What did you do with the dice?

When Phoenix wiped the neck of the second elf, Huafalin also took action. She raised her hand and created a green energy cage to lock Phoenix inside. The latter had no way to atomize. Facing the flying arrows, he could only explode into a black line and escape from it. He did not dare to come out again for a while.

"The same goes for the orcs of the Aiel Empire. How could barbarism possibly triumph over wisdom?"

Judging from these two moves and her calm demeanor, it is not difficult to see that she is another wizard qualified to be called Sanita. Moreover, judging from the fact that she is also equipped with a longbow and a longsword, she is probably really an all-round player, worthy of being the second in command of the elves.

Sinidi's start is really bad. Not only are there no large number of beast-eared girls to accompany her, but there are even high-level wizards everywhere. Why don't they send me to the El Empire and let me "dip the beans, it's cool"?

A dark green light surged in Rusalka's palm. How about trying a new trick?

Just when he was about to ask his good brother for his opinion, a dark cloud suddenly floated in the sky, casting a shadow. Then countless fiery red fireballs fell and exploded all around, igniting the vines and scattering the elves. It also forced Huafalin to control the vine elders to weave the roots into a large net to intercept them.

"Lord Pearl Tear, thank you for taking me in and providing me with knowledge. Before I go off to complete my mission and bid you farewell, I will do this as a final act of repayment."

The sound of the clear breeze?

Rusalka squinted her eyes and looked at the dark cloud floating in the sky.

Oh my god, what's going on? Who are you sending this to? Where did this come from? Has the Tianting ship arrived?

Chapter 300: Alice Magic Castle Final Battle (6)

If anger could be transformed into substance, the strongest fire wizard in the Kingdom of Snidi would be Delai Luca at this moment.

He had sacrificed so many men and attacked a month in advance, and even boasted before setting out that they would definitely win. He had even recently written a letter to warn the other side, but now a rebellious vassal had ignored his warnings and taken the spoils. How could he swallow this?

"Before he emerges, immediately turn your forces around and attack his army! I'm going to take the key from him. I can't let the Grand Prince Syroxis ascend the throne!"

Staff member Bloom shook his head, rejecting the command that sounded insane. "Master Commander, this goes against the rules of war. We haven't lost yet. Sending out the family's sharp edge, the Law Breakers, is still negotiable. But if we attack our allies here, we will bury our family's reputation along with it. As someone trusted by the new head of the family, I must not do anything to discredit him. This is my honor."

"You're not even from the family, and you think you're qualified to talk about rules with me, the boss of the Delai family?! Moreover, here, on this battlefield, as the supreme commander, I am the rule!" Delai Luca pushed him in the chest, but when he found he couldn't move him, he angrily walked around him and out the door, shouting, "Messenger! Messenger! What the hell are you looking at? Are you deaf...?"

He followed the gaze of all the soldiers around him, raised his head and looked up at the sky, his mouth suddenly opened wide.

Oh my god, that thing flying in the air and constantly spewing fireballs...what kind of monster is it?

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Regarding what the "Great" Elder Huafalin just said, that barbarism cannot defeat wisdom, Rusalka originally wanted to open the ghost back and let her taste the most primitive violence, but now after seeing the thing controlled by Qingfeng in the air, she quite agreed.

The crystallization of wisdom, superb skills, and saturated firepower.

As soon as the Thunderbolt starts moving, these Huji elves will be swept away and their eyes will roll and their tongues will stick out. Oh! The righteous Thunderbolt!

Just when the square silver airship in the sky began to carpet bomb this side, and even deliberately avoided her to bomb, Rusalka felt that its attack method was really in line with the word "wisdom".

In contrast, those elves who fled in panic, then fired into the air, only to have a brilliant explosion of fireworks explode on the magical barrier, were simply too primitive and barbaric. It was an insult to my intelligence! How could Rusalka tolerate this? She rushed over and slashed a leaping elf with a horizontal strike, then immediately followed up with a Holy Slash to send her to meet the God of Nature.

After being caught off guard at first, Huafalin seemed to realize through the vines that although this thing looked fierce in attack, its firepower did not seem strong. So she took out a cane and tapped the ground lightly. Suddenly, the vines were wrapped in a green light and soared into the sky, entangling the entire square airship flying in the air along with the barrier and pulling it down violently.

After a period of tug-of-war, the light of the struggling airship flickered a few times and then went out. It fell along with the burning and withered plants, landing on the square and creating a huge deep pit with a radius of hundreds of meters.

Sad news! The newly launched 2-material Thunderbolt was killed by the predator plants before it could even sweep the battlefield! Trash!

The door opened, and Harukaze and Charrons jumped out. Harukaze was fully armed, wearing a high-tech full-body armor and holding two magic guns.

