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"Listen, there's something moving down the mountain!"

"Wizard Moshat, what is the feedback from the witchcraft detection below? Is the enemy attacking..."

Wizard Morton paid attention to it immediately. They deployed many detective witchcraft and other investigative methods five hundred meters around the hill. The blood cat wizard - Moshat was responsible for the intelligence.

"Plant Heart has new actions."

The blood cat mask wizard Moshat said with a heavy face:

"They are cutting down trees and building the same defensive formation as us, horse piles + forest trees + animal traps. It seems that they want to encircle us and prevent us from breaking out with the help of Xuerong."

"I have a bad feeling that we may be in for a big disaster..."

"Ha ha........"

"Moshat, why have you become so timid?"

"I heard that you suffered a big loss last time when you fought against the people from the Heart of Plants. It took several years of training to recover. Could it be that you were bitten by a snake once and were afraid of well ropes for ten years? Your courage was shattered. Come on."

The little giant wizard Lester was nonchalant, and a roaring sound like a bell sounded.

"In my opinion, these farmers are afraid of being beaten by us and don't dare to come here to die again. I despise them. They only retreated after a few wizards died. They are really useless."

"Keep reading. It's still too early. Don't make such a rude decision."

Wizard Morton said calmly from the side:

"Moshat, always pay attention to the movement on the other side, and report any abnormality immediately."

"yes!"

Calm returned to the hills, with only many wizards silently building various fortifications and setting up various witchcraft traps.

The sky became even more gloomy, as dull as before a storm, making people suffocated...

.............

Six hours later.

It was already the 16th hour after entering the ancient elves’ secret realm.

The wizards of the Castle of Blood have constructed all the witchcraft traps. During this period, except for the opponents at the bottom of the mountain who came over from time to time to throw a few burning potion bottles to harass them, no fighting took place.

Both parties seemed to have a tacit understanding and were frantically building their own defense systems.

After the crazy busy work, there was uncontrollable fatigue. Wizard Morton also knew everyone's status and arranged for manpower to take turns to guard various defense points and monitor the enemies below. Everyone else got a chance to rest.

In a resting place, three wizards sat together and chatted while resting.

Middle-aged Wizard A: "Hey, it would be great if it could always be this quiet. We don't have to fight. We can live in peace until the end of the secret realm. Why bother fighting and killing?"

Young Wizard B: "I hope they can attack. If they don't come, how can we earn military merits? On this hill, we have the right time, location, and people. It is a good opportunity to harvest heads. They were there before. We have a great advantage in the forest, and we can also take the opportunity to avenge the blood of our companions..."

Old Wizard C: "You are still too young, and the wizards of the Heart of Plants are not easy to mess with. You should think more about how to save your life in the next battle. The calmer it is now, it means the next war. The more tragic it is..."

Middle-aged Wizard A: "Yes, the opportunity to be an official wizard, and the life span of 100 years, who can not be crazy, ah, what the hell is this?"

"Pa..."

After slapping the foreign object stuck to his arm to death, middle-aged wizard A took it over and took a look:

"Oh..."

"What a big Aedes mosquito. Isn't this a specialty of the Rotting Swamp? This is not a swamp, so how can there be such a big mosquito?"

"not good!"

The old wizard C exclaimed.

"This must be the enemy's conspiracy. In this ancient secret realm, we are stuck in the misty forest terrain. It is absolutely impossible for such a big mosquito to appear."

"Look quickly and see where there are mosquitoes?"

"I have..."

"Ah, what a big mosquito..."

"I also have..."

"Pa bang bang......"

The sound of swatting mosquitoes became louder and louder, like a unique and moving symphony.

............

soon.

The three-person decision-making team of the Blood Castle knew about the incoming mosquito army.

Wizard Moshat was stunned for a while, remembering a certain unbearable past event, and murmured to himself:

"Could it be that goddamned one is here? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, the heart of the plant won't let him in and die, no fear, no, no, maybe it's some wizard who studies insect control... ....”

The Morton wizard knows the way and is very experienced.

While sending people to find out the cause, they organized manpower to kill mosquitoes.

"What, there's a blood-sucking gadfly on the mosquito?"

"Hahaha, now you're showing off your flaws."

"This must be the work of the old gangsters from the Heart of Plants Academy. Unexpectedly, Bruce Klin has made some progress over the years, and actually learned how to use the giant pied mosquito to carry the vampire gadfly."

"Humph, it's just a little trick, flashy and flashy..."

Botanical Heart Academy and Blood Castle Wizard Academy have been neighbors and rivals for hundreds of years. Wizard Morton and Wizard Bruce Klin have been fighting since they were young. They know each other's methods, routines, practices, and trump cards very well.

Therefore, the commotion caused by the spotted giant mosquito soon calmed down. Everyone had many defensive methods against the old rival.

..........

At this time.

Wizard Moshat immediately convened a three-member core meeting.

Released a thunderbolt.

"We are really in big trouble."

"Have you noticed the smoke blowing up from the bottom of the hill?"

"They launched a smoke attack!"

"Smoke attack is a smoke attack."

"Can they kill us with just smoke?"

The little giant Rest was full of disdain.

"Something is wrong, there is something wrong with this smoke!"

Wizard Morton also noticed something. He had a rich life experience of hundreds of years. Moreover, he had also fought his way out of the battlefield of life and death with a knife and a gun, and had an extremely keen sense of crisis.

"There are some other things mixed in this smoke."

"Everyone listen to my orders, hold your breath immediately, or use means to filter the air, and never inhale this smoke, this smoke is poisonous."

After issuing the emergency order, Wizard Morton immediately asked Wizard Moshat, who first discovered the situation:

"Wizard Moshat, do you have any other problems? Can this smoke be solved?"

"I estimate that everyone's non-breathing strategy can only last for an hour. After an hour, even I can't help breathing."