses told him that this abnormal tauren could bring him a deadly danger, more than the burial beast under the tauren seat.

　　 "Captain, you are embarrassing me, maybe it's an alien's hole card, but you forced it out." Liede's answer was disappointing.

"Captain, you are too cautious. A foreign race, regardless of his blood, has to be buried under the gas bomb. If one is not enough, give him two." Herb Yang raised the gas bomb in his hand, his eyes The look is very fiery.

　　 There are no fewer people who think like him, and the look in the half-dragon's eyes is like a thing about to enter a cage.

　　 Even though Rock had different opinions in his mind, he wisely didn't say it so as not to damage the team's morale.

"Roar."

　　 heads of flying pterosaurs spread their wings and took off, and after a while they flew over the barrier. The heavy objects to be thrown were ready, waiting for the corps to attack.

　　 "A total of 51, this is the emptying of the old nest." Rock looked up at the sky, and had nothing to do with the flying pterosaurs who refused to descend. Then he ordered, "Release the poisonous mist."

　　 One by one poisonous smoke pillars formed. In less than a moment, they were shrouded in thick fog before the closure. Thanks to the effect of poisonous fog, in the attack a few days ago, the aliens had a lot of trampling and accidental injuries, which was obviously overdone.

　　 Poison mist also has a function, covering the release of gas bombs, so as not to be shot back by the aliens, although this possibility is very small.

"kill."

　　 The half-dragon man riding a troll bull, leading the alien corps, speeded up, and launched a charge toward the pass, making the sense of killing inside and outside the pass even more intense.

　　 Seeing the enemy approaching, the apprentices released the gas bombs first, and built a green death ring before the barrier.

"kill."

　　 In the thick fog, the half-dragon yelled, and once again drove the burial beast to speed up, and unavoidably, he slew towards the barrier. The power of the ancestors all over his body was like red flames, making the dense fog toss.

　　 The gesture of the other party made people understand that his goal was the city gate in the middle. In addition to throwing various gas bombs down, the apprentice on the wall had no other means to stop him.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 The troll cow that stepped into the spiritual poison gas did not die immediately. The horns were like a shotgun. They were driven by the half-dragon and hit the city gate. The impact sounded loudly and the city wall shook slightly.

　　 At the same time that the troll bull hit the city gate, the half-dragon jumped up, dancing with its wings, holding a heavy hammer, and attacking the gate.

　　 Obviously, the poison resistance of his body surpasses the psychotoxin, so that he is not affected by the psychotoxin.

　　 The apprentices had long been staring at him. Seeing that the spiritual poison hadn't worked, they made a chuckle in their hearts. The movements on their hands did not panic. A large amount of witchcraft attacked the half-dragon, trying to submerge him in witchcraft energy.

　　 The half-dragon is very fast, and there is a layer of energy field around him that resembles the domain, which is yellowish brown with a scarlet shimmer, and is only two meters in diameter.

　　 After the witchcraft impact entered the yellowish-brown force field, there was a noticeable slowness. The half-dragons escaped most witchcraft attacks and killed, and came out of part of the witchcraft energy.

　　 "Haha, I am here today, Derek, you are dead."

　　 The next moment, Derek, the half-dragon, flew up to the barrier, showing off his murderous scene.

The two Level 4 apprentices couldn't dodge and were shrouded in a yellowish-brown force field. Their body sank suddenly. One was hit by a heavy hammer and flew out. The other was grabbed by Derek's neck, pinched in the palm of his hand and moved. No.

　　 Derek looked around at the apprentices around him, smiled wanton, his eyes were red and his face was grim.

"Damn! This lunatic used to be a first-order life, he was self-disrupted in the first-order realm, and his level just dropped to the peak of the apprentice rank, power, speed, poison resistance, magic resistance, etc. are all at the peak of the apprentice rank, and he still retains the extreme. A small part of the first-class ability ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is extremely dangerous."

　　 Not far away, seeing Derek's domineering posture, I suddenly thought of a very old record.

　　 At the beginning of the opening of Battlefield No. 10, there were such a few lunatics who surrendered their strength, dragged themselves down from a high-level life to a low-level life, broke into the battlefield, and wanted to kill apprentices.

　　 You must know that this process of self-reduction is irreversible, which is equivalent to being relegated from a formal wizard to an apprentice, and there is no chance to attack the wizard again.

　　 The strength is reduced by more than ten times. I will leave a serious wound in the depth of my soul. Since then, my mental strength will be weakened, and I will be tortured.

　　 How many times have you wandered between life and death before you successfully progressed to an official wizard, and then let people return to the apprentice level, the black witch will let you understand what is called death wrath.

　　In the wizarding world, this kind of thing is ridiculous. No wizard can do such a stupid thing. Even if they choose to die, they can't change the wizard's inner obsession.

　　 This kind of self-willing and depraved behavior can only be done by bloodline lunatics in other worlds.

　　 Hearing what Leide said, the expressions of the surrounding apprentices changed drastically, staring at the half-dragon with horrified eyes.

　　 "You are dead."

　　 Although Derek couldn't understand what he said, he smiled presumptuously when he saw the apprentices around him, looked around and shouted word by word.

　　 With a wave of his hand, he flew out the apprentice he had captured and fell under the barrier. He looked like a wolf breaking into the flock, showing his fangs.