The latter, on the other hand, had a sense of dust from an era of backward technology. He wore a weird metal vest and held an antique sword engraved with magic runes but not glowing. He looked like a medieval knight who had traveled to a super-technological world.

Qingfeng looked at Rusalka, seemingly understanding the questioning expression on his face: "What's going on, little brother? Why did you start high and end low?" He replied helplessly, "It was designed in the post-Demon War era. It's a large, cutting-edge war weapon driven by multiple mages. It's been sitting there for too long, so... the magic power reserves are a bit low right now."

Tsk, in a typical wasteland era, only diesel generators can be used, so there is no way to supply high-tech spacecraft power reactors.

Here, Rusalka has to single out the designers of those gadgets in Alice City and the Royal Treasury. They must have been completely out of touch with the masses when they created these things, and lacked any craftsmanship. How could they not have considered the future decline of mages and magic? And how long has it been since these things were manufactured? Let the manufacturer come out! I want a warranty!

Huafalin: "Oh, you old antique from the Time Sect. This outdated thing should have been eliminated along with those outdated ideas long ago."

Rusalka: "So, if you say so, shouldn't that fog formation in your Elf Forest be eliminated? It's an antique among antiques."

"Shut up! Ignorant human!"

Warfarin angrily swung her scepter, and a storm swept over Rusalka. The latter seized the opportunity, raised his sword and chopped everything down, actually splitting the storm in two.

[Parry Master] Although the weapon spirit operated this skill every time, Rusalka also completed the action "personally". He could feel a slightly vague sense of operation every time he blocked. Over time, he gradually mastered the feel and method of "cutting different magics into pieces", such as the Mikiri Wind Pressure, and the success rate has reached at least 70% to 80%.

Of course, you need an advantage in a fight and a crushing advantage in an argument!

"Keep barking! Double-standard dog elf!"

"You can only be arrogant for a while now."

Huafalin picked up the whistle around her neck and blew it, and the sharp sound of birdsong was heard. Suddenly, nearly 50 elves jumped out from the buildings in all directions, pointing their bows and staffs at this side. Human faces also appeared on the trunks of several large trees, trembling and rising from the ground, surrounding Rusalka and his group.

"We have the advantage in numbers and strength. Gemini, what can you use to fight me? Go ahead and kill them all. Leave no one alive."

Arrows and magic flew at the moment she gave the order. Qingfeng felt like he had changed his identity after putting on the new equipment. The magic crystals inlaid in the two magic guns rotated at high speed, and the muzzles continuously fired high-speed magic bullets, blasting those arrows with tricky angles one by one. The armor on his body also unfolded a layer of magic barrier, blocking all spell attacks for him and Challens.

Challens didn't do much. It would be more accurate to say that hiding behind the barrier was the best he could do right now. He could only swing his sword and shoot out a few air blades to share some of the pressure with Qingfeng.

Rusalka was handling the situation with ease. Those fragile attacks were of no use to him under the dual protection of his Double Armor Master and Hamlet's Shield. However, his opponent was Warfarin, who was too agile. He used magic barriers and rapier stabs continuously, and the close combat between him and Rusalka was evenly matched. Although he was confident that he could win with his physical advantage, he couldn't defeat the opponent in a short time. There were too many elves, and it was not convenient for Phoenix to come out.

Damn it, I won’t act anymore, the magic will explode them!

Just as this thought came to his mind, a fireball exploded on the tree man, and the branches and leaves quickly caught fire, quickly turning it into a burning torch stump.

"Lord Pearl Tear, Teacher Sanitieta asked me to help you! Fire magic is really the most effective at burning trees! Haha! Burn them all!"

Another fireball fell into the field like a meteor, igniting another tree man. Alice laughed and stepped on the transparent wind pedals through the air. In the blink of an eye, she escaped out of the range of the distant elf archer. She knew the range and accuracy of the elf archer too well.

"Alizee! Is that you?! You traitor! Rape!"

When Alijie heard the sound, she was so frightened that she almost fell off the wind skateboard. Looking back, her heart was trembling. She ran even faster, shouting as she ran:

"Ah... It's Huahuahua... Instructor Huafalin, why are you here? I, I didn't betray you. I was just controlled by the evil human wizard. He forced me to learn this fire magic. It's too late. My magic circuit has completely changed into his shape. Ah, be careful, my body is moving on its own!"

After Alice finished speaking, she raised her hand and threw three more scorching rays at the burning tree man, completely turning it into ashes.

"Lord Pearl Tear, I have no more demons. Bye!"

"Kill this traitor!"

After receiving the order, several elves quickly followed. However, after the cowardly Alice left the stage, several arrows streaked through the air from her direction. The elves who chased to the wall watched as the arrows were shot off target and landed at their feet. When they were about to laugh, they saw a small flame crystal tied to it flashing violently.

