"Hey, who the hell is that girl? This is too abnormal."
Hongfan looked at the figure that summoned the wind of light in the distance, muttered in a low voice, and then cast a wide-area high-level spell, and now there is still enough energy to do it again.
"This is even more terrifying than President Roland." A student beside him also whispered, but the hands of several people did not stop, and the continuous arrows shot at each other like a drizzle. Unfortunately, under the influence of the wind of light, the power of these arrows is not as strong as before.
"Scarlet Spider Sting Formation!"
Seeing that the situation was not right, Hongfan had to come up with the battle formation technique he had prepared before. This was originally a tactic prepared for fighting the 'Black Veil' some time ago, but he didn't expect it to be used here now.
The 26 archers in natural sequence were arranged in a net-like formation. The first few columns knelt down on one knee and the last few columns stood. The remaining 8 Demon Sequence students in the team stood according to the positions they had rehearsed before. They were all from the former True Red Rose, and their strength was not bad.
Under the joint casting of these demon sequence students, a red mist emerged in the air, and then slowly absorbed and condensed to the tip of the arrow, dyed with a dangerous blushing.
While the group was preparing, the rest rushed out, wielding their sensitive rapiers and fighting against the remaining 'angels' of the opponent, in order to delay the time.
The blades clashed, and slender sparks swept across the blade. These agile swordsmen were like butterflies, constantly blocking the sight of the opposite, while dodging back and forth and attacking the remaining 'angels'.
Despite the blessing of the realm, it took nearly ten seconds for several 'angels' with extraordinary strength to break through the obstacles of these people, and then a patch of faint red stars appeared in front of them, like staring at enemy spiders at night Normal eyes.
The poisonous arrows blessed by these special spells are the results that Roland Hill developed based on their own abilities before. Although there is a huge gap compared to the original version, among ordinary extraordinary people, this set of spells can be said to be very excellent and practical when compared horizontally with spells of the same level.
Crimson arrows sprang out like poisonous thorns, like a streamer of light, fleetingly, and then pierced into the bodies of these 'angels', causing them to fall and exit the stage. Although it was in the field, its power was not as strong as before, but with the advantage of several times the number of people, the power of Temple Academy was finally exhausted, leaving only Roland Hill.
Looking at the familiar faces across from him, Roland Hill felt a little helpless.
It's really self-inflicted.
But who could have predicted the current situation, she put away the scepter in her hand, and a delicate white jade long sword gradually emerged in the air, Roland Hill held the hilt, the sword light slashed diagonally, and smashed several pieces. The poisoned arrows hit, but more crimson poisoned arrows streak across the night sky and crashed.
It seemed that she had to admit defeat this time, and the girl realized something. Although she could hold on for a while, the flag behind her was extremely fragile, and it might be difficult to preserve it in the rain of arrows.
But something unexpected happened.
Several faint blue beams of light shot out from the rear, shattering the rain of crimson arrows and hitting the enemy's line.
The girl looked back in surprise and saw a young man in ragged clothes struggling to stand up from the ruins. His fingers were pale and grim as he clenched his staff tightly. This was the current chief of the tower, Jack. Due to the sudden attack of the Walled College just now, several 'angels' did not have time to take a closer look, so they rushed back to help. The chief, under the cover of his companions, carefully escaped.
After the girl put away her staff, the field dissipated, and the golems present could use it again, so the salvo shot just now.
Does this mean joining forces? The golem did not attack the empty and fragile temple banner, but turned to the students in the fortress, and the hidden meaning conveyed in it made the girl can't help but guess.
But when you think about it, this is really a choice of the lesser of two evils. If Loren Hill quits the game, Jack will definitely lose in the face of so many students in the city alone, so it is better to save her first, so as to consume the opponent's strength.
So the girl took out her winged scepter again, waved it gently, and the pure wind of light rushed towards the opposite position.
This time, she did not expand the field, but it also weakened the strength of the opponent.
On Hongfan's side, after seeing Jack getting up, he also changed the focus of the fire, giving priority to attacking the only remaining mage in the field.
However, part of the arrow rain that was shot out was offset by the golem's beam of light, and part was blocked by the prism of light cast by Roland Hill. The two on the field supported each other, and under the weakening of Roland Hill, the strength that the Hongfan group could exert could only barely reach Sequence 5.
The more than 100 golems in the field continued to launch beam attacks, causing the opponent to continue to reduce their personnel until they finally dispersed and dodged. Afterwards, the silver-haired girl threw the Seal of Light Sword, immobilized the remaining few people, and then was set on fire by the golem.
As a result, there were only two contestants left in the field, and at the same time, the sky was getting brighter.
The distant sky appeared pale white, and the rest of the sky was pale red.
Jack and Lorraine Hill agreed a brief truce to clear the field and remove and heal the wounded students.
It's really not easy. The silver-haired girl sat on the broken stone in the ruins, watching the medical staff who came and went, constantly carrying away each contestant for treatment, and some pedestrians began to appear on the street.
After hearing about the fierce battle last night, students from other colleges also arrived slowly, looking at the devastated scene with surprise and curiosity.
"It's only one night, why is it completely different from yesterday afternoon." Many people sighed like this.
"Don't you know, I slept until midnight yesterday, and there were bursts of loud noises outside the dormitory. The night sky was reflected like the daytime. If it weren't for the restrictions of the dormitory, I would have crawled out to watch it."
"This year's competition is very unusual. I remember that the previous competitions were not so intense. Like this time, it was almost like a war. I saw those students who were seriously injured. It is estimated that it will take a few months to recover. I have seen this scene."
"Hey, wasn't it like this before? I thought it was so exciting every year." A student who just entered the second grade asked.
"How is that possible? There were various rules and balance restrictions before, and the teacher's care. It's like this time, it's almost killing people." A senior shook his head and looked at the bloodstains dragged from the ruins. said.
"But it's really exciting. If I go to the senior year in the future, I want to sign up too," said a bold freshman.
"In addition to being in school, where can you let go of a fight so easily."
"But it's just 'practice'. The real battlefield is not so gentle." A student of Bridge Pier Academy seemed to feel something.