The first teasing trial

Maglin quickly came to his senses. While scolding these magicians in his heart that they were useless, he kept arranging the battle array. He kept throwing a fireball on his hand and exploded in the desert fox group.

At this time, the magicians woke up and understood that the battlefield was stunned. They had lost their lives!

"Do you still have time to be afraid? If you don't want to die, just focus on me. Otherwise, you won't even have the qualification to be afraid. The front row releases the protective magic, and the concentrated firepower in the back thinks of attacking the enemy's dense places." Mclin's angry shouts spread throughout the whole position, hitting the bottom of everyone's heart.

They only felt a fever on their faces, and then the embarrassment disappeared.

People often exert their strong potential when their lives are threatened. They all knew in their hearts that it was either an outbreak or death. The magicians' pupils were congested and roared for life from their throats, which was similar to the beasts in front of them. Life in battle is a beast. There is no height. Only the victorious are qualified to live.

Old Charlie and several others kept fighting on the front line of the front contact. If there is a gap that can't be supported, they have to go to help.

Maglin saw that the battle had reached a stable confrontation stage. The magicians had stabilized and came to the flank of the battlefield.

It is a little unreasonable for a beast like Mohu to cooperate like this. If Mohu is so smart, he will not be controlled and become the target of the tester. Then there must be a commander among them. It can't be seen who is the commander on the battlefield, so it only shows one problem. This commander The example is not high but very smart, so it hides itself in the group to command.

Maglin carefully observed the form of the battle array, hoping to guess the position of the leader from the enemy's formation.

But before Mclin could see anything, a short low voice came from the middle of the fox, and then the group made a "woo" cry similar to just now. Then a group of Mohu, who was obviously more powerful than the Mohu in front of him, rushed out of the battle array and went straight to Maigreen to kill him. Their formation is relatively scattered, but they are afraid of McClin's attack, and at the same time, in order to disperse the target, they can rush to McGlynn's side from all directions.

Facing the sharp claws, McClin had to retreat quickly. Maglin was slightly shocked. He found his purpose. Is this still the IQ of the beast? Sure enough, what is related to the temple can't be judged by common sense!

Although Maglin is very powerful, he can't spend time with these Mo foxes rushing over. When he defeats these Mo foxes, it is estimated that the magicians over there will almost die.

Maglin can only keep looking for the observation position on the periphery, and as long as he stops to observe carefully, enemies will come to attack him.

Looking at the battle of the brigade, the magicians finally stimulated the instinct and wildness of survival. They are no longer afraid and no longer retreat. They have red eyes, their blood all over their bodies are spewing, and their hair is erect. It can be said that they really don't know that it is the beast. The strong fire element gathers in the group of magicians. The yellow sand in the wind is slightly red.

Maglin nodded with satisfaction, which was just right. Turning around, he still wanted to find the commander of Mohu. If he continued to fight with such a beast with command tactics, the magician would not have much left even if he won. He must seize the time to find the leader and kill him.

At this time, the short cry sounded again. When McClin noticed it, the foxes had collectively made a "woo-woo" cry.

But this time, Maglin did not miss the short and urgent cry. It turned out that they hid the voice with the voice of a group of foxes! What a smart guy! So this is how they passed the military order. They must change again.

McClin just grabbed the time of less than a second and remembered where the desert fox was. When he was about to rush, a yellow light rose from the fox herd, and a row of earthy rocks condensed into a row of earthy stones, which reflected the magic of the magician here and went straight to the back row of the magician.

These desert foxes can also use magic!

Not only Michelin was shocked, but also the magicians widened their eyes and looked down in disbelief. But they didn't have time to think so much. Cooperation has become instinctive, and the magician in charge of the attack in the back row has received a sudden magic attack.

Maglin was so awe-inspiring that he killed this Mohu first!

Maglin pulled the bow. Sagittarius's long-range attack is powerful. He needs to use attacks to disrupt the enemy's command and let them have flaws so that they can find the leader.

A silver-white light arrow went straight to the group of Mo foxes that had just sent out magic. The divine power of Sagittarius was not covered, and a small piece of Mo fox was directly evaporated. The fox group was also stunned, and then it started to operate crazily. There was a whining call to convey information from the desert foxes, and their formation became more scattered, so that the enemies who were destroyed at the same time would be reduced.

At the same time, their attack on the magicians was a little stronger. The number of casualties of magicians has increased!

This still doesn't work. Maglin immediately returned to the team.