"Boom!" Shana snapped her fingers.

Countless dense needles exploded from the small balls tied to the arrows. No matter how agile the elves were, they could not avoid being pricked by the large-scale needles that were impossible to avoid. They only felt a numbness in the wounds, and then quickly spread to the whole body. They fell headfirst, fell from the eaves of the wall and fell to the ground, unable to move.

"A poison that can kill us elves? How could humans possibly... Wait, I know you. Are you Shana, the last one in the Lengzhu team?"

"Ah, it's Elder Huafalin, the instructor of Silver Leaf next door. Shana, the reserve shooter of the Lengzhu team, salutes you. May the breeze and sunshine... No, I've already graduated! I'm no longer the last one in the class. I'm the captain of the human sharpshooter squadron under Teacher Sanitieta, with more than a hundred men under my command! I'm going to bury all those guys who bullied me in the past under the pitcher plants! Release your arrows! Shoot them hard! Cover with fire, cover with fire!"

Following her order, the longbowmen of the Pearl Tear Army, who were already in formation and brought in by Sani Tieta, began to shoot indiscriminately from outside the wall of the palace gate towards the inside of the wall.

Although the rain of arrows could not actually harm those agile elves, it was enough to have a certain suppressive effect. The number of arrows flying towards Challens suddenly decreased by more than half.

As the elves gradually found their own shelters and fired back, the human longbowmen found it difficult to avoid the vicious arrows. When the situation became tense again, a sturdy figure leaped high, flew over the outer wall, and grabbed an elf's head while facing countless arrows. Then he used her as a cushion and fell to the ground, crushing her into a bloody mess.

"It took some time to persuade the defenders on the city wall to surrender, so I'm a little late. Oh, it's nice to meet you, His Majesty the new King of Xiluoxis. Are you all right? I hope you will forgive my late arrival."

"It's alright, Lord Gao Dewei, but I'm still the eldest prince. It's not appropriate to boast about such things. It will ruin my reputation."

"It doesn't matter." Gao Dewei raised his hand and broke a few arrows, then threw the arrowheads back, which directly penetrated the wall. He smacked his lips at not being able to hit the elf: "Tsk, elves are as agile and disgusting as cockroaches. They are everywhere."

Then, two spinning throwing knives flew through the air, tumbling as flexibly as two hands. After turning at an angle, they pierced into the chest of an elf, cutting through it continuously from front to back, and finally flew back into the hands of the person who came.

"Master, please be a little more cautious. After all, this is a battlefield."

Gao Jianguo helplessly stood beside Gao Dewei holding the double blades.

Huafalin narrowed her eyes. "Guardian Knight Family? Great, I can catch you all in one fell swoop! Physical strength? Sivar!"

The elven druid who was called instantly turned into a gigantic owl beast, roaring and rushing towards this side, but a golden light broke through the outer wall and rushed directly into its abdomen, actually lifting its several-ton body into the air, and then the whole body was ignited with holy fire!

As the transformation disappeared, the elven druid screamed and fled to the corner of the wall, but the holy fire quickly turned into a sharp blade and beheaded him in an instant.

After seeing these two people coming, Huafalin's confident attitude began to gradually withdraw.

Theresa slowly retracted her arm, and the golden blade gradually dissipated. She smiled at Huafalin and said, "Long time no see, Great Elder of the Elven Tribe."

"Haha." Huafalin sneered in response: "Esdi's hyena."

The knight in golden armor landed steadily on the ground, stepping on a holy fire around him, forcing the elves' feet to burn and flee quickly.

A path was opened in the holy fire. He turned around and nodded slightly to Theresa who was approaching slowly behind him. "Your Excellency, you don't have to follow me. It's too dangerous here."

Theresa's eyes flickered as she smiled sweetly, "Is there any place in the world safer than being with you, the strongest paladin in Esdi, the leader of the Golden Blade, Yanar?"

"Haha, I'm glad you trust me so much, but it's true."

Just when Rusalka was about to taunt the other side and ask who had more people now, countless hooks flew up from the east wall. Black figures quickly followed the hooks and climbed into the wall, drawing the long swords at their waists and forming a neat row of blade walls.

Then, a small square door-like opening appeared on the thick wall, and an old man slowly stepped in, still sheathing his sword.

"Your Excellency, the Great Elf Elder, if you can return the Second Prince and support his ascension to the throne, the Patriarch is willing to put aside past grudges and continue our cooperation."

"Haha, sure. I don't care who becomes the king of mankind. I just want the key."

The old man nodded and faced the direction of Rusalka, determining his camp.

Rusalka: (Three versus two, the advantage is mine.)

Sanita: (It's hard to say about Theresa's situation. Let's just assume it's two versus two versus one. Be cautious.)

Rusalka: (Two versus two versus one, the advantage is mine.)

