Fleman, Little Mercedes, refused to comment on Nelle's request, turned his head to look at Constantine on the other side...

Compared with the tired appearance of the brown-haired boy, the ascetic looked much better. Of course, this was just a look. Constantine's hands had already aging, which was the consequence of using too many magical techniques. If you cannot get enough rest, the ascetic would probably say goodbye to the position of the Holy See after this battle and become a real ordinary old man.

The old man could no longer follow Fleman's actions. The brown-haired boy consumed physical strength and could also recover intermittently, while Constantine consumed his body and was now extremely weak.

"I hope to survive," Constantine said calmly when she saw the little Fleeman's gaze: "I hope to stay in the Holy See and block those invisible dangers for you. So, responding to my hope, Fleeman, can you let me live? Can you let you and Nelle live?"

"If Nellere doesn't follow me, I can guarantee that he will survive."

Hearing the little Fleman's answer, Constantine's always solemn face showed a rare smile, and he whispered: "You should live too, can you do it?"

Little Fleman moved a body and said, "Of course, believe me. The Lord will not let me waste my life in such a place."

"Then you go and give you my blessings."

Nilair stayed at Constantine with a reluctant look on his face. He also knew that after all the magical arts were consumed, he could not become a helper of Little Fleman, but might become a drag on the young lord. However, just as he had just witnessed Little Fleman using level 5 magical art to create a miracle, now Nilair still wants to see a new miracle happen with his own eyes.

In fact, this miracle is happening. 27 dwarves and 3 humans are fighting against more than 100 orcs. They can persist until now and even have the strength to launch a counterattack. Such a record is enough to leave a brilliant record in the battle history of the mainland, but this miracle will not be interrupted. Nilair believes this.

Regarding Nelle's expression, Constantine whispered: "Don't be far away from Fleman, nor too close to him. The glory of the Lord and the coming of the Lord are not what you can bear now. If the Lord really comes again and you stay by Fleman's side, you will damage the majesty of the Lord. Stay here and wait quietly for a miracle to happen. This is what we should do."

At this moment, a faint light suddenly burst out from the jungle at the foot of the mountain. The light didn't look dazzling or brilliant, but it had an extra sense of holiness.

Constantine sat up straight, staring at the scene at the foot of the mountain, outlined a cross in front of her chest, muttering to herself, "Yes, my Lord, we are witnessing all this, Amen."

Little Fleman, who rushed to the foot of the mountain, suddenly met two orcs. He had never expected that the orcs he could not see would appear there. At that moment, he subconsciously raised his hand to emit the Storm Eye, and it was not until the next second that he realized that this body was an indigenous person in the trial world. Little Fleman had never learned the Storm Eye skill, and it was impossible to use it at all.

This hasty mistake made the danger closer to Little Fleman. He had discovered that the brown-haired orc had no hesitation and suddenly threw the axe in his hand at him.

At that moment, Little Fleman's mind suddenly moved, and two faint lights alternated, forming a complex magic circle beside him. Without Nelle and without Constantine, the Double Ring Mage finally had the opportunity to show his true power.

Since it was led by the level 5 magic technique that Xiao Fleman crossed the realm of a double-ring mage, these two magic circles have a faint sense of holy after being superimposed. This sense of holy deceived Constantine on the hillside behind him, but the real power of the magic circle was not reduced.

In just a moment, the flying axe seemed to hit a wall full of bullets. After making a slight impact, it rushed directly to the orc's head along the original path.

This was an unexpected change, but the two orcs were not panicked. The orcs in this world seemed to have become accustomed to turning the axe into some kind of flying, so the orcs who threw the axe were fully prepared for the rotation of the axe. It stretched out its strong arms, like volleying the axe.

Just as the axe handle fell into the orc's hands, the orc suddenly let out a hysterical cry, and its hand suddenly released. Even in the dark, it could be seen that its entire palm had turned into a dazzling red color, just like there was a fire there, all its skin had festered, and under the red light on its palm, the festering seemed to be spreading upwards.

The orc's roar caused by sudden injury to his palm did not continue, and the axe continued to fly without any obstacle until it easily cut into its neck, cutting off its life and pain.

