Netheril’s Brilliance

It has been several days since embarking on this road of escape, and in these few days, dozens of battles, large and small, have been fought! Even punks will feel physically and mentally exhausted in the face of such high-intensity battles, not to mention those fighters with low professional levels, and our delicate Princess Nasia, who used to encourage the beauty of her soldiers The princess was in no mood to speak.

At the beginning, the passion buried deep in the hearts of the soldiers began to gradually disappear, replaced by confusion, numbness, anxiety, etc. caused by being shrouded in the cloud of death for a long time, and so on. Heavy emotions of negative energy.

Moreover, with the increase in the number of battles, the once small-scale Princess Guard has also begun to experience continuous attrition. This attrition has led to the continuous weakening of the team's strength, and it is even more difficult to face without a backup force. The next fight, and thus a vicious circle that is gradually devouring all hopes of the team is formed, and what is even more frightening is that the current situation is that no one can break this vicious circle of frustration and helplessness.

As the border of the Kingdom of Dylan gets closer, the enemy's pursuit becomes more frenzied and intensive. Now the severely weakened reconnaissance team can no longer hard-bar the pursuit team as it did at the beginning. It seems that The possibility of successfully escaping Prince William's claws is gradually shrinking, and now the only one who can continue to give the team a little hope of moving forward is Lord McNercy, who has always been invincible in the hearts of the soldiers.

McNercy also showed caring and condolence gestures from time to time to appease the young wounded soldiers whose wounds could not heal because of the too humid environment, or express their grief for the dead soldiers in time after the battle, and Timely encouragement to keep going during the leisure time of the break.

But after all, he is just a mage, not a presidential candidate who is proficient in incitement and speech. His empty words of encouragement soon lost most of their encouragement effect. Except for the little princess who has always believed in McNercy, most of the soldiers There was no obvious reaction.

After carefully observing McNercy's hasty appearances several times, Punk has keenly discovered that the green leaves on McNercy's broken wound are no longer twisted and growing, and the vitality that was continuously transmitted into McNercy's body has recently disappeared. It started to become thinner and thinner.

And in several critical battles, even though there were heavy casualties on his own side, McNercy did not choose to kill those apprentices who were extremely vulnerable to formal mages.

Keeping hands once or twice can also be said to hide strength. If you still choose to retain strength in the face of a major loss of strength, then it is not wisdom but downright stupid.

Undoubtedly, McNercy is not a stupid person, so the reason for his inaction can only be because he has really lost the ability to act.

Facing such a dangerous situation that can be said to be a life-and-death crisis, Punk does not feel any fear or worry. Worry will only make him lose his footing, and fear is a meaningless behavior that only consumes energy. Useless emotions have been completely discarded by punk as early as in the void.

What's more, Punk still has a faint premonition in his heart that McNairy should still have some hole cards that cannot be underestimated, or... the lore means of killing both of them in the end.

------Dividing line------

Huoshaoyun, I didn't expect to see it in this world.

Punk looked at the burning clouds in the sky. The flame-like clouds rolled and stretched in the brilliance of Mira, and the whole sky was reflected in bright red!

The current Princess Guard is not so much a retreating army as it is a down-and-out adventure team. Apart from the princess and McNese, the only survivors are Punk and two warriors, like the old mage. The type with low combat effectiveness, as early as the fifth and sixth battles, it seemed that there was not a single body left.

But the enemy never sympathizes with the weakness of the fighters, they will only rush forward excitedly to give the exhausted team a final blow.

As Mira's radiance slowly descended below the horizon, another team of searchers appeared in the hazy dusk.

In fact, after more than a week of continuous high-intensity battles, Punk's level has been raised by two levels. Now he is a ninth-level trainee mage. After all, before the official level, the effect of fighting on the soul is still considerable. What's more, Punk is still a semi-prime elf who is relatively friendly to energy.

But as a mage who has raised his level, Punk is already exhausted physically and mentally from such high-intensity battles, not to mention that the next few battles are as dangerous as being on the edge of a cliff, and there was a crisis situation, almost Overtaken by the main force of the enemy.

Now, the only two remaining fighters are already scarred. It can be said that except for Her Royal Highness, who has been well protected, almost everyone has reached their limit. This encounter seems to be nothing on the surface. There is a chance of survival.

Damn it! Damn it, it's just a little bit, just a little bit closer to reaching the luxuriant forest of Dylan's Kingdom! A warrior leaned on a half-broken sword full of gaps, stood up regardless of the cracked and bleeding wound, and screamed hoarsely at the direction of Mira's fall, his hair solidified by blood scabs flew up under the lingering vindictiveness, The armor covered with golden light by the setting sun made him look like a doomed lion, ferocious, but he was just a trapped beast.

Even Princess Nasya, who has always been optimistic, inevitably showed despairing eyes at this moment: Everyone, are you really going to fail? Are those soldiers really going to die in vain?

Tears blurred Nasya's eyes. At this moment, she is not the Her Royal Highness that everyone hopes for, she is just a helpless little girl named Nasya!

In such a desperate situation, Punk is not worried. It is only such a short distance from the border. Even if McNercy has no cards, he will be forced to play a hand. Punk has never dared to underestimate the means and potential of an old official mage. .

Sure enough, seeing the enemy encircling this dead end small team from all directions, and seeing the fireballs being thrown at his most cherished little princess, who couldn't be cherished enough, Manesi supported his dilapidated look. Half of his body, like a hungry wolf about to be robbed of the last piece of food, let out a bloody roar so ferocious that even punks shuddered.

Even though he was seriously injured, he was always polite and never spoke loudly, but now his eyes were red with anger, and the blood vessels in his hands were bouncing like veins. Blooming a dazzling green light, the emerald green vines with intertwined roots as thick as arms were instantly summoned in the woodland the size of five football fields. All the vines gathered towards Mai Naixi in mid-air, surrounded by ordinary green light balls The Mai Naixi surrounded him into a 20-meter-high vine giant, and the magnificent emerald green seemed to be a beam of light penetrating the earth, shooting out around the body of the vine giant.

The green energy flames that have formed a substance are burning in the giant's eyes, and the surging energy is all frozen in every gap of the vine giant!

In the end, the vine giant who looked like McNassi himself opened his mouth wide open to the enemies, and the terrifying roar scattered all the burning clouds in the sky!

You! All! Gotta! Die——!

The exciting final battle of McNercy begins, where is the ticket collection