Chapter 921： Tactical retreat

When the strangers appeared on the battlefield, the battle took place.

General Field witnessed their powerful power, and the fierce giant wolves barely attacked an attack in front of the strangers.

The offensive of this stranger can only be described as brutal. General Field saw only one caster raised his hand, and the cold blizzard in the sky fell to the most dense place of the wolves.

The wolves were not frozen into frost, but were directly broken into pieces and then disappeared into the smoke.

Under their unreasonable offense, the giant wolf was quickly cleared up and the crisis of his army's dying was successfully lifted.

While sighing, General Field is also thinking about where these powerful casters and fighters come from.

There are countless mysterious organizations in his mind, but no one has a strange headgear on the head of the caster. There is more than one.

General Field went to a caster closest to him. The caster wore a blue robes, and the texture of the robes looked so beautiful that it should be a valuable robes.

"Thank you for extending a helping hand for us." When General Field thanked the spellcaster, she also turned around.

General Field is very keen to express gratitude to these benefactors seriously, but the caster is indeed wearing a valuable robes, but her head is wearing a furry white cat headgear.

This headgear is very large, basically the width of the headgear reaches the shoulders on both sides of the caster, while the cat's eyes are round and the mouth is a simple inverted triangle.

General Field's cheek twitched, and he held back his smile to the caster, but he suddenly noticed that the caster had a line on his head.

It was not an illusion that General Field saw a line of words on the cat's hood, which read the words 'Don't sleep this evening'.

Is this some kind of magical text? Can you really see the surroundings wearing this hood?

There was a lot of question marks in General Field's mind. When he thought about how to continue the topic, three warriors and casters ran to his side.

Only one of the three was normal, wearing a black armor, his face covered in an equally dark helmet, and a faint glow in the gap between the helmets.

The figure is just awesome when you look at it. As for the other two... General Field is most concerned about a hunter wearing a purple pajamas and a horse head on his head.

This dress is completely two worlds compared to the soldier who is focused on A!

"Where are you from?" General Field asked tentatively.

No one answered General Field, they just stood in front of General Field and watched him silently.

"These are the characters we summoned."

The silence was finally broken by the archers from the Yevlk Snake, and the three men standing in front of General Field opened their positions when the archers spoke.

"The character summoned?"

General Field looked at the members of the Yavrk Snake who came to him.

"We are not too good to explain that General Field is not a real world here, but a world like an illusion. Everything you see is an illusion."

Rhone came out to explain to the general.

"Phantom." General Field touched his neck. Not long ago his neck was torn by a wolf, and he healed in the next second.

Except in his dreams, he really can't explain this phenomenon.

"The Rhone staff, what are you talking about?"

General Field also met some members of the Yavrk Snake during these ten days.

"This takes some time to explain."

The voice of Rhone just fell, and the fog of the grasslands in the distance gathered again.

The huge black shadow appeared at the end of the grassland.

"You will all become my nourishment." The shadow of the shadows brought anger, and the ground began to vibrate slightly, and a large group of distorted monsters appeared under the shadows.

The archer moved his wrist to the group of distorted monsters. Although he did not know why he could summon his character in the world cracks, he enjoyed the feeling of slaughtering the wolves. .

He had not taken a few steps and was caught by his sister, Hughes.

"Sister don't stop me, I want..."

The archers haven't finished talking yet. The twisted monsters at the end of the grassland are beginning to get more and more. The visuals are close to tens of thousands. There are some giant behemoths that are so large that they can step on their feet.

"retreat!"

Reyke gave orders to the members behind him, but the most critical issue was that they had no way to retreat.

"Transportation! Master players will use the portal quickly!" Rhone thought of the way to run in the cracks of the world in an emergency.

There are twelve wizard characters in the snake. They summoned the portal after a short chanting. Although Rhone does not know where these portals lead, but at least it is better than this monster-filled grassland.

The members of the mercenary group and the soldiers of the country of the sea ran into the portal. Rhone only felt that his eyes were black. The next time he opened his eyes again, it was blue sky and white clouds.

There is also a familiar sea tide sound.

Are they back?

Rhone opened his eyes and stood up from the deck, his eyes glanced around, and others gradually woke up from the coma.

“Here is the real world?” Rhone came to the side of the ship and looked at the distance. The island of the hanged man had only a small part left in his eyes, and the giant island had disappeared without a trace.

During this period of coma, the tides took them away from the island of terror.

"Is anyone injured?"

Reyk’s voice echoed on the deck, and none of the other members of the mercenary group were injured, and they all woke up in a coma.

However, there were situations among the soldiers in the country of the sea.

"Tiri! Wake up!"

General Field kept shaking his adjutant. The adjutant fell on the deck and lost consciousness. Although he still had breathing, General Field did not react anyway.

"General! There are two soldiers here who are still in a coma." A soldier on the other side of the ship yelled.

"How could this be."

General Field had fanned his adjutant, but the other party still did not respond, as if he had fallen into a nightmare that would never wake up.

"He has been killed by the wolves in the dream world too much."

Reyk came to the side of General Field.

"How many kills?"

General Field suddenly remembered that after being killed by the wolves, he was exhausted after the resurrection and the spirit seemed to be evacuated.

"Reyk... What the strange characters you summoned in that world are all about."

General Fielder trembling with his hands and letting his adjutant lie back on the deck again, then raised his head and looked at Reyk.

"The behemoth is heading on the land, wanting to stop the monster, I am afraid... the battlefield is on that strange grassland," General Field said.