High-grade archers were the bane of all spellcasters!
Many experienced wizards had repeatedly emphasized this point in their magic notes, but Grim had always treated it as a special case of 'once bitten, twice shy'. He had never paid much attention to it.
After all, there had never been such powerful and high-grade archers in the Sorcerer World.
Therefore, when the six elven archers suddenly turned into cannons and rained magic exploding arrows on him and the balrog like a storm, Grim's body was covered in wounds and his scalp went numb.
With such a terrifying rate of fire, the magic exploding arrows that only had an average damage of 40 to 50 degrees became a great weapon of mass destruction, continuously stacking up to 200 to 300 degrees of damage. Moreover, this terrifying and continuous damage was concentrated in a narrow area of less than a meter.
As a result, the lava shields that Grim and the balrog put up could only last for less than 3 seconds before being destroyed by the enemy!
Fortunately, Grim had a powerful bodyguard beside him who was not afraid of low-level physical damage.
Seeing that the situation was critical, Tigule rode the Goblin Ripper and charged in front of Grim, using its huge body to block the enemy's attacks.
All of the Goblin Ripper's attacks were instantaneous, so it would not be interrupted by the violent explosions. The Goblin Ripper waved its four metal mechanical arms and madly fired energy bullets in all directions. The magic exploding arrows that were as dense as locusts were detonated by the energy shockwave halfway through their flight.
The metal carapace on the back of the Goblin Ripper split open, and 12 goblin fire arrows shot out from within. The short, cigar-sized Gnome Rockets spewed out orange energy flames as they swam towards the six Goblin Spirit Archers while squeaking strangely.
Such a long-range attack was child's play to the elven archers. It was not much more difficult than shooting at a fixed target. As such, the Elven Sharpshooters lightly raised their bowstrings and shot down all of the Goblin Fire Arrows that were whistling towards them.
But in this way, their firepower suppression on the two terrifying Flame Demons became negligible.
Therefore, Grim and the balrog roared and joined hands to summon a large flame storm that engulfed the area where the elves were.
They had learned their lesson and no longer used spells that required continuous guidance or could be easily intercepted. Instead, they switched to large-scale fire spells. This Flame Storm that only dealt 180 degrees of damage might not be strong enough to deal with Druids, but it was more than enough to deal with the weak Elven Archers!
The elves were completely helpless against this large-scale fire spell that could not be intercepted or destroyed. They could only dodge and avoid the area where the flame storm was the most concentrated.
Imperceptibly, the elven archers formed a formation that was much looser and more relaxed than before.
Grimm grasped the opportunity and waved his hand without hesitation. A dozen Lava Hounds with crimson flames crawled out from the pool of fire beneath their feet. Each of them was the size of a lion or tiger, and their bodies were completely made of hard lava and half-molten lava.
Although most of their bodies were made of hard lava, they did not seem clumsy or sluggish at all. They stepped on the metal deck and flew across the metal cabins, quickly closing in on the scattered elves.
Under normal circumstances, the lava hounds that were summoned only had the strength of a quasi-wizard. However, since Grim had chosen to specialize in fire, any fire spell he cast would be much more powerful than an ordinary wizard.
These lava hounds had the basic strength of a wizard!
Unfortunately, in today's battlefield, even a wizard could not change anything. They could only be used as cannon fodder to restrain the enemy's attacks.
The fifteen lava hounds that charged forward could only last for 49 seconds before they were destroyed like vegetables.
At this moment, the other large-scale fire spell that Grim and the balrog had jointly cast was also nearing its end.
Flaming Gate!
A flaming gate formed from pure flames appeared in front of the two balrog, and a large number of fire elemental creatures emerged from the crimson gate and charged towards the elves.
Fire boys, fire birds, fire crows, fire snakes, fire lizards, fire spirits …
There were all kinds of strange fire creatures, but most of them were low-grade fire elementals that were two meters tall and had the appearance of a human. Although there were many of them, their basic strength was below the level of an intermediate apprentice, and only a few of them had the strength of an advanced apprentice.
In order to stop the elves from advancing, Grim used a flame amulet to open a small passage to the fire elemental plane and summoned a large number of fire elemental creatures.
After a quick treatment, the two Druid Masters had basically recovered their battle strength, and most of the wounds on their bodies had healed. Therefore, when they saw the fire elementals that covered the mountains and plains, they roared at the sky and once again turned into terrifying and ferocious magical beasts, roaring as they charged into the crowd of enemies.
