Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 643: 645 teleport

Chapter 643 645. Teleportation

It was a breathtaking golden light.

The sacred and gentle golden light is undoubtedly a positive supernatural force.

Slightly different from the guarantee that Fringilla made to everyone.

After this seemingly extremely sharp golden light flashed, the continuous and surging tornado of flames was suddenly torn open with a vertical crack!

The magic power is cut off at this moment! The heat and strong wind were calculated by the airflow model long ago, and a gap was made with a shot of [Alder's Seal]!

A huge black shadow against a fiery red background!

It was like a flying sword rushing in with a whoosh!

Laris! Block it!

No! Somethings wrong!

Menno Kuhohns loud shout, and Fringillas belated scream as a reminder because her magic power was cut off appeared at the same time.

But it is obvious that Larris is not a genius who reacts quickly and decisively in combat. His combat abilities are all based on muscle memory of prior practice and long-term spell casting, and his decision-making for unexpected situations is a mess.

Facing the swift figure that lowered his body and swooped over, he subconsciously chose the tactics that were quite effective in the last battle.

The fireball technique condensed from his hands that were already releasing flames, and flew towards Lan En who was rushing towards him!

This time, out of fear, he fired not one fireball, but many densely packed small fireballs!

This was also the advice given by Menno Kuhorn and his staff.

If the speed of the witcher is too fast and exceeds the ability of the warlocks to deal with it, then simply use defense instead of attack!

The speed is too fast, and it becomes more difficult to turn or make an emergency stop.

Then simply lay out large-area, trigger-type attack methods along his approximate route, and just wait for him to hit him!

Menno Kuhorn and his staff were undoubtedly tactical and strategic luminaries.

Although they rarely formulate combat plans for individual targets, this move appears to be very professional.

If it is really an enemy who relies on enchanted equipment, potions or strange magic to temporarily increase their speed to this level, then their plan can obviously be easily restrained.

But for Lan En, this is his basic quality!

He likes to be a numerical monster so much!

The Sword of the Lake Girl, which was originally held loosely, was gripped tightly by the gauntlet of the master-level Bear School suit during the sprint, making a soft 'click' sound.

Immediately afterwards!

The golden sword light flashed, following the flow of magic power observed by the cat's eyes.

The divine power of the Lady of the Lake on the Long Knife disintegrates the basic composition of the spell.

In front of Lan En, the originally densely packed flame **** were shattered into pieces in an instant.

It turned into a fleeting magical flame.

Superior and stable swordsmanship has always been Lan En's most lethal weapon.

At this moment, the tip of Arondette's knife passed through a total of thirty-two small fireballs, creating a path that was just big enough for him to pass through.

The flame that had its spell structure cut off had lost its extraordinary explosive power and high temperature, leaving only the shape of a flame. It could not even make waves in front of this set of master-level demon hunter armor.

Lan En passed through the magic flames that formed a curtain without blinking an eye.

Surprise, man.

Lan En said this with his mouth.

As a spellcaster, Laris watched helplessly as the spells he sent were cut off.

This shock almost made him freeze on the spot, forgetting what was happening now.

Have never seen it, never even heard of it! Why would anyone be able to fight spells this way? !

That handsome and gorgeous face passes through the bright flames, and this scene has a gorgeous beauty.

But Larisse, and everyone who was paying attention to this moment, only felt a chill in their hearts.

This is not right.

This was the last thought that ran through Larisse's mind. He felt that compared to the last time he met, the witcher in front of him seemed to be a completely different person.

Then there was a "stab" sound, and the gracefully curved tip of the knife gently passed over the wizard's throat.

The blood spurted from the throat was carried into the fire tornado by the wind, and was instantly burned into red steam.

The caster dies.

Died without any resistance in full view of the public.

Completely contrary to the information, the mage who was able to 'force back' the target twice died within two seconds after improving his spells and tactics!

Sluggishness, disbelief, and then madness!

This command post is full of Nilfgaard's military elites. They are usually aloof, have a long-term vision, are calm and calm in every situation.

Even just now, they were able to keep their minds calm because of the words of Fringilla and Menno Kuhorn.

But now, all plans have been overturned, and the premise of the war is false!

The initial mistakes affected the battlefield and created the current situation. The more elite you are, the less you can accept the current outcome!

Let me go, let me go!

After killing a warlock in an instant, Lan En stood in the fiery red background like a huge and oppressive statue, looking indifferently at the people who were like ants exploding their nests.

Prestige has long ceased to be useful, let alone persuasive.

One of the staff officers was so frustrated that he violently pulled away other colleagues who were standing in front of him.

Go straight towards the portal that has yet to be formed.

No, not yet

Fringilla still didn't have time to finish her words.

The staff officer who had been frightened out of his mind, before he entered the portal, his lower body suddenly softened, and then fell to the ground. As for his upper body, no one knows where it went.

With only half a second left, after the staff officers lower body fell, the edge of the portal was finally complete.

On the other side, the demon hunter is once again turning into a life-destroying wind!

Every time his unusually tall body flashed, a line of people would fall neatly.

The incision is smooth and blood spurts.

The lower body in front of the portal was still twitching and kicking due to the residual nerve current.

But everyone present didn't care.

In their already broken spirits, the murderous demon hunter behind them was more terrifying.

Go quickly, go quickly!

Me first!

In the swarming crowd, Fringilla, who maintained the portal, watched helplessly as Lan En's killing position got closer and closer.

Her lips were trembling, and she was obviously having difficulty breathing and frightened by the approaching killing.

That's not a human being

The sorceress thought so in her heart.

Death that is unstoppable and irresistible is simply like a disaster!

She took one last look at the staff officers and commanders who were still struggling to get to the portal, gritted her teeth, turned around and walked into her own portal.

In the face of a disaster, no one can save everyone, but she has tried her best.

This made her feel a little better.

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