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"Captain..."

"Boss..."

Weston couldn't help them looking for help.

"I can't kill this guy by myself, but only by killing it can we survive. Now let's all show what cards you have!"

After finishing speaking, Weston first took out the Bone Flower in his pocket.

Luka also took out a bunch of potions from her backpack, which was originally intended to take advantage of Weston and others when they were tired from fighting, but now this idea can only be thought about.

"I have a prop, which the master bought from the Istar family in the night street. It can temporarily increase the basic value!" Kebin took out a hammer-shaped crystal prop.

Wanbao mallet?

Weston glanced at it, and the Wanbao Mallet should be the magic of the imprisoned trainee prostitute Sanjono Haruhime, the magic that directly raises the level of a single person against the sky.

This may be an accessory magic item extracted from Sanjono Haruhime's Manamulet magic.

A key item that can change the tide of battle.

"What about you?" Weston's eyes turned to Bell, who had been following them to make soy sauce, with a strange feeling in his heart.

Now these props seem to be a bit of a coincidence, and the Goblin Emperor seems to have fought fiercely with people. Isn't this TM a must for the author to set up the protagonist's leapfrog battle in the novel?

The previous views, and now see that these have been denied by Weston.

If you can't do it yourself, this group of people is actually used as a sacrifice to make Bell stronger.

Thinking about it carefully, I and others tried their best to die, the Goblin Emperor was injured more and more, and finally the angry Bell used the Wanbao mallet to kill the Goblin Emperor with great power...

It's really possible for your boss to do such a thing, isn't it?

"I, I have this..." Bell gave shyly and took out a bottle of stamina recovery potion that was special at 100 per bottle in the store.

"I have a pain-removing scroll, isn't that useful?" Yorick pulled out a piece of parchment.

Silently glanced at the others, and most of them were responses.

"Give me this scroll, okay?" Weston asked Yorick.

Yorick looked puzzled, but handed Weston the pain-removing magic scroll.

"Hey, the kid over there! Since we discussed to kill this guy, let's cooperate!" Ned shouted in the distance.

"He's right. At this time, there is a greater chance of killing this guy with cooperation. Let's go there." Weston jumped first, followed by Bell and others who also came to this side.

When I came to the side of Ned and the others, I could see their faces clearly. In addition to the blue-haired magician, there was a red-haired youth with a big sword on his back, a dying supporter.

"Use this first." Seeing the look of Weston and others, the supporter threw a scroll.

A magic circle formed by a group of magic words enveloped everyone's body, and a light feeling swept their hearts.

The suffocation disappeared.

"This is the scroll of wind magic, but it can only last for ten minutes. But it's just right, if you haven't defeated it in ten minutes, then everyone can only die together." The supporter showed a wry smile.

"What do you mean?" Weston asked suspiciously.

"This is actually a guess of mine. The last time the Goblin Emperor released magic was ten minutes before you came. It had been used once, and it went off again this time."

"Before?" Weston continued.

The supporter shook his head: "No. But obviously its magic is not released without interruption, otherwise when we imprisoned it, it would have been used on us long ago."

"What ten minutes is really boring. The magic scroll that imprisoned it can last for less than ten minutes. Once it gets out of trouble, no one here can fight it with their bodies, and you probably don't want to become a puddle of meat. Hurry up and start the fight for me. Come on!" Ned snorted impatiently and rushed forward first.

"That's right, if you have a hole card, use it quickly!" Weston smiled while looking at his back, and swallowed the Bone Flower into his mouth.

Soon, a swollen feeling came from the bones of the body, and a crackling sound came from Weston's body.

Infinite power swept the whole body, Weston couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and at the same time, a tingling sensation like needles followed.

Weston's face quickly paled.

"Hey, don't drop the chain for me at a critical moment." The red-haired swordsman couldn't help but complained when he saw his face change. This group of teenagers is obviously dominated by this guy. A rookie who is 'somewhat capable' can immediately turn into a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers.

"It's okay!" Weston waved his hand, and then said to the three magicians of the fireball god sect around Yorick: "You guys try to release the magic first."

"Yes!"

The three of Yorick waved their wands, and the flame elements immediately gathered towards them, forming three fireballs that swept toward the Goblin Emperor.

Bang bang bang!

Three consecutive bangs struck the Goblin Emperor, who remained motionless, but hot white smoke was still coming out of his burning skin.

The Goblin Emperor immediately let out a roar, especially the elephant-head masked humans who had already rushed in front of him.

"Like a gun!"

Ned roared, his arm suddenly bulged and doubled in size, and the blue veins visibly twisted on his arm like earthworms.

"Monster, die for me!"

boom!

A heavy fist like a spear pierced the air and hit the Goblin Emperor's shoulder, causing the entire standing body to tremble slightly.