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The five members of the adventure team took back their storage bags, turned around and hurriedly ran towards the stone stairs at the entrance.
Dantai looked at the panicked back and sighed, "I am so merciful. If it were someone else, they would have been chopped into pieces long ago."
"Are you referring to me?" Fritz's cold voice came from the other side.
"Dear Chief Filiz, I...little guy, how dare you come back?"
Dantai looked at the person standing at the entrance of the maze, his tone full of surprise.
Fritz turned around subconsciously and saw Zhang Mu standing at the door. He was not angry at being looked down upon, but his eyes were full of ecstasy at having recovered the treasure chest.
"Surround him!"
“Hahaha…” Zhang Mu laughed so hard, “Yeah, that’s right, it’s an encirclement. But, you’re not encircling me, I’m encircling you.”
As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw out more than ten grenades, and thick smoke spread wildly.
Seeing the smoke again, Fritz sneered: "Same trick, you think it will work?"
"You." He casually pointed at four tribesmen wearing light armor, "Block the entrance. No matter what happens, you are not allowed to leave!"
"Yes!"
When the magical fluctuations of the four tribesmen blocked the entrance, Felitz ordered with a ferocious look on his face: "Capture him alive, I will use the sharpest blade to chop him into pieces bit by bit!"
More than twenty tribesmen took orders, and those who were knights rushed into the gradually expanding smoke group.
The magicians raised their staffs, and the gems on the tops lit up in different colors, brewing magic.
Fritz also raised his staff, intending to use the wind blade to blow away the smoke.
But before the wind blade appeared, several "smoke bombs" suddenly flew out of the smoke ball and hit Fritz directly.
He used his mental power to swat it away without caring, and the "smoke bomb" fell to the ground and rolled to the feet of the magician's clan.
"That thing will emit smoke, kick it away." Fritz instructed his tribesmen while raising his staff.
"boom--"
Intense flames and explosions, followed by a terrifying shock wave, came from the air.
Although he didn't know what it was, Fritz still relied on the magician's principle of activating the magic shield as soon as he encountered the enemy, and successfully put up the magic shield.
The oval-shaped, light blue magic shield that covered the entire body was rippling like a surface of water with a stone thrown into it.
The dust and smoke flew away, and Fritz felt depressed. He turned his head to look at the magicians on the right.
Sure enough, there were broken limbs all over the ground. Those who were lucky enough to be far away from the center of the explosion were also covered in blood and charred, lying on the ground, breathing in more than exhaling.
"You..." Fritz was so angry that he couldn't speak.
These are the elite of the family. Without them, the Berg Magic Family will no longer be a match for the Marvin Magic Family in Bala City.
"I want you to die!"
He no longer thought about blowing away the smoke, and even thought about affecting the Marvin family nearby, so he released advanced magic.
A hurricane suddenly rose in the empty hall, and blue magic power appeared in front of Fritz, gathering into several tornadoes that gradually grew taller and thicker.
The thick smoke was about to be blown away, and Zhang Mu immediately threw out more smoke bombs, intending to fill the entire hall with smoke:
"What a joke! You are allowed to kill me, but I am not allowed to kill your people?"
"I want to kill you. The only thing you should do is stand still and stretch out your soft neck!"
Regardless of the fact that the knights of the tribe were still fighting with Zhang Mu, Filitz controlled most of the tornado and rushed into the smoke and dust.
The remaining small part, intentionally or unintentionally, rolled towards Dantai.
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The three tornadoes seemed to be rolling towards him unintentionally, but Dantai didn't seem angry at all.
With a smile, he pulled out a steel spear from his storage bag and raised it.
"charge!"
With a low roar, his figure rushed towards the tornado like thunder.
"drink!"
The tip of the spear was wrapped in ochre-colored magic elements and collided head-on with the tornado, holding it in place and preventing it from moving forward an inch.
After a moment of stalemate, the tornado slowly dissipated.
The other two tornadoes were dealt with using the same method. Dantai had no intention of joining the battle, so he put away his gun and pushed it in front of his tribesmen.
Glancing at the adventure groups that were walking out of the hole in the wall, he got busy: "Everyone, stand aside and hand over 70% of the treasure chests."
In fact, he didn't need to remind them. Seeing that Fritz, who was covered by the magic shield, was showing his great power, the adventurer was not stupid. Would he go over and seek death?
They all kept a distance from each other and stayed against the wall of the cave to watch the fun.
"Where does this smoke come from?" an adventurer asked his companion curiously.
"It's probably a magic item."
"Why did they fight?"
