High-level marksman is the nemesis of all spellcasters!
Many veteran wizards have repeatedly emphasized this point in their witchcraft notebooks, but Greem has always regarded it as a special case of "being bitten by a snake once and fearing well ropes for ten years", and never really paid attention to it.
After all, there has never been such a powerful and high-level shooter in the wizarding world.
Therefore, when the six elven sharpshooters suddenly turned into firepower turrets and poured magic burst arrows at him and the terrifying Balrog at a speed like a storm, Greem was blown to pieces and his scalp was numb.
Supported by such a terrifying rate of fire, the magic burst arrow with an average power of only 40 to 50 degrees has become a big killer, constantly stacking damage to two or three hundred degrees. Moreover, this terrifying and continuous damage was concentrated in a small area less than one meter in radius.
As a result, the lava shields that Greem and the terrifying Balrog had strenuously propped up were often exploded by the enemy in less than 3 seconds!
Fortunately, Greem still has a powerful bodyguard who is not afraid of low-intensity physical damage.
Seeing the critical situation, Tigule drove the Goblin Ripper to a mechanical charge and came to Greem, using his huge and sturdy body to block the enemy's attack.
All of Goblin Ripper's attacks are instant, so the violent explosion will not interrupt the attack preparation in the hand. The goblin ripper wielded four metal mechanical arms, frantically firing energy bombs around, and those dense magic bursting arrows were detonated by the energy shock wave before they were halfway through.
And the metal carapace on the back of the Goblin Ripper cracked, and from the inside... Twelve goblin rockets rose up. The short, cigar-like goblin rocket tail sprayed orange energy flames, squeaking like fishes and pounced on the six goblin shooters.
Such a long-range attack is simply a child's play for elf marksmen, and it is not much more difficult than shooting a fixed target. So several elf sharpshooters raised their slender hands lightly, their bowstrings vibrated, and the magic burst arrows shot down all the roaring goblin rockets.
But in this way, their suppression of the two terrifying Balrog's firepower became minimal.
As a result, Greem and the Balrog, who had freed their hands, roared, and once again teamed up to summon a large-scale flame storm that swept across the area where the elves were.
They have already mastered it, and no longer engage in witchcraft that require continuous guidance or are easily intercepted, but have changed to this large-scale flame witchcraft. This kind of flame storm with only 180 degrees of fire damage may not be powerful enough to deal with druids, but it is enough to deal with weak elf marksmen!
For this kind of large-scale flame witchcraft that cannot be intercepted and destroyed at all, the elves are completely helpless. They can only dodge one after another to avoid the area where the flame storm's power is most concentrated.
Invisibly, the battle formation formed by the elf sharpshooters was much looser and more slack than before.
Watching the timing, Greem waved his hand without hesitation, and a dozen lava dogs spewing red flames crawled out from the fire pool under their feet. Each of them has the size of a liger, and their bodies are completely made of hard lava and semi-molten magma.
Although most of their bodies are composed of hard lava, they don't give people the feeling of bulkiness and sluggishness at all. They stepped on the metal deck, and flew across the metal cabins, quickly approaching the scattered elves.
Under normal circumstances, the summoned lava dogs only have quasi-witch-level strength. But since Greem has chosen to specialize in fire, he has a powerful power far beyond that of ordinary wizards in any fire witchcraft.
These lava dogs all have wizard-level basic strength!
It's a pity that on today's battlefield, even wizard-level creatures can't change anything, and can only be used as cannon fodder to restrain the opponent's attack.
Fifteen lava dogs rushed up and only supported 49 fingers before being wiped out by the opponent like chopping melons and vegetables.
At this time, another large-scale flame witchcraft jointly inspired by Greem and the terrifying Balrog was coming to an end.
Gate of Flame!
As a flame gate purely condensed from the surrounding flames was formed in front of the two Balrogs, a large number of fire elemental creatures emerged from the crimson light gate and rushed towards the elves with their heads buried.
Fire boy, fire bird, fire crow, fire snake, salamander, fire spirit...
All kinds of strange flame creatures emerge in endlessly, but the most numerous are still low-level fire elements with a height of 2 meters and a vague human appearance. Although there are a large number of them, most of them have basic strength below that of intermediate apprentices, and very few of them have the strength of advanced apprentices.
In order to block the progress of the elves, Greem used the flame talisman to directly open a small passage to the Fire Elemental Plane, and summoned a huge number of fire elemental creatures from there.
After quick treatment, the two druid masters basically recovered their fighting ability, and most of the wounds on their bodies have healed. Therefore, when they saw the fire elements attacking from all over the mountains and plains, they raised their heads to the sky and roared, and transformed into terrifying ferocious monsters again, roaring and rushing into the enemy group.
