Fairy’s Box

"Come on!"

Thor's figure suddenly jumped, and rushed directly from the edge of the lake to the pontoon bridge. The spear held in his right hand swept along with the figure, and his grudge suddenly wrapped around the tip of the spear, shooting towards the pale giant face in the air.

"Stupid mortal!"

Gorivis suddenly exhaled, and rushed into the air as if he had no weight. Anger appeared on his pale face, and a whirlwind mixed with terrifying cold air poured out.

"Shield Shield!"

The dozen or so mages on the pontoon cooperated to hold up a light shield and protect the archers behind them. When the whirlwind weakened and disappeared, they suddenly stood up and shot arrows that had been poised for a long time.

More than 20 clusters of red light lit up on the lake. With the flickering of the light, arrows of flying arrows entwined with flames shot into the air, and the dense shock wave mixed with the high-temperature airflow spread out, causing Gorivis to rush to and fro.

"go to hell!"

The skinny pale face opened his mouth and spit out a gray beam of light, which directly slammed into the mages on the pontoon bridge. A row of soldiers behind him immediately raised their shields and moved forward, and they were immediately blown into the lake by the beam of light.

Although a five-foot lake cannot drown a person, it has a special meaning in this training ground, that is, the death zone.

"Damn, we've been bombed into the death zone again, I've died seventeen times."

"I've done this for the twentieth time."

"Just hope they win this time."

The mercenaries who were soaked in soup stood up one by one and looked at the pontoon with a sad heart. Although there were many of them, the battle situation was still not good, and it might be another group destruction.

"Fire cover!"

With a loud roar, Wayne rushed to the pontoon side by side with Hill, and the flames swept into the sky, blasting one after another in mid-air. The high-temperature airflow created made Gorevis unsteady and swirled.

"Beat the boss! Divide the equipment!"

In the roaring and screaming, the mercenaries rushed forward frantically. With the beams of light and air-conditioning storms coming from the servants, the figures fell into the lake like dumplings, and then quickly got out of the water and began to interact with each other. Accusation and scolding:

"Are the people of the sharp sword mercenary group lacking in their brains? I don't know how to rush in waves. We will rush to you too. In the end, there is no way to retreat. This time the group's destruction is entirely up to them!"

"You guys from the Flame Mercenary Corps are shameless! What can a bunch of rookies who are just entering the second rank can do? Although our regiment leader has no battle marks, it is also a solid third rank. Of course, we should rush first!"

"Bah! The sharp sword mercenary group is shit!"

"Bah, bah, bah! The flame mercenary regiments are all rice buckets!"

There was soon a torturous battle in the lake, but due to Glamorgan's rules, no one dared to do it, and those who dared to do it are now out.

The battle on the pontoon continues.

"Go to death!"

Gorivis took a deep breath, his skinny and pale face swelled twice in an instant, and after hitting a few spears entwined with vindictive aura, he suddenly spewed out a cloud of extremely whirling white frost, hitting the pontoon on the lake. past.

"Pay attention to protection!"

Several old mercenaries shouted in the chaotic crowd, and many warriors who focused on defense rushed forward and assembled their shields to form an iron wall.

"Fight the boss! Divide the equipment!"

"Fight the boss! Divide the equipment!"

"Fight the boss! Divide the equipment!"

In this slogan without any features, but full of the most simple wishes of the mercenaries, they carried the frost storm and continued to advance, and a series of jingles sounded on the surface of the shield.

The silhouettes of the archers curled up behind them, grabbing the surface of the pontoon with their fingers, squirming forward a little bit, and after lifting up from time to time, they let out bursts of hoarse roars:

"Fight the boss! Divide the equipment!"

"You greedy mortals, return my treasure!"

Gorivis listened to their slogans, and in a trance, he remembered the treasure he buried at the bottom of the lake. Although he had no heart, he could still experience the heart-piercing pain.

"call--!"

The thin giant face took a deep breath, and it inflated like a swollen balloon. The huge shadow quickly covered a quarter of the lake surface, and then opened its mouth and sprayed a gray beam of light the thickness of a pontoon.

boom--!

The whistling sound spread in the space, and the entire lake seemed to be overturned with this sound. The beam of light swept through the space, then shattered the shield, and knocked the bodies of the mercenaries into the air. dead zone.

"Fight it!"

The archers knew that if they hit this, they would die sooner or later, so they no longer bothered to look for cover, and shot frantically. Several gaps were pierced.

"You can't get anything from me!"

In the furious roar of Gorivis, he was directly wrapped in a powerful icy storm and swept towards the archers below.

"We'll be back!"

"Brothers, avenge us!"

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!"

In a roar full of resentment, the archers were directly caught by the storm, lost their cover and unable to move due to the terrain, and fell into the frozen lake without any resistance.

...

The only survivor on the pontoon, Wayne and Hill looked at each other with a helpless, wry smile.

Even if you say so, there is nothing we can do.

"Don't give up!"

Thor jumped out of the water, his face was blue from freezing, and he was still shivering to encourage the two: "It has finished its ultimate move now, it is the weakest time, come on! The two of you will definitely be the saviors of this battle. !"

"Okay! Let's fight it!" Wien gritted his teeth, burned the vindictive energy in his body to the limit, and yelled at his partner beside him:

"Hill! High-altitude hurricane!"

"learn!"

The opponent immediately abandoned the sword, and suddenly fell to the ground with a backflip, with his back against the pontoon, grabbing the ground with both hands, and kicking his legs into the sky suddenly.

"Kill the boss! Divide the equipment!"

Wayne let out a loud howl, and instantly jumped to the position where his companion was lying down, his legs jumped suddenly, just using the power of the opponent's kick to rush into the air.

"Damn humans!"

There was a hint of fear on Gorivis' skinny face. It had just used up all its strength, and now it is indeed the weakest time, and it has no strength to move.

"Die!"

His body jumped up, like a flying swallow pounced on the clouds, the spear in his hand stabbed out, and blasted into the air with the vindictive energy.

Gorivis struggled and tried to escape, but with a roar of the spear, the cold aura of this evil spirit solidified in the space!

boom--!

With the streamer of the explosion, more than a dozen evil spirit gold coins fell from the sky.

Hill happened to catch one of them, and saw that the front of the gold coin was the head of Gorivis, and the back was its famous quote - you can't get anything from me!