Upon hearing this question, the companions who had much more adventure experience sneered: "Why else?
The magic family in Bala City is quite greedy and wants 70% of the treasure chests. There must be some adventure groups that are unwilling to give it, so a fight broke out."
This guy thought there was an adventure group in the smoke.
"Can they win?"
"Win? He's a high-level magician. Can the adventure group coming to Bala City have adventurers of this level?"
"It doesn't matter." The companion waved his hand, took off the storage bag on his waist, and waited for the members of the Marvin Magic Family to collect it. "Whether he wins or loses, we will pay the same amount."
"Hey!" The adventurer patted his companion on the shoulder. "Look, that high-level magician blew away the smoke. Oh my god, there's only one person?!"
On this side, although Zhang Mu kept throwing smoke bombs, he still couldn't withstand Fritz's violent tornado.
The blue-white smoke was blown in by the tornado and then blew away.
Fritz thought in his heart that Zhang Mu would die after these seven or eight tornadoes passed by, but he couldn't be happy.
Those tribesmen in the smoke must have died, plus the tribesmen around him who were killed by the "weird magic props".
The elite members of the Berg magic family were almost completely wiped out.
Fritz tightened his grip on the staff with his right hand and quietly moved away from the Marvin family's team.
Get that guy's storage bag and leave Bala City quickly, otherwise Dantai will never let me go.
As the person involved, Fritz knew better than anyone how he had bullied Dantai over the years.
Although he is stronger than Dantai, Dantai is holding him back head-on and asking his tribesmen to use magic on the periphery to consume him, so he will be dragged to death.
Taking a deep breath to calm his nervousness, he walked towards the smoke group which was gradually becoming clearer.
But after taking a few steps, his feet were frozen in mid-air.
There was only an empty space with a wisp of blue smoke. Zhang Mu stood there unharmed. Around his feet were broken limbs and arms all over the ground. The brown mud was stained dark black by blood.
"What, how is it possible?"
Fritz opened his mouth wide, unable to believe how a low-level magician who couldn't even hold up a magic shield could survive the tornado that swept across the entire place.
Zhang Mu, who had just been resurrected, patted his butt, pulled out an AK47, pointed the gun at Fritz, and pulled the trigger.
"Da da da--"
Sparks flashed from the muzzle, and rapid gunfire sent out a series of 7.62mm bullets, leaving a series of ripples on Fritz's magic shield.
What kind of magic prop is this?
Fritz was deeply confused and increased the magic output of the shield.
There is no sense of magical fluctuation, but the power is quite good.
These sharp projectiles...
Looking down at the yellow shell at his feet, he frowned. There was no magical fluctuation. What power was used to throw it?
"Shh! What are you daydreaming about?" Zhang Mu put away his AK and whistled at him.
Fritz came back to his senses, and his anger burned again: "It's a very strange magic item, but as long as it can't break through the magic shield,
Your only end is death!"
Lifting the steel staff, his magic power poured into the azure crystal gem on top, condensing seven or eight tornadoes slightly smaller than before in front of him.
Fritz glared fiercely. This time, there was no smoke to block his vision. He wanted to see with his own eyes how the guy dodged his wind.
Looking at the tornado slowly taking shape in front of him, Zhang Mu had no intention of stopping it.
He first threw two smoke bombs under his feet to prevent himself from being killed by the tornado, and was seen by the surrounding adventure group when he used the resurrection function.
Then he reached into the storage bag, actually calling up the inventory, and took out the Gatling gun with a loaded ammunition belt, opened the bracket, and held it in front of him.
Half squatting, with his hand on the trigger, Zhang Mu smiled when he saw that Fritz did not dodge at all.
This is why he cleared a round of AK magazine first even though he knew that AK could not penetrate the magic shield.
Magic is not about being more powerful the bigger the size.
The release speed has certain advantages in the same level, but facing the magic shield, the fast release of low-level magic is not very meaningful.
This is common sense among magicians in the Thor continent.
But in Zhang Mu's case, or in Blue Star's case, common sense has another explanation, which is called - experience trap.
If a person is blocked by a wall every time he takes a shortcut on his way to work, over time he will assume that this is a dead end and will never take it again.
Even if the wall was demolished later, he would not take this shortcut without being told.
This is called the experience trap.
The AK and Gatling have different appearances, but their structures resemble each other.
Fritz subconsciously thought that this was the same kind of "magic prop", and based on his experience that AK could not penetrate the magic shield, he judged that Gatling could not do anything to him either.
He lowered his head to look at the murderous weapon quietly crawling in front of him.