I Don’t Love Warlock

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　　 "Lorca, Lorca, wake up soon! We don't have much time!" A weird language kept yelling in Leo's ear, the weird thing was Leo understood.

　　 is another illusion? Not only was there no confusion or shock in Leo's heart, but a faint surprise, and he opened his eyes with difficulty.

　　 A woman who looks a lot like a human, but behind him is a pair of feathered women staring at Leo, holding a half-kneeling body with a **** sword in her hands, and her armor is full of foul blood.

　　 Loka? My name in this illusion? I had experienced it a long time ago, Leo understood his state very well, raised his head and glanced at the woman, then focused on himself.

　　 "The combat energy has disappeared, exactly the same as the one time. Then, I can only try the healing ability." Leo thought, picked up a combat knife next to him, pulled up his sleeve and stroked his arm with the knife, and then quietly retracted it.

　　 "Lorca, you, how did you hurt yourself for no reason..." The woman looked at the scene in shock, but Leo covered it with her sleeves. She could not see the abnormality and could only ask.

　　 "Accidental." Leo said casually, his eyes passed the woman, and he began to look at the surrounding environment.

　　 This is a huge city, and it is in war. In the sky of the city, tens of thousands of white feather tribes like women are fighting fiercely with a mephit with black fleshy wings. From time to time, wounded soldiers fall.

　　 "Lorka, has your head recovered? Didn't it hurt you? There are too many wing demons, and Cloud City is about to be unable to hold it. Let us retreat, right?"

　　 Leo looked at the woman, then looked down at his armor and clothing that was different from the other white-winged men, which looked very luxurious, and suddenly realized something.

　　 "Am I their commander?" Leo was taken aback in his heart and looked carefully. Sure enough, except for himself, the armor and clothes of other people are far less gorgeous than their own.

　　 Leo's eyes flashed, he was tentative, and told the woman: "Tell me about the current situation."

"Okay Lorka. We only have 30,000 fighters left, but the Wing Demon has hundreds of thousands. Warriors are dying at all times, and they can’t last too long. In order to preserve our strength, please order Retreat." The woman persuaded.

　　Leo didn't speak, he felt the injury on his arm, and he had healed a long time ago. In other words, just like the time, he brought in the delayed young tree talent and combat consciousness.

"Thirty thousand vs. hundreds of thousands, it really seems impossible to fight... However, our fighters are obviously more powerful than the Wing Demon. Why don't you drag them to the city for street fighting?" Leo squinted his eyes. Yes, I found that the individual strength of the White Feathers was much stronger, but it was a disadvantage that they could only fight hard in the legion battle, and the weakness of the number of people was infinitely magnified.

　　 "This..." The female wingman glanced at Leo with a weird face, and replied hesitantly: "Not long ago, you rejected the plan of street fighting for the safety of civilians in the city."

　　 Rio finally knows where the problem is. It turns out that his predecessor is an idiot now. He had to pretend to be righteous and say: "We can't hold it, and the civilians in Sky City will suffer too. In that case, I don't need to worry. Ma ordered all the soldiers to retreat into the city's street fighting, and let me play my part The strength of slaying the enemy fiercely."

　　 The female winged centaur took out a horn and blew it with a peculiar rhythm, the voice overwhelming the entire battlefield. In the next moment, all the White Feathers quickly separated from their opponents and returned to the city.

　　 There are a large number of buildings to resist, and the attack power of Wing Demon's group has plummeted, and it is almost impossible to cause too much damage to the White Feathers lurking in the building community.

　　 Wing Demon naturally saw the white feather wing man's plan, and stopped in the air motionless, seeming to hesitate. By this time, Leo probably saw some of the soldiers' situation.

　　 There is no special energy in the same color, but the power of the ** seems to be very strong, even the ordinary soldiers of the Wing Devil, the speed and strength have reached the third level. The soldiers of the White Feathers generally have the speed and strength of the fourth level, and some elites have reached the fifth level, and there are those generals of the sixth level.

　　 It is a strange race that has reached level 4, 5 and 6 purely with **. If this is not in the illusion, Leo's common sense will collapse.

　　 "Lorca, you, you seem to have changed a bit." The female wingman looked at Leo, her expression full of confusion.

　　Leo said nothing, but the Wing Demon who looked up at the sky thoughtfully.

　　 This time, how should I leave the illusion?

　　He has no clue.

　　 At this moment, an extraordinarily tall Wing Demon with a large group of Wing Demon suddenly swooped down towards Leo.

"Damn Trazi, please protect the general from entering the room!" The female wingman yelled, and dozens of wingmen immediately surrounded him, most of them greeted the wing demons, and a dozen brought Leo into one. The room is protected. At the same time, the female wingman screamed, and fought fiercely against the extraordinarily tall wing demon called Trazi.

　　 The power of every blow caused a space distortion.

"It's such a powerful force, creatures can actually practice ** to this level, I'm afraid I can't handle it in the heyday? This woman actually reached level 7 with **~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's incredible. No, The same is true for her opponent." Leo watched the battle through the window of the house, secretly surprised.

　　 It's just that this is an illusion. It is not uncommon to destroy the world with a single finger. Leo is just astonished, and he did not consider whether it is reasonable or not.

　　As the fighting intensified, in other parts of the city, winged demons also rushed down and fought fiercely with the white-winged army in the streets.

　　 It’s strange to say that these buildings didn’t know what kind of stone they were used for. They stood firm in the crazy war and suffered very little damage.

　　 The **** street fighting lasted for a long time, and that Trazi was still unable to defeat the female wingman, and finally had no patience, took advantage of an opportunity to get away and flew, screaming.

　　 After hearing this scream, the winged demons in the city also left the battle one after another, flew to the sky, and quickly disappeared into the distance, and the entire cloud city gradually calmed down.

"This is only the first wave. Next, the Wing Demon may send more powerful people to appear. Roka, let's ask the Marshal for help?" The female Wing Man watched the Wing Demon leave and walked into Leo's room. , While persuading.

　　 "Yes." Leo didn't think about this at all, he was thinking about how to get out of the illusion.

　　 "Did you agree?" The female wing man's expression was a little surprised, but more pleasantly surprised.

　　 "Huh? What's the problem?" Leo frowned secretly, wondering if there is a rescuer who can ask for help, why does his body seem unwilling to ask for help?