The ground of the Fairy Forest vibrated violently, and cracks cracked from the surface, and the howling wind caused by the arcane formed a huge whirlwind, sweeping the dead branches and leaves on the ground, and instantly torn into nothingness. The dazzling blue light seemed to cover the entire world-

The dazzling yellow critical damage continued to rise from the roaring arcane. One by one, the players were directly hit by the fierce arcane and spit out blood. The shields on the mage players could not even resist for a second and then shattered. Everyone was submerged in the violent arcane tide, and white light rose one after another.

They were in the trial of arcane, and they were completely unable to move. Wang Mo took advantage of this time to chant and bless him with an acceleration technique and a stone skin technique. The skin on his body was unnatural grayish white, like a hard rock.

The blue consumption of the Arcane Trial is too high. After Wang Mo's basic skills were increased to level 5, the mana value increased significantly, but it still consumed 70% directly. Including fifteen% of the previous mirroring technique, he was already on the verge of blue. Seeing the players of desperate hand struggling and screaming in the light, Wang Mo took out a bottle of intermediate mana potion and drank it.

The howling wind mixed with fallen leaves and rolling air waves swept towards Wang Mo, shaking his cloak. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the blue light that continued to expand and compress in the distance, and the ground kept rumble and trembling.

Players who level up near the Fairy Forest, especially those who are close to Wang Mo and others, have vaguely noticed something and felt the vibration on the ground.

"Do you feel the ground shaking?" In the jungle, a human warrior killed the evil demon in front of him with one sword, and suddenly turned around and said to his companion behind him in confusion.

"Look at that side, there is light over there!" A hunter suddenly exclaimed and pointed in the distance.

The five-person team turned their heads to look, and then they suddenly opened their mouths. Under the dim sky of the Fairy Forest, dazzling blue lights circling and raging in the sky, constantly making violent shocks, and white lights representing the death of players continued to rise, and the howling wind made a sharp tearing sound, which quickly drilled into their ears.

"Damn! What happened!"

"Did you release some ancient demon? My god, this is a fairy forest!"

"Why do I feel that light is like a wizard's arcane?"

Players were talking a lot, and soon someone intercepted the pictures and videos of the unknown light and passed them to the forum. Once the pictures and videos were uploaded, they immediately attracted high attention from players. There were many players leveling up in the Fairy Forest, and many even saw the unknown violent light with their own eyes.

Players have been discussing it inexplicably. Some people speculated whether a player released an ancient demon sealed in the Fairy Forest, and some players speculated whether there was a powerful NPC mage who went to the Fairy Forest to do business. In short, it was said that many major events occurred every day in the early stage of the game. This incident only attracted the attention of some players.

A few people knew what was happening when players were discussing fiercely on the forum.

He kept a distance from Wang Mo. He had been following him for a long time and reported the situation to Xingyun as soon as possible. When Wang Mo and Aragorn were in contact, the blood was cautious and did not dare to take people to follow him. He just stopped a long distance away from there. This time he performed quite well and was not directly noticed by Wang Mo. Then he saw the team of Desperate Hands appear, and Wang Mo actually waved the Desperate Hands in some unknown way.

Forty thieves were now sneaking in the jungle far away from the scene of the incident, and shocked light burst out in their eyes. Looking at the blue light rising from the sky in the distance, the light seemed to be crushing, constantly expanding and shrinking, causing harm to the players inside. In this case, it is almost impossible for anyone to survive!

"What did you say! He had a conflict with the Hand of Despair! He also killed the Hand of Despair?" Xingyun, who was preparing to level up in the Kingdom of Sisr, suddenly stopped and asked in a private chat with some disbelief.

"Well, he used a very powerful spell. He seemed to have used mirroring to trick Death and the others, and won time for the spell, and then used that spell to throw it directly into the position of the hand of despair. Now the spell has not disappeared yet, I guess no one can survive." Thorny blood looked at the violent arcane in the distance and said with lingering fear.

"How could the team of Desperate Hands suddenly appear there? What did that mage fight with Desperate Hands!" Xingyun's breathing became rapid. If this matter was true, then the matter would be completely beyond his control.

"I saw the warrior that Desperate Hand had been chasing before. The mage seemed to take the initiative to attack Desperate Hand just to cover the warrior's escape," Thunder Blood thought for a while and said, "I sent two thieves into the jungle to follow the warrior, but they were all killed after being discovered."

Xingyun fell silent. He could see that the magic melody was not an ordinary master, but he didn't expect that this guy would be so powerful. It was the most elite group of Desperate Hands. It was so simple that he was killed by all magic melody and spells. If he was not lucky, even Death Gray himself could not escape the disaster!

