Chapter 937 Fight Out! No One Can Stop Us!

Gretel's cheek lines tightened, and she raised her hands, brushing out the defensive magic piece by piece. High Mage Armor, Ranged Protection, Arrow Reversal, Stoneskin, Ray Deflection, Radiant Shield...

Blah blah blah, hang it up one by one for yourself, for Bernard, for Apa, and for Mr. Valencimo. Still having some energy left, he turned his hand to Raton and swiped a piece of it.

The light on several people flickered, first lighting up layer by layer, then becoming slightly restrained and disappearing. Only those with extremely keen senses can sense Gretel and his entourage's preparedness from the power fluctuations surrounding them.

In addition to defense, there is also offense. The oak staff in Gretel's hand has a string of light balls hung on the head, which can be shot out at any time and at any time;

Bernard tightened his grip on the big bone club, and Mr. Valensimo took out a shield, holding the shield on the left and the sword on the right, and took a stance. Serila untied the long bow with interest, grunted unhurriedly, and pulled out a pretentious long arrow from the quiver;

Even Appa lowered his huge horns and dug his hooves on the ground, ready to rush forward at any time.

The attitude is extremely clear:

Get out of the way and let us go, nothing will happen; don’t get out of the way, we have the ability and determination to fight straight out!

The expressions of the great witch priests all became solemn. Even if they have different power systems and cannot recognize the spells used by the opponent at a glance, as a strong person, they can still feel the momentum and strength of Gretel and his group:

With their strength in numbers, they might be able to force each other to stay, but maybe half of the people present would die?

The great witch priests were nervous, and the chiefs and warriors who had no ability to cast spells were even more nervous. The chiefs in the front row held wooden sticks, animal bones, long knives and bones so tightly that water could flow from the handles of the weapons.

And the wizard apprentices, warriors and ordinary warriors in the back row...

"Whoosh——"

"brush--"

I don’t know if it was a test with the boss’s acquiescence, or if his hands slipped due to nervousness. In short, a sharp arrow and a cloud of gray mist rushed towards Gretel. It failed to break through his defense and was easily blocked by the armor around him.

Gretel's face darkened. He jumped on Appa, lowered his body, and covered himself behind the Silver Moon Deer's neck:

"Walk!"

One hand grabbed Apa's mane, and the other hand lowered down, quietly placing down a [Grease Technique]. The greasy grease spread out in a circle with him as the center, and then, with a bang, a huge air ball exploded in front.

One by one of the great wizards who tried hard to resist the explosion, they all staggered and slid to both sides...

Apa rushed out, while Bernard and Valencimo each raised their weapons to protect themselves. Serila followed at the end like a leisurely pace. With a sweep of her bow tip, she swept away several chiefs who wanted to stop them.

"stop!"

"stop!"

"Please stay!"

All kinds of shouts sounded from all directions. Grete lay on the back of the Silver Moon Deer without saying a word, quietly cleaning the greasy spell from his teammates' feet. Of course, if it's someone else's foot, forget it. If he doesn't add another layer, he'll be in a good mood.

There were "bang", "bang", "boom", and "clang" all around, and Bernard's big bone club swept away a piece of it. Valensimo kept knocking away the round shield in his hand to attack, and swung his knife coldly.

One step, two steps, three steps... Very good, no one has been hurt so far. They have rushed out of the two-level circle. If they rush out of the two-level circle, the people in front will not be able to stop them...

"Moo——"

A loud roar shook the platform. Gretel suddenly turned his head, and a bright light rose in the field of vision brought by [Detection Magic]. I'll go, guaranteed to be above level 15! ! !

I can't beat this guy! Even Cerela has to turn into a prototype before she can fight with it!

Fortunately, the brilliance did not attack directly, but condensed and combined, turning into a huge bison. After a blink of an eye, the bison swooped down and attached itself to the nearest warrior in front of Gretel.

Gretel watched helplessly as the warrior roared, his whole body became thicker, and his skin became darker, visibly becoming a bit like cowhide. A pair of phantoms of horns appeared behind him. He lowered his head, bowed, and put his hands on Appa's chest:

"Hey--"

The Silver Moon Deer, which weighed over a ton and had already started to charge, was actually blocked by him!

"I'll go..." Gretel muttered softly. This thing feels several levels stronger than the power of the Barbarian Bull. Can it be named "Barbarian Bull Possession"?

With confused thoughts in his mind, he raised his hand and patted it lightly, giving Appa a blessing of [Wild Bull Power]. The next moment, the Appa stood up, contracted and kicked out his two hooves, and kicked the warrior out with a bang.

Gretel trembled at the sound. He quickly glanced out and saw that, fortunately, the guy's chest had not collapsed and there was no blood coming out of his mouth and nose. It seems that [Barbarian Bull Possession] not only provides strength, but also provides the thick skin of the Barbarian Bull?

After kicking away a bull that was blocking the road, Appa put down his front hooves and rushed five or six positions in one breath. Large groups of ordinary warriors gathered around, and Gretel used a spider web spell on the left and a spider web spell on the right, and they were entangled in large pieces.

"Huh... finally out." Rushing to the bottom of the four-story mound in one breath, Grete exhaled and quickly looked back:

"People really can't be easy to talk to...hell, I'd rather take a detour next time than accept someone else's invitation!"

With a slight click of his finger, he began to summon the phantom pony, and rushed out with everyone. Before the second phantom pony appeared, the wind roared overhead, and a great shaman priest, wrapped in the long wind, landed directly in front of the Silver Moon Deer.

Appa reflexively took two steps forward and raised his hoof to kick him. The great shaman priest, however, did not dodge. He opened his arms and blocked the front with his thin body. It felt that it was not enough for Appa's hoof to step on him.

In the meditation field of vision, there was no radiance surrounding him, and obviously, even the protection was not turned on.

Gretel quickly grabbed Appa. The great witch priest looked up at him, his voice was urgent, and a series of words came out in rapid succession:

"Please calm down! We are not trying to detain you by force!"

"We just want to discuss it with you! Please listen to our request, it won't take long!"

"If you still want to leave after listening to this, I will personally send someone to lead you!"

Gretel sighed softly. He waved his hand casually, and the phantom colt that was about to condense disappeared silently. The Great Witch Festival immediately breathed a sigh of relief, drew his arms inward, and swung them out with all his strength:

"Disperse! Disperse! Don't block the way! - I'll have a talk with this distinguished guest."

It's good that the other party also showed sincerity. Grete nodded slightly, jumped off Appa, and listened to the old man asking seriously:

"Guest from afar, do you have any urgent matters on your way? - Can we help you solve those troubles in exchange for you staying a few more days to treat the compatriots of our tribe?"

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