"The magician in charge of attack in the back row, in groups of ten, release the powerful magic of single attack to the enemy array. Don't repeatedly attack one position, immediately." McClin gave the order quickly.

The magicians behind immediately carried out the order. Sure enough, war is the way to make rapid progress. This progress is cruel and survival of the fittest. In front of life, you only have two choices, either work hard or die.

Maglin looked at the cruel scene indifferently, and his lips squeezed slightly. Is this all God's arrangement? Is this the truth?

I don't have time to think so much and observe the movement of the fox herd. The magic of the back row attack was reduced, and the front line responsible for protecting magic suddenly increased the pressure, but no one ran away. They finally realized that they would die faster if they escaped.

Maglin's eyes fell with each single magic. When a magic in the middle fell into the fox, the movement of the deserted fox finally showed incongruity.

It must be in that area. You can't give him a chance to change his position! A chill came out of McLin's eyes!

"From one team to the fourth team, go to the middle of the enemy at five o'clock. Use the fire wall to surround that piece for me. Hurry up." Maglin roared.

Hearing the order, the magicians seemed to feel that the action was of great importance from their tone, and immediately did not hesitate to implement it, even if they were very tired and were about to run out of oil.

A fire cage surrounded by a wall of fire immediately appeared in the fox herd.

The whining cry sounded again, but not the whole, but only the dozens in the wall of fire.

After all, the jumping power of the beast is more powerful than that of human beings. Even the fire wall a few meters high may jump over. Several desert foxes immediately picked up to climb over the fire wall. Although it is almost as high as the fire wall, the body is still burned.

A deserted fox jumped up, but it didn't jump high and couldn't climb over the wall of fire. At this moment, a slightly smaller but purer hair jumped up, stepped on his previous companion for a second jump, and went straight out of the fire wall.

It must be him. Maglin has been waiting for him for a long time. Now he jumps up and can't change his movements in the air.

An arrow flashed, as fast as a meteor, and another small enemy disappeared, including a reminder that was smaller, but definitely smarter.

The offensive of the fuzzy group is still the same, but there is no law at all.

"Well done, brothers, you have withstood the fiercest attack of the enemy, and you have made progress. Now, kill them all."

With Maiglin's words, the magicians are crazy without the image of mage.

The battle is finally over, and each of them looks bad. But although their faces were pale, everyone's eyes were full of excitement. They survived! Although they paid a lot of money, more of them survived. And in the face of such a strong creature, they can win, which only shows that their strength has made a qualitative leap! What excites them more is...

It's good to be alive!

Looking at the mess on the ground, they only have this idea in their hearts.

McClin was also relieved and was satisfied with the performance of these people. Mclin signaled others to rest and moved forward a little carefully. He needed to see what was going on. If there is danger in front of you, if you can pull it away, you can pull it away first. If you can't pull it away, it will be solved. These magicians still need to rest for a while. Mclin has to give them time to rest.

It seems that the desert creatures in front of him have been killed all at once. Michelin has not seen anything other than a few not powerful desert creatures. It seems that those creatures have disappeared all of a time. McLin was puzzled and walked slowly in with a trace of caution.

"Hey hey."

A strange laughter came to Michaellin's ears. McLin, who was about to turn back, stopped.

"The reaction is quite fast!" The voice just now shouted again.

McLin frowned and turned around. What kind of person!"

As soon as the words fell, two figures appeared from the air. There was no trace on Michelin's face that made him look at the two of them. Without moving his body, he looked at the two people who appeared in front of him in a high posture.

"Your subordinates are doing well!" One of them stood in a high position and commented as if commenting on students.

McLean's eyelids jumped slightly, suppressing the fire that rose slightly from his heart. His eyes fell on the two people, and their superior attitude made McLin, who was very angry, feel very unhappy.

However, McLein didn't want to be prosperate, so he didn't want to care more about these two people, so he turned to one side and was about to leave. The two of them stopped McLin, "You need to come to the trial road. There is no reason not to continue. The obstacles on the road can't be avoided!"

After hearing this, McClin was slightly shocked. Are these two also one of the trial projects?

Thinking of this, McClin couldn't help looking at the two of them a few more times. What he thought was the strength of the two of them. Can those magicians eat it? But in McLin's opinion, those magicians can't eat it. So McLen thought, should we take these two people on a heavy responsibility and then drag them back to let those magicians**?

He didn't realize at all that the people who took this trial road were not only those magicians, but also one of them.