Two powerful level 2 monsters faced a group of fire elements whose average level was no more than intermediate apprentices. The fighting posture was like a bull rushing into a watermelon field, trampling wantonly, rampaging, and destroying... The low-level fire elements were against them. It didn't pose any threat at all, but was smashed and trampled countless by the magical beasts they incarnated casually walking in the monster group.
If it wasn't for the Flame Gate to swell and spit out nearly a hundred fire elements every ten fingers, these little guys might not be able to withstand the crushing of two powerful monsters.
After the battle broke out, the elves in the rear also became eager to move.
The two weapon masters sneered, pulled out their elf swords and rushed into the reassembled magic weapon battle group. With the support of their powerful fighting spirit, the already extremely sharp elf swords became more and more invincible, and even the mechanical arm of the magic weapon, which was as thick as a stone pillar, could not stand up to the casual blow of the weapon master.
Even if the magic weapon group fought hard, they still couldn't resist the wanton slaughter of the two weapon masters.
And the silver Pegasus knight is the incarnation of the god of rapid death, riding a silver Pegasus coiled high above the deck. Once any witch showed his flaws, he would instantly transform into a silver light and dive down from high altitude.
If the witch locked by him didn't have a strong life-saving means, it would be almost impossible to escape from the sword of the Silver Pegasus Knight. Within two quarters of an hour of the battle, two dark witches, one dead and the other seriously injured, fell into his hands. And this obviously angered the second-order dark witch who was hiding in the dark.
Therefore, as the moonlight dimmed, the entire flight deck became dark and gloomy.
When the Silver Pegasus knight swooped down again to kill a dark witch, the shadow cast by the Silver Pegasus on the flight deck suddenly rose sharply, protruding from it a dozen black holes as thick as the mouth of a bowl. tentacle.
Terrible wriggling suckers grew on the black tentacles, and a sweep coil wrapped around the four hooves and flying wings of the silver Pegasus, and then suddenly tightened, intending to pull them into the shadow.
For the dark witches, the shadow world is their home field!
Fortunately, the Shadow Plane is a completely open world, never rejecting the entry of any foreign creatures, nor rejecting most of the Material Plane. That's why the dark witches can easily open an entrance to the shadow plane on the Faen plane.
However, that level 2 silver Pegasus knight was not incompetent, he was not flustered when he was attacked suddenly, the elven sword in his hand shone with brilliance, and cut off the black tentacles that were entangled with the silver pegasus one by one .
The broken black tentacles fell on the flight deck, twitching and twisting like a living thing.
Without the support of dark matter, they will soon be unable to maintain their stable form. With the rapid dissolution of the severed tentacles, the alloy deck under them was also eroded by the thick dark matter to form a huge pit.
Freed from the shackles of the black tentacles, the Silver Pegasus let out a long hiss and was about to flap its wings and fly into the sky again.
And the dark witch hiding in the shadows couldn't bear it anymore, a long body emerged from the inside, and waved at the silver flying horse that couldn't stop flapping its wings.
"Come down for me..."
As she shouted, a strange pure black chain slammed around the silver Pegasus again, and then a tension began to pull it down into the sky together with the elf knight on its back.
The huge black mist suddenly dispersed, enveloping the elf knight and the silver pegasus. Immediately afterwards, the elf knight shouted angrily and the explosion of fighting spirit came from inside. Although it was covered by fog, it still couldn't cover up the dazzling elemental brilliance when the fighting spirit broke out.
In the darkness, two figures of different heights rushed back and forth like lanterns, and the fight was indistinguishable.
Worried about the loss of the Silver Pegasus Knight, a weapon master rushed into the black mist wielding a sword.
As a result, the energy surge in the depths of the black mist became more violent!
In the middle of the deck, you can see Tier 2 powerhouses fighting almost everywhere, and the aftermath of their energy is often as high as one or two hundred degrees. For those Tier 1 witches or elves, this is already a very dangerous level!
Once the shields or protections on their bodies are scratched by the energy aftermath of the fierce battle of the strong, even if they are not dead, the protection will be lost. If he is targeted by an opponent of the same level at this time, it will almost be a certain death.
Therefore, those Tier 1 witches or elves avoided the central area of the deck, and fought together again in the edge area of the giant floating ship.
Toxins, curses, feathered arrows, long swords, knives, natural spells, wind witchcraft...
All the means that can be used have been taken out, and everything is for the purpose of quick killing. Both sides have almost put all their strength into it, vowing to crush their opponents.
In the midst of this chaotic fighting frenzy, Greem was fighting his opponent with all his might, while silently observing the abnormalities in the sky.
After all, there are still two Tier 3 powerhouses there.
And their victory or defeat is the only factor that determines the future direction of this battle!
As for the bravery and life and death on the deck, it is just an insignificant embellishment and background...
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