Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

"Isn't it a castle? Whose castle can only accommodate a hundred people..."

Iris began to complain again. She rubbed her slapped hand with her palm, took a step back, turned her face to the side, and made way for a rapidly approaching flame.

"Look, someone unknown has taken action."

The next second, the ice-blue staff of "Weixue" fell into his hand.

"Senior, I'll see you later."

After saying this, she rushed to the center of the chaos without stopping.

Olivia raised her hand and put out the flames with water. She watched Iris run to where the fight was happening most happily, frowning slightly but not saying much.

She looked at Ernest:

"You're so anxious, aren't you afraid of hurting her by mistake?"

The miniature dark blue staff was floating steadily in his hand. Ernest said in a neutral voice:

"You underestimate her."

The next second, red light filled the field of vision, and flames shot up into the sky, spreading and burning in all directions. Some of the people who were originally around him had already quietly moved away from him after seeing his appearance clearly. The remaining people who did not know him but were equally wary of everyone had made defensive preparations when the danger warning came, but some were still inevitably affected by the flames. After several failed attempts to extinguish the flames, they were about to be burned to death, so they chose to cut their losses in time and voluntarily exit the game.

In this situation, it is basically impossible for anyone to help, everyone is a competitor, and there is only one prize.

Olivia was closest to the fire source. The moment the flames rose, she grasped a slender white staff. Water flowed from her side and spun into a ball that wrapped around her, successfully resisting the flames. Then it turned into silk with her as the center and ran towards the other people present.

Many people who were caught in the water flow were suffocated because the water wrapped around their mouths and noses. The scene was already in chaos, with all kinds of magic flying in the air, launching indiscriminate attacks.

There was almost no place to stand in the central area closest to the witch lady. The ground was completely destroyed by the plants that had sprung up from the ground. Every few steps there was a circle of burning flames. Flexible water streams survived in the cracks between them, waiting for an opportunity to move, and occasionally colliding with the groups of metal arrows.

An arrow pierced the snake's tail on the ground, and the man holding the bow frowned:

"Who summoned such a disgusting thing?"

The man's eyes flashed, and a figure in a dark green robe appeared out of thin air and landed beside the snake, with a helpless tone:

"Did that disgust you? I'm so sorry."

The man felt a pain on the back of his neck and before he lost consciousness all he saw was a cold and sticky snake tail swaying in front of him.

"Which psychopath brought these flying snakes to the sky? I'm calling the police!"

Levin Auceptin shook off his black hair that was in his hand, bent down and pulled out the arrow that nailed the snake to the ground. When he stood up, he paused for a moment to let the water arrow flying over his head go ahead.

Alas, no one seems to like snakes. They can fly, so cute, but no one understands.

Hearing the sound of breaking air, Levin raised his hand to grab the rapidly flying ice cone, and squinted at Iris:

"Little sister, be precise with your moves, don't hurt anyone by mistake."

"I was pretty accurate."

Iris curled her lips and changed her target.

The flying snake heads made her feel sick, but unfortunately this guy was not easy to beat and time was precious.

In the center of the open space, Miss Witch was holding the countdown motionless like a mountain, her face as calm as if she had returned to the essence of an NPC. She did not dodge or evade even when attacks fell on her. Fireballs, water arrows, and wind blades, when they encountered her, it was like hitting a foam board. She passed through them smoothly and then looked for the next target.

The wounds on the witch's body continued to increase and her injuries continued to worsen, but the people who had previously surrounded her seemed to have completely forgotten about her and did not intend to avoid her when attacking.

Iris clearly saw that the water arrow thrown by the girl who was pouring potion on her wound just now went straight through the witch's neck in an indiscriminate attack.

The witch, who had been accidentally injured by a large number of attacks and had no reaction for a long time, lowered her head slightly at this time, as if she wanted to check her wounds. Unfortunately, the wound on her neck was not easy to see, so she raised her head and continued to look straight ahead with an expressionless face.

The S-level mission, which was open to all contestants and offered generous rewards, tricked the witch into a sweet trap full of calculations and deception. If being deceived is the duty of the NPC, then there is probably no worker in the world more dedicated than the witch.

When the water arrow approached the witch's neck for the second time, it hit a palm-sized ice shield where it touched her skin. Unable to bear it any longer, Iris rushed behind the girl who shot the water arrow, kicked her over, and used the ice cone to press against her throat, sending her out at the speed of light.

Feeling the sudden rise in temperature on the side of her face, Iris rolled to the side, avoiding the flames that were originally aimed at the girl's head. She looked up and saw Ernest holding a magic wand. The two looked at each other briefly and then looked away without leaving a trace.

She silently chanted a spell in her mind, and a huge magic circle emitting white light suddenly appeared, followed by dense and sharp ice spikes rising from the ground, sending some people who did not react in time out of the arena.

【00:02:36】

[Number of players remaining in the arena: 356]

"Two minutes left!"

Someone shouted deliberately.

The bullet comment area that the players cannot see is even more lively than the melee scene:

[Wow, wow, wow, the fight started]

[Don’t these people need to chant spells? I fought for a long time and didn’t see anyone chanting spells.]

