Nightmare's Call

A group of spellcasters up to level eight and level nine gathered around the teleportation array, their faces gloomy and ugly.

"What should I do? Who will repair the teleportation array?" One person asked,

"I will, but this level of damage will take at least three days, and a lot of expensive materials." A mage replied.

"The opponent destroyed the teleportation array, obviously trying to trap us here."

"Everyone here is not an ordinary person. As long as we don't mess ourselves up and gather together, even a high-level mage, alone, will not be our opponent." One of the three highest-level ninth-level mages spoke in a deep voice .

"I don't believe the attacker doesn't know this. Maybe he is hiding among us now, ready to split us at any time." Another person said quickly.

"Detect spells? Who will?"

"I!"

"I can do it too!"

"I'm a nature druid, I can detect camps!"

A group of people suddenly spoke up.

The average quality of everyone can be seen at critical moments.

Standing in the crowd, Lin Sheng nodded slightly when he saw this scene.

At this time, the people with the most outstanding ability and strength can take responsibility, arrange and assign tasks, which has fully demonstrated the rational and calm characteristics of mages.

Although these arrangements are not necessarily good, they are at least effective. No time wasted.

He supported Fan Bo against the wall.

"Wake up." He reached out and tapped on the center of his forehead.

A trace of cold ice element penetrated into its skin and nerves.

Well!

Fan Bo shuddered, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Where am I?"

"The teleportation array is here." Lin Sheng replied calmly.

"Ah? Hurry up and leave!? Uh, can it still be used?" Fan Bo is not an idiot, just as he spoke, he saw that something was wrong with Lin Sheng and the surrounding atmosphere. Immediately guessed the situation.

"No." Lin Sheng replied succinctly.

"Then what should we do now? Can we contact the high-ranking mage? With so many spellcasters, someone should have a solution, right?"

Fan Bo stood up, still feeling a little weak. He was blown away by the wave of air that the Golden Dragon Queen's berserk had just turned into, hit the wall and passed out.

Now I have been in a coma for a long time before recovering a little.

"I don't know." Lin Sheng said concisely.

"I don't know you are still so calm?!" Fan Bo almost jumped up. "Speaking of which, that Ms. Oshashiro is really strong, a slap. I just flew out."

He recalled what happened just now, and now he still has lingering fears.

"Didn't you choose this yourself?" Lin Sheng responded casually.

"So, brother is reliable, thank you this time!" Fan Bo patted Lin Sheng on the shoulder with a serious face.

"Don't look at me like this, I'm actually in a panic right now." Lin Sheng pointed to his expressionless face.

"." Fan Bo was speechless, and patted Lin Sheng's shoulder vigorously again.

But he wasn't really worried. With so many mages present, even if there was some mastermind behind the scenes, he wouldn't dare to jump out like this.

Everyone present, not everyone has their own trump card and life-saving skills.

It's really urgent, and no one will persuade you.

"After this time, I will have a shadow on this kind of reception, and I won't participate next time." Fan Bo looked at Nosida Palace in the distance, and suddenly smiled wryly.

Facing the evening wind, Lin Sheng heard the roar of dragons coming from Nosida Palace. His brows furrowed slightly.

He was thinking about how to make the true spirit grow faster?

Simply to increase influence?

Doesn't seem like it.

His keen intuition told him that simply increasing influence would have a certain effect, but more key points might lie elsewhere.

For immediate trouble. He doesn't care.

It's fine if you don't hit him on the head, but if you do, there's nothing you can do about it, just deal with it casually.

As for the organization of Heishahu, it's fine if it doesn't offend him, but if it really hinders him.

He doesn't mind uprooting the opponent and eating them completely.

Fan Bo was still chattering in front of him. But it could be seen that his expression gradually became a little worried.

The explosions gradually came from the Nosida Palace not far away, indicating that even the high-level mages and so many elite middle-levels have not yet been able to win the opponent.

It's kind of unbelievable.

"You said them, what is their purpose?" Fan Bo looked at the other people around him, and suddenly asked in a low voice.

The casters present all sat down and began to try their own methods in order to contact the outside world.

"I don't know." Lin Sheng replied.

"I shouldn't have brought you here. Really. I even replaced my elder brother's invitation with yours. This is all my fault." Fan Bo blamed himself.

"If I can go back alive this time, I will definitely introduce my most beautiful little sister to you. I swear!"

"Forget it, don't you know how you look?" Lin Sheng replied casually.

"Believe it or not, my little sister is a genius with a powerful bloodline that has been inherited from the family for thousands of years. Her mother's lineage is a very famous ancient bloodline in the entire continent. There are libraries in many places. A great clan with glorious records." Fan Bo said angrily.

"Ancient bloodline? It has been passed down for thousands of years, wait a minute!" Suddenly Lin Sheng seemed to have thought of something.

Inherited for thousands of years? !

He suddenly felt that the true spirit changes observed by his body seemed to have found a trace of root.

Recalling these times, what he did, and a little change in his true spirit, he suddenly had a few bold guesses.

"If I'm not wrong. You can try one or two!"

boom! !

At this moment, the top of the Nosida Palace not far away was suddenly knocked away by a huge golden figure.

The golden figure soared into the sky, flapping its wings and roaring, with a faint golden halo shining all over its body.

Even at night, the night sky was momentarily illuminated by the other party's golden light.

"It's a golden dragon!! Did it even explode?!"

This time, everyone present couldn't sit still.

As we all know, there are only two golden dragons present, one is the golden dragon prince, and the other is the golden dragon queen who just went berserk.

And now, look at that golden dragon's red eyes and its crazy roar. I'm afraid that the one who showed her real body was the berserk Golden Dragon Queen.

"This is troublesome." Several ninth-level mages present slowly stood up.

Although it is only a young golden dragon. But that's not something they can squeeze between their teeth.

Generally speaking, young golden dragons have already reached the third level.

As for the hundred-year-old juvenile golden dragon, its main body can reach level six, while the berserk young golden dragon's main body is still of royal blood.

The only one who can contend against the opponent is the high-ranking mage.

But what about that mage?

"Let's cast spells together, focusing on fireball and lightning beam. If we cast spells together, we can use super magic skills to greatly produce incineration effects. Maybe it can reach the power of tenth level or higher, and it should be able to severely injure the opponent." A ninth-level mage suggested.

"Can try."

"Try it."