I made the Dragon God in the game.

Chapter 420 Attack
"Ding, ding, ding, please pay attention. A large elemental fluctuation has been detected. It seems to be the effect of a spell."

The mechanical prompt sound kept ringing in his ears, and Joel asked but received no response.

This is merely a mechanical prompt from the magic circle sensing the fluctuations of specific elements. It has no intelligence and is even less likely to respond.

Joel only asked once, then turned his head to look in the direction of the projection in the armor and spoke at the same time.

"Be careful, someone is casting a spell over there!"

After saying this, Joel turned and ran. The power given to him by the armor made him burst out instantly.

Although he didn't know whether the warning was accurate, although he didn't know whether the target of the spell was him, although he didn't know what the situation was.

But Joel understood that there would be nothing wrong with running first.

At the same time, Joel also developed a strong curiosity about this armor.

A piece of armor could actually give him master-level power, have such magical effects, and could even automatically detect attacks.

How is this made?

Is this the legendary spell?

Joel's heart was beating fast, but his brain was cold and clear. In a flash, he arrived in front of a huge rock and fell behind it.

This group of mercenaries started running almost the moment they heard Joel's warning.

Although they didn't know whether it was true or not, and although they didn't know what had happened, their vigilance was still quite high.

For them, even a prank doesn't matter.

Vigilance and over-vigilance are no joke for mercenaries roaming the wilderness.

This is fate!
But it was too late, an old voice sounded.

"Death Swamp!"

The moment the words were spoken, a gray light appeared out of nowhere and landed on the ground beneath their feet.

Then, from the direction where the voice came from, an old figure wearing a gray robe and holding a long-handled round-headed staff appeared in front of everyone.

The moment the gray light landed under their feet, a bright red light swept across the ground, and the ground instantly turned gray, and all the weeds and shrubs in the area lost their vitality.

At the same time, the land quickly became soft.

Streams of water gushed out, and the ground beneath their feet turned into a swamp in the blink of an eye.

In the middle of the swamp, a few bubbles would pop out from time to time. When the bubbles burst, wisps of deathly air would rise up.

Although Joel reminded them, the spell was too fast and more than half of the mercenaries still fell into the swamp.

They struggled violently in the swamp, but the more they struggled, the deeper they sank.

During this process, wisps of deathly air from the swamp merged into their bodies, and skeletal arms covered in mud grabbed them and pulled them down.

But in the blink of an eye, all the mercenaries trapped in the Death Swamp died, without exception.

After they fell in, only the gray swamp was left, with a bubble rising from time to time.

The few people who managed to escape suddenly widened their eyes, and unprecedented fear surged in their hearts.

Looking at the old man in gray robe, sweat dripped down his forehead, and he dared not move at all.

They felt that they were completely unlocked, and if they dared to move, they would be struck by thunder immediately!

"Finally found you."

The old voice rang in everyone's ears, and the sound like nails on a blackboard made everyone shudder.

The old man in gray robe opened his cloudy eyes and looked around at the group of ants, then frowned slightly.

"Hmm?" "Where's the wild bear?"

When the old man saw that he didn't see the wild bear, a hint of anger appeared in his tone, and the elemental forces around him became violent because of his emotions.

Obviously, this is a master!

Everyone's scalp began to feel numb.

Master professional!
He is also a master-level professional in the magic system. Even if ordinary magic systems are not as good as mages who can directly jump one level to fight, among the same level, magic systems are still extremely powerful and extremely difficult to deal with.

Everyone couldn't help but despair, and at this moment, a man in armor holding a long sword suddenly rushed towards the gray-robed old man.

"Interesting things are waiting for you."

The old man in gray robe smiled, and his wrinkled face looked extremely ugly.

But this does not affect its fast casting at all!
The magic circle flickered, and gray-white light shot out one after another.

A vine fell in front of the armor and turned into a vine. The vine spread quickly, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a huge twisted vine, which instantly wrapped around the armor.

One beam shot directly at the armor, and the last beam turned into a gray shield covering the gray-robed old man himself.

"Ding, a master-level attack spell is discovered, activate the shield."

"Ding, a master-level control spell has been discovered. The evacuation route has been marked, and the breakthrough route has been marked."

Joel looked ahead. In the armor projection field that only he could see, arrows marked two routes and the attack route of the long sword in his hand.

Joel didn't hesitate. He took a deep breath and jumped up. The dragon wings behind him condensed into shape and he leaped out dozens of meters in an instant.

At the same time, a sound came from inside the armor.

"Automatic escape mode has been activated. Please relax your body and give up control."

The armor that was so aggressive just now ran away in an instant, and the gray-robed old man who released man-eating vines and shields in a row was stunned.

A hint of astonishment flashed in his cloudy eyes, and in a moment of distraction, the armor ran a long distance away, its escape speed far exceeding his flying speed.

Not only him, but the remaining mercenaries were also dumbfounded. Just now they had a glimmer of hope in their hearts, but...
Joel didn't care what others thought, he remained expressionless inside the armor.

He now had only one thought.
Be good, don't seek revenge, just live!

This was the last instruction given to him by his deceased parents and relatives.

Live!
The armor was completely moved away with a whistling sound, and the old man in gray robe was looking at the Thunder Valley in front of him, and a sharp voice rang out.

"Going in?"

"Barbarian Bear, you can't run away. You can never, ever run away."

The faint voice echoed, like a curse, and like a horrible fate!

Beside the grey-robed old man, the remaining three men were already covered in wounds and half dead, with even death energy gradually forming in their bodies.

The old man looked at them with his cloudy eyes, and the next moment a strange and low spell sounded from his mouth. An evil spirit surged from the staff towards the three people and towards the Death Swamp.

Not long after, all the mercenaries reappeared at the same place. They stared blankly ahead with dull eyes, and a peculiar stench of rotting corpses emanated faintly from beneath their seemingly rosy skin.

After a while, the mercenary gradually returned to normal, his eyes focused, and he began to speak.

However, what they said was completely irrelevant. Everyone said something different, and it started to repeat itself after a while, just like playing a recording.

But from a distance, there seemed to be no problem.

The gray-robed old man looked at the mercenaries with cloudy eyes and revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Then, he, the vines, and the death swamp all disappeared without a trace.
(End of this chapter)