I want to cast a spell on the little fat man.

But the archer held her back and prevented her from taking action.

When Fang Yu saw this scene, he couldn't help but improve his evaluation of several people. If the priest cast spells in the dark, the light on the staff might attract more attacks.

"It's so cold. Why is it so cold suddenly?"

The musketeer suddenly trembled.

It was at this time that Jita completed the spell.

She pressed her hands on the silver pages, lowered her eyelids behind the huge lenses, and chanted in a low voice:

"The cold wind is biting"

Fang Plover couldn't help but give Miss Naturalist a thumbs up, which was completely the right choice. The Anstalya Glacier can be displayed in many forms. She has cast this spell several times before, but this time, she did not display it.

The large glacier itself is an excerpt of this section.

It seemed as if a gust of wind blew through the crowd, and the temperature in the secret passage suddenly dropped. The water surface crackled, and a thick layer of ice formed on the surface in an instant. The ice surface gradually went downwards, showing signs of seeping into the ground.

The five people were shocked when they saw this scene. They turned back to look at the small Jita and the silver book in her hand: "Is this...mantra spell?"

"Magic book?"

"Naturalist!?"

Fang Plover has turned around and raised the metal glove in his hand.

In the darkness, the ice surface was extending forward under the sight of his Clockwork Fairy. The frozen ice surface froze most of the eight black swordsmen in the puddle. Although it was only the part below the ankles.

, but it is enough to render them incapacitated.

His palms lowered slightly.

A blue light spread out at the extreme distance of one hundred feet.

It forms a virtual structure downwards, with a blue light all over the body, like the light of stars, draped over a slender body. The double blades and feet seem to be suspended in mid-air, and then fall downwards.

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As soon as the blue light converged, the information materialized, leaving only a wisp of light silver and metallic luster. The Angel's force field ring finally took shape and slowly floated above the head of the construct.

Under Fang Plover's command, it unfolded its double blades, placed both feet on the ground, and suddenly lunged forward.

The first black swordsman was caught off guard and was killed by a sword. The second black swordsman wanted to retreat, but his feet were firmly fixed under the ice, and he lost his balance and was blocked by a sword.

Almost all the Black Swordsmen in the back are like this.

In terms of fighting alone, the performance level of the Angel Angels is no different than that of these undead, but at this moment they are all like targets. After one round of attack, most of the losses will be lost.

But Jita's level was not high after all, so exhausting her magic power only caused the ice to exist for a few seconds. When the Angel Angel turned around, the remaining black swordsmen, most of whom were injured, broke through the ice one after another.

There's still half left.

Fang Plover turned around.

The five people had long been stunned, especially the little fat man, who stammered and pointed at him: "You, you, you are..."

He was reluctant to say the words "combat craftsman" because this scene was too bizarre. They dug a door underground, and a naturalist and a combat craftsman came out of it.

And it seems that both of them are quite strong.

So, when did Aitalia produce high-quality oil-paper bags underground?

Fang Yu shook his head helplessly. Fighting craftsmen was not uncommon, but he also knew that the way he appeared was a bit out of the ordinary. However, the battle was not over, and now was not the time to discuss this.

He just said: "What are you still doing? Come on?"

Do these people really think he can end the battle alone?

The ensuing battle was not what Fang Pliance expected. These five people were not pig teammates, but they were still quite capable. With their help, his Angel Angel finally defeated the last opponent.

When the last black swordsman collapsed, the five people couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, especially the priestess, who looked like she didn't believe they had defeated their opponent.

In fact, Fang Yu also noticed that the priestess should be the least skilled among the five people. However, it is not surprising that many teams and adventure groups have relatively low requirements for healers.

As long as you have it, that's fine, not to mention the other party is a pretty young lady.

Moreover, Miss Priest's level is only compared to other people. Although her movements are often out of shape due to nervousness during battles, she will not cause trouble.

His job was done well.

After the battle, those few people looked at him. The guard swordsman who had scolded him before was a little embarrassed and couldn't help but ask indifferently: "Your Excellency is so powerful, are you an adventurer sent by the Craftsmen's Union?"

"Artisan Association?"

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment and thought to himself that he had come from the Craftsmen's Association in Grande, but he was obviously not 'sent' here. And what happened here that it was the Craftsmen's Association's turn to send someone here?

The last time the Craftsman General Assembly sent someone was probably the Dolifen incident, but he had already settled the matter there first and did not see the real senior people arriving.

After he asked, he understood what was going on.

Because they defeated their opponents together, these people had no objection to him and Jita. In addition, the little naturalist girl looked harmless, which was very different from his image at the moment.

Therefore, when he asked questions, these people knew everything. Except for the archer who was a little more cautious, they had no hostility towards him and Jita.

In the final analysis, this matter is still related to the troll boss Shankok.
Chapter completed!