Now the Hand of Despair is probably going to completely oppose the magic melody. As an ally of the Hand of Despair, Fallen Xingchen certainly cannot break with the Hand of Despair for a lone master. In other words, in the end, this powerful mage will still stand against Fallen Xingchen!

After Xingyun knew that the magic melody and the Cross Rose had some connection, he was careful not to cause the fallen star to have conflicts and conflicts with him. Unexpectedly, he would still have to face him in the end.

But how could he know that as an ally of the Dragon Sword, even if he didn't go to trouble Wang Mo, Wang Mo would come to him sooner or later with his arcane skills. Falling stars are inevitable!

"Damn it." Xingyun bit his teeth, and a fierce light burst out in his eyes, as if he had made a decision.

"Since the conflict has already happened, there is nothing we can do. Just learn from the Hand of Despair and kill him in the cradle while he has not reached his peak!" Xingyun gritted his teeth and said to the Bloody Blood, "You will take the thief group and cooperate with the remaining personnel of the Hand of Despair to kill the mage and the warrior. I will send someone to the temple to block the door."

"Okay!" The blood-thorned man far away in the fairy forest nodded excitedly. The hatred between him and Wang Mo has been around for a long time. At this time, the boss gave the order. Thirty or forty thieves followed his command. How could they be afraid of Wang Mo anymore!

Blood-thorn greeted the team channel, then pulled out the two daggers first, and hunched over and touched Wang Mo.

At this time, Wang Mo stood by the jungle, staring at the arcane light that was gradually fading away in the distance. In his impression, many thieves and hunters had crawled into the jungle before, which means that the arcane judgment should not have killed everyone, and he still had a big battle to fight.

"Brother, you made the movement just now!" Jianbu Hero Aragorn said on the team channel. Obviously, he was shocked by that moment, with a strong sense of horror in his tone.

"Of course." Wang Mo smiled, "You escape from the Fairy Forest and find a place to rest for a while, I'll solve it here."

After closing the team channel, Wang Mo turned around and continued to look at the position of the desperate hand.

Looking at the arcane light that was spinning and squeezing wildly in the distance, Wang Mo suddenly thought of the cowardice of his previous life. At that time, there was no ordinary medium-sized guild like now. However, now he easily played with the desperate hand of one of the three major human guilds in his palms. Even if it was just a team of the other party, it was not easy.

Looking at the white lights rising in the blue light and feeling the strong wind blowing on his face, a burst of blood suddenly surged in Wang Mo's heart, surging to his chest, and he held the nanmu staff tightly.

Come on! Hand of Desperation, use you as my first stepping stone after rebirth and kill you all!

A light green light appeared on Wang Mo's body, supporting the magic shield. He sang slightly, and then supported a protective arrow barrier. With the stone skin technique, three layers of guardian body, the despaired hand could not shake him at all!

Even if it is a head-on battle, even if it is a mage! Who is afraid of whom!

The light of Arcane Trial gradually dissipated, and the last trace of light blue fluorescence gradually dissipated, revealing the scene after Arcane Trial bombing - a large pit that was neither deep nor shallow had been cracked on the forest path, with a diameter of thirty or forty feet. The surrounding jungle and trees were torn to pieces by the violent Arcane, and there was still smoke of smoke.

There are no people in this land that seems to have been bombed by artillery shells. Arcane Trial has its own binding effect and cannot escape after being shrouded. The level of skills such as Shadow Cloak or Holy Shield is too low to resist the bombardment of Arcane Trial.

At this moment, large clusters of black fog emerged from the void in front of Wang Mo. The black fog gradually spread out, and finally condensed into a human form in front of him, turning into a player in gray robe.

Death is dark! Wang Mo rubbed his fingers with the handle of the wooden staff, and looked at the Death is dark where he was standing there in the distance with the staff. He did not expect that this guy was not dead.

Death in the previous life, as the president of the Hand of Desperation, joined the Dragon Sword after the desperation of the Hand of Desperation, and also received high-standard treatment. The reason is no different, because he himself is the 39th expert on the Heavenly List, and he is the hidden and advanced professional hand of the undead.

The moment when Death Darkness regained freedom, he immediately looked around. He used the phase displacement skill at the critical moment to teleport his body to the alien plane before he escaped.

Except for the thieves and hunters who entered the jungle to chase the mirror, the desperate hand has all been killed!

"Very good, mage." Death looked around, looked at the team interface again, then looked up at Wang Mo, and the eyes under the hood showed a strong sense of coldness. "In so many games in the Federation, no one dared to face the hands of despair alone. This was the first time that he was beaten like this by one."

Wang Mo shrugged without comment, as if he didn't feel the biting chill in the dark words of death.

"However, if you get into the Desperate Hand Guild, you must be prepared to pay the price of bleeding. No matter whether you and Aragon are in the same group, you will definitely die today. Even if you can escape today, Desperate Hand will completely destroy you, as long as you are still in Carlando!" Death's grey angry voice gradually increased, and at the end he directly raised the staff in his hand-

"No matter who you are, I will let you live in Carlando in peace!"

