Chapter 517

After the task of harassing the mage's camp was given to Fan Li, the only assassin in the battle group, Yang Yuefan turned around and ran to a group of paladins.

In his plan, he sends an assassin to harass the mages' camp, and then surprise a paladin patrol with a few simple spells he has mastered.

Then, along the way, the paladins, with their anger, went straight into the caster's camp, causing a direct collision between the two sides, and it was accomplished.

Although hellminstrel's class is an enhanced version of the Bard class, Yang Yuefan's level is still low and he can't master many casting abilities.

Fortunately, those mysterious casters who don't know where they come from are also useless wood, and they don't master any profound magic at all.

However, Yang Yuefan did not count his newly recruited assassin. What kind of goods is he.

Yang Yuefan's action is very smooth, a team of 20 paladins was directly hit by his fireball on the flank, experienced paladins timely use the Holy Shield to block the sudden attack.

Fireball was bought from the black market by Yang Yuefan, which was of great value. However, the uncle who was born in the relevant department never considered the issue of funds when fighting.

In the caster's camp, Fan Li, relying on his ferocious personal ability, found a chance to use his own axe to do justice for heaven, and opened a caster with a metal arm.

Victor, in his black robe in the sky, watched his apprentice bleeding in the battle with great interest, without any intention of helping.

He had long noticed the two sneaky players, one left behind to create chaos with his inept apprentices, and the other went to the forest to lure paladins.

"Which side are you from? What is your purpose? " Victor turned off the communication equipment in the metal mask, interrupting some frantic calls for help from the apprentices.

Victor would have gladly razed the camp below if it hadn't been for these idiots in the present plan.

Maybe you should put in some constructs to make them last longer, attract more paladins to come out, and you will have a chance to enter the castle directly.

But the apprentice chief Stewart, who had lost contact for a long time, made victor in black have some scruples.

For the time being, he could not be sure whether his principal apprentice had been killed, or that the unstable communicator had failed, or that the somewhat brainy apprentice had taken advantage of this opportunity to flee?

Victor gave a sneer under his mask. In this land called magic desert, who else could teach these apprentices magic?

Moreover, he had no feelings for these apprentices, and he would not care whether he ran away or died.

It's just that as a caster, he doesn't want to put himself at any risk.

The dark blue wings were blackened in the sun, making Stuart look like a giant crow.

The wooden staff, which came from nowhere in his hand, was twisted and looked like a thin old man. His limbs and body were forced to twist together to form a human stick. Only the head with sparse hair was left, and the seven orifices were in a dark blue flame.

In fact, the process of making this wand is similar to what it looks like. The old man used as the raw material is the one who sent Stewart to the wizard tower.

Stewart's biological father is the only living relative by blood.

Under the protection of treacherous and strange chaos, although the life form has changed greatly, the staff is still alive.

He can feel the passage of time and all the changes in himself, but he can never lose his mind and become crazy.

He or he can only watch his son use it as a weapon without fear. He feels the pain of burning fire and the tearing feeling when he communicates with the material world as chaos.

Stuart waved the head of the staff as if to vomit, and vomited one fist after another.

The insects, each with long stings, circled Stewart in the hum of their wings.

"My children, go and say hello to my good teacher and let him know where I am!" Stewart laughs morbid.

If you look closely at these small insects with skull heads, you will find that part of each of them has been artificially replaced with metal prostheses.

Some were removed by Stewart and replaced with iron nails, others with half of their wings torn off and replaced with thin metal pieces.

There are still a few, Stuart carefully with the red iron, point out the eyes, with coarse metal eyes instead.

Although the technique is extremely rough, Stewart is satisfied. He repeats all the cruel experiments his teacher has done on himself!

"Go ahead and let him know that I have the ability to stand in front of him and laugh at his ignorance and his stupidity." Stewart was rolling in the air, screaming, "my Lord, the wizard is the wisest being in the world!"The swarm quickly left Stewart's side, scattered, and headed for Victor in the black robe.

Stewart gently nailed the wooden comb supported by the board with iron nails and combed the sparse hair on the top of the old man's head. A series of bloody scars appeared on the top of the head and healed instantly: "you see, father, you want me to be a great professional. I have already done it, that is, my teacher, now I have to face up to my existence?"

Stewart felt the sacred breath that broke out nearby and breathed the taste of freedom: "I don't know what my dear teacher is looking for. My Lord may be interested in his goal. Before that, I'd better offer a feast to my Lord as my meeting gift."

Stewart turned into a blue fire and hit the ground directly. A team of five paladins was working as a reconnaissance team to search for possible hiding places for witches nearby.

Stewart didn't mean to cover up his whereabouts. His existence aroused the constant agitation of the surrounding powers, and the paladins around him could feel the pressure from chaos.

And this team is already ready to sacrifice.

"We found traces of chaos in the air!" The priest, who was protected by the paladins, used his fastest speed to deliver a message to the brigade where he was in: "the energy level is higher than..."

before the priest could finish his words, he wanted to emphasize that this is not a helper that the witch can summon, but there is no chance.

The dark blue flame directly burned them into black skeletons.

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