Even at this time, the effect of the double ring magic circle still did not end completely. A flame suddenly appeared on the axe on the orc's corpse. In a flash, the flame completely covered the orc's corpse without leaving any gaps.

Under the red flame, Xiao Fen launched a raid on another shocked orc. Yesterday, the result of fighting with the nine orcs, including the orcs just now, made Xiao Fleman convinced that these orcs had very low resistance to spells. It can even be said that spells will cause bonus damage to these orcs. Why is this happening? That is what the Tree of World should consider. What Little Fleman needs to consider is to use this bonus to cause greater damage to the orcs in front of him.

This time the magic circle was not bright and was not even noticed in the darkness. The orc facing Xiao Fen did not expect what happened, but felt a sudden pain in front of him. Then the pain quickly spread from the middle of his eyes to his brain, and in a flash, it completely penetrated the entire brain. The next moment, the short axe in Xiao Fleman's hand had slashed at the throat of the orc. The second orc did not make any struggle or resistance at all, and then he slowly knelt on the ground with his blood-filled neck.

Killing two orcs in a flash made Little Fleman particularly satisfied. He had to continue fighting like this for a while, this time his target was no longer breaking the orcs' attack. What he had to do was to kill as many orcs as possible without priests monitoring around him in this dark environment. If possible, he hoped to wipe out these orcs in one fell swoop.

The ability to have such a goal comes from several judgments. First of all, he is already a double-ring mage and his combat power has been improved. Secondly, it should have been 12 o'clock now. Starting from a new day, those first-ring spells belonging to him can be reused, both mental impact and combat spells can be effective. Third, these orcs have been fighting with the dwarves and the little Fleman for a long time. Not only are the dwarves injured, but the orcs are no exception. Their combat power and life have been greatly weakened. As one goes up and down, the little Fleman, who had to carefully calculate the 9 orcs, has now had enough.

Enough confidence to solve more enemies. Fourth, the one-way transparent environment on the battlefield allows Fleeman to easily solve opponents one by one in secret without worrying too much about his own safety. This situation will change tomorrow morning. One-way transparency will become a passing cloud. If you cannot kill as many orcs as possible at that time, the dwarves will immediately fall into danger. Last point, Fleeman has told Constantine that he may be descended by the Lord, and the battle just now has made Constantine believe all this to some extent. If you fight like this for a while, it will make Constantine suspicious.

Therefore, from these points, Fleman decided to kill him and kill him happily.

While making these judgments, the brown-haired boy bloomed a new magic ring, making his body lighter, regained his arms strength, and preventing his legs from feeling tired.

His eyes were already on the orc closest to him. The orc seemed to be seriously injured, and was sitting under a fir tree, looking a little depressed. The roar of the orc just now alarmed Little Fleman's target, but it could only look in the direction of the battle point, and could not see any move to stand up.

Its observation lasted less than ten seconds, and then a heavy sleepy feeling suddenly came. The orc was already exhausted and could not hold on to being attacked by such sleepy feeling. In a blink of an eye, he had closed his eyes.

This time it could no longer open its eyes. While it was asleep, Little Fleman had already walked over, calmly laying the orc's body flattened, and putting a stone under the orc's neck, deliberately making the most vulnerable part more obvious. Then, the brown-haired boy raised the axe in his hand and chopped it down.

With a "click", the smell of blood began to slowly emerge in this dark forest.

Little Fleman wiped the axe and disappeared in the darkness again.

This is an early morning that makes the orcs nervous again. Although they are numerous and powerful, there seems to be a silent demon among the dwarfs and humans on the opposite side. The orcs dare to fight against any enemy, but they will not fight to the end with those obviously hopeless opponents. Unfortunately, the orcs discovered that the demon was too late. When they determined that their opponents suddenly became stronger for some reason, more than a dozen orcs had lost their lives.

What's even more terrifying is that they fought almost uninterrupted battles with the dwarves, and the orcs all raised their heads from the foot of the mountain to attack, so their physical strength was consumed faster. Even with the strong body of the orcs, they could not hold on until the end. Therefore, when they were sure that a demon was attacking from the human side, they could not even have the strength to escape. (To be continued.
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