The gray gray cloak of death suddenly opened, and the ghosts screaming and howling came out of the cloak, turning into dark lights and shadows, hovering and flying in the air, wandering straight towards Wang Mo!

Three arrows suddenly tore the air and shot towards Wang Mo. Dingding disappeared into the protective arrow barrier one after another. Wang Mo looked at the flying undead and felt the increasingly depressing environment. Suddenly, he took a step forward, and the tip of the staff suddenly exploded with a circle of black ripples, pushing out all the wailing ghosts!

Expel the undead creatures!

Death Gray was instantly hit by the black ripples. He groaned like a heavy blow and couldn't help but take a few steps back. Although he was not a pure undead physique, he had already begun to be affected!

The whirlwind brought about by expelling the undead creatures opened the dark hood of death and gradually slid down. His eyes filled with mist looked at Wang Mo, and suddenly his whole body was shocked.

Wang Mo's eyes had already shined with black light, and the charming undead creatures gradually began to take effect. Death's dark fingers moved unnaturally, and Wang Mo gradually took over the control of his body.

After completely defeating the control of Death Gray himself, Wang Mo directly escaped from his body. After the effect of charming the undead creatures was over, Death Gray was still in a short trance state, and Wang Mo had already raised his staff-

Arcane missiles! Arcane arrows!

Two spells shot away one after another, and a thick black mist automatically surged out of the body of Death Gray, blocking the Arcane missile. However, after the black mist dissipated, the Arcane arrow directly penetrated the body of Death Gray.

-134!

The dark corpse of death was carried by the huge inertia and couldn't help but take a few steps back, then the black mist suddenly burst out from the sky, and the body dissipated, turning into a transparent soul that soared into the sky.

The 39th master on the Tianlist in the previous life was played with by Wang Mo until he died!

Wang Mo is afraid that even if he has to play a few moves with him, he must be the top 20 masters on the Tianlist. Thirty-nine is too far behind!

Wang Mo turned on the arcane vision, and thieves instantly appeared on the retina. They touched it out of the jungle in the distance and sneaked towards Wang Mo. However, at this moment, Wang Mo suddenly looked to the side and saw a dense crowd of thieves appearing on the retina.

These people are not a piece of desperate hand!

Before Wang Mo could react, a biting chill suddenly came from behind, and the cold blade arrived in the blink of an eye! A bloody figure emerged from behind, with a solemn and excited expression on his face, stabbing his magic shield with a knife!

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(This chapter is over, well, I suddenly want to say something, I hope everyone can read it patiently.)

(This should be considered the first strictly ** of this book, of course not a big **. This time ** will not last long, but it will not end soon. I will have to write about seven or eight chapters. It may take about ten chapters more. Of course, these ten chapters will not be addicted to the fight. The plot has not changed at all. You can wait and see this point.)

(I believe everyone has seen the battle scenes I have described, and I can see that the ghost's descriptions of the characters' movements, expressions and skills are very detailed. Let's not talk about pve. I have improved it. However, for pvp, I think it is better to use more detailed effects to describe it more passionately and more powerfully. So I also hope that everyone will not talk about ghosting and dragging the number of words or plots. I personally think that writing this way is indeed much more vivid than writing in general. Of course, some people will definitely think that I am long-winded... I will try to streamline it without affecting the effect. This is the style of ghosting, which means it hurts.)

(This book will be appropriately incorporated into Western magic styles, and of course it will not be completely immersed in role-playing like the players in Canaan's Heart... It is still based on the perspective of normal players, and Western magic style is just an embellishment.)

(Today I saw a book friend in the book review area questioning the reality of the conversation between players, thinking that Yan Jin was too arrogant and Aragon was too unrestrained, and Aragon was too unrestrained like a player. Uh, all I can say is that Yan Jin was that personality. Those who know his strength knew that he was really awesome. Those who don’t know would hate him. Although they feel good about themselves, they have this capital. As for Aragon, please note that he is Western, not Eastern, and I still didn’t deliberately imitate the way of speaking, which would make readers very uncomfortable. It’s just that when Aragon returned to his heart, the sentence "My sword will always point forward for you" was too Western. However, it seems that foreigners nowadays still say similar styles. Uh, this kind of thing will not be much anyway.)

(In addition, I personally don’t like a mage who charges like a warrior. He can still fight against all sides when he encounters a group of people head-on. It’s too fake and perverted, so I still tend to use various magic tricks to play with them, hehe, play them to death!)

(I am hungry again, why do I always get hungry when I write... I ask for a recommendation vote first, and then go to cook noodles...)
Chapter completed!