Sani Tieta: (Byd, it’s always going to be a good match, right?)

Chapter 301: Alice Magic Castle Final Battle (7)

The old man looked at Rusalka and sighed, "Sir, the Great Knight of Pearl Tears, I wonder if you remember the battle at Bright Moon City. A man skilled in swordsmanship died at your hands."

Of course Rusalka remembered. How could she forget the revenge for her wife's murder? Even if she was resurrected, it was still considered a murder. Garen's sword would judge all the villains!

But he still shook his head and said to the other party with disgust: "I don't remember, the swordsman you mentioned, is he a dragon or a demon lord?"

The old man slowly placed his hand on the hilt of the sword: "Is that so? The loser is indeed unworthy of having his name left. The winner is also entitled to humiliate and show off. But, he is my apprentice after all."

Rusalka raised her middle finger at him and said, "Okay, then I promise to bury you with him."

The next moment, the old man's left thumb, which was holding the hilt of the sword, flicked upwards, and a sharp blade light and afterimage flashed by.

"I'll take one of your fingers as a punishment for your defenselessness and arrogance."

When everyone came to their senses, they realized that the other party had launched an attack. However, compared to the incredibly fast sword-drawing technique, they were more surprised to find that Rusalka actually used her extended middle finger to block the opponent's swift sword-drawing and blocked the extraordinary-looking long sword.

Rusalka didn't react, but when the system showed that he had lost 30 HP, he sneered and pushed it back with his finger. He shook his index finger at the confused old man and shook his head, "Your sword is too impure. People always say that a true swordsman can uproot grass and chop down the sun, moon and stars. But they are wrong. A true swordsman, of course, uses no external tools. He uses his bones as his sword. As the saying goes: I am the bone of my sword!"

The old man, whose expression was originally calm but only showed ripples in his heart, now looked completely furious. "Are you saying that the sword art I've devoted myself to since childhood, for one hundred and thirty years—several times longer than your entire life—has too many impurities?"

Rusalka showed her two big buck teeth and raised her thumbs: "Ah Blacks! That's right! Oh no no, right, right?"

"Alright! Since you think I'm not pure enough, how about you teach me personally?"

The old man had no idea what Rusalka was babbling, but he felt extremely humiliated so he drew his sword again and struck Rusalka right in the waist.

Rusalka drew his sword and swung it, but the latter took two small steps and dodged it, then turned his hand and slashed at his neck again.

"Three styles!"

The blade flashed back and forth, striking three times in quick succession, slashing at the eyes, heart, and legs almost simultaneously. Rusalka's next strike was blocked by the back of the sword, which arced in mid-air to release the force, and she led the sword to her feet: "Circle formation!"

Finally, there was a beautiful counter-cut and sword-drawing, followed by five consecutive stabs, accurately hitting the vital points of the left and right eyes, throat, heart and crotch.

"Five Points!"

Each of these five stabs was a deadly killing move without any unnecessary movements. After each stab failed to penetrate, the sword was quickly released and turned around. He controlled the long sword to the fullest extent, and it was even more flexible than his arm. When the moves reached this level, it was no exaggeration to call it an art.

Finally, the old man retreated gracefully to avoid Rusalka's shield attack, sheathed his sword, and his entire body returned to a state of unity, without a single flaw: "Stop."

All this happened in just a few seconds. Rusalka couldn't help but smack her lips in amazement. It was hard to imagine how many rounds this old man in front of her could do in a board game.

The handsome action and neat and clean name of the moves made him want to cheer, but unfortunately the system prompt in the lower right corner really spoiled the mood and made him laugh.

[Hamlet Shield activated, immune to slashing damage] x9

No, brother, your damage type is too pure. Are you a pure sword player?

The old man saw that Rusalka, who had not been able to block a single sword attack but was still unharmed and was even laughing shamelessly, and recalled what he had just said, which sounded reasonable but was actually a pure amateur mocking an expert, his face became even gloomier.

Huafalin yawned. She wasn't interested in swordsmanship or anything like that. In her opinion, the best way was to kill the opponent quickly. Magic was more convenient. "Alas, human fighting is really boring. Let me do it."

The old man kicked out, and a sword mark actually split along the ground, separating him from Huafalin. "No outsiders are allowed to interfere! Now, this is a personal feud between him and me. Anyone who dares to cross the line will not be blamed for the blindness of the sword. Breaking the Law Squad, go and kill the others! Leave the Knight of Pearl Tears to me!"

"Alas, you are such a stubborn old fellow. Sons of nature, obey my orders and cooperate with these humans to clean up the others."

When Shana saw this, she put on her invisibility cloak and ran away. She felt that the aura of the strong in the yard was too strong. If she continued to watch like this, it would be exciting, but she was afraid that the price of the ticket would be paid with her life!