Ryan raised his head and looked around. The stands were filled with excited spectators. Under the bright sunshine, they kept waving various things in their hands and shouting the names of Faras and others. It seemed that his own The team is quite popular.
Although the game was about to start, Ryan was very calm. He stretched lazily and carefully savored the warm feeling of the sun shining on his body. His relaxed look also infected everyone. Teammate Alina whispered behind Faras: "We have Ryan, how can we lose?"
Alina's innocent words made Faras burst into laughter. Faras turned around lovingly and gently stroked Alina's hair. After whispering a few words to Alina, Faras turned around again and looked at her close lover beside her with an expression of love and admiration.
Faras and Simeone have studied together for many years, and naturally they are very aware of the strength of the five players in Simeone's team. Farasi thought to himself: "If we hadn't met Ryan this time, or this game would have been the last game for Farasi's team. But now, not only did his team easily win two games, even if they met five people with only the strength of Even though I was almost an intermediate magician, I seemed to be able to do it with ease. All this happened because I got the favor of the God of Wisdom and met Ryan. I still clearly remember that it was a very ordinary morning. That day, The four of them walked into the mercenary guild in Alpha City, gave a tough lesson to a few annoying guys, and then... "
Farasi suddenly realized that she was a little distracted. She took a few deep breaths and suppressed the memories that kept popping up in her mind. The game was about to start, and now was not the time to think about these things.
Behind Faras and next to Alina, Red closed his eyes and knelt on the ground. Bathed in the bright sunshine, he prayed devoutly to the Lord God he believed in.
Although Red is usually informal and even has the style of a noble playboy, he is actually very pious in his heart. Otherwise, how could he become a disciple of Archbishop Ibell of the Church of Light.
Only Alando was like a stone statue, standing there motionless. Only the occasional flash of light in his eyes showed that he was ready.
The entire Leisi team was very relaxed, as if they were on the outskirts of the imperial capital and were about to enjoy a sumptuous lunch.
On the other side of the game, Simeone's team was facing a formidable enemy. They stood in the positions they had practiced in advance. Baker Bruce and Buck Kemp even had a magic scroll in their hands. As long as the game Release as soon as you start.
Simeone looked at his opponents on the other side of the field with a serious face, and he shouted loudly: "Everyone, get ready, the game will start soon. We have to do our part individually as we have rehearsed in advance. "
Simeone's teammates nodded and focused on their assigned opponents. Karl's hands were even trembling slightly.
In their prior preparations, they believed that Farasi's Leisi team was both offensive and defensive, while their own team focused on attack. After all, having five intermediate magicians in a team is a very luxury, even for many medium-sized mercenary groups with hundreds of people. Not necessarily, but the shortcomings of the team containing magicians are also very prominent, that is, the lack of rear support from priests and frontline suppression from warriors, which is not conducive to a protracted battle. If the two sides enter a stalemate and consumption stage, it will be greatly detrimental to one's own side.
To this end, the tactical idea of Simone's team is to use the magic scroll to quickly cast spells at the beginning, use the first wave of magic to suppress the opponent's approach, and then separate two people to use magic to suppress the opponent's warriors and thieves, while Simone, Karl and Baker use The continuous magic attacks the opponent with powerful blows.
Simone estimated that if everything went well, it would only take about five rounds of magic strikes to render the priest Red and the mage Farasi in the Raith team incapable of fighting, and the remaining few would not be a problem.
The performance of both sides of the game was clearly seen by Kailimu and others sitting in the noble box. Kailimu shook his head and said: "The winner has been decided, there is nothing to watch."
Rukani asked strangely: "Brother Kailimu, do you know the result of this game before it starts?"
Before Kailimu could answer, he heard a long and thick horn sound, and the game officially began.
The moment the horn sounded, Allendo suddenly raised his neck and roared, turning into a white wind wolf. The audience in the stands suddenly screamed in terror, and some people even started to look out of the field and flee.
Allendo didn't care about the commotion caused by his transformation. He only had eyes for the five magicians opposite him. Allendo bent his legs slightly, then pushed hard on the ground and rushed towards Simeone with all his strength. Behind him, there was even a long series of phantoms.
Simone and others were also frightened by Alando's transformation, but after all, they had studied at the Royal Academy of Magic for many years and knew something about Druid transformation. Simone made a prompt decision and aimed the magic scroll in his hand at He saw Alan Duo, who was flying towards him.
Simone began to read the magic spells on the scroll quickly. This is a fireball scroll. It only takes him one-third of the time to release the fireball to release a magic that is two-thirds as powerful as the normal fireball at the cost of consuming the magic power contained in the scroll.
Simeone believes that he can definitely complete the magic before Allen Dolfa gets close to him, forcing him to defend, so that he can continue his direct plan before the game.
Unexpectedly, when there were seven magic spells left, Simone felt a weak magic wave. He looked out of the corner of his eyes and found that a magic missile was flying towards him at high speed. Simone was shocked, and his body subconsciously Fall backwards.
After all, Simone is just a magician. No matter how flexible his movements are, how can he compare to a well-trained warrior. As soon as his body moved, the magic missile hit the scroll in Simeone's hand. The powerful impact penetrated the fireball scroll and hit Simeone's chest.
Simone groaned and stepped back involuntarily. He staggered back a few steps and barely managed to stand still.
Simone knew that the magician's robe he was wearing today helped him block this magic, otherwise he might have been knocked down. Simone didn't care to check his injuries. He immediately took out a lightning scroll from his body and prepared to fight back.
But before Simone could open the scroll, he heard the exclamation from Baker standing next to him: "Be careful, Simone!"
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