"Even if that's the case, I will do my best!"

The Dark Magician looked at him proudly and spoke.

Seeing the opponent stabbing the gun, the two magicians showed their appearance facing a great enemy, and two waves of light gathered in their hands to swing towards each other's chest.

After taking the attack from the other party, the portrait swung the gun and pierced the other party's chest, then quickly pulled it out to look at the Magician of Light. After killing the two, the portrait covered her mouth and nose and suppressed the strong smell of blood around her. She panted and squatted on the ground, took out the potion from the storage ring to pour it down. After she got better, she found that her clothes had unknowingly broken, revealing her bloody chest.

He shook his head with a wry smile, changed his clothes and looked up at everyone.

"You killed the Magician of Light, earned three thousand reward points, and dropped items: Floating Technique, Light Wave Attack Skill Book."

"You killed the Dark Magician, earned three thousand reward points, dropped items: Dark Night's sudden attack skill book, light wave control."

The Dark Night Attack: It enters a stealth state, and there are three dark barriers around the distance between the characters, continuously increasing the spell damage by 100-200 points.

"Why don't you have to do it all your strength?"

The portrait frowned, and when he saw the explanation of the skill book, he was suddenly stunned.

When I saw the relieved smile on the corner of the other person's mouth, I vaguely understood.

Hundreds of years of guards have long polished their patience, and because of the power of contract, they cannot leave, otherwise they will be backfired.

Maybe they want to borrow my hands to get rid of it.

The portrait sighed slightly and looked at the two magicians lying quietly on the ground with a complicated expression.

"Anyway, I'm not the last laugh."

Thinking of this, the portrait raised his lips and smiled faintly. She felt a little proud to be able to solve such a powerful enemy.

After almost the same body recovers, the portrait is ready to continue to lead everyone forward...

On the other corner, a group of uninvited guests suddenly appeared on the bustling street. They were wearing fashionable coats and fiercely auras, invisibly emitting the huge sense of oppression brought by life energy around them.

"They are not here." Suddenly, a cold and ruthless voice sounded in the crowd.

"I think they will come back, otherwise we have to find it ourselves."

"Hope, forget it, I don't want to have so many things anymore, find a place to rest for a while."

Several voices rang out continuously. When they saw passers-by looking at them with strange expressions, they subconsciously looked at each other with cold and ruthless eyes, frightening the onlookers away.

"They see our existence, clear away memories, and cannot keep them for spreading and causing future troubles. Scorpion, you can take people to do it."

The cold voice sounded again, and he looked down at the young man who bent down and said lightly.

"Yes." After receiving the order, the Scorpion turned to look at the people who were leaving. After the miserable screams of passers-by, the Scorpion took out the instrument from the storage ring worn on his right hand and forced the other party's memory to be cleared.

The scorpion made a lot of noise in the bustling street, but was quickly suppressed by the big man above.

The figures were separated in different directions.

...

When portraits and others walked into the exit of the corridor leading to the outside, what caught my eye was a white world.

Before they could enjoy the beautiful scenery, a green and blue-eyed laser faucet cannon quickly opened up in the distance.

The dragon-head cannon turned the black steel mouth and rushed towards everyone. He heard a portrait of "其" coming into the air. When he wanted to force the shells fired from the other party, the shells suddenly turned into bright white lasers and shot at him.

"No." The portrait, who noticed the danger, immediately turned around and appeared on another place using the skill "Yan Hui". Then he looked down at the laser dragon cannon that was constantly adjusting the curve, and suddenly appeared behind the other party with a long spear flashing figure.

"Dangdangdang"

The portrait waved a spear and kept hitting the laser dragon head cannon. The sparks splashed out scattered around. Seeing the steel-like dragon head cannon starting to sink down, the portrait looked happy and continued to increase its strength. After a lot of trouble, he twisted it into an iron lump.

Hearing movements in the distance, the blood-red flamed dragon-head cannon turned its gear and quickly opened. When it discovered the portrait with its pair of ice-blue eyes, it immediately turned its muzzle and aimed.

The portrait will not be obediently staying in place and being beaten. The constantly flickering body makes it dizzy and unable to tell the direction.

The portrait unknowingly brought the distance between the two sides closer, then quickly ran forward and jumped downward, hitting it hard, causing the opponent to sink directly.

Then the portrait quickly destroyed the Flame Dragon Head Cannon, but saw a row of small eyes staring at him in the distance.

"Then...isn't it a house?"

Because Donier's size is too huge, the portrait is a bit hard to believe that this is actually a creature?

There was a huge oval balloon above Donier's head so that it could float in the air at any time, and it was this guy who blocked the way for portraits and others.

"You little guys are so amazing that you can actually make it here."

Donier opened his two rows of sharp teeth and looked down at everyone with a look of surprise.

"How should I fight this guy?"

The portrait guessed that the other party was at least ten meters tall, but Donier was just a mechanical creation without hands and feet, but he just didn't know how strong he was.

"Dangdangdang"

The portrait came to Donil with a spear in his hand and took action without warning.

"Oh, it hurts so much."

Donier narrowed his eyes and pretended to be in pain. However, he could clearly see the attack that the portrait had just issued, and there was no white mark on his body.

"What a terrible defense." Feeling the tremor from the spear, the portrait's eyes condensed and his contempt.

Donier found that the portrait looked serious and was about to attack again. He immediately turned the lump at his tail to make his body float.

"puff"

The portrait shot and hit the air, making a dull impact sound.

"Young man, it seems that you are still capable."

Donier, who was floating in the air, was a little surprised when he saw this scene.

"Then I'll show you some strength."

Donier said as he opened his mouth and exposed the dark muzzle, and fired dozens of shells downwards.

"Everyone, please avoid it."

When the portrait saw Donil open his mouth, he noticed something was wrong and quickly spoke up to remind him.

His body flashed and he came behind Donil using his skills. Looking at the huge body in front of him, he had nowhere to attack.

“Is it really not weak?”

The portrait frowned and thought to herself.
Chapter completed!