Guess why they can stand there?

[Ahh what the hell is this flying snake in the sky? It’s so disgusting]

[Wow, can the snake player get out of this game sooner?]

[This is a mental attack, a mental attack! ]

[Everywhere is so wonderful, I don’t know where to put my eyes]

【Didn’t your teacher ask you to take notes? 】

Is there a possibility that we are not a student party?

[There are only two minutes left, and there are still more than a hundred people in the end. What should I do?]

[Then everyone doesn’t need to play anymore]

[Based on past experience, the last two minutes are the highlight of the whole game]

[Alas, a big guy has magnified it! ]

Adrian Lewis stood on a high place, his staff spinning in the air at high speed for who knows how many times. A dazzling white light came out from the staff and enveloped the entire place.

Everyone's movements were forced to stop for a few seconds, and then someone found that the person next to him fell silently in the white light that took away his vision. The next second, he had the illusion that his whole body was dissolving in the light.

Maybe that wasn't an illusion.

He thought this a second before he was eliminated.

The white light swallowed everyone indiscriminately. The layer of ice element that protected Iris' body emerged on her body surface, and then snow and frost suddenly broke out, freezing everything that could be frozen in its way.

The wind and frost coming from afar broke through the layer of white light that Adrian used for defense and penetrated his skin. The chill that penetrated deep into his bones made him shiver constantly. He realized that the ice element was rampaging in his body, as if to destroy his elemental circulation meridians alive. Adrian injected the light element into his body with a pale face, separating a part of it to chase the ice element that was causing trouble, and used the remaining part to scrape off the ice element that was tightly attached to his body.

The pain brought by the clash of elements made him almost faint several times, and while he was unconscious, several attacks with a strong sense of revenge hit him. He suddenly leaned over and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then was knocked off the tree by the vines that attacked from behind.

This is the fate of the first bird to stick its head out.

After all this, the number of people remaining in the field suddenly dropped sharply to 156, but there were only 43 seconds left.

Suddenly, a large group of blue-black poisonous snakes fell from the sky. The sound of curses pierced the sky at that moment, and the barrage of comments shouted wildly:

[I'm so vicious]

[I believe this has made me a public enemy]

[I guarantee that the next person to be stabbed to death by the whole audience will be this guy who released the snake]

[Ignore the group of snakes flying around and biting the ground, this guy looks pretty charming]

[…There’s a reason why some people never starve to death]

[You are invincible if you are greedy for beauty to this extent. Reward: flying snake in the sky x]

[Hey, the anchor lady also zoomed in! ]

The cold air under Iris' feet condensed into a layer of ice on the surface of the ground. As the cold air spread, the ice eroded around. Anyone who touched the ice would be frozen into an ice sculpture from the part that was touched.

For a moment, there were snakes in the sky and ice on the ground. Everyone was having a great time hiding. The dramatically reduced number of people on the scene showed the two men's achievements.

[Laughing, I saw a few people who wanted to set fires stopped after seeing the ice]

[This wave of fire mages and ice mages cooperated perfectly]

[Time is too tight and there is no time to compete. Of course, if you can cooperate with others to eliminate others, then cooperate as much as possible.]

[As long as I’m not the one eliminated, it’s fine hahaha]

[Eliminated players: *****]

[You can see that the curse is very dirty]

She dodged two round water balls with another somersault. Not long after she got up, Iris jumped up to avoid the poisonous snake that jumped from the ground to the air. The urge to cut Levin Auceptin into pieces was overwhelming.

In the chaos, a stream of fire attacked Iris from behind. She jumped to the side and protected herself with an ice shield. The stream of fire accurately passed through the chest of an unlucky guy. The next second after it disappeared, the witch's voice rang out:

"Time's up! Only 89 people left."

The people who were getting excited about the fight did not stop immediately. At this point, they took advantage of the chaos to eliminate as many people as possible.

Miss Witch no longer had the cold expression of an NPC. She looked at everyone helplessly and murmured softly:

"What if there aren't enough people later..."

Someone heard it and shouted:

"Stop fighting! We may need a lot of people soon! Stop and figure out the situation first!"

This sentence was much more effective than Miss Witch's call to stop. The contestants stopped one after another. Iris retreated to a position some distance away from everyone else and drank a bottle of magic potion.

She glanced sideways and saw that the bandage Ernest had wrapped around his hand not far away was still white, and it did not look like the wound had ever been torn. He seemed very calm just now and did not need to make any big movements to avoid other people's moves.

He noticed Iris's thoughtful look and looked down at the bandage on his hand.

Iris didn't think he needed to pretend to be injured to deceive others, because it was useless. Almost everyone would subconsciously keep a distance from him. Even Bruce and the others did not directly provoke him at the time, but chose to pick on her, the "soft persimmon".

And what kind of injury hasn't healed in a few days? He definitely doesn't lack healing potions.

And that S-level mission to make friends with the witch, didn't he want to do it? He just became the witch's enemy, put on a prop blindfold and became invisible to the witch... Why didn't she believe that he was willing to do this? Even 2000 points and S-level props couldn't shake him?