Chapter 341: Mitzvah 6, The Nightmare of the Weak(2/2)
All the people who were eliminated turned into black shadows, and were wrapped up and strangled by the black shadows in an instant. Now, only black human cocoons are left.
Seeing this situation, people also reacted.
only.
The more powerful team leaders and instructors couldn't believe their eyes.
Why?
Cast a spell.
What about your spellcasting?
In the blink of an eye, at the count of 'one', you actually ended the battle?
What about casting spells?
At this time, countless blue-light runes slowly fell from the space around Lan Dao, like the tiniest snowflakes or like drizzle. In short, the special effects of the King's Domain are only late now... In combat and spells
Appears after it has 'finished'.
Everyone looked at the calm divine-winged crow-men, and a chill could not help but rise in their hearts.
Is this a mage fort?
impossible!
We have said that assassins are the nemesis of mage turrets, how can you kill all the assassins instantly without even moving your little finger?
This is not common sense.
Everyone outside the stadium was shocked.
The calm divine winged arakkoa was shattered all of a sudden. Around Lan Dao, streaks of light slowly emerged, which was the effect of the king's domain of the divine winged arakkoa. In contrast to the 'blue rain' falling from the sky, the two
The result formed a strange image. Not far away, the space around Gui Yi also dimmed, as if entering the darkness of dusk, and the space gained a chilling feeling.
"That's right, there are actually people left. Let's start right away. Shouldn't we clean up the garbage first?" Long Xiao hates weak people, very much.
There were countless 'broken feathers' flying around him, like scattered dust.
The remaining players heard this.
My heart felt cold.
"Take down the blue shadow first." The elites in the void shouted softly. They had the smallest number of people left.
Just as he was waiting to take action, the alarm suddenly went up.
Everyone jumped back and dodged instantly.
Look back again.
Those 'friends' who were wrapped in cocoons by black shadows woke up. They had no consciousness, only a murderous intention to 'kill everything'. They were the first to target their friends, and they swooped up as if they had locked a target. At this time
Regardless of whether they were good at spells or physical arts before, after being wrapped in a cocoon of black shadow, they all became one kind of person: a dark assassin!
Outside the arena, the elites of the void who had died and left the arena were dumbfounded.
We're out.
Why haven’t the ‘corpses’ of our competition disappeared yet, and are they still being used as ‘weapons’ by the opponent?
How is this going?
What kind of spell is this?
Chapter completed!