The two powerful Grade 2 Magical Beasts were facing a group of Fire Elementals whose average level was only that of an Intermediate Apprentice. The way they fought was like a bull charging into a watermelon field. They trampled wantonly, rampaged, and destroyed everything … The low-level Fire Elementals posed no threat to them at all. Instead, they were easily crushed by the Magical Beasts that they had transformed into.
If it wasn't for the flaming gate that would expand and spit out nearly a hundred fire elementals every ten or so, perhaps these little guys would not have been able to withstand the two powerful magical beasts' attacks.
After the battle broke out, the elves in the rear also became restless.
The two weapon masters sneered, drew their elven swords, and rushed into the regrouping magic weapons. With the support of their powerful combat energy, the elven swords that were already abnormally sharp became even more invincible. Even the thick mechanical arms of the magic weapons could not withstand a casual strike from the weapon masters.
No matter how hard the magic weapons fought, they could not withstand the wanton slaughter of the two weapon masters.
The Silver Pegasus Knight was the incarnation of the Swift Reaper. He rode the silver pegasus high above the deck. Once a witch revealed an opening, he would instantly transform into a silver light and swoop down from the sky.
If the witch that was targeted by him did not have a powerful life-saving method, it was almost impossible for her to escape from the Silver Pegasus Knight's sword. In less than half an hour, two dark witches, one dead and one seriously injured, fell at his hands. Meanwhile, Shi Feng's actions had angered the Tier 2 Dark Witch hiding in the dark.
Therefore, as the moonlight dimmed, the entire flight deck became dark and gloomy.
When the Silver Pegasus Knight swooped down again to kill a dark witch, the shadow cast by the silver pegasus on the flight deck suddenly expanded, and a dozen thick black tentacles stretched out from it.
The black tentacles all had terrifying wriggling discs. With a sweep, they wrapped around the four hooves and wings of the Silver Pegasus. Then, they suddenly tightened, intending to pull them into the shadow.
For the dark witches, the Shadow World was their home ground!
Fortunately, the Shadow Plane was a completely open plane world. It never rejected the entry of any foreign creatures, nor did it reject most material planes. Therefore, the dark witches could easily open an entrance to the Shadow Plane from the Faern Plane.
However, the grade 2 Silver Pegasus Knight was not an incompetent person. He did not panic in the sudden attack. The elven sword in his hand flashed, and after a few flashes, he actually cut off the black tentacles that wrapped around the Silver Pegasus.
The severed black tentacles fell on the flight deck, twitching and twisting like a living thing.
Without the support of the dark matter, they were soon unable to maintain their stable form. As the severed tentacles quickly melted, the alloy deck beneath them was also corroded by the dark matter, forming a huge pit.
After getting rid of the black tentacles, the Silver Pegasus let out a long neigh, intending to flap its wings and fly into the sky again.
And the dark witch hidden in the shadow could not hold it in any longer. A long body revealed itself, and she waved at the Silver Pegasus that was flapping its wings.
"Come down …"
Following her shout, a strange pure black chain once again wrapped around the Silver Pegasus. Then, it tightened and began to pull it, along with the Elven knight on its back, down from the sky.
A huge black fog suddenly spread out, engulfing the Elven knight and the Silver Pegasus. Immediately after, the angry roar of the Elven knight and the loud explosion of Battle Energy came from inside. Although the fog was blocking, it still could not cover the dazzling elemental brilliance when the Battle Energy exploded.
In the darkness, two figures of different heights collided with each other like a lantern. They were locked in a fierce battle.
Worried that the Silver Pegasus Knight would be lost, a weapon master brandished his sword and rushed into the black fog.
Thus, the energy in the depths of the black fog became more and more violent!
Almost everywhere in the center of the deck, grade 2 powerhouses could be seen fighting. The energy waves they stirred up were often as high as one to two hundred degrees. For those grade 1 witches and elves, this was already a very dangerous level!
Once the shields or defenses on their bodies were hit by the energy waves of the fierce battle between powerhouses, even if they did not die, they would lose all protection. At this time, if they were targeted by an opponent of the same rank, it was almost certain that they would die.
Thus, those grade 1 witches and elves avoided the center of the deck, and once again fought at the edge of the giant floating ship.
Poison, curses, arrows, swords, war blades, nature spells, wind spells … …
Every method that could be used was brought out, and everything was done with the goal of a quick massacre. Both sides seemed to have given it their all, vowing to crush their opponent.
And in this chaotic battle, Grim fought with all his might against his opponent while silently observing the abnormalities in the sky.
After all, there were still two grade 3 powerhouses there.
And their victory or defeat was the only factor that would decide the direction of this battle!
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