Chapter 273: Big Victory and Not Wanting to Be Famous

After a short rest, Yang Tian finally had the strength to speak. Even though the battlefield was dangerous, he hurriedly said, "I'm fine, just exhausted. Don't worry, everyone. Hold your positions and don't let the enemy get away!" Although his voice was weak, the firmness and determination contained in it could not be ignored.

Everyone felt relieved after hearing this. They just told the six kids to take good care of Yang Tian and continued to strangle the members of Sarok...

Yang Tian managed to stabilize the situation, but the red-robed men couldn't!

When I heard Eden's crazy shouting before, I thought he had won, but this time, a heart-wrenching scream came. The shrill scream made everyone look back.

But when they saw Eden's miserable condition, they were all heartbroken. This was definitely a heavy price they had not expected.

Arabella was overjoyed. In this situation, not only was the danger eliminated, but it also created a perfect opportunity to kill with one strike. If not now, when? With this thought in mind, she kept moving her hands, directly increasing the output intensity of the blood-red energy.

The red energy came in an instant, and Eden lost the ability to dodge. Everyone thought that Eden was doomed.

But at this moment, Russell, who had been fighting fiercely with Mr. Bock, suddenly turned around, ignoring the magic spell that Mr. Bock was attacking, and threw a small disc the size of a palm into the air. The disc quickly changed its shape in the air, and finally turned into a gorgeous round table space! There was no doubt that this was the magical treasure that Russell had used on Mad Dog and Five Idiots before!

Then, Russell clicked his fingers again, and before Mr. Borgin cast the next spell, he sent himself into the mysterious round table space.

Mr. Bock and Arabella were not angry at the loss of their opponents. They just looked at Russell in the round table space with a playful look, and then rushed towards the other red robes frantically...

The situation was extremely critical at this moment. Russell did not dare to hesitate and immediately began his recruitment: Alger, Valerian, the few remaining blue robes, some purple robes...

Unfortunately, the opportunity had been missed. The four high-level fighters who had freed up their hands naturally understood Russell's intentions. How could they let him succeed so easily? So, they all launched a fierce magic attack on the round table space...

"Boom...Boom...Boom...Boom...Boom..." The four consecutive loud noises were the result of the spell hitting the round table space.

The originally radiant and colorful round table space light shield suddenly became shaky! It seemed that it would be overwhelmed and completely collapsed if it was hit by a few more spells!

Russell had given up on the green and black robes long ago, but looking at the many purple robes that had not yet been rescued, his heart was bleeding.

But what else could he do? Looking at the fragile circular shield in front of him that seemed to be broken at any time, he gritted his teeth, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

His hands kept changing complicated and mysterious gestures, and each movement was accompanied by a powerful force. As his movements became faster and faster, the air around him seemed to be stirred up, forming an invisible pressure. Under this pressure, the space around the round table became unclear, and in the next moment, it completely disappeared in front of everyone.

The abandoned Saloks had endless despair and hatred in their eyes, but they had no intention of surrendering. On the contrary, they launched a final desperate charge in an almost crazy manner.

Unfortunately, it's too late...

The outcome was decided! The expedition wizards were ecstatic, their hearts surging with uncontrollable joy and excitement. They launched a frantic hunting operation to grab the credit, eager to gain more glory and rewards from this victory.

However, at this moment, who would care about such a small matter as grabbing credit? Killing more is your ability. For these expedition wizards, victory itself is the most important thing. Sarok was defeated!

The situation was settled, and the panting Yang Tian recovered after drinking a bottle of vitality potion. His eyes gradually regained clarity, and his originally pale face became more rosy. He took a deep breath, feeling the magic power gradually recovering in his body, and he felt a little relieved.

However, Yang Tian had no intention of chasing the enemy. He divided his men into several teams and began to search the entire forest.

The mystery in the prophecy is hidden in this vast forest. This is the real goal of his action. Now he has to find it...

Arabella quietly walked to Yang Tian's side, her beautiful eyes flashing with complex light, quietly staring at the boy in front of her. After a moment, she finally whispered: "The strange magic that hurt the red robe was cast by you, right? Don't rush to deny it, your breath is too familiar to me, I can feel the unique smell of you in the magic."

"Well, actually, as a friend, I really don't intend to hide it from you." Yang Tian said helplessly. But he immediately changed the subject and said firmly: "But you must promise me to keep this secret for me and not let anyone else know. I really don't want to get into trouble."

Arabella was stunned and asked, "How can I help you?"

"Isn't this simple? In fact, the whole process can be like this: the countess pretended to be injured, lured the enemy deep into her territory, and then used the vampire's supreme magic to injure the red robe, thus achieving this unprecedented feat. Isn't it cool? This is a win-win situation!" Yang Tian said with a sly smile.

"Nonsense! Am I, Arabella, the kind of person who would take credit for other people's work?" The Countess was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

"How can you say that you are stealing the credit? You are clearly covering for me! It is decided happily like this." Yang Tian replied with a smile, and the next moment, he asked in confusion: "Are you serious about not giving the doctor face like this? Aren't you afraid that the doctor will make some mistakes when treating you?"

"You..." Arabella was so angry that she didn't know what to say. She was obviously the stronger party, and she should have controlled this little guy. But what the hell was going on now? What the hell was going on that he wanted to take credit for his work? Did she care about this little credit? If this bastard hadn't really saved her life just now, she would have beaten him to death now!

"What do you mean! It's settled!" Yang Tian did not allow any doubt and said with finality: "I want to hear you announce the good news in person in a while." After that, he patted his butt and left.

Arabella clenched her teeth, she didn't want to say a word at this moment...