Yanyue Hokage kept holding his troops among the crowd.

At this moment, all the remaining players gathered on this plain located in the center of the entire map, and these players were waiting for the signal from the mage, just like Yanyue Hokusai.

"Okay, everyone is like this. Don't get close to him for the time being, otherwise I'm afraid it will affect you."

Seeing that everyone had retreated, the mage finally felt relieved.

Then he stood in the slightly higher terrain and stabilized his body, and confirmed that the Hinata Bai Ye had not yet reacted.

"May God of Magic Mistera bless me."

The monk whispered a prayer for psychological comfort, and inserted the staff in his hand into the ground with all his strength.

"Buzz--"

For a moment, a ripple seemed to spread out from him as the center.

For some reason, when Yanyue Hokage's body felt this ripples, it seemed that in my heart, I felt like I had the feeling of being focused and only being sword-driven when I was practicing swords in my hometown for the first time in my youth.

A clear mirror stops water.

That's right, that's the word.

What he felt was the artistic conception of this word.

And it is obvious that he is not the only one who feels this artistic conception. At this moment, all the players gathered here have entered this detached state.

"call--"

After his mind was calm, the mage finally breathed out a breath of turbid air, and then held the staff standing upright in front of him with both hands.

It seems that this ripple is just a preparatory spell he used to calm his mind, but I have to say that its effect is indeed good.

The panic and fear of the players who were aroused by the failure of the three people before seemed to have been relieved a lot of time because of the contribution of this spell.

"Shade, for deeper liberation."

The breath of magic began to spread around, and it seemed that this was because the mage officially began his singing.

"Condensation, for more surging and smoothness."

Whenever he recites a spell, the space around the mage seems to fluctuate a little.

It seems that this is not an ordinary spell.

"Create, the eternal change of all things."

When the third spell of this magic was recited, the young god Bai Ye stopped his head tilting behavior as if he felt something and took steps towards the mage.

Maybe it was because of the threat?

Or maybe it's because he's been waiting for enough?

But anyway, one thing is known to everyone.

The young god Bai Ye wants to stop the wizard from singing.

"Doess, use the past to light up the future-"

But the mage is still singing, and he will not stop, nor can he stop, because at least among the only forty remaining people, he is the only one who stands out.

No steel drills, no porcelain work.

He must have been mentally prepared and confident when he could stand up.

And it is precisely because he believes in himself that those players believe him without reservation.

Therefore, when the young god Bai Ye took the first step, the players closest to the mage spontaneously and even subconsciously protected the mage around, forming a human wall.

Since the mage did not stop, they must trust him.

Because their hope has been entrusted to this mage who keeps singing spells.

"rustle."

The young god Bai Ye was still moving towards the mage, ignoring the people gathered around him at all. Moreover, his movement speed seemed to be increasing.

Holding the shield in front was a soldier. At this moment, he buried his head deeply behind the big shield he usually trusted, and did not dare to show even an inch of his gaze, trembling.

He trembled because he had seen the horror of the young god Bai Ye.

But he still held his shield and pressed it to the front of the human wall.

However, this is not due to moral nobleness or belief, but because he is the only profession among these people that can hold shields, so he must fulfill this responsibility.

If even the shield holder hides in the back row, who else can protect the people in front of him? That's what he thought.

Therefore, as long as he has a shield in his hand, no matter whether the shield can withstand the attack of the dark tentacles of the Hinata Bai Ye, he must stand in front, as always.

Three seconds passed.

The wizard's singing continued, and the young god Bai Ye did not stop him.

Although the mage asked people to retreat ten meters before, the actual distance between them and the young god Bai Ye was even further, about twenty meters.

After all, ten meters away does not mean [just ten meters], but [the farther the better].

"rustle."

The young god Bai Ye is still walking.

The warrior didn't know the distance between him and himself, but knew that his footsteps were getting closer, which made his already trembling hands shake even more violently. After all, as the forefront, he didn't know when he would face the attack of the dark tentacles of the young god Bai Ye, but he knew that that moment was probably not far away.

"but."

Despite this, he still thought so.

"But if my death can be resisted by the wizard and the people behind my shield, then my death is valuable."

What a noble inner speech.

But this warrior was not actually a noble person in real life.

His actual age is fifty-two.

In the first twenty years of his life, twelve years were spent in prison. The crimes were varied: stealing, robbery, fraud, blackmail, fighting, attempted murder...there are countless.

But even such a social scum, when he was thirty-three years old, he still successfully obtained the right to be happy like ordinary people - to get married and have children.

Fortunately, his wife is a kind person, and the son he gave birth to him has no congenital diseases and is even more intelligent.

However, such happiness did not last long and was taken away by an accident - he became alone again.

So, he thought that he was unworthy of happiness because he committed too many sins when he was young, so he began to atone for his sins.

Protecting others as a shield in the game is also a self-salvation act for him.

"Be careful, here you come!"

But at this moment, it seems that focusing on the front is more important than recalling the past - because the tentacle of the Hinata Bai Ye had broken through the ground and rushed straight towards the big shield facing the warrior.

"Bang!"

The warrior's reaction speed was obviously not as fast as the attack speed of the tentacles. When he had just heard the warning from other players, his shield had instantly been removed from his hand and was directly knocked out by the tentacles.

Fortunately, the shield was knocked away, and people were fine - but no one would think so, after all, the reality was not like this.

Because, when the tentacle pulled the shield away fiercely, the next moment it immediately adjusted the attack angle and launched another attack on the already unarmed warrior.
Chapter completed!