Chapter 829: Trace 2

A group of casters up to eighth level and nineth level were surrounded by teleportation bursts, their faces were gloomy and ugly.
"What to do? Who will repair the teleportation array?" One asked,
"I will, but this level of damage takes at least three days and a lot of expensive materials." A mage answered.
"The other party destroyed the teleportation team and obviously wanted to trap us here."
"Everyone present is not an ordinary person. As long as we are not chaotic and gathered together, even if we are high-level mages, we will not be our opponents alone." Shen Sheng, one of the three highest-level ninth-level mages, spoke .
"I don't believe the attacker would know this. He might be hiding in us now and ready to split us at any time." Another quickly said.
"Detect spells? Who would?"
"I!"
"I can do it too!"
"I'm a natural druid and can detect factions!"
A group of people suddenly made a noise.
At the critical moment, the average quality of all people can be seen.
Lin Sheng stood in the crowd and nodded slightly when he saw the scene.
At this time, the person with the most outstanding ability can take responsibility and arrange the assignment, which has fully demonstrated the rational and calm qualities of the mage.
Although these arrangements are not necessarily good, they are at least effective. No time is wasted.
He helped Fan Bo lean against the wall.
"Wake up." He reached out and knocked at the center of his eyebrow.
A trace of cold ice penetrated its flesh and nerves.
Well!
Fan Bo shivered and slowly opened his eyes.
"I ... where is this?"
"Here is the teleportation array." Lin Sheng answered calmly.
"Ah? Then hurry up !? Um ... can it still be used?" Fan Bo is not a fool. He just came out and saw that Lin Sheng and the surrounding atmosphere were a bit wrong. Suddenly guessed the situation.
"No," Lin Sheng replied concisely.
"So what do you do now? Can you contact a high-level mage? With so many casters, should anyone have a solution?"
Fan Bo stood up, feeling still a little weak. He had just been blown out by the air waves set off by the violent madness of the Golden Dragon Empress and stunned against the wall.
I was in a coma for a while now, and only recovered slightly.
"I don't know." Lin Sheng said briefly.
"I don't know if you're still so calm ?!" Fan Bo almost jumped up. "Speaking of which, Ms. Osagero is really powerful, slap. I just flew out."
He remembered what had just happened, and now he was still worried.
"Isn't it your choice?" Lin Sheng responded casually.
"So the brothers are still reliable, thanks this time!" Fan Bo patted Lin Sheng on the shoulder with a serious face.
"Don't look at me like that, in fact I'm worried now." Lin Sheng pointed to his expressionless face.
"..." Fan Bo was speechless and patted Lin Sheng's shoulder again.
However, he didn't really worry too much. Even with so many mages present, even if there were any behind-the-scenes players, he didn't dare to jump out.
Everyone present here has their own killer and life-saving skills.
It's really urgent, no one will advise.
"After this time, I will have a shadow about this kind of greeting, and I will not participate again next time." Fan Bo looked at Nosida Palace in the distance, and burst into a loud smile.
Facing the evening breeze, Lin Sheng heard the roar of dragons from Nosida Palace. Brow frowned slightly.
He was thinking what to do to make the true spirit grow faster?
Is it simply increasing influence?
Doesn't seem like it.
His keen intuition told him that simply increasing influence has a certain effect, but more key points are probably still elsewhere.
To the immediate trouble. He didn't care.
If you do n’t hit him, it ’s okay. If you hit him, there ’s no way to solve it.
As for the organization of black gauze, if it doesn't mess with him, if it really hinders him.
He didn't mind uprooting the other party and eating it thoroughly.
Fan Bo was still talking in front of himself. But it became clear that his expression was gradually worrying.
The blast of explosions coming from Nosida Palace not far away shows that even if it is a high-level mage plus so many elite middle-level, it has not yet been able to win the opponent.
This is a bit incredible.
"You say them, what is their purpose?" Fan Bo looked at the others around him and whispered suddenly.
The casters present all sat down and tried their own means in order to contact the outside world.
"I don't know," Lin Sheng replied.
"I shouldn't have brought you here. Really. I also replaced my brother's invitation with yours ... It's all my fault." Fan Bo blame.
"If I can go back alive this time, I will introduce you to my prettiest little girl. I swear!"
"That's fine, what's your look like, don't you know what you're thinking?" Lin Sheng replied casually.
"Don't believe it, my little girl has inherited the powerful blood genius inherited from the family for thousands of years. Her mother's line is very famous and ancient blood throughout the continent. But there are libraries in many places Glorious record of the great clan. "Fan Bo shouted.
"Ancient bloodline? Inheritance for thousands of years ... wait!" Suddenly Lin Sheng seemed to think of something.
Thousands of years? !!
Suddenly he felt that the true spirit changes observed on his own body seemed to have found a trace of roots.
Thinking back to these times, what he did, and a little change in the spirit, he suddenly had a few bold guesses.
"If I didn't guess wrong ..... try one or two!"
boom! !!
Just then, Nosida Palace not far from the top suddenly was knocked open by a huge golden figure.
The golden figure rose to the sky, roared with wings, and shone with a light golden halo.
Even at night, the golden light of the other side was illuminated a lot in the night sky.
"It's the Golden Dragon !! Did the body even burst out?"
Everyone present this time couldn't sit still.
As we all know, there are only two Golden Dragons present, one is the Golden Dragon Queen, and the other is the Golden Dragon Queen who has just become violent.
And now, looking at that golden dragon's red eyes, crazy roar. I am afraid that it is the violent Golden Dragon Queen who shows the body.
"It's troublesome ..." A few ninth-level mages who were present slowly stood up.
Although it's just young Jinlong. But that's not what they can do.
Generally speaking, the young golden dragon has reached the height of three levels.
And the 100-year-old young Golden Dragon, the body can reach the sixth level, and the violent young Golden Dragon, the body is still the blood of the royal family.
The only one who could contend with the opponent was the high-level mage.
But ... what about that mage?
"Let's cast together, focus on fireball and lightning beams, and if combined with the use of super-magic skills, you can produce incineration effects to a large extent. Maybe it can reach a power of ten or more, which should be able to damage the opponent." A nine-level mage suggested.
"Can try."
"Try it."