"Oh..." One of them sneered. McLin slowly raised his head to look at him. The contemptuous smile on the man's face did not diminish. "You don't have to think about it. We won't let you go back to ask for help, and those people are useless at all except for three people. It doesn't make sense for you to go back."

McClin didn't say anything, just stared at them. Then he slowly seemed to relax his nerves and looked at them.

Maybe they are used to being high, and they speak with a little rudeness. The later trials have no effect on them, and they can be regarded as passing. But your strength has exceeded the training standard just now, so you have to participate in the trial alone. Ha ha, no one has come here for a long time, but I really didn't expect that such a weak group of people could pass three times the usual training without being completely destroyed.

When Michelin listened to his words, his heart jumped. It was super standard just now! Listening to their tone, it seems that they did it just for fun!

The picture of the battle just now came to Mclin's mind little by little. He kept thinking that if the attack just now was three times smaller, they would not have nearly 500 people died on the battlefield! It's all because of these two people!

McCrelyn felt that his chest was very stuffy, and there was a fire in his chest. The blazing fire was burning more and more, constantly climbing up in his chest, even lighting his whole body!

But on McLin's face, there was no expression, as if he was calm like a pool of stagnant water. Without a trace of waves on the face, calm and terrible.

McLin stood motionless. He felt that as long as he moved a finger slightly, he could shoot out the full effort. There is an extremely strong murder hidden in McKlin's eyes!

The two waited quietly for a while, but they didn't see Mclin talking. They thought McClin was afraid, but then McClin suddenly opened his mouth. There was a frightening smell in his voice, "What is my trial?"

McClin doesn't want to waste time on the two of them. He took this group of people to try out and didn't take himself into account at all. Now they have mentioned that McClin has probably heard from the bald servant that if they don't finish the trial, they will never get out of here. Therefore, when you encounter difficulties, you can only be detoured, but you can't dodge.

And Michelin doesn't know what his trial is. Since they know, they naturally have to ask. As for after asking... Michelin looked at them with a little miskindness.

After listening to Mclin's words, the two were stunned and said with a smile, "Interesting, I actually asked what the content of our trial was!" Beat one of us, even if you pass.

The tone is relaxed and natural, defeat them? McClin glanced at them and said more and more calmly, "You are not enough!"

McLin was also angry and was a little unscrupulous when he spoke.

When the two people heard it, their faces changed, and a rush rushed up. They stared at McClin fiercely, "We're not enough? I don't believe it. You can beat both of us alone!"

They can increase the amount of trials for those magicians, and they can increase the amount of trials for Michaellin. Originally, it was only one person's trial standard, but now it is added to two people.

"It's time to start. Don't talk nonsense." McLin's voice was indifferent without a trace of emotion. In fact, after Mclin just finished speaking, he felt a little regretful in his heart, but things have reached this situation. Naturally, he will not flinch. On the contrary, because he wants to fight with these two people at the same time, the madness in his heart is rising little by little.

"Huh! Let's see how hard you talk for a while, Ibok, let's go!"

Ibok looked at his companions around him and whispered, "Roster, don't be careless, be careful."

Although Roster didn't care, Ibok noticed that Roster bowed slightly and showed a defensive posture. I was slightly relaxed. When I looked at Michaellin, my eyes were more cautious.

Mike Lin stood there, motionless. Under the burning of anger in his heart, his head was surprisingly calm. He felt that he was being burned by the flame and let the fire ignite him.

Iberk and Roster felt something was wrong with McClin. And McLean's momentum even made old Charlie and others in the distance feel it. They handed over the male wounded to the bald servant to watch. Their team finished the whole team in a few breaths, and then ran in the direction of McLean.

When they arrived, McKelin stood there motionless, even making people feel that he could be a dead man. Others looked at Mclin from afar, and the expression on his face was as firm as a knife. And the most chilling thing is his eyes.

The sight shot from his eyes seemed to penetrate people. Gradually, a little light flashed in the ruthless pupils. The light is gradually expanding. Suddenly, a sea of fire broke out!

And the surging flame was flowing freely in Michelin's eyes, and his motionless body suddenly exuded amazing momentum.

All the magic, without a trace of reservation, was released, and the amazing momentum was centered on McClin. Mixed with some crazy fighting spirit, it exploded!

Iberk and Rost, who were standing opposite McClin, changed their faces. Their feelings were extremely keen, and the two of them clearly felt the crazy fighting spirit on Michelin's body and the decisive plagiarism on his body!

Is this guy going to die?

Ibok and Roster looked at each other coincidentally.