My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

then.

A clear and bright voice suddenly came from above everyone's head, and Galan, who had been hiding in the dark and watching, suddenly appeared at this time.

"Oh my... I've been noticed~"

Galan was suspended in the air with his feet on a huge dragon bone cannon, and the special crystal ball was floating around him.

The evening breeze blew his conspicuous long golden hair. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling, and his blue-pink eyes were flashing a different light.

"Is it... you...?" The seriously injured him was even a little surprised, and uttered two words with some difficulty. He stared at the figure in the air. He remembered... that guy once said that he did not belong to any camp.

But... why?

Galan glanced at him who was nailed to the obsidian sword, and then turned his attention to Ceres below. There were three troublesome guys and two other Ender Watchers beside him. It seemed that it would be very difficult to save him.

Why did he have to come out and get involved? It was to change his "fate". Although he had no way to save the undead...if he did that, he might end up being surrounded and attacked.

But the current situation seems to be no different from a siege, which makes me a little sad.

[I’m sorry, Undead…]

Ceres looked up at Galan who was in the air. A troublesome guy appeared, but it was not unsolvable. Although the beam of light just now looked very strong, it did not cause any actual harm to her.

After all, the damage of that thing is only "1"

Galan took a deep breath. He couldn't remember how many "serious" battles he had fought since the last Fancun incident.

Last time, Dinnerbone changed his mind and didn't plan to kill me.

His eyes gradually became firm. They were not friends, and they would not show mercy to his men either. This was a battlefield.

The Ender Dragon was fighting with the annoying ghosts floating in the sky. The remaining zombie troops on the ground were no match for Zeganion at all. In addition to being able to summon the Ender Dragon, Wardes was essentially a mage.

Galan knew very well that only those who took action first could seize the initiative. He first summoned the two dragon bone cannons on the left and right sides, and without saying a word, directly bombarded Ceres on the ground.

Ceres judged from the previous shot that the damage was not high, but it was accompanied by continuous damage. With her agility, she quickly dodged the opponent's sudden attack.

Since the opponent now has the advantage of high altitude, it is not a good situation for Ceres, which means it is very troublesome to get close.

Azula, who was standing nearby, noticed this situation. After handing the seriously injured Patrice to Stella, she fanned the Wings of Redemption and joined the battle with two guns in hand.

After floating in the air for a circle, he used the double guns in his hands to launch a pulling attack, and using the principle of capturing the leader first, he fired directly at Galan.

Galan was not panicked at all. He raised his hand and a blue barrier stood in front of him. When it collided with the bullet, it made bursts of "clang" sounds.

"Barrier?" Azula was slightly stunned. She had never expected that the other party would have such a skill. Things became difficult.

But even so, Azula did not stop shooting, but continued to shoot at him.

Just when facing Azula's strafing attack, Galan suddenly discovered that Ceres, who had just been restrained by the dragon bone cannon, suddenly disappeared.

"What about people?"

Galan hesitated for a while, and before he could react, he suddenly felt a strong murderous aura behind him.

He turned his head suddenly, his pupils trembling slightly. Ceres suddenly appeared behind him, his two swords intersecting, and all the attack points converged on one position.

The protective barrier of the crystal ball was automatically activated at this time, but Ceres seemed to have anticipated it, and this attack was even more fierce than the one he hit him.

With a "crack" sound, the barrier seemed to be fragile and broke in an instant. Without the barrier's obstruction, Ceres' attack was about to fall on him.

At that critical moment, Galan himself did not react, but his body moved first and he fell backwards and "fell" off the dragon bone cannon.

Ceres failed to succeed, and instead chose to destroy the keel cannon under his feet, landing steadily on the ground.

Galan was still a little hurt from the fall, but he didn't care about that now. He immediately got up and looked around.

Azula was hovering in the sky with two guns in hand, and Ceres was approaching her step by step. He glanced at the seriously injured him not far away. The situation was not favorable. Anyway, he was only here to rescue people, so there was no need to tangle with them for too long.

Galan muttered three times in his mind, then suddenly turned around and rushed towards him.

Azula in the sky naturally knew what he was trying to do when she saw this. Instead of wasting ammunition on this guy who couldn't be hit at all, it would be better to just shoot him to death.

Azula took action, and directly changed the target of her dual guns to him who was still hanging on the obsidian giant sword. When she pulled the trigger, she found that a familiar and annoying blue barrier blocked her bullet.

It turned out that Galan used his defensive skills on him who was now unable to move.

At that moment, Ceres suddenly attacked his side and slashed with a knife. Galan had no time to react and took the blow head on. The long knife cut the man's back, and a stream of blood instantly spread to the area on his back that was cut.

Galan gritted his teeth and didn't cry out, even though he felt waves of severe pain in his back. A pure white long sword appeared between his hands, and he caught the opponent's next attack with his backhand.

It's okay...it's just a minor injury...it won't take long for it to heal on its own.

She slashed fiercely one after another, and the double-edged swords in her hands made a buzzing sound as they swung in the air. The collision of the swords in the hands of the two people even produced sparks.

In this mutually offensive fighting style, Ceres suddenly realized that the guy in front of him was not very good at swordsmanship. He was full of flaws, but he was able to defend against his attacks every time.

How strange, obviously... the panic in that guy's eyes doesn't look fake.

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