Realistic Game

"Southern Empire..."

The Marquis of Morse gritted his teeth.

"That little kid is willing to send a master warrior to deal with me...Wait, no, you are not a master, how could it be possible? You are not so strong as a master!"

The Marquis of Morse seemed to have discovered something, and said incredulously.

"ignorance."

The tough-faced warrior said directly, holding a shoulder-length wooden stick and wearing a strong suit.

"Moores, now deprive you of your marquis title for treason and treason! Deprive the hereditary marquis of the Morse family and demote you to a commoner!"

"It's useless, it's useless, you're not a master, although I don't know how you can break out such a strong combat power.

But one thing is undoubtedly one thing, one price for one price, let me just say, how dare the Southern Empire send a master warrior to this area? He didn't dare, you didn't dare. "

The tone of the Marquis of Morse seemed to relax a little.

"Southern Empire, Mo Lan, and you group of projectors!"

President:? ? ?

People seemed to be able to hear him looking around from his tone, as if they could see him staring at everyone and remembering everyone.

"I lost today, but you can't kill me. When I come back again, I will repay you well."

The words of the Marquis of Morse made everyone frown.

The Hundred-legged Worm is dead but not stiff, and once let him run away, it will indeed be a very annoying thing.

Retaliation or something is secondary, mainly because it can't be killed, and then come to entangle it from time to time and brush up on the sense of existence, which is very disgusting.

The voice of the Marquis of Morse sounded again, this time to the soldier.

"Do you know why I judged that you are not a master warrior?

Because you can't truly blend into the world, you can't influence the space, you can't stop me from leaving! "

When the words fell in, everyone immediately understood that the Marquis of Morse might have to use the space-based spell scroll to escape.

At the beginning, Hult had teleportation scrolls, and Viscount Larsen of Red Maple City had random teleportation scrolls, not to mention the powerful Marquis of Morse, the lord of a country.

The teleport scroll used to dodge the elemental cannon is probably just one of them.

At this moment, a wave of spatial fluctuations spread, and everyone looked over and saw that the soldier tore a spell scroll.

"Dimensional anchor!"

The space became solid in an instant. Obviously, this soldier was prepared.

"The Dimensional Anchor, the preparations are really sufficient, but unfortunately... it is still not enough!"

The Marquis of Morse didn't care, and he didn't even rush to leave.

"My method is beyond your phenomenon. A dimensional anchor is not enough."

Everyone's hearts gradually sank, and at this time there was a wave of spatial fluctuations. Everyone turned their heads and saw that Erol silently activated five spell scrolls.

Five...dimensional anchors!

"One dimension anchor is not enough, how about the five? Your Lord Marquis?"

The scene became extremely silent for a while, and the Marquis of Morse stopped talking.

"If I'm not mistaken, Lord Marquis's reliance should be the alien teleportation technique obtained from the little devil altar at the time?

It's a pity that although the Dimensional Anchor is only a six-level spell, the nature of this spell is very special, as long as it is released, it can continuously increase the strength of the space.

The six-dimensional anchors in a small area cannot be used even with the seven-ring alien teleportation technique that can be teleported across borders. "

"E...Ro...Er."

The Marquis of Morse murmured every word, and Errol smiled.

"I actually liked what the projector said, even the clay figurines have three points of anger.

In the past, Lord Marquis was very strong. I could only endure and endure this three-point anger. I had to draw a dimensional anchor to suppress it. I would draw one at a time, and I would like to kill you to draw one at a time. In a blink of an eye, I could only draw five.

I thought it was going to be passed on to future generations, but I didn't expect to have an opportunity today, Lord Marquis, I'm sorry.

I will use these five Dimensional Anchor Spell Scrolls to send Master Marquis a ride today. I wish Master Marquis a good journey and a smooth journey. "

boom!

As soon as the voice fell, the battle broke out in an instant. Suspected master fighters, chariots capable of erupting beyond the sixth circle of magic power became the main output.

Mage groups dispatched by many player guilds around have arrived. Perhaps there is not a single group of 100 players, but a group of sixty people can come up with one hundred.

The sixty-member wizard group has touched the threshold of the third ring wizard group. As the goalkeepers of the third ring wizard group, they can already explode the magic power of the fifth ring.

One or two five-ring spells may be nothing, but when more than one hundred five-ring spells are bombarded in turn, even the Tier 4 knights can't bear it.

It's not that it can't stop it, just that it can't be consumed, and whenever it wants to break through and leave, the suspected master warrior will suppress it back.

And Mo Lan's chariot, shot after shot of Elemental Cannon can also deal a heavy blow to him.

The silver knights of Tier 4 seem to be able to link the world to restore itself, even in the high-intensity battle, it also retains its surplus, prolonging the battle, and this battle lasts until the evening.

During the period, after the silver and white knights incurred huge consumption, the suspected master warriors retired midway. Fortunately, tens of thousands of player mages had used stone wall art to pile up a ring of steep mountains to cooperate with the mages and chariots. He suppressed it and didn't let him run away.

The reduction in combat intensity is also one of the reasons why the Silver Knights can persist for so long.

Finally, under the orange-red sunset glow, Mo Lan's elemental cannon became the last straw to overwhelm the camel, completely smashing the silver wolf, causing a large number of casualties in the silver knights.

The Marquis of Morse also died on the spot in this elemental cannon.

"Finally dead."

Mo Lan and the chairman next to each other glanced at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, and said in the same way.

"Hey, which guild are you from? I haven't known what guild you are for so long."

"Our Shanhai Guild, my name is Qin Ding."

"Is the mountain and sea that you love across the mountain and the sea, the mountain and the sea that cannot be leveled?"

"Oh no, the mountain and sea of ​​the mountain and sea classics, we plan to write this book of the mountain and sea classics again."

"Hahaha, well, I'm Mo Lan, I'm glad to meet you."

"Hey~www.novelmt.com~Can I still know Mo God? When I have time, Mo God will come to our guild for dinner. The food we eat is definitely something you have never seen before."

"Then I really want to come and eat someday, but I'll talk about it next time, let's finish the matter first.

Morse is dead, and the structure of the entire kingdom must be re-established.

If it's like Morse said, this area used to be chaotic.

So in the hands of our players, it can't be worse than in the hands of Morse, than in the hands of the nobles, right? "

"Indeed, some are busy."

Mo Lan and Qin Ding stepped forward together and looked at the fallen Silver Knights. With a wave of their hands, many players stepped onto the court to tie them up.

They still want to resist, but their injuries and the weakened body simply don't allow them to do so.

But at this moment, Mo Lan saw the movement of the leader of the Silver White Knights, his face suddenly changed.

"not good!"