Chapter 985: Boring match point

As the fighting time prolonged, the priest's treatment began to appear stretched.
The warriors who were slightly injured just left them alone, and instead worked hard to milk those who were seriously injured.
In my eyes, I felt very helpless, and said to Renn on the side: "How long can you maintain this kind of Gu Dong's disregard for the west?"
Renne thought for a while and said, "If you fight for a dozen minutes at most, this battle will end."
I asked him again: "Which team do you think will win?"
Ren shook his head: "I don't know, I think their fighting styles are very similar and their strengths are very close. Anyone who loses or wins is possible."
I smiled: "Your way of answering is in harmony."
Ren turned his head and asked me, "Then which team do you think will win?"
Shrugging, I said, "I don't know either."
Rennes: ...
The subsequent battle can be compared with two words of fatigue.
The priest’s milk is weak, and the fighter’s fight is also weak. When the priest no longer has extra magic to heal quickly, the warrior’s injuries have gradually increased.
The frontier battle between the two sides was deadlocked for a few minutes before it was over.
Followed by the rear troops of both sides.
The archer crackled and shot arrows at the opponent, and the mage crackled and threw magic missiles at the opposite side.
The arrows are all ordinary arrows, without any magical attributes. Even if they hit the elven warrior adventurer who collapsed on the ground, it will not cause them any substantial damage. Of course, the situation of scratching the skin is still It may happen.
Magic missiles have different colors and have all attributes, but there is a difference between magic missiles and arrows. When two magic missiles collide, they will explode. After the explosion, the magic missiles will dissipate in the air. Among them, unlike arrows, they will fall to the ground after they collide, and there is still the possibility of hurting people. After the magical power is dissipated, the magic missile is as harmless as the air.
Looking at the magic missiles flying over and throwing the past and the arrows shooting over and reflecting the past, I feel that this scene is simply more exciting than the war special effects of many domestic blockbuster movies.
However, this war of attrition came to an end not long after, for the simple reason that the archer’s arrows were gone.
Generally speaking, an archer without an arrow is no different from a salted fish. Of course, this is only for humans and dwarves, as well as some weaker orcs. For the elves, there are arrows. The elves are archers, and the elves without arrows are weaker warriors.
I saw the elven archers put their bows aside, drew short daggers from their waists, and rushed towards the opposite side. They met each other and ping-pong, which was equally exciting.
While the elf archers met hand in hand, magic missiles were constantly flying past them, attacking the elf magician on the opposite side. Some elf archers did not pay attention during the battle, or could not evade, and were approached. Magic missiles hit, often once this happens, they just lie down, not because the magic missiles are so powerful, but because they will be pierced by their opponents with a dagger, or leave a shallow light on the deadly position of the body. Scars indicate that you have died, and those elves who have been left with shallow scars in the fatal position will choose to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, indicating that they have died.
In this way, in just a few minutes, all the elven archers were lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, only two teams of magicians were still holding on.
Fighting to this level can basically be regarded as the match point, but this match point is far less interesting than other match points.
The most boring match point is that both parties are priests, while fighting hand-to-hand, while competing for resilience, followed by this kind of battle between magicians.
This is not to say that the battles between magicians are boring. If the two sides compete with their real strengths, they release all kinds of wonderful and powerful magic, pushing the battle scene to a climax again and again. The battle is wonderful.
At the moment, the two teams of magicians are not willing to use their true strength, but the magic missiles you come and go, or the most common type of magic missiles, at best, add a little other element type magic to it and change it into Ordinary magic missiles with different elements.
With the power of these magic missiles, even if it hits my naked body, it may not produce much pain.
I sighed. It was so boring. It was so boring to watch. I wanted to just get up and leave the field like this, or yelled: Are you fighting a war, or are you losing a paper ball?
Renn on the side was also a little unable to sit still. He sighed and said in a low voice: "This is not a game, but a friendship battle. No, a friendship practice battle."
I held my chin and curled my lips: "It's more than a friendship practice battle. Do you think they have the fighting spirit? This is a friendship practice game. They are playing, not fighting."
"I agree with this," Ren said: "Fortunately, my disciples are not like them, otherwise, I will clear the door."
After hearing what he said, I pondered a little, and said, "It's not the same, that's not the same. All of your disciples were sent from Iri City by Lilea. They are all orphans without their parents. They were influenced by the atmosphere of Eri City and did not have much sympathy for their compatriots. At the same time, Lilea’s organization must have used harsh and cruel methods when training these children. I remember the first time I saw those children. At that time, there was only darkness in their eyes, without light and hope."
"That's why I have confidence that my disciple can defeat the assassins in your fiancee organization" Renn said seriously.
"Oh?" I became interested: "Why do you say that?"
"Because of hope and light," Ren said: "Even as an assassin, these two things are equally indispensable."
I looked into his eyes, his eyes were very serious, I couldn't help asking him: "Why?"
Rehn slowly said: "Hope, give people motivation, light, and let people see the darkness more clearly."
I repeated Rehn's words several times, and then smiled and said, "It seems you know a lot of truths that I don't understand."
"Everyone has strengths, my strength is the assassin, your strength is the ability to lead me," Lane said.
"Oh, it's wrong, it's wrong, leadership ability or something, I am still working hard to improve, and strive to become more capable of leadership in the future."
"Haha" Renn smiled: "As expected of the lord I recognize, the shamelessness and cheekiness are simply superb."
I grinned and did not argue. I looked at the arena, only the last two magicians were still standing and frowning boredly. I turned my head calmly and asked Renne: "Watch us Are people still there?"
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